<?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-7056741585041091372</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:20:35.091-08:00</updated><category term='Friends'/><category term='bikram hot yoga'/><category term='Family Trips'/><category term='Keurig'/><category term='Christmas decor'/><category term='soc'/><category term='2011'/><category term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Pandesaldreamer's Cafe</title><subtitle type='html'>Grab your espresso, take a sip, and enjoy the tidbits.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>183</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-2333670768428403168</id><published>2011-01-19T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T11:51:33.200-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keurig'/><title type='text'>Belated Birthday Gift Post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs032.snc6/166217_463820891733_586841733_5506444_7389041_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs032.snc6/166217_463820891733_586841733_5506444_7389041_n.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't even know where to begin when talking about my love for the &lt;a href="http://www.keurig.com/brewers/mini-plus-personal-brewing-system"&gt;Keurig&lt;/a&gt;. My lovely parents, as a birthday gift, bought me a Keurig Mini Plus for my morning ritual. Since the husband isn't a daily coffee drinker (why?&amp;nbsp; I have no idea!), making coffee out of our coffeemaker was starting to become a chore. I cursed myself every morning for not setting it on the automatic scheduled mode and ended up most days just not having my coffee which made for a sorta grouchy self.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, when my Keurig finally arrived at my doorstep, I was ecstatic to use it! It was easy peasy, too! &lt;i&gt;The greatest pro: &lt;/i&gt;you only need to wash a mug, that's it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Most people think that they &lt;/span&gt;are going to have to spend a grip of money on the pods that contain coffee or that they won't like the coffee that is offered for the Keurig. Your solution: purchase the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Keurig-K-Cup-Reusable-Coffee-Filter/dp/B000DLB2FI"&gt;KCup Filter&lt;/a&gt; and then you can use your absolute favorite coffee and not have to spend money coffee you don't really care for. I recently tried the KCup filter so that I could enjoy some Peet's Coffee and had no problems whatsoever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Now, every morning, I don't have to stress about washing a gazillion pieces of the coffee machine just to make a few cups of coffee. I just use my Keurig and I'm a happy girl. Now, go get one :) It's strongly recommended that you do!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-2333670768428403168?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2333670768428403168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=2333670768428403168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2333670768428403168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2333670768428403168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/belated-birthday-gift-post.html' title='Belated Birthday Gift Post.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-3642193900361233053</id><published>2011-01-18T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T09:27:10.261-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bikram hot yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Happy 2011.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Happy New Year! 2011, I welcome you with open arms and hope for the best! The husband and I had a low key HNY. We initially had dinner reservations at a local restaurant, but decided to cancel, stay home, and make a home cooked meal of turkey burgers, oven baked fries, and apple pie from Apple Hill, CA. All the while, watching Dick Clark's countdown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I think it was the best decision ever!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This year, I started something new. &lt;a href="http://www.bikramyoga.com/"&gt;Bikram Hot Yoga.&lt;/a&gt; There was a great deal at &lt;a href="http://livingsocial.com/deals/20583-raw-foods-workshop"&gt;Living Social.com&lt;/a&gt; for a month long of hot yoga for $25. I just couldn't pass it up.&amp;nbsp; Went to my first class a couple of weeks ago and have been loving it every since.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;First class was kinda gruesome though. I ended up puking my brains out after class outside the studio. Second time, I was nervous about having the same experience, but thankfully, I didn't and it ended up being a terrific experience. Third time, absolutely fell in love. I love how it relaxes me, keeps me balanced, challenges me,&amp;nbsp; and lets me sweat out all the toxins away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.infobarrel.com/media/image/309.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.infobarrel.com/media/image/309.jpg" width="176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Right now, the most challenging pose is the camel pose. It feels so unnatural to bend backwards, not to mention scary. But eventually, I know that I can do it. When that day comes, I am celebrating!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-3642193900361233053?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3642193900361233053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=3642193900361233053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3642193900361233053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3642193900361233053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-2011.html' title='Happy 2011.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-6931536940526015493</id><published>2010-11-24T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T18:21:45.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calistoga, Hot Springs, Girl Time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Have I ever told you that I am just grateful to work with some of the best people? I love my coworkers, aka work besties. They make going to work not to dreadful and most of all, fun and that's a good thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A few weeks ago, we took a mini trip to Calistoga, CA for some rest and relaxation. I can't believe I worked the night before and I was running on zero sleep the entire day but yet, I was wide awake because I couldn't just let the day slip by me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;On our way to Calistoga, we stopped at a winery named, V. Sattui. I've always heard good things about this winery. It always seems to be hopping and bursting with tons of people on pretty sunshine days. But, it was just never on our list of wineries to go to. Finally, I get a chance to sample some of their wine and nom on some of their yummy food and cheeses.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TO3DxSlIM4I/AAAAAAAAAxc/yE5ygan49cI/s1600/photo%2528110%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TO3DxSlIM4I/AAAAAAAAAxc/yE5ygan49cI/s320/photo%2528110%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;We shared a bottle of Gamay Rouge which was one of my work bestie's favorite. I thought it was okay. Tasted more like a wine cooler to me and probably would be great on a hot summer day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Once our tummy's were full of deliciousness, we headed on up to Calistoga. Calistoga reminded me of the Lake Tahoe mountains. There were so many trees surrounding the cute little city plus the downtown reminded me of an old western town that you forget where you are for a quick moment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TO3EdlSqjUI/AAAAAAAAAxg/rF18MTR5qE0/s1600/photo%2528111%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TO3EdlSqjUI/AAAAAAAAAxg/rF18MTR5qE0/s320/photo%2528111%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TO3FxIbOO2I/AAAAAAAAAxk/WWQkzJQErQk/s1600/photo%2528113%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TO3FxIbOO2I/AAAAAAAAAxk/WWQkzJQErQk/s320/photo%2528113%2529.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; There were tons of cute little boutique shops, wine shops, and oh,&amp;nbsp; an antique shop that I just had to duck into. Unfortunately, I left with nothing in my hand but it was fun perusing the sweet goods.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TO3HCaCDYpI/AAAAAAAAAxo/3ZihtZiX58k/s1600/photo%2528112%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TO3HCaCDYpI/AAAAAAAAAxo/3ZihtZiX58k/s320/photo%2528112%2529.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We stayed a night at the &lt;a href="http://calistogaspa.com/"&gt;Calistoga Spa Hot Springs.&lt;/a&gt; It's not a fancy schmancy place, despite the cool name, but it's a good place if you want to take advantage of their several warm mineral pools, massages at a reasonable price.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We plan on making this an annual trip in November and I can't wait until next year to return! Yay for work besties and relaxation!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-6931536940526015493?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6931536940526015493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=6931536940526015493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/6931536940526015493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/6931536940526015493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/calistoga-hot-springs-girl-time.html' title='Calistoga, Hot Springs, Girl Time.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TO3DxSlIM4I/AAAAAAAAAxc/yE5ygan49cI/s72-c/photo%2528110%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-342232100162339825</id><published>2010-11-23T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T14:24:30.278-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas decor'/><title type='text'>Tis' The Season....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Usually, I"m a traditionalist and wait to decorate the house and start Christmas shopping until after Thanksgiving. But the other day, I got the itch to decorate the house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TOwBfc3mTyI/AAAAAAAAAxM/TIFvSThQNdw/s1600/photo%2528106%2529.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TOwBfc3mTyI/AAAAAAAAAxM/TIFvSThQNdw/s320/photo%2528106%2529.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Can I just express to you how excited I am to have a mantel this Christmas season? Last year, I was bummed that we couldn't hang up our stockings. It looked pretty ridiculous with the white 3M rubber hangers.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TOwChaVKkPI/AAAAAAAAAxU/B7IrdmNjC7o/s1600/photo%2528107%2529.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TOwChaVKkPI/AAAAAAAAAxU/B7IrdmNjC7o/s320/photo%2528107%2529.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I decided to go with a multicolor assortment of ornaments this year as opposed to the last two years where it's been a gold-bronze color. I am kinda diggin' the multicolor theme, I must say. It makes me smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I got to use some of the ornaments that I purchased during the post Christmas sales last year. Like these bird cage ornaments.&amp;nbsp; Cute, yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TOwEbmylgdI/AAAAAAAAAxY/YL-RnH99eB0/s1600/photo%2528108%2529.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TOwEbmylgdI/AAAAAAAAAxY/YL-RnH99eB0/s320/photo%2528108%2529.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-342232100162339825?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/342232100162339825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=342232100162339825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/342232100162339825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/342232100162339825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/tis-season.html' title='Tis&apos; The Season....'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TOwBfc3mTyI/AAAAAAAAAxM/TIFvSThQNdw/s72-c/photo%2528106%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-39150838918081909</id><published>2010-10-22T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T18:40:26.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years Old Already.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;This past Wednesday, our dear Maddie turned a whopping 2 years old. That puts her a full fledged teenager in dog years. Waaah. Where is all the time going? She's growing so fast.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;It seems just yesterday, she was this small.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Can you believe she actually fit in that weight scale? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1444/134/51/586841733/n586841733_1178475_8074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1444/134/51/586841733/n586841733_1178475_8074.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;In the morning, I quickly made a little birthday cone hat for her and with some stern talking, she managed to stay still and let me snap a photo of her, which pretty much explains the pissed look on her face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs943.snc4/73681_435035891733_586841733_5099808_5422032_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs943.snc4/73681_435035891733_586841733_5099808_5422032_n.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;She went for a morning walk, had some extra treats, dined on some gourmet dog food and had some organic frozen yogurt for dessert. What a life, this dog has! &lt;/span&gt;She sure deserves it because she's a wonderful dog. Love her! Happy Birthday Sweet Maddie! I hope you enjoyed your day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-39150838918081909?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/39150838918081909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=39150838918081909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/39150838918081909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/39150838918081909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/10/two-years-old-already.html' title='Two Years Old Already.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-5682155209378747463</id><published>2010-10-14T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T07:00:00.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mainland Hawaiian Restaurants not so Hawaiian?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A few days ago, I was craving Hawaiian food badly. I could literally taste the mayonaissey macaroni salad in my mouth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So, I up and ordered a mini meal at our local Hawaiian restaurant. It came with three pretty descent sized boneless bbq teriyaki chicken breasts, one scoop of macaroni salad and one scoop of white steamed rice. It was more than enough to fill one's need. I can't imagine ordering a full sized meal as it is double the size!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The food itself was your average tasting mainland Hawaiian food. What got me is that I noticed that it was Chinese people cooking our " authentic Hawaiian food" which makes me wonder do Chinese people also own this Hawaiian food establishment? Regardless if they own it or not, it totally took away the feel of the place. Made me not want to order from this place again because, well, frankly, they ain't Hawaiian. Am I wrong for thinking this way?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I mean, I know that there are plenty of Korean places that are owned and cooked by Japanese people and visa versa and I really don't have a problem with that, oddly enough. Then there is Panda Express who have Hispanic workers making the Chinese food.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Last night, we made homemade loco moco's. Totally worth to make this dish at home. Moreso because you can control what goes in the dish. I sometimes make it a bit healthy by using ground turkey meat and brown rice. But last night, I went all out and used ground beef. Oh how it tasted much better!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs011.ash2/33925_432364461733_586841733_5053512_3199686_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs011.ash2/33925_432364461733_586841733_5053512_3199686_n.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; My question is, do any of you feel slightly cheated when you go into a certain ethnic restaurant and come to find out its not that ethnicity creating the food for you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-5682155209378747463?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5682155209378747463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=5682155209378747463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5682155209378747463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5682155209378747463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/10/mainland-hawaiian-restaurants-not-so.html' title='Mainland Hawaiian Restaurants not so Hawaiian?'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-3022254980012768014</id><published>2010-10-13T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:11:28.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pottery Barn Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I received the &lt;a href="http://www.potterybarn.com/?cm_type=gnav"&gt;Pottery Barn&lt;/a&gt;, " Give Thanks" catalogue today and found so much inspiration to decorate the house for the holidays.&amp;nbsp; Let's take a look, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Maize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;These are so adorable and not to mention, easy peasy! All you have to do is gather a bunch of dried Indian corn and wrap it all together using raffia. Voila, you have an instant centerpiece to your dining table!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLYeJijacGI/AAAAAAAAAw8/OUXiH33BVAw/s1600/photo%28103%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLYeJijacGI/AAAAAAAAAw8/OUXiH33BVAw/s320/photo%28103%29.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Leaves/Twigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;If you get a fresh tree each year or a fresh wreath and trim it, you can use those trimmings to fill a clear glass vase and a candle in the middle of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLYe9_vKr3I/AAAAAAAAAxA/oAlcDLXB7nI/s1600/photo%28104%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLYe9_vKr3I/AAAAAAAAAxA/oAlcDLXB7nI/s320/photo%28104%29.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Manzanita Branches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I've always loved the look of manzanita branches. Always. They just scream nature chic. So, why not use them to make them Christmas chic. Hang a bunch of ornaments on the stems and placing them in flower pot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLYfw1YbM2I/AAAAAAAAAxE/b1sqMF2-yb0/s1600/photo%28105%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLYfw1YbM2I/AAAAAAAAAxE/b1sqMF2-yb0/s320/photo%28105%29.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Clear Bottles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Turn those clear bottles into instant candle holders. Wouldn't these look darling over a mantel, a console table, or heck, even a dining table centerpiece lined along the middle? Romantic holiday&lt;br /&gt;, yes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.potterybarn.com/pbimgs/ab/images/dp/wcm/201032/0001/img44m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://www.potterybarn.com/pbimgs/ab/images/dp/wcm/201032/0001/img44m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-3022254980012768014?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3022254980012768014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=3022254980012768014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3022254980012768014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3022254980012768014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/10/pottery-barn-inspiration.html' title='Pottery Barn Inspiration'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLYeJijacGI/AAAAAAAAAw8/OUXiH33BVAw/s72-c/photo%28103%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-7211350759219031341</id><published>2010-10-13T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:18:18.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Aphrodisiac Weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A couple of weekends ago, I planned a trip for my family and some friends to &lt;a href="http://tomalesbayoysters.com/"&gt;Tomales Bay Oyster Farm&lt;/a&gt;. I love oysters. I can eat them raw or bbq'd and love to have them with some spicy vinegar, or a squeeze of lemon, or some dashes of hot sauces.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The day started bright and early for me and the hubs. The farm is a first come first serve basis for the tables. So, we wanted to ensure a a good spot for our party. We arrived at the farm at 8:00 am which is right when they open and we were seriously the first people to arrive to snag a table. There were some people that dropped by to pick up a bag or two of oysters, but that was it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; We knew that it was going to be a long 2 hours as our family wasn't going to arrive until 10-11am'ish and plus we had no cell phone connection.&amp;nbsp; Can I say bonding time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXaA5POxxI/AAAAAAAAAwc/2JoMrlpt-50/s1600/photo%2894%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXaA5POxxI/AAAAAAAAAwc/2JoMrlpt-50/s320/photo%2894%29.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXaiG1mAsI/AAAAAAAAAwg/WmC9rM4T-GI/s1600/photo%2895%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXaiG1mAsI/AAAAAAAAAwg/WmC9rM4T-GI/s320/photo%2895%29.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;From the looks of it, we figured out the best time to arrive at the farm in order to get a pretty good table is around 10:00 am which is just like many people said on Yelp.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Going to the farm is somewhat similar to camping. You literally have to bring everything ranging from table cloths, utensils, cutting boards, towels,&amp;nbsp; charcoal, liter fluid, matches, cups, plates, drinks. The list goes on and on.&amp;nbsp; The farm does sell the absolute necessary items but they charge an arm and a leg because they can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Finally, what seemed like days, our family and friends arrive and the fog finally burned off. Yay! Be warned, the trip up to the farm is a very windy road as alot of my cousins and friends got motion sickness. One had to even pull over and throw up!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXh8JFsQbI/AAAAAAAAAwk/mgv1KhiSq3o/s1600/IMG_1136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXh8JFsQbI/AAAAAAAAAwk/mgv1KhiSq3o/s320/IMG_1136.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;We get to&amp;nbsp; finally eat our oysters! They sell oysters ranging in sizes from extra small to large. We opted for a bag of 50 smalls ($40.00) and a bag of 50 mediums ($48.00). I personally thought the smalls were a perfect size for oysters. I really don't like it when the oysters are insanely huge.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXkNzoQzRI/AAAAAAAAAwo/KVdYCj8sFxo/s1600/photo%2897%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXkNzoQzRI/AAAAAAAAAwo/KVdYCj8sFxo/s320/photo%2897%29.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXlRQcxR-I/AAAAAAAAAws/GJeQrQUlhcM/s1600/photo%2898%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXlRQcxR-I/AAAAAAAAAws/GJeQrQUlhcM/s320/photo%2898%29.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's good to have pretty good shuckers! We couldn't believe how expensive they were though. They can range in price from $9 to $12! Unfortunately,we found the more expensive ones to be way better. Ofcourse, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXmp0vfB8I/AAAAAAAAAww/puXm8phWIhs/s1600/photo%28101%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXmp0vfB8I/AAAAAAAAAww/puXm8phWIhs/s320/photo%28101%29.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dogs are allowed so long as they are on a leash. Naturally, we brought Maddie and my other family members brought their dogs too. All together we had 6 dogs at our camp. We sure looked like a dog pound there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXoYjg0SlI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Cu0oSiLiPuw/s1600/photo%28102%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXoYjg0SlI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Cu0oSiLiPuw/s320/photo%28102%29.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXo5-DkAsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/lnyphc0aRMo/s1600/photo%28100%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXo5-DkAsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/lnyphc0aRMo/s320/photo%28100%29.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The day although long was a fun filled day spent with close family and friends. We all agreed to make this event a yearly event. Let's hope we can start this tradition.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs343.ash2/62328_1638127677190_1356697593_1707807_3943416_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs343.ash2/62328_1638127677190_1356697593_1707807_3943416_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-7211350759219031341?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7211350759219031341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=7211350759219031341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/7211350759219031341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/7211350759219031341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/10/aphrodisiac-weekend.html' title='An Aphrodisiac Weekend.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLXaA5POxxI/AAAAAAAAAwc/2JoMrlpt-50/s72-c/photo%2894%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-8346324160434718889</id><published>2010-10-12T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T19:24:04.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Ludobites. You excite me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Ever since I read about &lt;a href="http://www.ludolefebvre.com/ludobites/max"&gt;Ludobites&lt;/a&gt; 3.0, 4.0,&amp;nbsp; and 5.0 &lt;a href="http://www.weezermonkey.com/2010/08/ludobites-50-slightly-less-magical.html"&gt;Weezermonkey's blog,&lt;/a&gt; I just had to have a reservation on the next adventure of Ludobites. Luckily, I entered my email address to subscribe on his upcoming events because Ludobites 6.0 is in a couple of weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.zagat.com/files/2010/07/Ludo-Bites.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://blog.zagat.com/files/2010/07/Ludo-Bites.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Obtaining a reservation was no easy feat, especially online. I'm not sure what is worse. Trying to call them and get a busy signal or trying to upload a page very slowly online. It was pure torture.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, I had no luck obtaining a reservation. I came pretty close, but my connection ended up being timed out. However, the husband was lucky enough to snag not one, but three reservations online. I swear, the man has the biggest luck when it comes to getting things online. He was able to snag my iPhone 4 in June online using his Dell computer while standing next to me as I was trying to get it on my Apple computer. Something is wrong with that pictures, yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We got one for October 22nd and will probably give it a fellow foodie friend. We also got two reservations on October 29th for 6:15pm and another one at 6:30pm. We plan on inviting 4 other friends to enjoy the delightfulness we are going to prey upon. I should mention that they will be offering a communal table for "walk ins" that seats a total of 12. So, if you weren't able to snag a reservation, you can always come way early and try and get a seat on the big table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm so looking forward for this delight. Honestly, I wasn't a fan of his food on Top Chef Masters nor was I a fan of his personality. But, something about his food and his inventiveness surrounding it intrigued me while reading about his infamous Ludobites. My palette cannot wait!gt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-8346324160434718889?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8346324160434718889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=8346324160434718889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8346324160434718889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8346324160434718889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-ludobites-you-excite-me.html' title='Oh, Ludobites. You excite me!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-3307486882172256329</id><published>2010-10-12T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T12:19:13.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Boo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Did I scare you? It's been a long time since I've been in here... so I'm not surprised that I did scare you. Been hiding :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Halloween is in full swing at our house. I'm not one for Halloween, but I sure love the decorations. Recently, I spruced up our living room with just a couple of items purchased from the dollar bin at Target.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLSyGPCj3PI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Kl3Mwum7qZc/s1600/photo%2890%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLSyGPCj3PI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Kl3Mwum7qZc/s200/photo%2890%29.JPG" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I snagged these adorable ghost candy dishes for $2.50.&amp;nbsp; Halloween is a time when I wished I had a desk at work so that I can display these cute little things and let everyone help themselves to some candy. Isn't he a cutie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;They also have a candy corn shaped dish and a pumpkin one too!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLSy913HOhI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/OIPPJ1ORh08/s1600/photo%2891%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLSy913HOhI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/OIPPJ1ORh08/s200/photo%2891%29.JPG" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I also got these pumpkins made out of twig material that is a bit messy. Everytime you pick them up, they leave a little bit of twigs behind. Hopefully. they'll last a long time. At $2.50 a piece, I don't care though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs381.ash2/65958_430145641733_586841733_5008312_6676345_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs381.ash2/65958_430145641733_586841733_5008312_6676345_n.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Oh, and Maddie. Sweet Maddie. I picked up a costume for her. The hubs wasn't too keen on it, but to each his own. She's going to be a ladybug.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;She doesn't look too pleased to be in this getup, yes?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs389.ash2/66762_430144811733_586841733_5008288_4747634_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs389.ash2/66762_430144811733_586841733_5008288_4747634_n.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Her face says it all! It's only once a year Maddie. So, don't worry. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-3307486882172256329?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3307486882172256329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=3307486882172256329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3307486882172256329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3307486882172256329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/10/boo.html' title='Boo!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TLSyGPCj3PI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Kl3Mwum7qZc/s72-c/photo%2890%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-1238562764836778482</id><published>2010-08-10T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T10:11:14.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Shenenigans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I live for the weekends. I think part of it has to do with me working every 3rd weekend of the month and usually when its my weekend on at work, something exceptionally fun is going on and I can't participate in the festivities. Boo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This past weekend, it was bitter sweet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs212.snc4/38951_409497611733_586841733_4539529_6612254_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs212.snc4/38951_409497611733_586841733_4539529_6612254_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Celebrated my BFF's 36th birthday by having a decadent soul food lunch at Sandra Dee's BBQ and then later on trekking down to Berkeley to just literally "hang."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It's a good thing that we changed to jeans and a sweater because it was freakin' cold in Berkeley. The weather forecasters are not joking that the bay area is not receiving a good summer this year. It looks and feels like winter. What?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs138.ash2/40228_409558316733_586841733_4541029_1651317_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs138.ash2/40228_409558316733_586841733_4541029_1651317_n.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We perused one of our favorite stores, Anthropologie while we were down in Berkeley. Love, Love, their clothes, accessories, and shoes there. Why do they have to be so darn expensive?!? I'm waiting for these &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?subCategoryId=ACCESSORIES-EYEWEAR-SUNGLASSES&amp;amp;id=18312751&amp;amp;catId=ACCESSORIES-EYEWEAR&amp;amp;pushId=ACCESSORIES-EYEWEAR&amp;amp;popId=JEWELRYACCESSORIES&amp;amp;sortProperties=&amp;amp;navCount=15&amp;amp;navAction=top&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;amp;selectedProductSize1=&amp;amp;color=030&amp;amp;colorName=GREEN&amp;amp;isSubcategory=true&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;isBigImage=&amp;amp;templateType="&gt;sunglasses&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;to go on sale. Yeah, I know, they are only $24.00, but I refuse to pay full price at this store.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs204.snc4/38528_409573411733_586841733_4541444_1620158_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs204.snc4/38528_409573411733_586841733_4541444_1620158_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In the evening, we dined at&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caferouge.net/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cafe Roug&lt;/b&gt;e&lt;/a&gt; and noshed on Hog Island Sweetwater Oysters and minty mojito's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Love me some oysters. I'm hoping to make a trip to the Hog Island Oyster &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hogislandoysters.com/farm/home"&gt;farm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; soon and bbq them there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Bitter {sweet}.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The next day, the family and I headed down to SF to visit my lovely grandma that passed away three years ago. It still feels like yesterday when we lost her and the pain is still there of missing her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;I'm so glad that&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;she stayed with my mom the last three years of her life. Its because of that, I was able to grow even more close to her and spend good quality time with her.&lt;i&gt; I miss you grandma and always will. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs635.snc3/31870_383680426733_586841733_3886179_5188410_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs635.snc3/31870_383680426733_586841733_3886179_5188410_n.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-1238562764836778482?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1238562764836778482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=1238562764836778482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1238562764836778482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1238562764836778482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/08/weekend-shenenigans.html' title='Weekend Shenenigans'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-8003253384764231331</id><published>2010-08-04T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T13:30:26.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Summer Concerts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last month, I had the giddy excitement to attend the Rihanna + Ke$ha concert. When I accepted the invitation from a friend to go, I soley accepted it on the likes of Ke$ha. I'm a so-so fan when it comes to Rihanna. I blame the radio for overkilling her songs. Can I say, " ella, ella, ella, eh?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Buuuuuuuuuuuuuut, on the night of the concert, my feelings were the exact opposite. Ke$ha sucked. She sang songs that I hardly recognized. Dinosaurs? What? Oh, but Rihanna, she rocked it. I didn't realize how many hit songs she had and was happily dancing in the aisles with my friends to all of her ballads.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFnLbE1cLRI/AAAAAAAAAuo/lb4YxSNtQjI/s1600/IMG_1017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFnLbE1cLRI/AAAAAAAAAuo/lb4YxSNtQjI/s320/IMG_1017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Before the concert, we noshed at one of my favorite happy hour restaurants in midtown, Lucca's. I couldn't pass up their cucumber mojito. It screamed summer, hanging with your girls, and refreshing all in one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFnJnZnbFBI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/ZvQyLPRaORw/s1600/cucumber+mojito" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFnJnZnbFBI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/ZvQyLPRaORw/s320/cucumber+mojito" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Then, we noshed on prawn pasta in lobster sauces, grilled artichokes and fresh soup and giggled the night away. Our server was so kind as he made sure that we got out of the restaurant in time to make it to the concert with reasonable time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFnKa-frS7I/AAAAAAAAAuY/ED3-oNJnhr8/s1600/IMG_1002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFnKa-frS7I/AAAAAAAAAuY/ED3-oNJnhr8/s320/IMG_1002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love these girls. They are my besties at work and always have a great time when out. No drama. That's how I roll. That's how we roll.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFnK5gsGWyI/AAAAAAAAAug/Xk_QUdmQDDA/s1600/IMG_1003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFnK5gsGWyI/AAAAAAAAAug/Xk_QUdmQDDA/s320/IMG_1003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rihanna wore the most obscure outfits. Looks like she favored bodysuits, or what I like to call them, "onesies." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFnL4UyYXoI/AAAAAAAAAuw/VvvT6sRb4Ks/s1600/IMG_1013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFnL4UyYXoI/AAAAAAAAAuw/VvvT6sRb4Ks/s320/IMG_1013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;After the concert, all of us were on a Rihanna hight. Like, literally. We came out singing all of her songs and even listened on the way home her new song with Eminem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFnMy-sj9gI/AAAAAAAAAu4/OrSDAJ23kfw/s1600/IMG_1024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFnMy-sj9gI/AAAAAAAAAu4/OrSDAJ23kfw/s320/IMG_1024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was a great night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-8003253384764231331?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8003253384764231331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=8003253384764231331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8003253384764231331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8003253384764231331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-concerts.html' title='Summer Concerts.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFnLbE1cLRI/AAAAAAAAAuo/lb4YxSNtQjI/s72-c/IMG_1017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-8961192059571343214</id><published>2010-08-02T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T12:50:04.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Trips'/><title type='text'>Coastal Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I've never really been a fan of camping up until this past weekend. I'm a newly reconverted camping fan! In the past, camping to me was dreadful. Dirty all the freakin' time, dry hot weather,&amp;nbsp; dreaded taking a shower in the less than clean showers, bugs, bees, bears, etc. But, I think I've found a solution to my camping dilemma and that is, find a campsite that is near nice places such as Pismo Beach.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Pismo Beach was my saving grace. We were able to hang out in cool, breezy weather, and then return to our campsite in the evening hours where it was finally in decent weather temperatures and lounge for the remainder of the night. It was the perfect combination!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This past weekend, we drove down to the Central Coast and camped out at one of the &lt;a href="http://www.koa.com/"&gt;KOA campgrounds&lt;/a&gt; in Santa Margarita. I have to give much props to &lt;a href="http://www.koa.com/"&gt;KOA &lt;/a&gt;as they were exceptionally good at making sure the bathrooms and campgrounds were clean. Heck, even their porta potty was clean. Well, that's what I heard from my fellow family members. I didn't have the heart or the courage to go into the porta potty.&lt;i&gt; My rule, go in a porta potty unless its absolutely necessary.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This time around, the weather was perfect to set up our tents. Last year, it was so windy making it difficult to even hold down the tents to stake them. Below is our humble abode for 4 days/night. Inside, we had cots that took up majority of the room inside and made me a wee bit clausterphobic. I thought I was going to have a panic attack.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcVAHsVBII/AAAAAAAAAtA/6ehnitJNCWU/s1600/IMG_1036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcVAHsVBII/AAAAAAAAAtA/6ehnitJNCWU/s200/IMG_1036.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFceh60-34I/AAAAAAAAAuI/ZbLIPkw5Ukw/s1600/IMG_1045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFceh60-34I/AAAAAAAAAuI/ZbLIPkw5Ukw/s200/IMG_1045.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcWMGusJCI/AAAAAAAAAtI/JAlvvY-DsT4/s1600/IMG_1048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcWMGusJCI/AAAAAAAAAtI/JAlvvY-DsT4/s200/IMG_1048.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The next day, Friday,&amp;nbsp; we all decided to head to Pismo Beach. I was very excited because I've never been to Pismo Beach. The weather, at first, was foggy and cold, but the sun began to come out mid afternoon making it perfect to walk around and explore the little beach town.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcX2uKZ4zI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/SdPKms6l-ok/s1600/photo%2875%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcX2uKZ4zI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/SdPKms6l-ok/s200/photo%2875%29.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;We encountered the infamous Splash Cafe that my lovely Facebook friends kept telling me to check out. The line was super long, but fortunately, it went by fast! We ordered a bowl of their award winning clam chowder, with seafood topping and a loaf of sourdough bread. (Thank you &lt;a href="http://a-happywifey.xanga.com/"&gt;V&lt;/a&gt; for giving me this tip!). It was very, very, delicious and needless to say, worth every minute of the wait.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcZmhsa45I/AAAAAAAAAtY/OFPKbCdOjvE/s1600/photo%2876%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcZmhsa45I/AAAAAAAAAtY/OFPKbCdOjvE/s200/photo%2876%29.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Noshed on a seafood platter combo which was next door to Splash cafe at a place called &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/brads-restaurant-pismo-beach"&gt;Brad's Restaurant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; that consisted of clam strips, shrimp, halibut, and calimari and oh, some good ole' chips! It was oh-so delish! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcbxprEzjI/AAAAAAAAAtw/Jv-69FySvgY/s1600/IMG_1072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcbxprEzjI/AAAAAAAAAtw/Jv-69FySvgY/s200/IMG_1072.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcbVrAJ1HI/AAAAAAAAAto/yxTbh8dbRd8/s1600/photo%2878%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcbVrAJ1HI/AAAAAAAAAto/yxTbh8dbRd8/s200/photo%2878%29.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Then on Saturday, we headed over to Grover Beach. This was my favorite part of the trip! We were able to drive onto the beach and have a little tailgating beach party all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcdrVdKd5I/AAAAAAAAAuA/SUlMDAfeUaE/s1600/IMG_1074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcdrVdKd5I/AAAAAAAAAuA/SUlMDAfeUaE/s200/IMG_1074.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcdP5FyHbI/AAAAAAAAAt4/x3XV2JmYArg/s1600/photo%2879%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcdP5FyHbI/AAAAAAAAAt4/x3XV2JmYArg/s200/photo%2879%29.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dogs are allowed on the beach, so long as they are leashed. Fine by me. Maddie is a rebel when it comes to being off leash on the beach. The last time we off leashed her, she went ballistic. She started chasing a bird and kept going farther and farther into the ocean. We seriously thought we were going to lose her because she wouldn't &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;respond to our voice commands.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I can't wait for next year to camp again! It truly was a enjoyable weekend! I heart summer days..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-8961192059571343214?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8961192059571343214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=8961192059571343214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8961192059571343214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8961192059571343214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/08/coastal-camping.html' title='Coastal Camping'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TFcVAHsVBII/AAAAAAAAAtA/6ehnitJNCWU/s72-c/IMG_1036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-623698243318983467</id><published>2010-07-02T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T11:37:05.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's July Already and Summer Curls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I swear, with each year, time just seems to go by faster and faster. Remember when we were in highschool and we just couldn't wait for the time to go by fast? I know that I just couldn't wait to get to the age of 16, then to 18, then to 21. Now, I'm hoping for the reverse.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A week ago, I decided to jump on it and get a Japanese Digital Perm. I made the appointment a month or two in advance at&lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/star-east-hair-and-beauty-san-francisco-2"&gt; Star East Hair &amp;amp; Beauty Salon&lt;/a&gt; in SF. To sum up my emotions that day, I was really nervous because well,&lt;i&gt; it's a freakin' perm&lt;/i&gt;. The last time I had a perm, err, a spiral perm, was back in 1990 and I absolutely hated it even though every single girl around me had one. I vowed since then to not ever get a freakin' perm ever again. See exhibit A below. &lt;i&gt;I know, right? &lt;/i&gt;What the hell was I freakin' thinking???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v350/134/51/586841733/n586841733_935702_8680.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v350/134/51/586841733/n586841733_935702_8680.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I picked this particular salon solely on the well received reviews it had on Yelp, coupled with the fact that it seemed a bit more reasonable in price. The digital perms can go as high as $300+.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So armed with a good book, snacks and water, I came into the salon fully prepared to endure the 4 hour time frame it will take to get my "perm." &lt;i&gt;Oh, but it's a digital perm&lt;/i&gt;. That's what I kept telling myself to keep sane.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I cam in at 10:30am and my hair was literally done within 4 hours, 2:30pm. Here are the initial results. I had to ofcourse, fix my bangs myself because he had all of my bangs going to one side that didn't really compliment my face structure. Oh, and we both agreed to not curl my bangs as well. Great idea, that was! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs312.snc3/28264_396449081733_586841733_4203877_811311_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs312.snc3/28264_396449081733_586841733_4203877_811311_n.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The next morning, after a big ole' water spray, some curling cream product and anti frizz spray, and some twirling with the fingers, it came out like this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs038.snc4/34255_396581631733_586841733_4207126_4076854_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs038.snc4/34255_396581631733_586841733_4207126_4076854_n.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It's been a week so far and I'm loving it more and more. I have to be completely honest with you. It really took me awhile to get used to it since I had straight hair for more than 15 years. The curls are relaxing more and getting more relaxed which is making them appear bigger. Would I do it again? Perhaps. I only say this because it takes a butt load of time to have it done. But, it is very low maintenance. No blow drying required! Just put in product, twirl and let it air dry. Sure, at first, you feel like a wet dog after getting out of the shower, but once it dries up, you are good as new! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-623698243318983467?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/623698243318983467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=623698243318983467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/623698243318983467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/623698243318983467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-july-already-and-summer-curls.html' title='It&apos;s July Already and Summer Curls.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-1797916164688782395</id><published>2010-06-09T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T09:58:38.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Officially Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Not sure what is up with these days. I've never really been one to get pedi's often. It's usually for a special occassion. But lately, these past couple of months, I've been getting them like, every 2-3 weeks and that is no bueno for my bank account.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;What can I say though? I'm addicted. My recent color is OPI's, " Don't be Koi With me" and I am absolutely smitten by it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA8JA_9J8SI/AAAAAAAAAsg/SxwK7IlvkyA/s1600/photo%2870%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA8JA_9J8SI/AAAAAAAAAsg/SxwK7IlvkyA/s320/photo%2870%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3434/3378585893_b9d3ca2ee8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3434/3378585893_b9d3ca2ee8.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;At first, I thought it made my skin color look rather dark and for some odd reason, I kept thinking of the WHAM! video, " Wake Me Up, Before You Go-Go". The video had all sorts of neon colors and some even glowed in the dark. But that thought was abruptly stopped when my girlfriend had no clue what I was talking about. She's 24. I'm 34. Need I say more?!? Le Sigh. I feel old.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA8K9YmJm0I/AAAAAAAAAso/8fi3H1Nd2i8/s1600/photo%2871%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA8K9YmJm0I/AAAAAAAAAso/8fi3H1Nd2i8/s320/photo%2871%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Anyways, going back to the color. It's my first time to ever go bright which means to me that it's officially summer according to my toes! Please excuse the extremely large pores on my legs. I need to shave! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-1797916164688782395?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1797916164688782395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=1797916164688782395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1797916164688782395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1797916164688782395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-officially-summer.html' title='It&apos;s Officially Summer!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA8JA_9J8SI/AAAAAAAAAsg/SxwK7IlvkyA/s72-c/photo%2870%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-803610331738377594</id><published>2010-06-08T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T10:38:38.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sirius Dog Shopping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;At the SPCA Doggy Dash there were tons of doggy vendor booths. I try to get as many samples as I can and save my pennies, but at this one particular vendor, I just couldn't resist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The vendor is called &lt;a href="http://siriusrepublic.com/index.html"&gt;Sirius Republic&lt;/a&gt;. They have the cutest, well in my opinion, wide width buckle collars. They come in all sorts of pretty designs and they are handcrafted with cotton fabric and nylon webbing.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't decide which one to purchase for Maddie. Ugh, decision, decisions!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In the end, I ended up purchasing the &lt;a href="http://siriusrepublic.com/purplebloom.html"&gt;Purple Bloom&lt;/a&gt; collar that looks simply marvelous on her. It kinda makes her look like an Etsy dog, yes? Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs511.ash1/30170_390701786733_586841733_4052318_6220037_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs511.ash1/30170_390701786733_586841733_4052318_6220037_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-803610331738377594?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/803610331738377594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=803610331738377594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/803610331738377594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/803610331738377594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/06/sirius-dog-shopping.html' title='Sirius Dog Shopping.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-7827922372050580879</id><published>2010-06-08T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T09:57:45.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Say Tomato, I Say Tomatoe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This is my first year to grow tomatoes and basil on my own. I decided to plant them in pots since our yard is landscaped and I didn't want to mess up our drip system by digging a big ass hole in the ground. Heck, I haven't a slightest clue where our drip system runs through. Shows how much managing I did when we had our backyard landscaped, yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In the beginning of my tomato growing process, I was a bit scared because our weather has been acting funky. I planted them in April and since then, we experienced cold mornings causing some of my leaves to kinda look all funky. Like, they sorta look like experienced some "freezing", yet I'm not entirely sure as to what frozen leaves look like.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;But, thankfully, our weather bounced back to good ole' sunny sunshine and my tomato plants &lt;i&gt;and heck,&lt;/i&gt; even my basil plant that I thought was dying on me look great!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Right now, I have this ONE cherry tomato that is a rich red. I think it's time to pick it, but I don't want to because, well, it's just ONE FREAKIN' TOMATO!!!! Ugh. Why can't they all just harvest at the same time?!?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA50KdZZkgI/AAAAAAAAAsA/8s7vbqlfomI/s1600/IMG_0991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA50KdZZkgI/AAAAAAAAAsA/8s7vbqlfomI/s320/IMG_0991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA50lpaNDiI/AAAAAAAAAsI/r4yZfzLmL7U/s1600/IMG_0990.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA50lpaNDiI/AAAAAAAAAsI/r4yZfzLmL7U/s320/IMG_0990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's my basil plant that I seriously thought I killed it as soon as I planted it. It was looking so blah and to think that in the description it said that it's a "tough" plant. After reading that and after seeing what my basil plant looked like, I didn't think I was cut out for this planting business. But, I decided to repot it with Miracle Grow and water it more, and viola, it bloomed. Now, to google if having flowers on a basil plant is toxic or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA51bDTTT7I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/cqErGQt9wFw/s1600/IMG_0992.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA51bDTTT7I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/cqErGQt9wFw/s320/IMG_0992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Here's my Beefsteak Tomato plant that a friend shared with me. So excited for these to start growing so that I don't have to go to the Farmer's Market. I'm sorry, but the FM's vine ripe tomatoes are bank!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA52K1BT7fI/AAAAAAAAAsY/i4LEo8oMgkY/s1600/IMG_0993.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA52K1BT7fI/AAAAAAAAAsY/i4LEo8oMgkY/s320/IMG_0993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Have any of you guys grown some vegetables this summer? Any tips you can give this newbie? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-7827922372050580879?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7827922372050580879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=7827922372050580879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/7827922372050580879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/7827922372050580879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-say-tomato-i-say-tomatoe.html' title='You Say Tomato, I Say Tomatoe.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA50KdZZkgI/AAAAAAAAAsA/8s7vbqlfomI/s72-c/IMG_0991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-3319210293106783915</id><published>2010-06-07T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T09:37:44.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Festivities.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I had a nice surprise to come home from work&amp;nbsp; on Thursday morning. Husband declared that the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;sewage backed up at his work, and so, he didn't have to go in because they closed the entire building. Yippee, Skippy!!! I love it when the husband is off on weekdays especially on weekdays that I'm off! It got way better because when we got home that evening, the office called again to say that he has Friday off too as the cleanup is still being worked on!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;You would think that we would take off somewhere. But, we pretty much stayed local and hung out. Ran errands, ate BBQ, and watched the Celtics game, (HAH!).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA0bi1uvN2I/AAAAAAAAArQ/5nqjDpyKfyQ/s1600/IMG_0977.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA0bi1uvN2I/AAAAAAAAArQ/5nqjDpyKfyQ/s200/IMG_0977.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The weekend was a different story as we were on the go, go, go! We went to the SPCA Doggy Dash on Saturday morning. This was our 2nd time participating in the event as we had tons of fun last year. Lots of smiling dogs, happy people, beautiful day, and lots of walking, walking, walking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Here's a pictures before taking off to the Doggy Dash.&amp;nbsp; She has NO IDEA how much fun she's going to have in the next 30 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;As we were walking towards the event area, Maddie was extremely excited. Like, really, excited! She kept crying as we were approaching the area because she saw so many dogs ahead of her. She just wanted to play!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA0cltKmLTI/AAAAAAAAArY/otqOKj6RDQU/s1600/IMG_0982.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA0cltKmLTI/AAAAAAAAArY/otqOKj6RDQU/s200/IMG_0982.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;When it came time to walk around the park, she finally settled down a bit, which we blamed on her being a wee bit of tired. There were all kinds of dogs in sizes. From the itty bitty's to the medium sized, to the extreme large dogs like the Great Dane's!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA0d6xJTEgI/AAAAAAAAAro/y0np03LZR1o/s1600/IMG_0986.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA0d6xJTEgI/AAAAAAAAAro/y0np03LZR1o/s200/IMG_0986.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; We were pretty much walking in sync with this oh-so-cute basset hound, but he paid no attention to Maddie. Poor Maddie. =(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA0dW1eUUwI/AAAAAAAAArg/QC9TQl949Jc/s1600/IMG_0983.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA0dW1eUUwI/AAAAAAAAArg/QC9TQl949Jc/s200/IMG_0983.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;There were dogs in strollers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA0fNSgfgkI/AAAAAAAAArw/LyJiFhOsUhg/s1600/IMG_0989.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA0fNSgfgkI/AAAAAAAAArw/LyJiFhOsUhg/s200/IMG_0989.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;There were dogs dressed up in tu-tu's! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA0fyIZBDwI/AAAAAAAAAr4/jzE3LDj0D_o/s1600/IMG_0987.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA0fyIZBDwI/AAAAAAAAAr4/jzE3LDj0D_o/s200/IMG_0987.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We strolled through the area of breed specific rescue booths. Just had to snap up this picture of the greyhounds. I can't help but wonder if they would kick my ass if I ran with them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Our weekend was jam packed with the addition of celebrating a friend's 40th birthday and another friend's 40th/graduation from Neurosurgery residency at Stanford, we are totally spent! How was your weekend? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-3319210293106783915?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3319210293106783915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=3319210293106783915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3319210293106783915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3319210293106783915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-festivities.html' title='Weekend Festivities.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TA0bi1uvN2I/AAAAAAAAArQ/5nqjDpyKfyQ/s72-c/IMG_0977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-1624517803704822491</id><published>2010-05-31T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T12:18:32.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No BBQ Memorial Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;No BBQ's this weekend for us. But it was definitely a weekend filled with lots of gatherings with friends and family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs264.snc3/27870_388662521733_586841733_3998841_510518_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs264.snc3/27870_388662521733_586841733_3998841_510518_n.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;First, we celebrated one of our good friend's 40th birthday. During the day, he drove up to Tahoe to do a 72 mile bike ride. Can I say awesome? It was safe to say that he was starving when he returned and what a better way to end a 72 mile ride with a rib eye steak with baked potatoes and veggies. I had every intention to have a hamburger as I was really craving a burger, but ended up ordering a rib eye too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The next day, it was my turn to finally watch the Sex and the City, Part Deux movie with my lovely girlfriends. I was dying from seeing all the Facebook updates from friends saying that they were seeing the movie and loved it! I couldn't wait until it was my turn!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TAQInn9ovvI/AAAAAAAAAqo/AhpP6YC9jBY/s1600/IMG_0966.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TAQInn9ovvI/AAAAAAAAAqo/AhpP6YC9jBY/s200/IMG_0966.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TAQJNfp1AuI/AAAAAAAAAqw/jbAH5caIR1U/s1600/IMG_0970.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TAQJNfp1AuI/AAAAAAAAAqw/jbAH5caIR1U/s200/IMG_0970.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We had sushi, bellini's, and shared great laughs. Love me some girl time. I don't think I've laughed so much and so loud in a long time, despite the disappointing probing of the restaurant. Can you believe that they had the balls to call me 15 minutes before our reservations to see if we were still coming as they had another party of 7 people that needed a table. WTH? Really? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh! I can't forget to say that Wingwoman made a special surprise appearance! I couldn't believe it! I was so ecstatic that she came along. I haven't seen her since her&amp;nbsp; raunchy bachelorette party.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TAQJuhw4T1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/5APK-yUyBsc/s1600/IMG_0901.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TAQJuhw4T1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/5APK-yUyBsc/s200/IMG_0901.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On Sunday, we celebrated my little brother's 26th birthday by noshing on garlic steak sandwiches, fried ravioli's, and farmville conversations. Gotta love, Facebook to bring a family together, yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TAQLKPkq96I/AAAAAAAAArA/jQEj1tiMa5E/s1600/IMG_0972.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TAQLKPkq96I/AAAAAAAAArA/jQEj1tiMa5E/s320/IMG_0972.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TAQLY23-rNI/AAAAAAAAArI/xTxGijT_m7o/s1600/IMG_0975.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TAQLY23-rNI/AAAAAAAAArI/xTxGijT_m7o/s320/IMG_0975.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;How was your Memorial Weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-1624517803704822491?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1624517803704822491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=1624517803704822491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1624517803704822491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1624517803704822491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-bbq-memorial-weekend.html' title='No BBQ Memorial Weekend'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/TAQInn9ovvI/AAAAAAAAAqo/AhpP6YC9jBY/s72-c/IMG_0966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-9111300210800462046</id><published>2010-05-26T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T11:26:02.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rules are Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I couldn't help but purchase this ginormous wooden sign when I saw it on Etsy by seller, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/people/barnowlprimitives"&gt;BarnOwlPrimitives&lt;/a&gt;. I think it will look great in our entryway which is slowly but surely coming along.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ny-image1.etsy.com/il_430xN.147070049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://ny-image1.etsy.com/il_430xN.147070049.jpg" width="184" /&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/7056741585041091372-9111300210800462046?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/9111300210800462046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=9111300210800462046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/9111300210800462046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/9111300210800462046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/05/rules-are-up.html' title='The Rules are Up!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-8988792542250223200</id><published>2010-05-26T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T09:12:29.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Natural</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Believe it or not, I had my very first visit to a &lt;a href="http://www.wholefoodsmarket.com/"&gt;Whole Foods&lt;/a&gt; during our trip to the coast. We have a couple of &lt;a href="http://www.wholefoodsmarket.com/"&gt;Whole Foods&lt;/a&gt; near us, but I never felt the need to go there especially since it's very expensive and I get my satisfaction from &lt;a href="http://traderjoes.com/"&gt;Trader Joe's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I decided to pick up a couple of dinner items to eat while I watched the infamous LOST finale. The husband and I are still debating about the ending and its theories associated. We can't help ourselves. I love it! Any LOST fans out there? What are your thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Oh, as I digress. Getting back to &lt;a href="http://www.wholefoodsmarket.com/"&gt;Whole Foods. &lt;/a&gt;Ahh yes. So I wanted to purchase a couple of items for my dinner. I remember reading a&amp;nbsp; review about Whole Foods and their wonderful tasting natural honey roasted peanut butter. It wasn't a&amp;nbsp; high praising review, but for some reason, it clenched my curiosity and I just had to swoop up one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I didn't get the opportunity to run the peanuts threw the intimidating machine, but I was able to snag an already pre-packed one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Yesterday morning, the hubs decides to make himself a peanut butter and jelly toasted sandwich for his breakfast and I remembered that we bought the au natural peanut butter. I was ecstatic to try it, and man, oh, man, this stuff was gooooooooood!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S_1HjXpcHxI/AAAAAAAAApY/Cf0evr_vtNU/s1600/photo%2867%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S_1HjXpcHxI/AAAAAAAAApY/Cf0evr_vtNU/s320/photo%2867%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;What I love most about this peanut butter, or natural peanut butter in general is that it has no preservatives, but what I dislike about it is that it is pretty expensive!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S_1H6-hSDmI/AAAAAAAAApg/O-Xy4MNvKLo/s1600/photo%2868%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S_1H6-hSDmI/AAAAAAAAApg/O-Xy4MNvKLo/s320/photo%2868%29.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/7056741585041091372-8988792542250223200?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8988792542250223200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=8988792542250223200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8988792542250223200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8988792542250223200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/05/all-natural.html' title='All Natural'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S_1HjXpcHxI/AAAAAAAAApY/Cf0evr_vtNU/s72-c/photo%2867%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-4087447647458890194</id><published>2010-05-25T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T18:31:54.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Two years today I married the other half of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S_x1GAqNBBI/AAAAAAAAApA/M-W1m958nXs/s1600/StacyGordonWed-92.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S_x1GAqNBBI/AAAAAAAAApA/M-W1m958nXs/s320/StacyGordonWed-92.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In celebration of our 2 years, we ventured off to the California coast for some rest and relaxation. We stayed in the charming town of &lt;a href="http://www.losgatos.com/free-guide/"&gt;Los Gatos &lt;/a&gt;which is about 15 minutes away from the coast of Santa Cruz-Capitola area.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;We were so smitten by the town. From the lively small town feeling in the downtown area to the oh-so charming yet modern homes surrounding the area made me want to say, " I'd like to live here one day." Yeah, I&lt;i&gt; loved &lt;/i&gt;it that much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;We found a Japanese restaurant called &lt;a href="http://www.hachijuhachi88.com/"&gt;Hachi Ju Hachi &lt;/a&gt;in Saratoga which is a couple of towns next to Los Gatos. After reading the many &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/hachi-ju-hachi-saratoga"&gt;high reviews on Yelp&lt;/a&gt;, I knew it would be place the husband would love to try since he's such a Japanese enthusiast.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S_x3pzVQUfI/AAAAAAAAApI/8sNvtPiPK8w/s1600/photo%2865%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S_x3pzVQUfI/AAAAAAAAApI/8sNvtPiPK8w/s200/photo%2865%29.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It truly was an authentic Japanese restaurant. No mayo based sushi rolls at this place. Our favorite dish was the yellowtail. It screamed freshness from the very first bite!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;We also relaxed at the beach in Capitola, dined at a very dog friendly restaurant (psst, they even had a doggy menu!), and ended it with watching the 4 hour finale of LOST. Yes, we are the romantics.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Oh, can't forget what the hubby bought. Since, the second year is the "cotton" year, he bought me some flannel pj's from a cute company called, &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thecatspjs.com/"&gt;" The Cat's Pajama's.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Surprised that I've never seen/heard of these pj's. They have the cutest prints!&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1634829873"&gt;From cupcakes, hearts, to sushi! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thecatspjs.com/pajamas.html"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Since I'm in love with our dog, Maddie, he bought me the snow dog pj prints. hahahah, gotta laugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S_x5fFa0xkI/AAAAAAAAApQ/_P9EgaNbXCs/s1600/photo%2866%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S_x5fFa0xkI/AAAAAAAAApQ/_P9EgaNbXCs/s200/photo%2866%29.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-4087447647458890194?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4087447647458890194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=4087447647458890194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4087447647458890194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4087447647458890194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S_x1GAqNBBI/AAAAAAAAApA/M-W1m958nXs/s72-c/StacyGordonWed-92.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-3998954141965317776</id><published>2010-05-08T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T07:36:47.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wants.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I want these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/45370000/45374390.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/45370000/45374390.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;While shopping for my Pre Teen book, &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Carrie-Diaries/Candace-Bushnell/e/9780061728914/?itm=1&amp;amp;USRI=the+carrie+diaries"&gt;The Carrie Diaries&lt;/a&gt;, at our local Barnes and Noble, I stumbled upon these cute little &lt;a href="http://gifts.barnesandnoble.com/search/product.asp?r=1&amp;amp;EAN=9781615571192&amp;amp;cm_mmc=Google%20Product%20Search-_-Q000000630-_-Home%20gift-_-9781615571192&amp;amp;ourl=Home-gift%2FWhite-Owl-Resin-Bookends-Set-of-2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;owl bookends&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; I showed the husband and he kinda gave me a weird look as if I was bazonkers for liking such a thing. Le sigh. He'll never understand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-3998954141965317776?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3998954141965317776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=3998954141965317776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3998954141965317776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3998954141965317776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/05/wants.html' title='Wants.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-173159494439665993</id><published>2010-05-07T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T14:50:45.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Happy Friday Everyone! I get to celebrate an "actual" Friday with all of you. Usually, my Fridays are on a Sunday, a Wednesday, a Thursday. Celebrating " Fridays" on an actual Friday is like every 2 weeks or so and it makes me feel kinda normal, like I have a Monday through Friday kind of job. Do you think I said the word Friday enough in this paragraph?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Today, I woke up around noon which is atypical of me. Darn night shift. I hardly get any sleep because of you. But,&amp;nbsp; its okay. The sun is shining out and I wanted to take full advantage of it. Ofcourse, what do I do? I stay in and bake cookies. Aren't those saved for rainy days?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I've been craving the&lt;b&gt; peanut butter and chocolate chip cookies from the recipe&lt;/b&gt; adapted from the infamous Magnolia Bakery in NYC. Ever since I made them a few months back, I've been dying to have another one. But, I resisted for some time as they literally are like crack. No lie. I brought them into work when I first made them and every single person was eating like 4-5 cookies each. Add that up and that's all whole meal already!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S-SJ0yX4HuI/AAAAAAAAAow/CSJh_OoO8eY/s1600/photo%2864%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S-SJ0yX4HuI/AAAAAAAAAow/CSJh_OoO8eY/s320/photo%2864%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;While my picture doesn't do the cookies justice, &lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smitten Kitchen's&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;picture sure will.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2251/2110316583_56b31fe971.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2251/2110316583_56b31fe971.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.apple.com/ipod/home/images/showcase_ipodshuffle20100220.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="122" src="http://images.apple.com/ipod/home/images/showcase_ipodshuffle20100220.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I bought my mamasita a mother's day gift. I figure, since she always goes on walks, why not purchase her a little shuffle? I know that she's not one to be tech savvy, but hey, I want to introduce her to future.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to get her the green or white one, but my local Target didn't have it in those colors. So, she's stuck with a plain silver one. I'm so hoping that she uses it. I think she'd really enjoy it. What did you get your mom for Mother's Day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Well, I hope everyone has a great weekend! I can't wait for tonight as we are going to grub on some Thai food tonight! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-173159494439665993?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/173159494439665993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=173159494439665993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/173159494439665993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/173159494439665993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/05/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S-SJ0yX4HuI/AAAAAAAAAow/CSJh_OoO8eY/s72-c/photo%2864%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-174102874953438982</id><published>2010-05-06T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T12:34:51.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Ahh, finally something semi-worthy to blog about! Its been quiet these past few months amongst the Dubyah household. Nothing really special has been happening except just literally enjoying the sunshine at its finest. I don't know what it is with me these days, but I try to get out every chance I get whenever I see the forecast set for extremely sunny days, or even semi sunny days. Heck, I'll take anything so long as it's not dewey drops.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So here's what's been going. Please excuse my randomness.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I was surprised that the hubs purchased Maddie the Bacon Breakfast and Eggs treats that my dad lovingly gives her when she's at my parents house. She loooooves them! I guess when he saw that there was a $1 off coupon making the total come to a mere $1.29, he spontaneously without a single apprehension tossed it into our shopping cart. Wow. That was a first!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;They are meant to replicate an actual breakfast. Too funny, yes?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S-MYlx9rvhI/AAAAAAAAAog/ZLFUinuLdcQ/s1600/photo%2862%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S-MYlx9rvhI/AAAAAAAAAog/ZLFUinuLdcQ/s320/photo%2862%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Today, I cooked, no wait attempted to make a third Filipino dish called Chicken Afritada. When I saw that my girlfriend on Facebook was making it, I thought, why not? I'll give it a go. Don't you just love how Facebook can inadvertently cause you do so something spontaneously?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Looked at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thecookmobile.com/chicken-afritada/comment-page-1/"&gt; &lt;b&gt;this&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;recipe and didn't think it looked too complicated.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;One and a half hours later, I produced this!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S-MZOmnxs9I/AAAAAAAAAoo/f5BCpS3mP84/s1600/photo%2863%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S-MZOmnxs9I/AAAAAAAAAoo/f5BCpS3mP84/s320/photo%2863%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I can't wait to eat it for dinner when I go into work tonight. For those that are wanting to be in the "know",&amp;nbsp; chicken afritada is baseically a chicken and/or pork dish that is tomato based with potatoes, peas, and carrots. Oh yeah, and us Filipino's for some odd reason are obsessed with putting hot dogs or vienna sausages in our foods. So, with tradition, I put some hot dogs in my chicken afritada. But, ah, only the best hot dogs! They were cut up &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nathansfamous.com/PageFetch/"&gt;Nathan's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; hot dogs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-174102874953438982?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/174102874953438982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=174102874953438982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/174102874953438982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/174102874953438982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/05/ahh-finally-something-semi-worthy-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S-MYlx9rvhI/AAAAAAAAAog/ZLFUinuLdcQ/s72-c/photo%2862%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-4107363731217037440</id><published>2010-03-24T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T11:04:01.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone's Junk is Another Person's Treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Yesterday afternoon I made a trip to our local Goodwill in hopes of finding some good treasures. I love shopping at thrift stores. Just love it. Love it even more after reading blogs that give a breath of fresh new life to an old pieces of furniture.I just feel so inspired to do the same exact thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;On this trip, I was in search of a fruit bowl. I was getting tired of seeing our fruit in its plastic bags sitting on the counter. Plus it was starting to get in the way. I blame it on the hubs for purchasing a 5lb bag of naval oranges.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So, with an item in mind, I went and came out with this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6pPfgPGDtI/AAAAAAAAAn8/nU5it78IpjY/s1600/photo%2857%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6pPfgPGDtI/AAAAAAAAAn8/nU5it78IpjY/s320/photo%2857%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I also snagged a couple of vases for $0.50! This one is sitting on our mantel for the time being. I can't wait to purchase some nice looking succulents to put them in. But, I'm sure that it can function as a bowl to put things in like paperclips/rubberbands on your desk or cotton swabs/cotton balls in your bathroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6pSLkfHlMI/AAAAAAAAAoE/kEs4mzQyu-8/s1600/photo%2858%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6pSLkfHlMI/AAAAAAAAAoE/kEs4mzQyu-8/s320/photo%2858%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6pTc9yPjSI/AAAAAAAAAoM/9vvQfhfbbxE/s1600/photo%2859%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6pTc9yPjSI/AAAAAAAAAoM/9vvQfhfbbxE/s320/photo%2859%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Do you enjoy shopping at thrift stores? What have you purchased that is your absolute favorite? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-4107363731217037440?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4107363731217037440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=4107363731217037440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4107363731217037440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4107363731217037440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/03/someones-junk-is-another-persons.html' title='Someone&apos;s Junk is Another Person&apos;s Treasure'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6pPfgPGDtI/AAAAAAAAAn8/nU5it78IpjY/s72-c/photo%2857%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-4036587290833125889</id><published>2010-03-23T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T11:05:49.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting' out of dodge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I just can't get enough of this yummy weather we've been getting here. Every time it's my day off, I try to get up early and soak up all the sun I can get! I feel as though Mr. Rain is going to make his appearance soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Yesterday was one of those days. Even though, I worked the night before, I was determined to not stay home and head on out to one of my favorite places to hang on a beautiful day--- 4th Street in Berkeley, CA. They have a slew of little shops and restaurants allowing you to&amp;nbsp; just walk around and peruse. My most favorite stores there is the Crate and Barrel Outlet, Paper Source and ofcourse, Anthropologie!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static1.px.yelpcdn.com/bphoto/qRM6lf3smMZBMn-yuybk3w/l" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="155" src="http://static1.px.yelpcdn.com/bphoto/qRM6lf3smMZBMn-yuybk3w/l" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Maddie got to go to one of her favorite stores,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://georgesf.com/"&gt; George!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;She got to eat up a Lamb treat for free, courtesy of the sales associate that gave her one. I was going to get her some because I noticed that she loved it. But, when I saw that they were $5/lb, I opted to not to. Sorry Maddie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;For the most part, the hubs and I just sat in front of Peet's, people watched and just talked about stuff going on at work and in our lives. It was lovely because we were truly enjoying the day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Where is your favorite place to hang out on a beautiful day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-4036587290833125889?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4036587290833125889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=4036587290833125889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4036587290833125889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4036587290833125889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/03/getting-out-of-dodge.html' title='Getting&apos; out of dodge!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-9169687828409864471</id><published>2010-03-19T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T15:00:56.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia, Sodium Lunches and White Elephants</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It's been nearly 3 years since I've been working 12 hour night shifts and yet, I still haven't established a good sleeping pattern. Last night was my "Monday" after being off for 7 days and just like all of my first nights of working, I end up waking up at either 10:00 am or 11:00 am. Weird though because when it's my days off, I can sleep in all day long. Ugh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Today, I am taking in a high sodium packed lunch today! Oh yes. It's the good ole' Cup of Noodles pre-packaged soups and some fried up pot stickers that were leftover in the freezer. There's something about finishing the food in our freezer and/or refrigerator that gives me satisfaction. Do you get like that sometimes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6Px_OZtfJI/AAAAAAAAAns/5iTx7lUjtkM/s1600-h/photo%2855%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6Px_OZtfJI/AAAAAAAAAns/5iTx7lUjtkM/s320/photo%2855%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6PzaJ1dfqI/AAAAAAAAAn0/DmdKY7qs0T4/s1600-h/photo%2856%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6PzaJ1dfqI/AAAAAAAAAn0/DmdKY7qs0T4/s200/photo%2856%29.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; The top of my tupperware looks like this and I just love the mini quote that's on it. If you can't see it, it reads, " I Wish That It is a Good Day Today." Gotta love, it yes? That's what I pray what my nights at work will be. Lately, we've been experiencing sick calls, medical leaves, and family leave which is unfortunately leaving us short handed. It makes for an ugly night, hence the reasoning for my mornings coming home to a cold beer in hand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I purchased this cute tupperware at the Japanese Dollar Store in South San Francisco called &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daiso-sangyo.co.jp/english/"&gt;Daiso&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; It's not entirely a dollar store, but majority of their products are relatively cheap. I love this store for its quirky Japanese inventions, little cutesy bento boxes, classic tea cups that could easily be gifted for a White Elephant Christmas party. Trust me, you'll be the most admired person there as your gift has the most class. Hah! Yah'll know what I'm talking about right? I can count the amount of times wherein I've received some " WTF" gifts from White Elephant parties.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Anyways, going into work tonight for night 2/4. I'm nearly there!!! Hope everyone has a wonderful Friday tonight and safe weekend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-9169687828409864471?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/9169687828409864471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=9169687828409864471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/9169687828409864471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/9169687828409864471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/03/insomnia-sodium-lunches-and-white.html' title='Insomnia, Sodium Lunches and White Elephants'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6Px_OZtfJI/AAAAAAAAAns/5iTx7lUjtkM/s72-c/photo%2855%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-2666616985040310683</id><published>2010-03-18T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T12:26:33.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My current food addiction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm currently addicted to the uncooked tortillas at Costco.&amp;nbsp; You get 40 uncooked tortillas for $6 and change. T.O.T.A.L.L.Y worth it! You can find them in the freezer section. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6J6b40ynJI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Co5nk_fu6i4/s1600-h/photo%2852%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6J6b40ynJI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Co5nk_fu6i4/s200/photo%2852%29.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So easy to make too. You get a pan, heat it up, put the uncooked tortilla in the pan. When it starts to puff up a little, that means its time to turn it over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It'll look like this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6J8HNjLpzI/AAAAAAAAAnc/SgYwfc0uhVY/s1600-h/photo%2853%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6J8HNjLpzI/AAAAAAAAAnc/SgYwfc0uhVY/s200/photo%2853%29.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The hubs and I decide to make fish taco's with these. We cheat . We buy fishsticks. But this time, we decided to look up the recipe for &lt;a href="http://www.rubios.com/"&gt;Rubio's&lt;/a&gt; infamous white sauce that they put in their fish taco's. There were a gazillion recipes found on good ole' trusty Google, and I settled upon this &lt;a href="http://www.examiner.com/x-14984-Chain-Restaurant-Examiner%7Ey2009m8d5-Rubios-white-sauce-recipe"&gt;one.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;With a squirt of fresh lime, some shredded cabbage and ofcourse, cilantro they mimicked &lt;a href="http://www.rubios.com/"&gt;Rubio's&lt;/a&gt; fish taco's. Well, in my head it did and it totally satisfied my craving.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't these look great?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6J8ZkM5bPI/AAAAAAAAAnk/jU5iP_r1JCU/s1600-h/photo%2854%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6J8ZkM5bPI/AAAAAAAAAnk/jU5iP_r1JCU/s320/photo%2854%29.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/7056741585041091372-2666616985040310683?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2666616985040310683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=2666616985040310683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2666616985040310683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2666616985040310683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-current-food-addiction.html' title='My current food addiction.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6J6b40ynJI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Co5nk_fu6i4/s72-c/photo%2852%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-9074811324383401498</id><published>2010-03-18T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T10:21:44.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Green!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;No green was worn yesterday on my part.&amp;nbsp; Instead, I wore black and grey. Surprised that no one embarked on the opportunity at the local Target to pinch me. Unlike my little brother who wrote on this on his facebook update: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Got pinched by someone I don't know. That's just askin to get punched in the face. Hell nah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;But, I couldn't help but start my morning off on the right foot! I drank my cup of coffee in a really green mug. I felt pretty " in the spirit" while drinking from it, I gotta say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6JdWQwmxxI/AAAAAAAAAm0/bXEOTUg4GyQ/s1600-h/photo%2848%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6JdWQwmxxI/AAAAAAAAAm0/bXEOTUg4GyQ/s200/photo%2848%29.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6JelhtY--I/AAAAAAAAAm8/C5jRd2tYgl0/s1600-h/photo%2849%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6JelhtY--I/AAAAAAAAAm8/C5jRd2tYgl0/s200/photo%2849%29.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; In commencement of the holiday, the husband decides to purchase a pre-marinated Harris ranch corn beef brisket. We decided to put it in the slower cooker and let it do its thing for 6 hours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm not really a fan of the corn beef brisket, aside from the canned stuff. I could never acquire the taste for it. So, as the corn beef cooked in our house, I was getting nauseated by the smell of it.&amp;nbsp; Throughout the day, I thought about calling up the husband to get me some chow mein on his way home. But, I decided to suck it up, aka, save $$, and eat it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6JfhuoGDmI/AAAAAAAAAnE/VLwBocLMhRo/s1600-h/photo%2850%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6JfhuoGDmI/AAAAAAAAAnE/VLwBocLMhRo/s200/photo%2850%29.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Here's how it all looked on my plate. The verdict? I still don't like corned beef. I'm wondering if it has to do with the premarinated version. Maybe if we buy a corn beef that is plain and we season it ourselves, maybe it will taste better? Thank goodness for the mashed potatoes that I made. They turned out very creamy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;We almost went to our local froyo place to grab some Irish Mint yogurt, but thinking it was St. Patty's day, I knew there was going to be a hoard of drunken college students in the midtown area and no parking.&amp;nbsp; So, I leave you with a picture of Maddie with her new green fleece jacket that my mom and dad bought her at our local 2nd Saturday Art Walk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6JgInGeHAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/fC1De9jpdyI/s1600-h/photo%2851%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6JgInGeHAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/fC1De9jpdyI/s320/photo%2851%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-9074811324383401498?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/9074811324383401498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=9074811324383401498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/9074811324383401498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/9074811324383401498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/03/going-green.html' title='Going Green!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S6JdWQwmxxI/AAAAAAAAAm0/bXEOTUg4GyQ/s72-c/photo%2848%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-7343996207597797246</id><published>2010-03-16T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T13:55:47.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I'm finally receiving beautiful weather on my off days from work. It was so miserable having to work on days when the weather was gorgeous but then having ugly rainy weather on my off days. Made for a gloomy me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S5_tHjVTRvI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Fl4BCiMkwz4/s1600-h/photo%2845%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S5_tHjVTRvI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Fl4BCiMkwz4/s320/photo%2845%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Our backyard is getting me very excited for the Spring and upcoming Summer. I now understand and can bond even more with my mother when it comes to planting flowers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Today, I purchased a couple of Spanish Lavender plants and planted them in my new IKEA ceramic pots. A steal of a bargain I tell yah! Only $5.99! Thank you MOM for informing me of this lovely deal. I think I may need to swing by the local IKEA and pick me up some more ceramic pots.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S5_u-8EFjWI/AAAAAAAAAmk/3aLNyzSvRLY/s1600-h/photo%2846%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S5_u-8EFjWI/AAAAAAAAAmk/3aLNyzSvRLY/s200/photo%2846%29.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;While planting, I noticed that our corner Cherry Blossom tree is starting to produce some cute flowers. Yay!!! It just these little things that make me smile and just want to enjoy the beautiful day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This is my first time to garden and I'm quite nervous that I may really suck at it. But, at the same time, I'm excited to see what I can learn about the plants and see how they turn out during the Spring and Summer months.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Have you guys gotten into planting recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-7343996207597797246?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7343996207597797246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=7343996207597797246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/7343996207597797246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/7343996207597797246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-fever.html' title='Spring Fever'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S5_tHjVTRvI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Fl4BCiMkwz4/s72-c/photo%2845%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-4282204054075908712</id><published>2010-03-09T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T10:10:37.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I've decided to give Skinny Jeans a second chance. I don't know why.&amp;nbsp; But, it's really the only way I can sport my boots.&amp;nbsp; Really.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Over the weekend, I visited&lt;a href="http://oldnavy.gap.com/"&gt; Old Navy&lt;/a&gt; to purchase a few items for a baby shower I was attending. Once I walked in, why was it that they were having a super duper sale on jeans and summer dresses? Two of my favorite things!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://oldnavy.gap.com/Asset_Archive/ONWeb/Assets/Product/675/675655/quick/on675655-01qlv01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://oldnavy.gap.com/Asset_Archive/ONWeb/Assets/Product/675/675655/quick/on675655-01qlv01.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I ended up purchasing two skinny jeans. A pair of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;" The Diva" skinny jeans in a dark rinse. And another pair that had me reminiscing of my junior high-highschool days because it had a zipper on the side of the pants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://oldnavy.gap.com/Asset_Archive/ONWeb/Assets/Product/480/480941/quick/on480941-06qlv01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://oldnavy.gap.com/Asset_Archive/ONWeb/Assets/Product/480/480941/quick/on480941-06qlv01.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I wore both pairs of the weekend and felt absolutely fat! LOL Still trying to get use to them. I mean, I sorta enjoyed wear them with my boots, but I yeah, not used to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-4282204054075908712?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4282204054075908712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=4282204054075908712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4282204054075908712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4282204054075908712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/03/second-chance.html' title='Second Chance'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-7604480510966220779</id><published>2010-03-09T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T09:16:59.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maddie + Sunbathing + the Vet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I swear this dog never ceases to crack me up every single day. Her thing is when it's super sunny outside in the backyard, she likes to just sit in the sun and just bask in it. I quickly found this trait out when we got our backyard landscaped as I found her sitting in the sun on top of my flowers! F!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This morning, since the sun was out, she prodded me to let her outside because well, what else?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S5aBrmf13-I/AAAAAAAAAmI/TjaW254cD5E/s1600-h/photo%2842%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S5aBrmf13-I/AAAAAAAAAmI/TjaW254cD5E/s320/photo%2842%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She either sits like this or lays down on the bark. Every now and then, she'll change position and just sit. Too freakin' funny, yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S5aCM52l6qI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/jD69JdLWqyg/s1600-h/photo%2843%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S5aCM52l6qI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/jD69JdLWqyg/s320/photo%2843%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Yesterday, I had to bring her to the vet (again) because she developed an infection in here right eye. My suspicions are that she got infected when she went to the All Day Play at the &lt;a href="http://www.waghotels.com/"&gt;Wag Hotel &lt;/a&gt;because a couple days later, I see mucous coming out of her right eye and then later on the day her eye gets red. Ugh, really??? Do I really have to shell out another $100+ to the vet??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I'm just griping because a few months ago we had to bring her to the vet because she had an ear infection. Then a few months before that we had to bring her to the vet because she was vomitting. Thankfully, everything came out normal, but my wallet hated me. Seriously thinking of looking into pet insurance. But, I can't help but think that once we do decide to invest in it, we won't be heading to the vet for years to come. Hah. Isn't that how it always works?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-7604480510966220779?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7604480510966220779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=7604480510966220779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/7604480510966220779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/7604480510966220779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/03/maddie-sunbathing-vet.html' title='Maddie + Sunbathing + the Vet'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S5aBrmf13-I/AAAAAAAAAmI/TjaW254cD5E/s72-c/photo%2842%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-5167822589303146980</id><published>2010-03-03T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T12:26:32.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Alive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Excuse me for the serious drop in blogging. My gosh, I can't believe I let it get this critical. Been more of the lurker these days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Been doing absolutely nothing these past couple of months other than hanging out and working. Hung out with some college friends a few weeks ago. Since we all live all over the place, we figured meeting about halfway would be the best option for us. So, we chose to be like hens at one of my favorite hangouts, &lt;a href="http://acoterestaurant.com/"&gt;A-Cote.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs511.snc3/26861_1359022092770_1148059060_1066328_6736997_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs511.snc3/26861_1359022092770_1148059060_1066328_6736997_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; From their decadent mussels, to their crispy pommes frites, and not to mention yummy cocktails, this place is awesome to enjoy each other's company.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S47Dy8Fyy8I/AAAAAAAAAl4/Wjq2qQfahzo/s1600-h/photo%2840%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S47Dy8Fyy8I/AAAAAAAAAl4/Wjq2qQfahzo/s200/photo%2840%29.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S47Eguno2NI/AAAAAAAAAmA/aKbzmtQNAMg/s1600-h/photo%2841%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S47Eguno2NI/AAAAAAAAAmA/aKbzmtQNAMg/s200/photo%2841%29.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Been baking quite a lot these days. I blame the rain. Oh, the rain, how I despise you. I know, I know. We need it. My backyard plants need it and I have to say that I've noticed a small change. Small blooms are beginning to come out and its making me quite happy. I can't wait for late Spring early Summer to arrive so that I can see how our backyard is really suppose to look like. But, I digress.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S47CijkcPJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/WCKMkZOO6UA/s1600-h/photo%2839%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S47CijkcPJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/WCKMkZOO6UA/s200/photo%2839%29.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Back to baking. Just last night, I made some &lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2007/12/peanut-butter-cookies/"&gt;peanut butter and chocolate chip cookies &lt;/a&gt;to which the recipe was adapted from the infamous &lt;a href="http://magnoliabakery.com/"&gt;Magnolia Bakery &lt;/a&gt;in NYC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; It was posted by &lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/"&gt;Smitten Kitchen &lt;/a&gt;which has posted some pretty good looking recipes. Gotta say, they were pretty darn good. A little sweet for my palette, but dude, thumbs up!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I've also been cooking our dinners at home. Sure, there are plenty of times when I just want to go and eat out, but I think of the money we spent on the groceries and how much money we'll be saving if we just stay in and cook. Le sigh. So, I cook and we eat and I'm satisfied, I guess. No new recipes though. Been rotating the ones that we've enjoyed over the past couple of months. I really want to start cooking more ethnic foods though.&amp;nbsp; Like, more Filipino foods. Gotta hit up the mamasita to learn it though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Maddie is still adorable as ever! Just the other day I took up the opportunity of the " First Time Guest" special at &lt;a href="http://www.waghotels.com/"&gt;Wag Hotel&lt;/a&gt; and dropped her off at the all day play for free since I had two semi long meetings at work.Normally, it's $30 for all day play.&amp;nbsp; At first she was scared when we entered the front doors and shaky too! Gosh, I swear this dog acts abused sometimes. Anyways, when I picked her up later in the day, they told me she warmed up eventually after about 5 minutes and began playing with the other dogs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I love this place. I know I've only experienced it only one time, but I just got a great vibe from the people that work there and the place itself. It's so warm and inviting once you walk in and you don't hear a single bark. The employee showed me a little video she took of Maddie during the playtime just to show me how comfortable she was. That put a smile on my face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-5167822589303146980?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5167822589303146980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=5167822589303146980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5167822589303146980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5167822589303146980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Still Alive.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S47Dy8Fyy8I/AAAAAAAAAl4/Wjq2qQfahzo/s72-c/photo%2840%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-1547739136966514828</id><published>2010-02-05T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T13:30:52.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-Post-Post Christmas Sale Shopping Rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It's been ages since I stepped foot into a &lt;a href="http://wanderingchopsticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/banh-mi-thit-heo-nuong-vietnamese.html"&gt;Kmart.&lt;/a&gt; I don't even know where the nearest &lt;a href="http://wanderingchopsticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/banh-mi-thit-heo-nuong-vietnamese.html"&gt;Kmart &lt;/a&gt;is in my city. I blame the &lt;a href="http://www.walmart.com/"&gt;Walmart &lt;/a&gt;culture. They are everywhere. But, I really wish there were more &lt;a href="http://wanderingchopsticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/banh-mi-thit-heo-nuong-vietnamese.html"&gt;Kmart &lt;/a&gt;stores around me because they have far better products in their store. Always have a soft heart for Miss Martha Stewart. As always her products rock, but man, Miss Jacqueline Smith. Have you guys seen her bedding? Holy Crap. Just like the movie, " Sweet Home Alabama, " I'm going to say, &lt;i&gt;" That Jacqueline Smith sure knows what she's doing."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Anyways, as I digress.... me and my mamasita went to her local &lt;a href="http://www.kmart.com/"&gt;Kmart&lt;/a&gt; because her BFF told her that they were having a 90% sale on their Christmas stuff. Initial reaction: there's just going to be JUNK!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S2yL24Xxt9I/AAAAAAAAAlg/As1vEHbWaD4/s1600-h/photo%2837%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S2yL24Xxt9I/AAAAAAAAAlg/As1vEHbWaD4/s200/photo%2837%29.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oooh, &lt;/i&gt;I was sorely wrong. I scored all this stuff for a whopping $3. Two rolls of Martha Stewart wrapping paper. Could not pass that shiz up for $0.39! WTF? Ridiculous, right? Scored some boxes for like $0.19! Even more ridiculous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It gets worse. So, next door is a&lt;a href="http://www.biglots.com/"&gt; Big Lots.&lt;/a&gt; I'm going to be old school and call them Pick n' Save! Hah! There's my age out the door. Anyways, this past year, I baked a whole lotta' cookies partly due to inspiration from my girlfriends who were also baking during the holidays, but also because I was being thrifty with my $$ this year. I had tons of fun trying out different cookie recipes. Although, I thought they tasted really good at home, I was nervous to give them out for fear that the recipients wouldn't feel the same way. I lack the confidence as I'm a newbie to this whole cookie baking stuff.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S2yNZ4svlUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/VCxhLwMHdrk/s1600-h/photo%2838%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S2yNZ4svlUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/VCxhLwMHdrk/s200/photo%2838%29.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;When it came time to wrap the cookies, I had the difficult time digesting the cost of a tin can. Dear God, $4 for a tin can??? Really? So, instead I purchased little white boxes that wrapped them in pretty ribbon. Ahh, but this time around, I got smart! Found a whole bunch of Christmas tin cans for $0.20! You betcha I filled up my cart with all this clanging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-1547739136966514828?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1547739136966514828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=1547739136966514828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1547739136966514828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1547739136966514828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-post-post-christmas-sale-shopping.html' title='Post-Post-Post Christmas Sale Shopping Rocks!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S2yL24Xxt9I/AAAAAAAAAlg/As1vEHbWaD4/s72-c/photo%2837%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-5628013087902231154</id><published>2010-02-04T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:29:09.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So, last week's menu planning was yet another successful week! My personal favorite of the week were the Banh Mi's, aka, Vietnamese Sandwiches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S2sNcD86G5I/AAAAAAAAAlI/iD6NW8H-FKA/s1600-h/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S2sNcD86G5I/AAAAAAAAAlI/iD6NW8H-FKA/s200/photo.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I think the most important aspect of this sandwich is the bread. The hubs was insistent on purchasing the baguette from the Vietnamese restaurants. When I asked him why can't we just purchase a baguette from the regular grocery store? His response. The bread at the Vietnamese restaurants are way better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;and, Oh, he indeed was right. It was much softer inside and was descently still good the next day! Oh, and the freshness of the bread? Sooo good! They baked it the day we bought it. The price? $1 per baguette! Can't beat that right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In the midst of cooking, we finally managed to put up our solar lights out in our backyard.&amp;nbsp; It's been what? About 6 months since we got them. My wonderful parents spoiled us again and purchased us these lights when they saw that they were on sale!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S2sQwfvm0DI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/vRwnbbawE08/s1600-h/photo%2832%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S2sQwfvm0DI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/vRwnbbawE08/s200/photo%2832%29.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The solar lights come with rechargeable batters inside of them. You would have to put them in areas that have direct sunlight in order for them to recharge during the day and light up at night.&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness for having sun over the weekend because I was a little bit worried that we wouldn't be able to charge them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I did get rather obsessive though. I kept observing during the day from morning to mid afternoon where the sun was shining and where it moved during the day. Hopefully, I didn't disturb our drip system as the hubs pointed out. Wups! Didn't think about that. I guess we'll find out when its time to turn back on the drips!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S2sRLP-DmMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/TTzPfwmOSLc/s1600-h/photo%2836%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S2sRLP-DmMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/TTzPfwmOSLc/s200/photo%2836%29.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Here they are scattered sporadically in our backyard. Unlike the hubs, I knew they were to be scattered around the area. He thought they were to be lined along the cement. I think he was thinking of lights that go in front of your house along the steps. He's such a city boy, I swear!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The lights did light up at night even though they had only 1 day of recharge. The instructions tell you that they need at least 2 days. Phew! Although, they aren't as bright as non-solar lights, they do light up just enough to give light in the backyard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-5628013087902231154?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5628013087902231154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=5628013087902231154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5628013087902231154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5628013087902231154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-last-weeks-menu-planning-was-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S2sNcD86G5I/AAAAAAAAAlI/iD6NW8H-FKA/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-1798862739058017268</id><published>2010-01-24T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:06:06.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Planning is fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The weekly menu planning that I did was a success all around! I do have to admit that I was suppose to cook last Friday, but with working my ass off {literally} at work, I needed a huge break and a cold draft beer. I picked up where I started and continued on with the last two meals of the week though! So, no food wasted. Phew! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;My favorite thus far of last&amp;nbsp; week's menu was the &lt;a href="http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=1160662"&gt;Wasabi &amp;amp; Panko Crusted Pork Chops with Gingered Soy Sauce.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Although I didn't follow the recipe to the T, like I didn't use egg whites and I didn't have any Sherry or Sake on hand. It still came out pretty darn flavorful and I think I'm going to keep this recipe in rotation!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;For the upcoming week, here's the plan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Thursday: &lt;a href="http://wanderingchopsticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/banh-mi-thit-heo-nuong-vietnamese.html"&gt;Vietnamese Sandwiches, aka Banh Mi Thit Heo Nuong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2902922148_fc1b83c3ce.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2902922148_fc1b83c3ce.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I've been craving these sandwiches like no other these days. I think I can seriously eat these every single day. They are &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; good. Let's hope they taste as good as the Vietnamese places where I purchase them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Sunday: &lt;a href="http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=1835298&amp;amp;cookbook_id=5203212"&gt;Thai Coconut Curry Shrimp&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.timeinc.net/recipes/i/recipes/ck/08/09/coconut-shrimp-ck-1835298-l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://img.timeinc.net/recipes/i/recipes/ck/08/09/coconut-shrimp-ck-1835298-l.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Monday:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/chicken-with-artichokes-and-angel-hair?backto=true&amp;amp;backtourl=/photogallery/quick-chicken-recipes#slide_1"&gt;Chicken with Artichokes and Angel Hair Pasta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.marthastewart.com/images/content/pub/everyday_food/2009Q1//med10437_0309_0din001_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://images.marthastewart.com/images/content/pub/everyday_food/2009Q1//med10437_0309_0din001_l.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Tuesday: &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Spinach-Cheese-Manicotti/Detail.aspx"&gt;Spinach Cheese&amp;nbsp; Manicotti&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.media-allrecipes.com/site/allrecipes/area/community/userphoto/big/30768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://images.media-allrecipes.com/site/allrecipes/area/community/userphoto/big/30768.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Wednesday: Flank Steak with Mashed Potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-1798862739058017268?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1798862739058017268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=1798862739058017268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1798862739058017268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1798862739058017268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/01/food-planning-is-fun.html' title='Food Planning is fun!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2902922148_fc1b83c3ce_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-7998052039435869431</id><published>2010-01-16T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T00:00:01.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Control.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The other day I blogged about how I want to start effectively plan out my meals at home.&amp;nbsp; Well today is the day! I officially started the planning and I gotta say that I'm pretty darn proud of myself. Again, let's hope that I can stick with this plan. I'm counting on the fact that I can keep myself accountable by blogging my weekly meals here and then discussing them afterwards.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Since I work night shifts, I only planned the meals on nights when I'm off. Hubby is pretty much on his own on my work nights and I'm not too worried as he can make do on his own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I also tried to plan out meals with ingredients we have at home already and need to use and plus I took the advice of HappeyWifey and stuck to ingredients that are sorta close together in order to avoid going way over budget. Capeesh?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Here's my plan for the week of January 18th-January 24th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Monday:&lt;a href="http://www.cookinglight.com/food/quick-healthy/quick-easy-superfast-asian-recipes-00400000047614/page2.html"&gt; Thai Chicken Saute. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Picture taken from Cooking Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img4.cookinglight.com/i/2007/03/0703p130a-chix_saute-l.jpg?400:400" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://img4.cookinglight.com/i/2007/03/0703p130a-chix_saute-l.jpg?400:400" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Tuesday: &lt;a href="http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=1160662"&gt;Wasabi &amp;amp; Panko Crusted Pork with Gingered Soy Sauce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Picture taken from Cooking Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.timeinc.net/recipes/i/recipes/ck/06/03/wasabi-pork-ck-1160662-l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://img.timeinc.net/recipes/i/recipes/ck/06/03/wasabi-pork-ck-1160662-l.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Friday: Homemade Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I saw this recipe while perusing the food blogs I read. It was a&lt;a href="http://sugarandspice-celeste.blogspot.com/2010/01/pizza-wmushrooms-butternut-squash.html"&gt; pizza recipe&lt;/a&gt; with Cremini Mushrooms, Wilted Spinach, Butternut Squash and Feta Cheese. The picture is really what sold me, otherwise, if I saw this on paper only, I think I'd pass on it because really...it does sound like a hot mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Picture taken from &lt;a href="http://sugarandspice-celeste.blogspot.com/2010/01/pizza-wmushrooms-butternut-squash.html"&gt;Sugar &amp;amp; Spice by Celeste&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lJe2uRUqDlg/S0pOv34hFeI/AAAAAAAACxI/mB-6NnrdQGc/s1600/Spinach-Pizza-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lJe2uRUqDlg/S0pOv34hFeI/AAAAAAAACxI/mB-6NnrdQGc/s200/Spinach-Pizza-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Saturday: Celebrating my Mom's Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Sunday: Turkey Meatloaf with Mashed Potatoes and Veggies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Need I say more? The husband bought a sh*tload of potatoes yesterday and so what better way to use them by making up some whipped potatoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So there you have it folks! My meals planned out for the week! I'm super excited about this. I actually had alot of fun planning out the meals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-7998052039435869431?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7998052039435869431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=7998052039435869431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/7998052039435869431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/7998052039435869431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/01/taking-control.html' title='Taking Control.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lJe2uRUqDlg/S0pOv34hFeI/AAAAAAAACxI/mB-6NnrdQGc/s72-c/Spinach-Pizza-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-8602208349361452472</id><published>2010-01-15T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T00:00:08.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hphotos-snc1.fbcdn.net/hs224.snc1/7122_124947441733_586841733_2411435_880636_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://hphotos-snc1.fbcdn.net/hs224.snc1/7122_124947441733_586841733_2411435_880636_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dinner last night was a success! We actually invited a few guests over because one of them was living in the Phillippines for about a year. There's a slight chance that he may return back to the homeland and thus, we won't be able to see him for God knows how long again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The hubs and I made Japanese Curry and Pork Tonkatsu. All of our guests had never before had the pleasure of eating Japanese Curry so they were really looking forward to the treat.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Unlike, Southern California, Japanese Curry is not really known up in Northern California. I think the closest &lt;a href="http://www.house-foods.com/CurryHouse/storeinfo_cupertino.aspx"&gt;Curry House&lt;/a&gt; is in Cupertino, Ca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S09wnrcs50I/AAAAAAAAAkU/U2UHXdp6Ccs/s1600-h/photo%2834%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S09wnrcs50I/AAAAAAAAAkU/U2UHXdp6Ccs/s200/photo%2834%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;While making dinner, some of us enjoyed a glass or two of some really good white wine. I decided to open up a bottle that one of our good friends gifted us over the Holidays. It was a bottle of 2008 Blackstone Malvasia Bianca, Limited Release. If you like slightly sweet wines, then you may like this one, too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Post dinner, we enjoyed some hot tea and coffee and ofcourse some &lt;a href="http://www.gingerelizabeth.com/"&gt;Ginger Elizabeth chocolates. &lt;/a&gt;It's a little chocolate shop that opened up in midtown Sacramento a few years ago. Cute chocolate boutique. Any woman would do a double take whenever they pass this store.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S09yy6vfsfI/AAAAAAAAAkc/DyNxRLWE47w/s1600-h/photo%2835%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S09yy6vfsfI/AAAAAAAAAkc/DyNxRLWE47w/s200/photo%2835%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I've been dying, &lt;i&gt;quite literally&lt;/i&gt;, to get my butt over there to try and sample a few of their stuff. But, I could just never make it over there. Thankfully, one of our friends brought over a little brown box of chocolates for all of us to sample and enjoy our coffee/tea with.&amp;nbsp; Oooh, I think I was teased with a bit of heaven. Indeed, yes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I just wished that last night's dinner was on a weekend night so that we all could have stayed much longer and gabbed about anything and everything through the night.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Cheers! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-8602208349361452472?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8602208349361452472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=8602208349361452472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8602208349361452472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8602208349361452472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/01/dinner-last-night-was-success-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S09wnrcs50I/AAAAAAAAAkU/U2UHXdp6Ccs/s72-c/photo%2834%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-9149437552655202311</id><published>2010-01-14T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:00:03.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Resolution: Cooking More Often.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Wow, so far this has been 3 posts within a 4 day timespan. Not bad, Stacy... Not Bad. Let's hope that I can keep this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.timeinc.net/recipes/i/recipes/ck/stroganoff-ck-1599646-l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://img.timeinc.net/recipes/i/recipes/ck/stroganoff-ck-1599646-l.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, I tried out a new recipe. It was the &lt;a href="http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=1599646"&gt;Beef Stragonoff from the Cooking Ligh&lt;/a&gt;t website. In the past, I usually make Beef Stragonoff the easy way which was brown up some steak and throw in a can of Cream of Mushroom, a little bit of water, and let it simmer for a half an hour or so. Any of you guys make it this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It was super easy to make and tasted pretty good considering that I didn't add the Dry Sherry and the Fresh Flat Leaf Parlsey (um, why did I just capitalize the first letter of each word? LOL) because I just couldn't find it in my local grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I did feel pretty good about eating it, too! Made it with whole grain egg noodles and low fat sour cream. It was creaaaaaaaamy all the way!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I'm pretty sure that this recipe would be good with grilled chicken, too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This cooking thing has got me thinking. My friend, &lt;a href="http://bernbaby.xanga.com/"&gt;Bernbaby&lt;/a&gt;, subscribes to the Cooking Light magazine and her routine is to choose recipes for the week, go grocery shopping and make a different dish everyday. I really want to try or get somewhat near &lt;a href="http://bernbaby.xanga.com/"&gt;Bernbaby's&lt;/a&gt; routine. It's not only cost effective but more healthier, too!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asianfoodgrocer.com/img/prods/food/season/curry/12005214_curry_medhot_lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.asianfoodgrocer.com/img/prods/food/season/curry/12005214_curry_medhot_lg.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Tonight's dinner is Pork Tonkatsu and Japanese Curry. By the way, if you are in the market for a good Japanese Curry, try out the brand,&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Kokumaru.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;It can be found at your local Asian market or for sure at your local Japanese market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I'll also probably make a heaping bowl of turkey chili since the weather we've been having has been kinda chilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Have you guys started cooking more? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-9149437552655202311?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/9149437552655202311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=9149437552655202311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/9149437552655202311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/9149437552655202311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-resolution-cooking-more-often.html' title='New Resolution: Cooking More Often.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-4681831783909237562</id><published>2010-01-13T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T11:18:41.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs139.snc3/18658_108162805860767_100000011440777_225427_8310355_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs139.snc3/18658_108162805860767_100000011440777_225427_8310355_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over the weekend, I participated in celebrating my sorority sister's, aka running buddy, baby shower.&amp;nbsp; It was held at her parents house and hosted by another one of my sorority sister who is her BFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs159.snc3/18658_108162719194109_100000011440777_225401_1217421_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs159.snc3/18658_108162719194109_100000011440777_225401_1217421_n.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No details were spared as her BFF did an excellent job in decorating the place, providing the yummy food, and creating the games.&amp;nbsp; Heck, Running Buddy even had a sash around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs139.snc3/18658_108162729194108_100000011440777_225404_3237324_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs139.snc3/18658_108162729194108_100000011440777_225404_3237324_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I gotta say that the diaper game where you melt chocolate candy bars in the diaper and guess what candy bar is in them was pretty hard. She pretty much got a few candy bars that looked the same. No Snickers, c'mon??? Guess what though? Appparently, I've been eating way too much candy because I knew what I was talking about! I won! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I won me some $5 Footlonooooooooooooong! Woo to the Hoo! Should come in handy when I'm broke as a joke and need me some lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs159.snc3/18658_108162742527440_100000011440777_225408_3958822_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs159.snc3/18658_108162742527440_100000011440777_225408_3958822_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I gotta say that I loved all the various onsies hanging around the kitchen and family room. They were so cute!!! By the way, she's having a baby girl and honestly, girl clothing are way more cuter than boys. I had the hardest time choosing which outfits to buy her. I wanted to buy Baby A every single item I saw!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs139.snc3/18658_108162759194105_100000011440777_225413_7569150_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs139.snc3/18658_108162759194105_100000011440777_225413_7569150_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;There was so much yummy little finger foods. My personal fave. The homemade potstickers which were running buddy's grandma's recipe. Her grandma gave her the secret recipe and not her mom. Hah. Gotta love that story and awww at the same time that she would give it to her only granddaughter. Running Buddy... do you take orders? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs139.snc3/18658_108163012527413_100000011440777_225485_7468779_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs139.snc3/18658_108163012527413_100000011440777_225485_7468779_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I had a great time spending time with everyone and showering Baby A with plenty of gifts.&amp;nbsp; If you guys are interested, you can follow Running Buddy's pregnancy journey &lt;a href="http://babymac-shanghaigrl.blogspot.com/"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-4681831783909237562?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4681831783909237562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=4681831783909237562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4681831783909237562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4681831783909237562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/01/over-weekend-i-participated-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-723618962791602974</id><published>2010-01-09T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:06:32.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hello There.&lt;/i&gt; Let me re-introduce myself. It’s been a minute too long since I’ve blogged. I blame myself and my mental laziness. I swear, one of my goals for 2010 is to blog more even if I have absolutely nothing to talk about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Let’s see. Ahh yes. Christmas. Well, Christmas was nice. No Holiday cards sent out this year, although we did receive a heaping amount of them this year. I really, really, really wanted to send out Holiday cards and a letter update of our 2009 year, but alas, we had no printer ink and so there went that idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;The hubs and I received a wad of cash from the parents. Needless to say, it’s already gone. Spent it on the house. Got a lovely ledge mantel for our fireplace. I’ve been itching for one all year long and even more in November and December as I wanted to hang our stockings. But, sadly, our stockings were instead hung over our couch and a bit on our front door handle as we didn't get to purchase the mantel until post Christmas. Ahh, maybe next year, yes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0lndPS9pgI/AAAAAAAAAjc/kYNJkDbi5iE/s1600-h/photo%2830%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0lndPS9pgI/AAAAAAAAAjc/kYNJkDbi5iE/s320/photo%2830%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;It’s the &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/40103751"&gt;LACK &lt;/a&gt;wall shelf in black-brown from Ikea. It’s a super steal of a price for $29.99 and much much longer in length compared to Pottery Barn’s maximum of 4 feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;We also purchased a ledger to hold various sizes of framed pictures eventually. Also another steal of a bargain at Ikea for $14.99. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0lqOd4nDEI/AAAAAAAAAjk/3ydvAqpwWzI/s1600-h/photo%2831%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0lqOd4nDEI/AAAAAAAAAjk/3ydvAqpwWzI/s320/photo%2831%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.potterybarn.com/pbimgs/rk/images/dp/products/200952/0088/img36m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://www.potterybarn.com/pbimgs/rk/images/dp/products/200952/0088/img36m.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's comparable to the &lt;a href="http://www.potterybarn.com/products/holman-ledge/?pkey=cwall-organization"&gt;Holman Ledge at Pottery Barn&lt;/a&gt; but much, much more affordable. &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;{Picture taken from Pottery Barn}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0lsLiDc4EI/AAAAAAAAAjs/wdnnPWFG-hE/s1600-h/photo%2832%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0lsLiDc4EI/AAAAAAAAAjs/wdnnPWFG-hE/s200/photo%2832%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;For our entryway, we also purchased a little molding filled with hooks to hang our jackets and for Maddie to hang her leash and harness. It's the &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/20093927"&gt;LEKSVIK rack with hooks from Ikea.&lt;/a&gt; I just had to swoop it up when I saw that it was only $9.99.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;While it ain't no &lt;a href="http://www.potterybarn.com/products/cast-iron-row-of-hooks/?pkey=cwall-organization"&gt;Cast Iron Row of Hooks from Pottery Barn,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;they will do perfectly. I like it, the hubs likes it, and&amp;nbsp; my wallet loves it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I have to say that Ikea has definitely stepped it up these past couple of years. They are the FOREVER 21 version of a furniture store and I absolutely love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Hope everyone is having a great start of a New Year! Here's to having a great 2010! I can't wait! Bring it on, baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-723618962791602974?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/723618962791602974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=723618962791602974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/723618962791602974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/723618962791602974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0lndPS9pgI/AAAAAAAAAjc/kYNJkDbi5iE/s72-c/photo%2830%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-2736252215793306558</id><published>2009-12-21T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T00:18:25.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It has been quite the busy weekend for me.  My weekend began on Thursday. Only had to work 2 nights last week. Yes!!!  I just have to mention again how I love working 12 hour shifts. They are the best! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Let’s start from the beginning shall we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Friday I turned a whopping 34. &lt;b&gt;Big Fat F.&lt;/b&gt; I can’t believe I’m 34 and inching closer and closer into my late  30’s. Life is moving way too fast for me. My mom was right when I was a young 18 year old. She said,  “ Stacy, just you wait. Once you turn 21, it will all go way too fast for you. “ I wanted to grow up so fast so badly. I hate to admit it, but she was so right on the money.  Every year seems to go by faster and faster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs055.snc3/14265_202771141733_586841733_2983805_6401960_s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs055.snc3/14265_202771141733_586841733_2983805_6401960_s.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs075.snc3/14265_203743506733_586841733_2986415_2230776_s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs075.snc3/14265_203743506733_586841733_2986415_2230776_s.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I spent the day with my good friend, &lt;i&gt;No Fear&lt;/i&gt;. We brunched on some French food and ended it with some good ole’ Mexican Hot Chocolate.  I’m so blessed to have No Fear in my life. We spoke for hours  about running, work, relationships, our fears, our doubts. It’s so good to have a friend where you can pour out your heart and soul to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The hubs and I dined at a local restaurant called &lt;a href="http://www.blvdbistro.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Boulevard Bistro&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; It’s located in a part of Sacramento that I would never have thought would hold such a place. No offense, Elk Grove, but when I think of fine dining, it’s really not the first place that comes to mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.frontiernet.net/%7Eboulevardbistro/album/thumb/IMG_0101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://www.frontiernet.net/%7Eboulevardbistro/album/thumb/IMG_0101.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We enjoyed the restaurant very much. It was a good &lt;i&gt;“bang” &lt;/i&gt;for your buck.  I especially enjoyed the cozy warm feeling of the restaurant. It’s a house that was built in 1908. Inside, it still feels and looks like a regular home; just without all the typical furniture of a home. We sat in front of a huge fireplace that had a gorgeous mantel. Poor hubs was taunted every 20 minutes or so about the gorgeous mantel. I've been wanting a mantel for our fireplace and have been saying to him every single day with our Christmas stockings in hand that, " I wish we had a mantel to hang these!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;At times,&amp;nbsp; I did forget that I was in the city of Elk Grove, but when I looked out the window and saw the lighted "open" sign across the street, I was taken back to reality. Dam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs075.snc3/14265_207103591733_586841733_2999201_2076261_s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs055.snc3/14265_207098181733_586841733_2999143_5237430_s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs055.snc3/14265_207098181733_586841733_2999143_5237430_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs075.snc3/14265_205126556733_586841733_2990579_7554091_s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs075.snc3/14265_205126556733_586841733_2990579_7554091_s.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On Saturday, it was my little brother’s college graduation from Sacramento State. He graduated with a BS in Biological Sciences and I’m so happy and proud of him. Attaining a degree is no easy feat. It took him about 6 years, just one year more than me (phew!).  But, he did it and I’m an extremely proud big sister!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs075.snc3/14265_207103591733_586841733_2999201_2076261_s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs075.snc3/14265_207103591733_586841733_2999201_2076261_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;His girlfriend and friends made some pretty cool signs and blew up his graduation picture. I thought it was pretty funny and cute at the same time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On Sunday, we were supposed to attend our annual Christmas gathering with our friends. But, sadly, we couldn’t make it. So bummed about it, but hence there is always next year! I can’t believe that we’ve been keeping up this annual Christmas gathering for quite some time now. I think it’s been over 10 year now and we still manage to gather even with all of life’s changes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs055.snc3/14265_207058646733_586841733_2998932_6824707_s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs055.snc3/14265_207058646733_586841733_2998932_6824707_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs055.snc3/14265_207057276733_586841733_2998913_6028788_s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs055.snc3/14265_207057276733_586841733_2998913_6028788_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I pretty much spent the day baking all day on Sunday.  I don’t think I ever baked this much in my entire life! It was fun though. I made a batch of Mexican Wedding cookies that I’ve been dying to try. I even contemplated making these as our wedding favors. What stopped me is the thought of baking a gazillion of them a week before the wedding. I didn’t want to deal with the stress. I also made &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/giada-de-laurentiis/florentines-recipe2/index.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giada’s Florentine Sandwich cookies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Instead of using semi-sweet chocolate, I used Nutella. Can’t go wrong with that right? Finally, I had to make some good old fashioned chocolate chip cookies. They looked pretty basic when paired next to the other two cookies, but I’ve been wanting to make them for some time and drink a heaping glass of cold milk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I’ll be working  the next three nights, but I do get to have Christmas day and the day after off! I can’t believe Christmas is literally just around the corner. I have a few more Christmas gifts to purchase and probably will do that all tomorrow. I’m crazy, I know. But hopefully, it won’t be as crowded. Here’s to wishful thinking! Pray for me, please! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-2736252215793306558?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2736252215793306558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=2736252215793306558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2736252215793306558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2736252215793306558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-has-been-quite-busy-weekend-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-3757817488401539604</id><published>2009-12-11T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:27:46.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reminders.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last night at work, I had the hardest time getting through the first portion of my rounds. I don't think anyone can get over the passing of their close loved ones no matter how much time has passed. At least, that's what I think.&amp;nbsp; The pain with time eases, but the emotions of missing them seems to just increase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The passing of my grandma happened &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://stacert.xanga.com/608816294/item/"&gt;2 years ago&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;this past August and there's not a day where I don't think of her. Whether it be for a few seconds, minutes, or hours. The thought of her always passes through my mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It doesn't help that I work in a hospital. A hospital in which majority of the patient census is elder senior citizens. I enjoy working with these patients as I love hearing their stories and watching them light up as they reminisce about their younger days. But, there are times when just for a moment, I look at their wrinkles fingers and hands or even their eyes and see my grandmother.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs191.snc1/6412_1199238063426_1302764109_576712_8221556_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs191.snc1/6412_1199238063426_1302764109_576712_8221556_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I. Miss. Her. So. Much. Last night just made me miss her so much more. It's the things that I see family and friends do when its time to say their goodbye's that makes me miss her even more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;One example was when I witnessed a mother that is just a few years younger than my own mother to which death was nearing and her children were calling their relatives and allowing those relatives to say their goodbye's to her. Hearing the caller's crys and words expressed to their mother made me well up with tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I couldn't help but think of when my own mother was doing the same thing for her mother. She too, held the phone to her mother's ears to allow some of our relatives who were far, far, away to say their goodbye's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Grandma, if its true what most people say which is that you are looking after us all the time, I just want to say that I truly missed you even more last night. It was so hard to get through work at times without breaking down. I wanted to give that family a hug and tell that I know how they felt and what they were going through. Regretfully, I didn't. I wish I had the strength and courage to have said what I felt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-3757817488401539604?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3757817488401539604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=3757817488401539604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3757817488401539604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3757817488401539604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/12/reminders.html' title='The Reminders.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-2175614263217867487</id><published>2009-12-09T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:48:15.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Glad to be Home.</title><content type='html'>It's been a whirl of a weekend. I'm so happy to be back in the comforts of my own home and bed for that matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start how my weekend went shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hubs and I went to Las Vegas so that I could partake in my 2nd Half Marathon of the year. I don't know what I was thinking to schedule two half marathons one month apart. Who does that? Oh that's right. Me. Ofcourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read about my race &lt;a href="http://moderndayrunner.blogspot.com/"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we returned, we made a quick stop home because over the weekend, we received a phone call that our house alarm inadvertently sounded off. It's pretty frustrating to be hundreds of miles away and receive a phone call from the alarm people and tell us that they aren't quite sure why the alarm went off. Why the hell are we paying you then? Morons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hubs graciously asked if they can have the police swing by to make sure everything is okay and fortunately, everything was okay. The house is secure! But, we just wanted to see for ourselves before we headed off to my parents house to pick up Maddie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, our front door was locked and nothing was taken away. Phew! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so excited to see Maddie. I always miss her whenever I leave out of town. She's starting to get along better with my parents little dog, Jordan. Err, I mean, Jordan is starting to "tolerate" Maddie more. I don't blame him. She's like a gazillion times bigger than him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even begun decorating our house for the holidays. So far, I have a snowman rug outside and a Christmas runner on our table. Just purchased a fresh wreath at Trader Joe's for $11.99 and wondered if I should have splurged a few dollars and got the eucalyptus one instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, we can get our tree this weekend. My parents are going to give us their 9ft fake tree that they hardly use as we were telling them that we want to invest in a fake tree. Hey, I'll take it. It's beats fighting the crowd post Christmas and hello, it's FREE!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are the Holiday decorations coming along in your household? Are you like me and have like a handful of items up or are you already way ahead of me and have a slew of stuff hanging all over your house?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-2175614263217867487?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2175614263217867487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=2175614263217867487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2175614263217867487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2175614263217867487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-glad-to-be-home.html' title='So Glad to be Home.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-4449324266849288352</id><published>2009-11-24T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:19:31.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Second Chance of Life.</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, I work as a Registered Respiratory Therapist. Since the summer, we have been hit with the H1N1 and I have to admit that at times, I would get scared of this H1N1 epidemic because of how fast it can affect your body and sometimes cause the patient to deteriorate quickly and/or expire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v253/134/51/586841733/s586841733_606819_7612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v253/134/51/586841733/s586841733_606819_7612.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In September, we had a patient come into our ER. I remember working this night and my friend/coworker, " No Fear" was working the ER. I think I had the floors that night. Anyways, she was just in disbelief how a patient that was experiencing the usual flu-cold symptoms comes in with extreme weakness, shortness of breath and lungs that appear so shot on the xray that we were already wondering if he was even going to make it the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This patient was in our hospital for 30 days. We aggressively treated him respiratory wise by placing him on all kinds of machines in order to assist him with his illness. Some of these machines we don't often use at our hospital, so it was quite the adrenaline rush at times to have to monitor these machines on a patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, fortunately, the patient survived and wanted to personally thank the staff in the ICU that cared for him. What better way to do it than by bringing in with him a news crew! Two of my coworkers are in here. One of them being our Clinical Coordinator who had absolutely no clue that she was being filmed. Odd because there's like a huge camera in your face. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'd just thought I'd post this touching story as I am just so happy that this patient was able to pull through and spend the holidays with his family in his own home and get a second chance to live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.kcra.com/video/21658631/index.html"&gt; click&lt;/a&gt; here to view this special occasion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-4449324266849288352?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4449324266849288352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=4449324266849288352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4449324266849288352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4449324266849288352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/second-chance-of-life.html' title='A Second Chance of Life.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-4687256007957593831</id><published>2009-11-23T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T12:41:06.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Day is fast approaching.</title><content type='html'>Last year, since we just purchased our first home and got married that year, we figured, why not host a Thanksgiving mealat our house. I didn't realize how much work goes into hosting a Thanksgiving feast. Like, I&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; didn't realize.  So much cooking and cleaning and good Lord, the post cleaning and the impaction of your refrigerator. Good God! How does one stay sane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; During the week of, we did a lot of cutting and cleaning.  It didn't help much either that I had to work majority of that week,too! The night before, the hubs and I prepped the turkey with the whole brining method and hoping for the best that it turns out ok. It was our first time preparing and cooking a turkey and so you can say we were a bit nervous of what the outcome would be since, afterall, it is the main star of the meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, Thanksgiving is "thankfully" at my parents house. It's usually is and has been for many, many years at their house. Phew! Took the pressure off of us. Plus, I'm glad it's back at their house as their house is a midway point for everyone. Poor family last year had to endure a 3 hour drive up to Sacramento at a snail pace. I handed them a beer once they came through the door as they looked like they needed one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see my family as it's always quite the fun event. We drink, play games, watch tv, sing karaoke, talk, gossip, and just pretty much lounge and enjoy each others company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's Thanksgiving for you this year? Will you be hosting it at your house? Are you making any entrees, appetizers, desserts for Thanksgiving?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-4687256007957593831?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4687256007957593831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=4687256007957593831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4687256007957593831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4687256007957593831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/turkey-day-is-fast-approaching.html' title='Turkey Day is fast approaching.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-4736471899016801318</id><published>2009-11-22T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:38:04.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend.</title><content type='html'>This past weekend was a semi- eventful weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining on Friday but it didn't stop me from going out shopping. I remember seeing an advertisement in the Sunday paper a week ago for &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.worldmarket.com/home/index.jsp"&gt;Wo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.worldmarket.com/home/index.jsp"&gt;rld Market.&lt;/a&gt; They were selling mugs that replicated the to-go mugs for $7.99. I've always wanted one of those mugs and nearly bought the one that sells at Paper Source for $20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwoNc3DhU-I/AAAAAAAAAiA/_aUQjdQihR8/s1600/photo%2825%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwoNc3DhU-I/AAAAAAAAAiA/_aUQjdQihR8/s200/photo%2825%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407149092077917154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, off I went to WM in search of those mugs. They had a solid a red and green ones and a odd looking plaid one. If only the plaid one was in much better colors, like umm, Burberry plaid colors? Right? That would make a pretty delicious looking cup. I should write to WM and let them know this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snagged one for myself and two more for Christmas presents. Wanting them to be used year round, I got all green mugs even though I loved the red mug. I'm a sucker for the red cups at Starbucks.  But, I knew getting the green mug would be the perfect call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mugs are porceline and have a silicone top. It's also dishwasher and microwaveable safe. Love that!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I ran my very first 10K race. If you are at all interested, you can read about it &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://moderndayrunner.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Slept pretty much majority of the day once I got home from the race which made  Saturday a big fat dunce. Oh wells, there's always Sunday right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Sunday  I woke up to make a heaping pot of Colombian coffee and enjoyed it in one of my newest mugs,  a San Francisco mug. I found out that S&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwoKuUw7TNI/AAAAAAAAAh4/OsOOfFWiR_w/s1600/photo%2824%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwoKuUw7TNI/AAAAAAAAAh4/OsOOfFWiR_w/s200/photo%2824%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407146093575883986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tarbucks puts out each year a series of collection mugs for  cities. You can only purchase them in those designated cities. So far, I've collected Sacramento, San Francisco, and most recently because the hubs visited Chicago for a speech, I got Chicago! They also have state mugs, too! Ofcourse, I have the California one already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran a lot of errands on Sunday. After running the 10K on Saturday, I've realized that I am in super dire need of outdoor winter&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwoOW_vLkWI/AAAAAAAAAiI/sm7NTK-tfkU/s1600/photo%2826%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwoOW_vLkWI/AAAAAAAAAiI/sm7NTK-tfkU/s200/photo%2826%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407150090840936802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; running clothes. So, we headed to the Nike outlets and I guess it was meant to be because they were having a pretty good sale! Additional 30% off all the clearance items as well as some other items around the store which so happen to be the items that I really liked. Score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got two pairs of micro fit/dri fit pants, two long sleeve dri fit shirts and a headband to keep my little ears warm for $2.49! I've never worn a ear war&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwoQbaSdO1I/AAAAAAAAAig/nIWQ5dGQy90/s1600/photo%2828%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwoQbaSdO1I/AAAAAAAAAig/nIWQ5dGQy90/s200/photo%2828%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407152365710949202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mer before and I'm not sure how to wear them, so I tried it out in front of my bathroom mirror. I think I need to fiddle with this warmer, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we headed to another WM location because I wanted to see if they had another pattern for those mugs in which they didn't have at the first WM location that I went to. Boo, they sold out on a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwoPfjihtVI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/exju7E4_PwI/s1600/photo%2827%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwoPfjihtVI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/exju7E4_PwI/s200/photo%2827%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407151337402119506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ll of the mugs. Couldn't believe it. So, I ended up just mosing around and found these lick- your- lips hot chocolate flavors! They are $1.99 each and I think, that is, if they taste as good as they sound, I am going to include them with the mugs I bought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-4736471899016801318?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4736471899016801318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=4736471899016801318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4736471899016801318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4736471899016801318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend.html' title='The Weekend.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwoNc3DhU-I/AAAAAAAAAiA/_aUQjdQihR8/s72-c/photo%2825%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-1718140645893364647</id><published>2009-11-17T10:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T10:21:30.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Roundup.</title><content type='html'>Super busy weekend this past weekend. I was able to switch shifts with a coworker to&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:5hGJbnFzn8aAyM:http://images.dailyradar.com/media/uploads/mma/story_large/2009/09/12/pacquiao_vs_cotto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 89px;" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:5hGJbnFzn8aAyM:http://images.dailyradar.com/media/uploads/mma/story_large/2009/09/12/pacquiao_vs_cotto.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; get Saturday off so that I could host and watch Manny Pacquiao kick Cotto's bootay!!!! It sure was a great fight and glad that it lasted 12 whole rounds. It's really true that when Pacquiao fights, the Philippines stops. Every single Filipino is watching the fight, literally. Not to mention, constantly updating their Facebook while watching the fight. Hilarious comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosting a family gathering is no joke. While I enjoy having the family over and noshing on good, the cleanup is always the aftermath of it all. Dam, there was so many dishes and pots and pans to clean. Ugh. I'm still trying to clean up the mess we made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents brought&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwLnfqm_nzI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PuS_PGLCPgE/s1600/photo%2817%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwLnfqm_nzI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PuS_PGLCPgE/s200/photo%2817%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405137033997819698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; over a couple of succulent plants for me. I decided to display them in the front of the house. So pretty! I love succulent plants. The best part, you don't have to water them as often. Hopefully, I kill them even with the lack of watering that they need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target boots came in last night. While I like the way they look, I am not liking the shortness of them. They fit just above my ankle. Wish they were &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwLoe1AnDII/AAAAAAAAAhI/m2NtE21ER_4/s1600/photo%2818%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwLoe1AnDII/AAAAAAAAAhI/m2NtE21ER_4/s200/photo%2818%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405138119121374338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just a little bit higher. Should&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwLpIqVnwSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/_oJ56q2O05Q/s1600/photo%2819%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwLpIqVnwSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/_oJ56q2O05Q/s200/photo%2819%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405138837811216674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; have purchased the taller ones. But, I'm going to give them a whirl out on the streets or play with them with various outfits and decide if I want to keep them or not. They are comfy, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just get the UGGS. Ugh, dammit!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-1718140645893364647?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1718140645893364647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=1718140645893364647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1718140645893364647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1718140645893364647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend-roundup.html' title='Weekend Roundup.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SwLnfqm_nzI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PuS_PGLCPgE/s72-c/photo%2817%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-2382828449270295076</id><published>2009-11-12T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T13:27:39.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking and Days Off.</title><content type='html'>When I am on my 7 days off from work, it's the time me and the hubs cooks and sometimes try different recipes for the first time. I think after living together for a year, I've developed a system when he cooks. I try to clean up as much as I can when he cooks. I'm basically his assistant per say. I remember in the beginning of us living together, I was wide eyed with the amount of mess he makes in one sitting while cooking. So, now, I just bite my lip (at least I try to at times!) and just clean up as he cooks. I sometimes, pray that he'll just adapt to this way of cooking and cleaning through the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this week we tried two new recipe's.  There was a sale on the sirloin beef at the local market and the hubs brings home 4 pounds worth of the meat. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decide to try out&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/sandra-lee/crispy-orange-beef-with-broccoli-recipe/index.html"&gt; Sandra Lee's Crispy Orange Beef with Broccoli&lt;/a&gt;. I've never made a Sandra Lee recipe before, although I've watched her show countless times on the Food Network. Whenever I watch her show, I always think to myself, " why couldn't I think of that?" She never fails to come up with clever way to come up with recipes and this Crispy Orange Beef with Broccoli is one that doesn't disappoint! Its definitely a "fake out" of Chinese food and easily satisfies your craving for Chinese food in my opinion. We loved, err I loved it so much that we made it two nights in a row!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No picture was taken of our meal, but trust me, it was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we tried a Thai Peanut Turkey Burger. After reading about&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3614/3318509994_30ce5304a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 186px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3614/3318509994_30ce5304a2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this delicious recipe on &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.kimberlymichelle.com/"&gt;KimberlyMichelle's blog&lt;/a&gt;, I made sure to bookmark the recipe and try it. The picture isn't mines, but is taken from the website of &lt;a href="http://agoodappetite.blogspot.com/2009/03/peanut-turkey-burger.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A Good Appetite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure was good. The hub was trying to figure out what the flavors reminded him of. After a few bites, he realized that it reminded him of a gyoza dumpling sans the yummy wrapper. Just the inside of the gyoza. I suspect it has to do with the fresh ginger I grated in it. Maybe, I put too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you and your husband cook often? Who does the majority of the cooking in your household? Do you like to experiment with different recipes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-2382828449270295076?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2382828449270295076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=2382828449270295076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2382828449270295076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2382828449270295076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/cooking-and-days-off.html' title='Cooking and Days Off.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3614/3318509994_30ce5304a2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-1073870498088366350</id><published>2009-11-11T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T07:37:52.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Cute for Words.</title><content type='html'>I'm a honest to God, cross my heart, true sucker when it comes to little details. So, when I saw this on &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://howaboutorange.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How About Orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I smiled warmly. How can you not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/Svm_Owtse1I/AAAAAAAADjQ/Ch-j-bB4w6M/s400/Latte-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/Svm_Owtse1I/AAAAAAAADjQ/Ch-j-bB4w6M/s400/Latte-love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's an easily attainable detail to do. She uses a plastic lid that she got from her local deli and cut out the words using an exacto-knife. Hmmmm, I still have a lid from the potato salad I bought from our grocery store. What shall I write?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-1073870498088366350?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1073870498088366350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=1073870498088366350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1073870498088366350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1073870498088366350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/too-cute-for-words.html' title='Too Cute for Words.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXG-O0Gal_o/Svm_Owtse1I/AAAAAAAADjQ/Ch-j-bB4w6M/s72-c/Latte-love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-1816608635024891276</id><published>2009-11-10T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T11:01:28.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Steal of a Bargain.</title><content type='html'>I've been digging the knit boots by UGG for a few years now. But, I just can't seem to muster myself to pr&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:iqwqLvfaOgNsWM:http://www.splendicity.com/shoeblitz/files/2007/11/ugg-cardy-grey-boot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 105px;" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:iqwqLvfaOgNsWM:http://www.splendicity.com/shoeblitz/files/2007/11/ugg-cardy-grey-boot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;op down the $139 for them. I already have two pairs of UGGS that I barely use. I think I'm traumatized from them a bit because the last time I wore them, I was watching a movie and suddenly in the middle of the movie, I became extremely hot. Like hot enough to take off my boots. Thank goodness that your feet doesn't sweat in UGGS, but still. I felt weird taking my boots off in a movie theater. Don't worry. I didn't lay my naked feet on the floor. I put them on top of my boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51jg4xUHXAL._AA260_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 172px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51jg4xUHXAL._AA260_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on a whim, I decided to check out Target's boots. Lately, they've been having some cute shoes. Guess what I found! Their version of the knit boots. I couldn't believe it. It's called&lt;a href="http://www.target.com/MUK-LUKS-Horizontal-Rib-Boot/dp/B002GZN1OE/ref=br_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;frombrowse=1&amp;amp;searchView=grid5&amp;amp;searchNodeID=370189011&amp;amp;node=370189011&amp;amp;searchRank=pmrank&amp;amp;searchPage=5&amp;amp;searchSize=30&amp;amp;id=MUK%20LUKS%20Horizontal%20Rib%20Boot"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Muk Luks Horizontal Tree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and they sell for $44.99. A huge steal, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also have them in a&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.target.com/Concetta-Sweater-Bootie-Slippers-Brown/dp/B0024UXH86/ref=pd_ecc_rvi_2"&gt; lower cut&lt;/a&gt; which is &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51B5yCJnN9L._AA260_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 158px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51B5yCJnN9L._AA260_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what I purchased. They sell for $18.99. Even though, they are called "booty slippers," you can still wear them outside as they have a hard surface on the bottom of the shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only down part is that they don't come other colors. The lower cut comes in just one other color and that is creme. I wished they came in black or grey. But oh wells. I can't complain given the price. Hopefully, when they arrive, I'll instantly like them as I did when I first saw them online. A full post boot report will be posted shortly. I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-1816608635024891276?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1816608635024891276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=1816608635024891276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1816608635024891276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1816608635024891276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/steal-of-bargain.html' title='A Steal of a Bargain.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-899692604840407130</id><published>2009-11-09T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T09:03:58.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backyard is done!</title><content type='html'>Our backyard is done. Yaaaaay!!!! So happy to be looking outside to trees and plants, instead of dirt and weeds. The even better part, Maddie can go out and do her biznatch-- privately! For a year, we've been taking &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SvhILx3h_wI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Qm4hw8FM-uU/s1600-h/IMG_0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SvhILx3h_wI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Qm4hw8FM-uU/s200/IMG_0824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402147120232922882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her outside to the front lawn and I would get embarrassed when people would walk by and see her do this. It's bad enough that our lawn showed it, too! We would have random yellow patches on the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stain lady did a really good job. She's a one woman worker and I can't imagine how she does lots that are way bigger than ours alone. Much kudo's to her! Thank you, stain lady. You rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture that is in front of our door.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SvhI-lafjJI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/CJ2KspwfZFc/s1600-h/IMG_0825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SvhI-lafjJI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/CJ2KspwfZFc/s200/IMG_0825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402147993063230610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I caught Maddie doing "sprints" back and forth and through the bark causing some of the bark to get loose onto the cement. Oh yeah, also caught her putting her nose in the bark. Luckily, I caught her in time before she got to the tarp to do some serious damage. So, needless, to say, whenever we catch her on the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SvhKC_07qHI/AAAAAAAAAgg/gFnPgp-0U5Y/s1600-h/IMG_0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SvhKC_07qHI/AAAAAAAAAgg/gFnPgp-0U5Y/s200/IMG_0826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402149168384551026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bark, we tell her to get off. Sorry, girl! It's way too early to be messin' up the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all we need to get now is some patio furniture. Having to wait on that since patio furniture is pretty expensive. It's like shopping for indoor furniture all over again. If you have some places where you can suggest for some reasonably priced patio furniture, send them my way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-899692604840407130?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/899692604840407130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=899692604840407130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/899692604840407130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/899692604840407130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/backyard-is-done.html' title='Backyard is done!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SvhILx3h_wI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Qm4hw8FM-uU/s72-c/IMG_0824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-822126103943990663</id><published>2009-11-03T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:37:24.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nearly Done!</title><content type='html'>Today, the landscapers kicked butt! They planted all of the plants and trees and placed the bark in between the greenery. It's looking really good and I'm just loving how its turning out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, the stain lady will be coming to stain the concrete a brown color. I'm really more excited about this part if anything. I can't wait to see how it turns out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my very first video of our backyard. Eeek, I hate hearing my voice. Maddie makes an appearance, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-39c60c20b559c523" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D39c60c20b559c523%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929025%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D151A0826C14A0A8C18EB71C2B9DA8BB321387136.6AAA76F1AB24D41CDE6C1716E3C22543099BED58%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D39c60c20b559c523%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Die6a8OhKaPu676n__XIXjr6Ms7Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D39c60c20b559c523%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929025%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D151A0826C14A0A8C18EB71C2B9DA8BB321387136.6AAA76F1AB24D41CDE6C1716E3C22543099BED58%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D39c60c20b559c523%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Die6a8OhKaPu676n__XIXjr6Ms7Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-822126103943990663?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/822126103943990663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=822126103943990663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/822126103943990663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/822126103943990663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/nearly-done.html' title='Nearly Done!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-2894738433681662842</id><published>2009-11-02T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T11:34:13.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Works.</title><content type='html'>Our postage stamp backyard is slowly coming along. The landscapers started working on it about two weeks ago. Starting with putting in all the drainage. We were and still are a bit worried since our backyard ha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.elitecrete.co.uk/Shared_Assets/Drain1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 156px;" src="http://www.elitecrete.co.uk/Shared_Assets/Drain1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d a bit of a slope. We got mixed reviews from our estimators saying that we should put a small retaining wall because of the slope to no retaining wall is necessary; it's all in the draining placements. Ultimately, we decided to  not place a retaining wall and go with placing a proper draining called "decko draining."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The area we are located in is partly known to flood. So far, we haven't experienced any flooding the few times it has rained. Let's hope it stays that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, they just slabbed on the salt cod concrete. So far, it looks&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Su8vmk3GQyI/AAAAAAAAAfw/U_U3JqFMNSU/s1600-h/photo%2814%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Su8vmk3GQyI/AAAAAAAAAfw/U_U3JqFMNSU/s200/photo%2814%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399586818016822050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; really good! I can't&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Su8vvaj5geI/AAAAAAAAAf4/VLBhMDkT1cY/s1600-h/photo%2815%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Su8vvaj5geI/AAAAAAAAAf4/VLBhMDkT1cY/s200/photo%2815%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399586969870762466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wait for the acrylic lady to come and stain it with the chocolate brown/light brown colors we chose together. We chose to go with the salt cod concrete because it was more reasonable. What I would give to have either stamped or pavers, but it was just way out of our budget. I guess you can say that the salt cod concrete is a ghetto version of stamped? They place salt all over the concrete for a few days . After a few days, they wash off the salt and BAM, you see all kinds of dibbits in the cement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, we plan on putting lawn. All for Maddie. Parents kept insisting that we ge&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Su8w3IupxaI/AAAAAAAAAgA/_z3IyZMOzSc/s1600-h/photo%2816%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Su8w3IupxaI/AAAAAAAAAgA/_z3IyZMOzSc/s200/photo%2816%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399588202034611618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t the&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.newgrass.com/"&gt; fake grass.&lt;/a&gt; The one that looks and feels like grass. It doesn't look like the Brady Bunch backyard grass or the mini golf turf anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I just kept thinking about when she poos and how gross it will be to wash that stuff off. Like, what if it still smells and such? Eww. Plus, since we weren't  asking for alot of grass, alot of landscapers won't give you the fake grass or recommend against it because it cost more. So, that basically solved our dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for it all to be finished. I'm hoping that once its all finished, we can throw a little bbq to celebrate and break it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hubs has been doing quite the research on gas grills. Fortunately, we have a gas hookup for a grill, so we don't have to deal with propane stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found out that all Webers hardly ever go on sale. They are like Apple Mac's. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.walmartimages.com/i/p/00/07/79/24/08/0007792408201_215X215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 215px;" src="http://i.walmartimages.com/i/p/00/07/79/24/08/0007792408201_215X215.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The closest to a good deal we found on Webers was no tax,  free delivery and no additional fee to put it together at California Backyards. That's how they compete with the other competitors who sell Webers. It's a good deal and we nearly got one there. So glad that we found out this information as we would have been going through all these stores comparing prices of Webers. As much as we would love to splurge on a Weber, I think we are going to go with Weber's other brand called, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ducane.&lt;/span&gt; Its made by Weber and has all the Weber like qualities, has great reviews,  but not the price.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-2894738433681662842?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2894738433681662842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=2894738433681662842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2894738433681662842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2894738433681662842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-works.html' title='In the Works.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Su8vmk3GQyI/AAAAAAAAAfw/U_U3JqFMNSU/s72-c/photo%2814%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-3943254688056742222</id><published>2009-10-29T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:02:52.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandwich of the Week!</title><content type='html'>The hubs and I are pretty into eating gourmet sandwiches. When we started using our panini presser, we used it for days. We would think of various ways to make a mean tasting grilled cheese sandwich. Experimented with pears, various cheeses, breads. You name it. I think we narrowed our choices of bread to ciabatta and sourdough exclusively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few week ago, we were wondering what to have for dinner that evening. I had a plan of just making lasagna, but honestly, we weren't really feeling lasagna that night. When we saw Giada's, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/giada-de-laurentiis/grilled-pork-and-fontina-sandwiches-recipe/index.html"&gt;pork and fontina cheese sandwiches&lt;/a&gt; that afternoon, I think we both knew what we wanted for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs250.snc1/9727_153969101733_586841733_2662209_5785067_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 287px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs250.snc1/9727_153969101733_586841733_2662209_5785067_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not your best picture. Darn iPhone doesn't have a flash. But, dammit, this sandwich was absolutely-finger-lickin-smack-your-lips- delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lemon and basil aoili added a refreshing and kick to the sandwich. I think that was pretty the main star of the sandwich besides the soft texture of the ciabatta bread. Oh, and the creaminess of the fontina cheese. Perfect blend, I tell yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly suggest you try this sandwich out the next time you are wondering what it is to eat for dinner or even lunch!  It's super easy and cheap, too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-3943254688056742222?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3943254688056742222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=3943254688056742222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3943254688056742222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3943254688056742222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/10/sandwich-of-week.html' title='Sandwich of the Week!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-343443985050670686</id><published>2009-10-29T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T12:56:43.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got banged!</title><content type='html'>I finally bit the bullet and got bangs! I've been eyeing this bang trend for quite some time now and ultimately decided to dive into it with no reservations. A bit nervous? Hell Yes! A bit excited? More th&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs250.snc1/9727_154552856733_586841733_2666211_3059113_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 252px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs250.snc1/9727_154552856733_586841733_2666211_3059113_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;an you can ever imagine. I love changes. There's something about it that makes my adrenaline pump out like crazy and inspire me to try new things even more or to help me battle my security blanket insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the "cutting" I had to keep my eyes closed as my hairstylist shears were close to my eyes. During this time, I was thinking, Did I make the wrong decision? I don't think I have the right size forehead for bangs. F. F. F. F. F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I opened my eyes and exclaimed, quite loudly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;" OH MY GOD, I LOOK HELLA ASIAN!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor hairstylist had to stop and laugh and honestly did&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs039.snc3/12649_159053651733_586841733_2702127_4800781_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 185px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs039.snc3/12649_159053651733_586841733_2702127_4800781_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n't know if that was a good or bad statement. I laughingly told her that yes, it's a good statement. I dig the new look. I look like a whole new person. A whole different ethnic person, mind you! ha ha. But, it's all good and I'm loving the new change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-343443985050670686?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/343443985050670686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=343443985050670686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/343443985050670686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/343443985050670686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-banged.html' title='I got banged!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-5066739608504547866</id><published>2009-10-21T22:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:18:54.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating the Walls.</title><content type='html'>I'm really picky when it comes to purchasing pictures for our walls. I have to have that feeling of " this is the one." I know, weird, right? I saw a picture that I got all giddy for at &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.target.com/"&gt;Target.com&lt;/a&gt; and had that feeling. But, I knew that I needed to first check it out in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned my lesson last week when I saw the sunburst mirror pictured in the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.younghouselove.com/2009/10/allysons-design-dilemma/#more-17682"&gt;Young House Love&lt;/a&gt; mood board for one of their clients.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.younghouselove.com.s3.amazonaws.com/2009/09/allysons-design-board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 215px;" src="http://images.younghouselove.com.s3.amazonaws.com/2009/09/allysons-design-board.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's item number 7. Cute, yes? On sale for $39.99, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed over to Pier 1 Imports to check out the mirror and was sorely disappointed. I thought it was a wood mirror and it turned out to be a iron metal mirror. I also thought it would be much much bigger in person. Rather, it was a small mirror. Boo. I had my heart set on it too! I knew it was too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you can see how I was cautious when it came to checking out the picture that I got all giddy for at Target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today, I finally got a chance to visit my local &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/"&gt;Target&lt;/a&gt; and low n' behold they had the picture!!!! Meant to be? Maybe. There was only one left. The size wasn't too bad at all. It was a pretty descent size, too! I heart it! I still had the giddy feelings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/St_pnSK2HvI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Zxuuac5Eae8/s1600-h/photo%2812%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/St_pnSK2HvI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Zxuuac5Eae8/s200/photo%2812%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395287739714641650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took it home with me and now it's sitting  on a wall between our laundry room and our kitchen pantry. What I fell in love with was the message. &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.target.com/Wall-Art-Home-D%C3%A9cor/b/ref=sc_fe_l_1/183-2570409-6802207?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;node=318885011&amp;amp;pricerange=0001-4999&amp;amp;rank=pmrank"&gt;" Share a Random Moment."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41hsYFdp4GL._AA260_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 178px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41hsYFdp4GL._AA260_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now eyeing the set of&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.target.com/Convex-Framed-Circle-Mirrors-Set/dp/B001AHICUM/sr=1-12/qid=1256188582/ref=sr_1_12/183-2570409-6802207?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;search-alias=tgt-index&amp;amp;frombrowse=0&amp;amp;index=target&amp;amp;rh=k%3Amirrors&amp;amp;page=1"&gt; 4 convex mirrors at Target&lt;/a&gt;. The price isn't too shabby either. $29.99.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-5066739608504547866?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5066739608504547866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=5066739608504547866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5066739608504547866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5066739608504547866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/10/decorating-walls.html' title='Decorating the Walls.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/St_pnSK2HvI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Zxuuac5Eae8/s72-c/photo%2812%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-6959277540851634004</id><published>2009-10-20T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T01:54:17.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambles.</title><content type='html'>Feels like October is just flying by. I can't believe it's already mid month. It probably has alot to do with so many events going on this month. Lots of birthdays, a wedding, a marathon, landscapers, etc. The list is endless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far,  I celebrated the hubby's birthday down in so cal. We had a dinner with close friends planned at&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs204.snc1/7122_146125991733_586841733_2600847_5603141_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs204.snc1/7122_146125991733_586841733_2600847_5603141_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.michaelmina.net/xiv/"&gt;Michael &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.michaelmina.net/xiv/"&gt;Mina's XIV&lt;/a&gt; that was a disappointment from the get go. If you are looking for a Vegas like social environment with "okay" tasting food and don't care about customer service than this is the place for you. But, if you prefer a dinner that is elegant, quiet and has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; food with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;excellent customer service&lt;/span&gt;, then pass on this establishment. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs224.snc1/7122_147286076733_586841733_2611154_1409925_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs224.snc1/7122_147286076733_586841733_2611154_1409925_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Disneyland that &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v195/134/51/586841733/n586841733_410073_7245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 149px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v195/134/51/586841733/n586841733_410073_7245.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weekend did make up for the disastrous birthday dinner though. Love to have friends that get in places for free! Thank you Ediboo for using your work benefits. I couldn't pass up on the Mickey bling. When I saw people walking around with headbands, I  said, " I could sport those!" Plus, Ediboo gets 30% off the merchandise, so I took full advantage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs204.snc1/7122_147202316733_586841733_2610340_3024124_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs204.snc1/7122_147202316733_586841733_2610340_3024124_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as all decked out for Halloween. Haunted house was already decorated with the Nightmare Before Christmas theme, too! I've seen it before, but it's always nice to go through it again, despite the 60 minute wait time. Yes, 60 minute wait time and that was at alot of the popular rides. Space Mountain was 90 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wondercostumes.com/images/products/TROOP-GIRL-SCOUT-62688350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 170px;" src="http://www.wondercostumes.com/images/products/TROOP-GIRL-SCOUT-62688350.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for a costume as I'm attending a costume party for one of my coworkers/friend's birthday bash. I'm thinking of doing the whole slutty girl scout girl. If only I bought some girl scout cookies though so that I could use the cookies as a prop to make myself look more legit. Hah. Are any of you getting dressed up for Halloween?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-6959277540851634004?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6959277540851634004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=6959277540851634004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/6959277540851634004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/6959277540851634004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/10/rambles.html' title='Rambles.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-9146681026476220882</id><published>2009-09-30T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:32:42.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Domino Mag?</title><content type='html'>Miss Domino magazine? Check out &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://lonnymag.com/"&gt;LonnyMag.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My college friend, Michelle Roque is the design director for this new and upcoming online design magaz&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/v225/1018/43/n1021987604_6562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 154px;" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/v225/1018/43/n1021987604_6562.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ine. They just released their first online issue today and I am super duper excited for her and the magazine. They have received alot of support from vendors such as West Elm, Williams Sonoma, Design Sponge, Shelter Pop, etc. So, hopefully, they'll be able to produce more issues. Word is that more issues may come out since the editors are going to Paris for the next issue. Let's keep our fingers crossed for this online magazine's success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle was one of my kick it buddies back in college. I'd always go to her house after class to just hang, eat, and whatnot. I remember, I was taking a pottery class in my last semester of college. I really thought I'd enjoy the class. Shit, that class was hard as hell. The movie, Ghost, made it looks so easy, yes? Anyways, the stuff I put out was so fugly. They were heavy, thick rimmed and just plain shitty! Till this day, I'm surprised I got a B in the class. At the end of the semester, we had to take the stuff we made home. I thought it would be nice to gift some of the stuff I made to Michelle and her roommate. Now, I was planning on gifting them the best of the best, which was probably like 2 or 3 items, if that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The looks on their faces when I dropped off my pottery was priceless. I wish I could hear the shit talking after I left their apartment. Boy, oh boy. What is sweet is that they still have the stuff I gave them because, well, I made it and gave it to them. So sweet, huh? I think it was. They are too, too kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was one of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; friends to take the fatty risk and move to NYC to attend&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.parsons.edu/"&gt; Parson's college.&lt;/a&gt; Parsons as in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tim_Gunn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim Gunn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.   Gotta give it to her for making that change. It takes alot of courage to decide to up and move to NYC and on your own for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v308/78/5/727943939/n727943939_807025_657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 160px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v308/78/5/727943939/n727943939_807025_657.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also does &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://michellelovesdesign.com/"&gt;freelance design work&lt;/a&gt;. --just sayin'. :D I was lucky enough to have her design my table/menu signs to match my invitation design. Loved her for that. She even was able to do some very last minute changes to a  couple of them on the day of my wedding. OMG. I think that and my hairdresser team coming late was my two stressful moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, check out the magazine and I hope you like it. Don't forget to bookmark it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-9146681026476220882?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/9146681026476220882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=9146681026476220882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/9146681026476220882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/9146681026476220882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/09/miss-domino-mag.html' title='Miss Domino Mag?'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-3778099071462868780</id><published>2009-09-30T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:04:39.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Knew??</title><content type='html'>In the beginning of our planning, we were looking at paving and/or stamped concrete. There was just too many things involved with each one that it was becoming all too consuming. Plus, these two options are pretty expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing that I spoke to our landscaper about salt finish concrete as he brought up the option of staining the concrete in two colors. Since the "stain" lady is his wife, he was able to get it at a reasonable price per sq. feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out on a whim that salt finish concrete was fairly reasonable and add staining, its not too shabby. It pretty much lowered our total a good $4K. Crazy, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:-2arzi-ICjd0FM:http://www.hdcstainers.com/images/concrete_staining_252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 136px;" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:-2arzi-ICjd0FM:http://www.hdcstainers.com/images/concrete_staining_252.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with the "stain" lady today. Never knew that this option existed for concrete. Then again, I didn't know much in the beginning stages and I'm continuing to learn each day. She provided a simple one page sheet that had colors in square boxes. Fortunately, she provided pictures of previous jobs to give me a better picture. Love me some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staining is freakin' awesome. It gives the appearance of expensive flooring at a fraction of the cost. You can stain the concrete in a variety of colors. From white, green, red, yellow. The colors are endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose the stain color, b&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rosecoatings.com/images/Service%20Acid%20Stain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 174px;" src="http://www.rosecoatings.com/images/Service%20Acid%20Stain.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ark brown, that is very much like the picture shown to the left. We will be having borders alon&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stonetoneutah.com/images/img/pic18th_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.stonetoneutah.com/images/img/pic18th_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g our concrete and I chose a dark chocolate brown to outline it (picture on the right). I'm crossing my fingers that it will turn out great. No wait, awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-3778099071462868780?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3778099071462868780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=3778099071462868780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3778099071462868780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3778099071462868780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/09/who-knew.html' title='Who Knew??'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-1640843547533498548</id><published>2009-09-21T13:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:16:23.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a Long Time.</title><content type='html'>Just noticed that my last post was on September 3rd. Hey, it's still September. So it's not a terrible drop in blogging, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is with me and blogging lately. I just haven't had enough energy to hit the " new post" button and write something. Perhaps it's because nothing big has happened to me these days. Or, does something big have to happen for me to blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last I left you guys with was eating at a fancy schmancy Filipino restaurant, called &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.theintramuros.com/"&gt;Intramuros&lt;/a&gt;. Fancy, indeed , it was! So posh and modern. Never seen such a Filipino restaurant like it before. I later found out that it was a mortuary. Crazy, right? Was taken aback especially since most Filipino's are superstitious and opening up a restaurant where the dead chilled out for a bit sounds insane! I mean, who does that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could say the the food was absolutely to die for. We had a variety of dishes ranging from shanghai lumpia's in which one was made out of ham and cheese. (That caught me off guard, and I thought it was slightly ghetto. At least use good cheese like gruyere or brie or something. ) to pork sisig, bicol express and such. Quite frankly, we were a hungry bunch and ordered a whole lotta food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs190.snc1/6383_120223681733_586841733_2356292_5523772_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs190.snc1/6383_120223681733_586841733_2356292_5523772_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had the Intramuros paella that was made with longonisa (Filipino sausage), salted duck egg, clams, adobo, squid, tomatoes in saffron and bangus. Sounded delicious on paper, but when we got it, it tasted mediocre. Sure wasn't worth the $25!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dish that I enjoyed the most was the crispy binagoongan over grilled eggplant. Translation: diced crispy pork lightly glazed w/ shrimp paste over grilled eggplant, topped w/ diced mangoes &amp;amp; tomatoes ($13). If I could and didn't have to worry about clogged arteries, I could eat this dish nearly every day of my life. It was that good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the hubs and I are finally getting our postage stamp of a backyard landscaped. Woohooo!!! We got tons of estimates and in the beginning it was a bit intimidating because we had absolutely no freaki&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SsIxz3DdWlI/AAAAAAAAAdw/OCFMl8aGB9I/s1600-h/photo%287%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SsIxz3DdWlI/AAAAAAAAAdw/OCFMl8aGB9I/s200/photo%287%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386922871310080594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n' clue about landscaping. All's we knew was that we wanted concrete, lawn, and plants and trees. But, if you ask us to be specific, you'll get a blank stare and a curt smile from us because we are thinking, " WTF?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally settled on salt finish concrete that will be stain&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SsIysGVHuSI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Dd9BM9es4qQ/s1600-h/photo-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SsIysGVHuSI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Dd9BM9es4qQ/s200/photo-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386923837483366690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ed with a color. So far, it's looking like it may be a brown color. We are having a little side lawn for Maddie because for some reason, she will only do her biznatch on grass knoll. Also, we will be having a few ornamental trees, plants, and shrubs and bark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will be starting on the week of October 18th. Hopefully, they'll be done by Halloween so that we can throw a little bbq shindig with the familia. Currently, we are shopping for a natural gas grill to inaugurate the event.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-1640843547533498548?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1640843547533498548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=1640843547533498548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1640843547533498548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1640843547533498548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s Been a Long Time.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SsIxz3DdWlI/AAAAAAAAAdw/OCFMl8aGB9I/s72-c/photo%287%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-2611138723728548204</id><published>2009-09-03T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T12:02:00.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Challenge for Me.</title><content type='html'>I think I've reached a time in my life where I need some challenges thrown my way. Funny. 10 years ago, I had a hurdle of challenges and unknowns in my life. I just graduated from college and had no clue where I was going to venture off. It was my bad for being a slacker majority of my college years. Why is that I always seem to find myself doing superbly well at the tail end of my school years? Didn't I learn my lesson the first time, ahem highschool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first job out of college was at &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="https://us.etrade.com/e/t/home"&gt;E*Trade&lt;/a&gt; as a Customer Service Associate. I stayed with the company for 2 years. I was absolutely miserable at that job. It was a complete opposite angle for me. Finance, really? I hadn't taken a single business class in college and I was in the financial world? What the heck was I thinking? Ahh yes, I was motivated by being on my own, financially, and to experience the world of "the real world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I said, I'm quitting. Peace Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved back in with the parentals. Took a temporary job with the county. Went back to school. But, the question was, for what? Master's? Another bachelor's? What? What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ob&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1408/134/51/586841733/s586841733_1142299_7130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1408/134/51/586841733/s586841733_1142299_7130.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vious that I ended up getting a degree in Respiratory Care and ultimately became a Registered Respiratory Therapist. After completing the last exam of my boards just recently. I lagged big time on taking it. But hey, I passed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm finding myself just bored. I know I need something to challenge myself and my mind. It's starting to eat at me. So, now, I'm reconsidering getting a Masters in Public Health and getting my Asthma Educator Credential,  or just taking up a course at the local community college. The latter seems just the easier thing to do, considering the costs involved. But? I don't know. I just have this " but? wondering".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you often find yourself bored and in need of some sort of challenge?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-2611138723728548204?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2611138723728548204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=2611138723728548204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2611138723728548204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2611138723728548204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/09/challenge-for-me.html' title='A Challenge for Me.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-255951449711111942</id><published>2009-08-28T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T09:09:19.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday!</title><content type='html'>There's nothing better than realizing that you don't have to work this coming Monday. I have a set schedule at work and the days prior to me having my 7 day days off, I work Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday. Well, I forgot that I had to rearrange some days in my set schedule and so in the month of September, I work Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday. Yes, it cuts my 7 days off by one day, but who cares? I don't work Mondays in the month of September. Isn't that better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, I'm ex&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/17/m_8785dee8cd8bc16003c7cff5f5db168e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/17/m_8785dee8cd8bc16003c7cff5f5db168e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cited to try out a fancy schmancy Filipino restaurant, called&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.theintramuros.com/"&gt; Intramuro's. &lt;/a&gt;It's in the heart of the Filipino community which is So&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v364/79/50/708288083/n708288083_1563406_828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 170px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v364/79/50/708288083/n708288083_1563406_828.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;uth San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family tries to have a cousin get together at least once a year and we were finally able to set a date after months of exchanging emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v5202/161/16/703678884/s703678884_3397955_52733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v5202/161/16/703678884/s703678884_3397955_52733.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very interested to see how their &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bebinca"&gt;Bibingka&lt;/a&gt; souffle tastes like. See, I told you this restaurant is fancy! Normally, this dessert, which is a &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.google.com/images?q=tbn:leJyj1VJNp-FuM::photos31.flickr.com/37911195_7925afdbb3_o.jpg&amp;amp;h=78&amp;amp;w=104&amp;amp;usg=__w9T_J_ToXxLSRRH2oHlbzWxjecw="&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 78px;" src="http://www.google.com/images?q=tbn:leJyj1VJNp-FuM::photos31.flickr.com/37911195_7925afdbb3_o.jpg&amp;amp;h=78&amp;amp;w=104&amp;amp;usg=__w9T_J_ToXxLSRRH2oHlbzWxjecw=" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Filipino cake is made on a sheet pan and is cut up into squares or diamonds if you are like my grandma. Sometimes, you'll see it at Filipino stores baked in banana leaves for aesthetic purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v253/134/51/586841733/s586841733_600005_4174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 86px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v253/134/51/586841733/s586841733_600005_4174.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also attending one of our friend's daughter's red egg party. He's one of G's good friends and fraternity brother.  Yay for free Chinese food that is good! Yeah, I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, will be relaxing and enjoying the weekend. What are your plans? Anything fun? Or are you just going to relax and take it easy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-255951449711111942?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/255951449711111942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=255951449711111942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/255951449711111942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/255951449711111942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-7825301725341737209</id><published>2009-08-26T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:23:40.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California State Fair</title><content type='html'>The hubs and I try to attend the California State fair each year. Its been a tradition since we started dating 11 years ago. I think, the entire time we've been together, we only missed one year. Not too bad, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think over time, we've unconsciously developed a nack for eating the same things every year. One is hands down, having a buttery ear of corn and a jumbo corn dog. However, I, have started to get rebellious and a bit more daring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I ate a fried snicker bar and that was just bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs191.snc1/6410_118132336733_586841733_2332481_1126235_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs191.snc1/6410_118132336733_586841733_2332481_1126235_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I had an inkling to try the fried smore. I love smores, so I really thought it was going to be absolutely delicious! In my mind, I was picturing two graham crackers, melted chocolate and oozing marshmellow goodness falling out as soon as I cracked that beautiy open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;The gooeyness of the chocolate and marshmellow was there, yes, but the graham crackers and deliciousness wasn't. There were just mere crumbs of graham crackers and the rest was fried batter, which made for an absolute mess and disgusting taste.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs171.snc1/6410_118130146733_586841733_2332464_3883848_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs171.snc1/6410_118130146733_586841733_2332464_3883848_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you that prior to purchasing the fried smore, I did endulge in some berry forest gelato. I don't know why I got it. I wasn't even feeling it, but when I saw the BFF and her baby daddy have one in their hand, I just had to get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These zuc&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs191.snc1/6410_118113106733_586841733_2332346_2265423_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs191.snc1/6410_118113106733_586841733_2332346_2265423_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hhini curl were just nasty. Too. Much. Grease. Was not worth $8. Heck, a zuchhini doesn't even cost that much. WTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs191.snc1/6410_118067066733_586841733_2331817_4037093_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs191.snc1/6410_118067066733_586841733_2331817_4037093_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my traditional jumbo corn dog. But, my friend was feeling frisky and got a SUPER corn dog. It was 10 inches long and he finished it way before I was even halfway done with mine's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs171.snc1/6410_118084021733_586841733_2331969_2268661_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs171.snc1/6410_118084021733_586841733_2331969_2268661_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since tasting these bad boys last year, I knew this had to be on our list for years to come. I just love their cinnamon rolls. Wished that I had a cup of joe to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs191.snc1/6410_118096111733_586841733_2332054_2362711_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs191.snc1/6410_118096111733_586841733_2332054_2362711_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time at the fair. Amazingly, I didn't waddle out of the fair. I can't wait for it to come by next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-7825301725341737209?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7825301725341737209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=7825301725341737209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/7825301725341737209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/7825301725341737209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/08/california-state-fair.html' title='California State Fair'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-5376124757929077896</id><published>2009-08-20T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T12:00:03.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and Motivation.</title><content type='html'>I'm going to certainly try my hardest to write what I have been feeling for a few years now. The frustrations I felt when talking with some people. The wonder of what it really takes for someone to fight their emotions of fear, failing, making changes, setting personal goals rather than have pipe dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy for one to dream and think about the " what if's" in life. You can talk about what you'd like to do in life or what you wished you've done in life but didn't. But, how can one even talk about the " what if's" in life when one doesn't even try to go in unchartered territory? I totally understand the feeling safe attitude and being in a comfort zone. However, when does one say, enough is enough? When does one obtain the motivation and courage to take steps in order to reach their personal goals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't one, sometimes,  want to crave that feeling of being challenge? Does it stem from the way they were raised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our mental emotions has so much power over us. It's amazing how different it affects various people. How it causes that person to create excuses and have them actually believe those excuses to be very true and thus convince themselves that, really, they just can't do this or that right now. How it can create an overwhelming motivation for that person that all they see is attaining that goal that they set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just amazing and this subject shall be continued.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-5376124757929077896?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5376124757929077896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=5376124757929077896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5376124757929077896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5376124757929077896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-and-motivation.html' title='Life and Motivation.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-5579207048857427746</id><published>2009-08-18T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T06:02:23.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A True Chic Flick.</title><content type='html'>Was excited for this weekend. Had lots of activities planned and one of them was to see the movie, &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Time_Traveler%27s_Wife"&gt;A Time Traveler's Wife.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs171.snc1/6410_114013916733_586841733_2276301_1895118_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs171.snc1/6410_114013916733_586841733_2276301_1895118_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v253/134/51/586841733/n586841733_597835_1660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 172px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v253/134/51/586841733/n586841733_597835_1660.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the first show, which I found out is the early bird matinee. The ticket was only $5.50! Saw it with my EG girls,&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;" href="http://bernbaby.xanga.com/"&gt; bernbaby&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://ceearn.xanga.com/"&gt;ceearn.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, I read the book and looooved it. I do have to admit that it was definitely a slow start for me. A few others agree that it was the same feeling for them, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It took me awhile to fully understand what the book was all about because of the transitions. But once I got into it, there was no turning back. I couldn't put the book down. I was intrigued with Claire and Henry's love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the movie was a bit like seeing the story for the first time. I tend to be a dumper of a mind. In other words, I read it, comprehend it at the time, and then a month or so later, dump the information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when people ask me if the movie followed the book well, I really couldn't answer them immediately. I had to read bits and parts of the book, including the ending, to give them a satisfactory answer post movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is yes, the book pretty much followed the book well, but when Claire was a full grown adult. In the book, it focuses on Claire and Henry's relationship in the meadow when she was young. How they came to get to know one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I enjoyed watching it. I also had a bit of delay getting into the movie just like the book, but eventually was hooked into the plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring tissue girls, because this movie will most definitely make you cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-5579207048857427746?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5579207048857427746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=5579207048857427746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5579207048857427746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5579207048857427746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/08/true-chic-flick.html' title='A True Chic Flick.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-2727818204408861053</id><published>2009-08-17T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:22:02.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muir Beach</title><content type='html'>I'm still here! Present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends have been jam packed with family + friend activities, I can't seem to come up for air to breathe. Work is when I come up to breathe and really, who wants to breathe at work? Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sool1W_CUGI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Hww7yUKumtI/s1600-h/IMG_0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sool1W_CUGI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Hww7yUKumtI/s200/IMG_0710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371147104226005090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs171.snc1/6410_113589851733_586841733_2270024_7658781_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs171.snc1/6410_113589851733_586841733_2270024_7658781_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend,  I thought it was time to use one my wedding shower gifts, a lovely brown wickety wick picnic basket and head to the beach along the coast, Muir Beach. Packed the cooper, Maddie, and ofcourse the hubs and headed onto Hwy 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SoomyPdzDeI/AAAAAAAAAcA/_SMyG6nba4E/s1600-h/IMG_0697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SoomyPdzDeI/AAAAAAAAAcA/_SMyG6nba4E/s200/IMG_0697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371148150179565026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got off to late start which made us run into ridiculous traffic. I started to think for awhile there that we really will not make it to the beach in time. But, we eventually made it there and was able to sit in the sun for a couple of hours and let Maddie play in the ocean for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were walking to the beach, Maddie's tail was clearly waaaay under her body. She was scared. Didn't know what or where we were going. Anything would startle her. But,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sooor4KHg4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/PAyTHyRyk2k/s1600-h/IMG_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sooor4KHg4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/PAyTHyRyk2k/s200/IMG_0703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371150239867044738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as soon as she saw the dogs, the people, the beach, up her tail went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was running from the waves coming in at first, but she eventually started running into the water and for some odd reason, would try to grab it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sooq-0iMzXI/AAAAAAAAAco/O07jWFBndG8/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sooq-0iMzXI/AAAAAAAAAco/O07jWFBndG8/s200/IMG_0707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371152764335082866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to keep her on a leash as she gets way too excited. She runs everywhere which makes us look like a fool as we are doing circles in the sand because she's running in circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SoooE60YVBI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/16HMiJWmSOQ/s1600-h/IMG_0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SoooE60YVBI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/16HMiJWmSOQ/s200/IMG_0706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371149570566280210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of dogs, unleashed and leashed. I envied the owners with dogs that were able to walk on the beach with their dogs unleashed and within voice command. I hope Maddie can be like that someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few dogs that had the same owner came up to say "what's up, hottie," to Maddie. She so badly wanted to run and play with them, but we kept her on a tight leash. Sorry Maddie. I hope you understand why we had to do this. One day, you'll be able to go unleashed. One day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SooqLaOucNI/AAAAAAAAAcg/6hnm3eXFKjw/s1600-h/IMG_0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SooqLaOucNI/AAAAAAAAAcg/6hnm3eXFKjw/s200/IMG_0699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371151881100751058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to return to Muir Beach again. It's definitely a great beach to bring your dog to. The drive t&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SoosJ4CJbYI/AAAAAAAAAc4/-gGNnejmlcM/s1600-h/IMG_0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SoosJ4CJbYI/AAAAAAAAAc4/-gGNnejmlcM/s200/IMG_0702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371154053764574594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o there is not too shabby either. Actually, it's rather swell. Loved looking and dreaming about the big houses that surround the area. The swirly roads that are surrounded by beautiful nature, and oh, watching the cyclists pedal uphill on the little road that they had to share with us motorists. Hah. That was a site to see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-2727818204408861053?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2727818204408861053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=2727818204408861053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2727818204408861053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/2727818204408861053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/08/muir-beach.html' title='Muir Beach'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sool1W_CUGI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Hww7yUKumtI/s72-c/IMG_0710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-6681979695393211620</id><published>2009-07-26T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:08:56.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maddie vs. Cookie</title><content type='html'>Maddie had her first playdate with our friend's dog, Cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sidenote: What a name for a dog, huh? I mean, most dogs know the word "cookie" by treat and so if and ever you have to call Cookie in a place where there are tons of dogs, you are going to get alot of head side tilts with ears up. HAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough digressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we wanted to have a playdate since a bunch of us are going camping in about a couple of weeks. Cookie and Maddie will be the dogs accompanying us and we are so ecstatic about it. I dont' even like camping but because Maddie is coming along, I can't wait. Weird, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wasn't their first meeting. They actually met at a dog park and got along swell! But, ofcourse, there were other dogs amongst them and so it wasn't really a good gauge as to tell whether or not they really got along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Cookie first came over, high energy was between the two of them. We had to settle Cookie down a bit. She was abused by her previous owner and is going through alot of  social rehab skills compliments by my friends who are doing a fine job if I must say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a bit of calming down, a small walk in between to release the energy, all was fine in our house. Here's a video of them playing. Excuse the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8JoR8yVzmgg"&gt; Here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-6681979695393211620?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6681979695393211620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=6681979695393211620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/6681979695393211620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/6681979695393211620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/07/maddie-vs-cookie.html' title='Maddie vs. Cookie'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-4046672877587777466</id><published>2009-07-23T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T11:44:51.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our What?</title><content type='html'>Anything that is non related to clothes, shoes, hair, makeup, you have me at a lost. You'll get a furrowed brow look coupled with a deer in headlight look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our doorbell rings this morning and it's the Shea man. He's the guy that ensures everything is running okay in our community. I guess he said our house and the house behind us doesn't have a "stub" and would like to install one in our backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I say! But.....what is a stub?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my head, I'm thinking, " what the fock is this guy talking about?" Something about a nub?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew right before he was about to explain that he was thinking, " stupid girl." Jeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He explained it had to with water and if we wanted to have landscaping in our backyard, blah blah blah. Basically, I have no idea what the hell he just explained to me and hope that the hubs can look at it and say, " oh that, ok! here's what it is honey....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmivdMmkUxI/AAAAAAAAAbA/wWtpodux5hg/s1600-h/photo%287%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmivdMmkUxI/AAAAAAAAAbA/wWtpodux5hg/s200/photo%287%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361728272518632210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, may I present to you, our stub.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-4046672877587777466?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4046672877587777466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=4046672877587777466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4046672877587777466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4046672877587777466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-what.html' title='Our What?'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmivdMmkUxI/AAAAAAAAAbA/wWtpodux5hg/s72-c/photo%287%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-1110940812909645611</id><published>2009-07-21T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T13:50:54.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Maddie.</title><content type='html'>Oh, Maddie. How I love thee. You are really lucky that you are one cute dog. That's pretty much what is going f&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmYn4ppXNDI/AAAAAAAAAaw/tPk-F-epkTQ/s1600-h/photo%2810%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmYn4ppXNDI/AAAAAAAAAaw/tPk-F-epkTQ/s200/photo%2810%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361016260636652594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;or you. All jokes aside, we really don't have it that bad. At least, we don't think so...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.yet. &lt;/span&gt;It's been a kind 9 months for us. Really. But, I think we jinxed ourselves by speaking to soon a few months ago and saying, " wow, she's a really good dog. she hasn't done that or that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like she's having a bit of some separation anxiety. I don't blame her. We are, after all, great companions. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it started off with our shoes. Surprised us both since we've left our shoes out before for the longest time and she never once touched them. We were beginning to think we had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THEE perfect dog&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, we sure were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chewed them to death. Poor hubby had no flip flops for a few weeks which wasn't good given the heatwave we've been experiencing. She even chewed my favorite pair of flip flops, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we naturally made sure that when we would leave, make sure there were no shoes at all on the floor. Just her good ole' chew toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmYmSS_5TAI/AAAAAAAAAag/ZHh6_YWwJGc/s1600-h/photo%288%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmYmSS_5TAI/AAAAAAAAAag/ZHh6_YWwJGc/s200/photo%288%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361014502210489346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does she go for next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmYmoPKth7I/AAAAAAAAAao/y_cKeCY7VY0/s1600-h/photo%289%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmYmoPKth7I/AAAAAAAAAao/y_cKeCY7VY0/s200/photo%289%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361014879139235762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look closer shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch is the word. Everytime we pass by this area, we bow down in sadness. Sadness because our house is less than a year old and it already has some abuse to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:0MNKXLmI4OPC9M:http://www.atouchoflove.ca/shop/images/Bitter-Apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 141px;" src="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:0MNKXLmI4OPC9M:http://www.atouchoflove.ca/shop/images/Bitter-Apple.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To resolve this issue, we have purchased a bottle of &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.bitterapple.com/"&gt;Bitter Apple Spray.&lt;/a&gt; I've read mixed reviews about this stuff. Some say it helps and some say it didn't do a darn thing. I smelled the stuff and woooooooweee, this stuff goes straight to your head. You can smell the alcohol big time. I sure wouldn't eat the wall anymore if this stuff was on it. Hell no. Let's hope that it works for Maddie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also invested in some lawn spot spray for her urine. Dam dog won't pee on anything else BUT grass. What the heck? Guess what? Our front lawn is the only area tha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:GVKPM9Wn9mq0rM:http://www.consumerreports.org/cro/resources/images/home-garden/resource-center/lawn-care-5-07/overview/0507_lawn_ov5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:GVKPM9Wn9mq0rM:http://www.consumerreports.org/cro/resources/images/home-garden/resource-center/lawn-care-5-07/overview/0507_lawn_ov5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t has grass and guess what? Our front lawn looks like shit! So embarrassing since we belong to an HOA. I'm just waiting for our sweet little ole letter to sanction us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we wer&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmYo4B3cFkI/AAAAAAAAAa4/-yMADm36rqw/s1600-h/photo%2811%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmYo4B3cFkI/AAAAAAAAAa4/-yMADm36rqw/s200/photo%2811%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361017349469902402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e at the petstore, we also purchased a poo poo bag holder and refillable bags. They were on sale, so why not? The zebra holder was pretty much the only one that was descent looking out of the bunch. Not much of a selection. Chose it because it matched well with her leash. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shuttup. I know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I like the convenience of having this attached to her leash. Not having to worry about remembering to bring some plastic bags with us and not to mention, holding them in our hands or pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't like that it's not really eco-friendly. More plastic bags????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-1110940812909645611?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1110940812909645611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=1110940812909645611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1110940812909645611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1110940812909645611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-maddie.html' title='Oh, Maddie.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmYn4ppXNDI/AAAAAAAAAaw/tPk-F-epkTQ/s72-c/photo%2810%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-4712288916074750085</id><published>2009-07-20T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T17:58:09.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renegade Craft Fair</title><content type='html'>The weekend couldn't have came any faster. I had a rough week at work. I could tell as I was one crabby girl. I was snappy. Tired. Acting like such a beezy who's been PMS'ing for years and I felt so bad for feeling that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v350/134/51/586841733/s586841733_956791_6763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v350/134/51/586841733/s586841733_956791_6763.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreso, for the hubby. Gawd, he's such a patient, kind, and supportive spouse. Never once, did he lose his patience to my&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; impatience&lt;/span&gt;. I know if the tables were turned, I'd probably react in a not-so-kind way. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, we got some much needed heat relief and spent the day in the city. It was a scorching 106 &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmUIthwifFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/pDGrXCxTYBk/s1600-h/photo%288%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmUIthwifFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/pDGrXCxTYBk/s200/photo%288%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360700509703535698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in Sacramento. Walking in 70 degree weather was such a welcoming relief to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to the city to check out the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.renegadecraft.com/"&gt;Renegade Craft Fair&lt;/a&gt;. I was anticipating this fair for months. I'm an avid Etsy fanatic and so seeing booths that displayed products that are normally featured in Etsy made my heart pitter patter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave myself a budget of $60. Spent that money really quick as most items were $20 and up. I think there was one item that I saw that was $8 and that was a cute vinyl wallet. I nearly purchased it, but came to reality and didn't get it. I didn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need &lt;/span&gt;another wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmUKdSDyCSI/AAAAAAAAAZg/373SRjpkmAk/s1600-h/photo%289%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmUKdSDyCSI/AAAAAAAAAZg/373SRjpkmAk/s200/photo%289%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360702429634627874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did purchase was a screenprint that I think would look so cute in my downstairs bano. $20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmULyJORWAI/AAAAAAAAAZw/mKPIZpmWadM/s1600-h/photo%2811%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmULyJORWAI/AAAAAAAAAZw/mKPIZpmWadM/s200/photo%2811%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360703887551584258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I couldn't resist not taking home this adorable handmade handbag. Holly Hua is the name of the artist and she didn't make it easy for me to choose which handbag to snag. $40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs165.snc1/6170_101208231733_586841733_2090205_1602311_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs165.snc1/6170_101208231733_586841733_2090205_1602311_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things that appealed to me were these button earrings. Cute, no? They were $18 each. I nearly bought a pair, but then I decided to pass on them because I could probably get something like it at oh, I don't know, *cough* &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.forever21.com/"&gt;Forever 21&lt;/a&gt; for half the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmUNn5UtP3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/fD0A2uLhlns/s1600-h/photo%2812%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmUNn5UtP3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/fD0A2uLhlns/s200/photo%2812%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360705910508175218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Oh, and these coin purses were screaming at me. Looking at these, really made me wish I payed more attention in my junior high home economics class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted a beige handbag, but by the time I found, " the one," I already spent my $60. Boo. It didn't help t&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmUPim3WaEI/AAAAAAAAAaA/yk3m29iEpt8/s1600-h/photo%2813%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmUPim3WaEI/AAAAAAAAAaA/yk3m29iEpt8/s200/photo%2813%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360708018677114946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hat the hubby was right behind me reminding me that I did, too! F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought these t-s&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmUQm9SzQNI/AAAAAAAAAaI/qw42zDtZR6U/s1600-h/photo%2814%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmUQm9SzQNI/AAAAAAAAAaI/qw42zDtZR6U/s200/photo%2814%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360709192928936146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hirts were quirky, yet funny. Sadly, the hubs' style in t-shirts are not these. His style are hawaiian tshirts from the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://hicsurf.com/"&gt;Hawaiian Isla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://hicsurf.com/"&gt;nd Creations shop, aka HIC.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or, anything&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted him to buy the shirt that said, " I got my taco from the taco truck in Los Angeles." Heh. Stupid, I know, but I it made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmURhxX_vwI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/X38yFRXVrvE/s1600-h/photo%2815%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmURhxX_vwI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/X38yFRXVrvE/s200/photo%2815%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360710203341782786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted these Anthropoligie'ish necklace holder. Adorable, yes? Looks like it could be something I could possibly recreate. Must get the BFF involved as she is a DIY'er professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmUR_T1VYFI/AAAAAAAAAaY/YOQCKyBShV4/s1600-h/photo%2816%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmUR_T1VYFI/AAAAAAAAAaY/YOQCKyBShV4/s200/photo%2816%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360710710807846994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lastly, I loved, loved, loved these fabric necklaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to attend this fair next year. Maybe I'll save up for it so that I can buy more stuff. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely a fair you guys should check out if it ever comes to your city or a city near you. It's so much fun and the vendors are so friendly. They are always chattin' it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-4712288916074750085?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4712288916074750085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=4712288916074750085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4712288916074750085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4712288916074750085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/07/renegade-craft-fair.html' title='Renegade Craft Fair'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SmUIthwifFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/pDGrXCxTYBk/s72-c/photo%288%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-5048815660591277010</id><published>2009-07-08T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:42:36.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why, Hello There!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the drop in blogging. I suspect it has to do with paying more attention to my&lt;a href="http://moderndayrunner.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; running blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;over at eblogger. I just can't handle managing two blogs at the same time. It's insane!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I finally found the time to sit down and pay attention to both. Woohoo. Coffee is my #1 drug this morning, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I've been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs165.snc1/6170_95533841733_586841733_1998901_6690655_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs165.snc1/6170_95533841733_586841733_1998901_6690655_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my hair did by a new hair stylist. I've been on the search to find a stylist in the Sacramento area. I think I've pretty much tried a handful in the trendy midtown area, thus far and I think I've finally found her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The salon is called &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.ajfsalon.com/"&gt;AJF salon&lt;/a&gt; and the stylist I went with is Carrie. She came highly recommend by two of my coworkers who have the most gorgeous haircuts. A plus is that if it's your first time visiting the salon, you get a 25% discount. Sawwweeet, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1980/211/120/693648317/s693648317_1284580_6708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 86px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1980/211/120/693648317/s693648317_1284580_6708.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to spend some time with some good friends we haven't seen in weeks. Got to see wingwoman's lovely "ring" in person. Sooo happy for her and ofcourse the Pharmacist and I can't wait to spend your day with you in Italy next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1980/211/120/693648317/s693648317_1284584_7811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 86px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1980/211/120/693648317/s693648317_1284584_7811.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be yet another fun destination wedding just like the T's on the Big Island a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th of July was great. Spent it with the fam-bam at the parental's house, courtesy of moi. My family can be undecisive at times and just couldn't figure out what to do. Me being the social butterfly suggested having a bbq at my parents house since their house location is midway for everyone. Soooo, bbq it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs165.snc1/6170_95738501733_586841733_2001811_548368_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs165.snc1/6170_95738501733_586841733_2001811_548368_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My contri&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs165.snc1/6170_95745166733_586841733_2001914_1498269_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs165.snc1/6170_95745166733_586841733_2001914_1498269_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bution were these lovely jalopeno filled with cream cheese and wrapped in bacon thanks to the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/"&gt;Pioneer Woman Cooks &lt;/a&gt;and a lovely cilantro corn salad that I haven't made in ions!  I used to make this salad back in my college days when we would hold bbq's up the galore during the summer months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v203/232/45/1110412636/s1110412636_30014855_9153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v203/232/45/1110412636/s1110412636_30014855_9153.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my sorority sister, The Chef, introduced it to me, I always kept it as one of my go-to recipes for bbq's. It's really a great salad to bring if any of you guys need something a bit different from the average cole slaw salad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-5048815660591277010?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5048815660591277010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=5048815660591277010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5048815660591277010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5048815660591277010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-hello-there.html' title='Why, Hello There!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-3437075688029363033</id><published>2009-07-01T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T12:33:35.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Overdue Weekend Roundup.</title><content type='html'>Had me some girl time this past weekend. Long overdue. Was in dire need of some estrogen and people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;outside&lt;/span&gt; of work. I do enjoy my coworkers, but I feel as though I spend too much time with them (hello, 12 hours!). Need a break from the chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally were able to set upon a date that amazingly didn't take too long to coordinate. Phew! Work, Family, and other social events have filled up our calendars throughout the summer months. Well, not mines, but everyone else's. I have no life. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sku11cv5GSI/AAAAAAAAAX4/y3y9gTji4C4/s1600-h/IMG_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sku11cv5GSI/AAAAAAAAAX4/y3y9gTji4C4/s200/IMG_0676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353572511914727714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to re-create the little tea shindig we had at a tea place and since a couple of the girls hadn't seen my new digs, it was held at my house. Fact: It was a blazing 100+ degree's outside. Call us insane for drinking hot tea. Problem solved by cranking up the AC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sku1MyLm_hI/AAAAAAAAAXw/CKlS5uYRCrk/s1600-h/IMG_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sku1MyLm_hI/AAAAAAAAAXw/CKlS5uYRCrk/s200/IMG_0673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353571813293489682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that our little tea shindig went really well. A few of us are or starting to get into loose tea leaves, thanks to &lt;a href="http://bernbaby.xanga.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bernbaby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had an array of tea's to choose from. My favorite being a Black Tea with Lychee! Can I say yummm??? We also had Apricot, Bourbon with Vanilla, and Strawberry-Lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sku2gsVfzXI/AAAAAAAAAYA/a2KFVv1Iwjw/s1600-h/IMG_0666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sku2gsVfzXI/AAAAAAAAAYA/a2KFVv1Iwjw/s200/IMG_0666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353573254833360242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our shindig also gave us the chance to meet each other's newest addition's. So stinkin' cute, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That nigh&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v323/151/92/596382072/s596382072_1326376_2755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v323/151/92/596382072/s596382072_1326376_2755.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t, the hubs and I watched &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1119646/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hangover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. We enjoyed it very much. So much, that I think my abdominal muscles were sore the next day from laughing so much and hard. Seriously, I was stretching the next two days. Ofcourse, we were excited to see &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0421822/"&gt;Dr. Ken&lt;/a&gt; as always. Was a bit taken aback by his ahem, initial scene, but nevertheless, it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we made a little trip to REI. Felt so "naturistic" and "outdoosey" the moment we pulled into the parking lot. Felt like I should have worn some teava's or keen's. Heh. Anyways, needed to stock up on some running gear and a little backpack for our little Maddie. We are taking a camping trip with some friends next month and I wanted to get her something for our hikes and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pack comes in red or blue and being the die hard Cal fan he is, the hubs did not want to get our little girl Stanford red. Dam. Whatevs. Blue it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sku5ZxBcKQI/AAAAAAAAAYI/DZkUsCE14H8/s1600-h/photo%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sku5ZxBcKQI/AAAAAAAAAYI/DZkUsCE14H8/s200/photo%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353576434367211778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, when we put that pack on, she had this crazed look on her face. No lie! It's like she was saying, wtf? You want me to carry my shiz and YOUR shiz???? Seriously, look at her eyes. Crazy!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-3437075688029363033?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3437075688029363033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=3437075688029363033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3437075688029363033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3437075688029363033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/07/overdue-weekend-roundup.html' title='An Overdue Weekend Roundup.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sku11cv5GSI/AAAAAAAAAX4/y3y9gTji4C4/s72-c/IMG_0676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-4483371613891252585</id><published>2009-06-18T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:18:41.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Beet.</title><content type='html'>The hubs and I have recently made a tradition of going to the Farmer's Market every Sunday and purchasing our vegetables, fruits, and breads. So far, we have been able to stick with this tradition for the past couple of Sundays and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chezpanisse.com/img/imgalicesm3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 146px;" src="http://www.chezpanisse.com/img/imgalicesm3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.chezpanisse.com/pgalice.html"&gt;Alice Waters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;when I am using the fresh ingredients bought at the Farmeris&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs081.snc1/4875_89156201733_586841733_1901390_6964593_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs081.snc1/4875_89156201733_586841733_1901390_6964593_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Market. Recently, I made the most delicious Bacon, Lettuce, Tomato, and Avocado sandwich on whole wheat bread. All of the items were bought at the Farmer's Market sans the bacon. Although, I can purchase some bacon there, but it's a bit pricey. It's like $5.99. No thanks. I can get it on sale for $1.99.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very exciting for me (at least) to get up early, make my cup of coffee to bring with me, and see what kind of  vegetable I can bring home that I've never tried cooking with before. Something that I would only eat at restaurant, but wouldn't have the courage to buy fresh and make something of it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:z06K8om0GgrXEM:http://pictopia.com/perl/get_image%3Fprovider_id%3D334%26size%3D550x550_mb%26ptp_photo_id%3D3230608"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 133px;" src="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:z06K8om0GgrXEM:http://pictopia.com/perl/get_image%3Fprovider_id%3D334%26size%3D550x550_mb%26ptp_photo_id%3D3230608" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, we brought home fresh beets. They are quite a site to see in person. They have ginormous green leaves attached to them. It's unfortunate, that we have to chop them up and not use it. At least, I think we can't use them. Can we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SjqBwUypeBI/AAAAAAAAAW0/9DkfD09yFBE/s1600-h/photo%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SjqBwUypeBI/AAAAAAAAAW0/9DkfD09yFBE/s200/photo%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348730174670731282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't quite know how to cook these. I honestly thought we could just peel them and viola, we have beets! Not. It's a good thing I looked it up online because that's exactly what I would have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SjqCHj5zJVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/vBLgzyt2Irk/s1600-h/photo%287%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SjqCHj5zJVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/vBLgzyt2Irk/s200/photo%287%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348730573864248658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, you have to boil them for about an hour, just until you can stick a fork into them. Once you can, you take them and their skin easily comes off of them. Easy, but messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on making a huge salad with these. I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that we go to the Farmers Market every Sunday, it got me re-thinking about subscribing to the Community Supported Agriculture (CSA) that I &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/community-supported-agriculture.html"&gt;blogged&lt;/a&gt; about. I find it more exciting to see what produce I can purchase in person. Plus, I'm still supporting the local farmers and not to mention, I can get homemade bread and cheeses from other vendors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-4483371613891252585?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4483371613891252585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=4483371613891252585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4483371613891252585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4483371613891252585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-beet.html' title='I&apos;m Beet.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SjqBwUypeBI/AAAAAAAAAW0/9DkfD09yFBE/s72-c/photo%286%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-752991984358445206</id><published>2009-06-17T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:51:18.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't No Thang But a Chicken Wing.</title><content type='html'>Huge News. BIG. Ginormous. OMG News.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I can't help it. I'm just a person that hypes up stuff like this. I get a little bit too excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background story.&lt;br /&gt;We are hug&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.google.com/images?q=tbn:-XuMZNi0cg_epM::www.caaspeakers.com/images/speakers/151_01401764_ThomasKellerLarge.JPG&amp;amp;h=80&amp;amp;w=96&amp;amp;usg=__Zf-jjSn8PntollkTYE1nUHVDJFg="&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 80px;" src="http://www.google.com/images?q=tbn:-XuMZNi0cg_epM::www.caaspeakers.com/images/speakers/151_01401764_ThomasKellerLarge.JPG&amp;amp;h=80&amp;amp;w=96&amp;amp;usg=__Zf-jjSn8PntollkTYE1nUHVDJFg=" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e Thomas Keller fans. We were blessed to eat at his &lt;a href="http://www.frenchlaundry.com/"&gt;French Laundry&lt;/a&gt; restaurants, not once, but twice. Back when the prices were a measly $100 and something? I think, it was. But still, it's relatively cheap compared to the over $200 a person it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoked that he opened a casual dining restaurant called,&lt;a href="http://www.adhocrestaurant.com/"&gt; Ad Hoc.&lt;/a&gt; The h&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v308/134/51/586841733/s586841733_698640_4488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v308/134/51/586841733/s586841733_698640_4488.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ubs and I have dined there several times so far. We even brought my dad there for his birthday. Unfortunately, my familia doesn't have a greater appreciation for food, especially fresh ingredients. They thought it was just okay to which I scoffed at.  Whatevs. To each his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to the good part. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ad Hoc is highly known for their fried chicken dinners. They normally serve it every other Monday. Unfortunately, the one Monday that we dined there, it wasn't their Fried Chicken night. Slightly disappointed, yes, but we still have hopes of making it out there someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I may be able to try it sooner than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/wsimgs/rk/images/p2/products/200923/0015/img96m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 195px;" src="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/wsimgs/rk/images/p2/products/200923/0015/img96m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/products/fd599/index.cfm?bnrid=3101906&amp;amp;cm_ven=E3&amp;amp;cm_cat=EDM&amp;amp;cm_pla=090617_ChickGrid&amp;amp;cm_ite=Hero_chix&amp;amp;cm_em=skenery@gmail.com"&gt;Williams Sonoma&lt;/a&gt; has partnered up with Thomas Keller and sells his fried chicken kit! Craaaaaaazy, I know. It retails for $14.95 which is way bigger steal of a price compared to his $49 3 course pre-fixe menu.  But.... check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is brining involved, apparently. It takes about 8-12 hours. Perhaps, it's best that we just go to Ad Hoc instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-752991984358445206?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/752991984358445206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=752991984358445206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/752991984358445206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/752991984358445206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/aint-no-thang-but-chicken-wing.html' title='Ain&apos;t No Thang But a Chicken Wing.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-4779005889245658633</id><published>2009-06-16T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:05:11.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me 2 seconds of bragging.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.celebritybrideguide.com/wp/wp-content/gallery/matty-whitmore-and-jamie-mass-wedding-photos/IMG_0633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 192px;" src="http://www.celebritybrideguide.com/wp/wp-content/gallery/matty-whitmore-and-jamie-mass-wedding-photos/IMG_0633.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just received word that our wedding venue, &lt;a href="http://maliboulake.com/events/events.html"&gt;Malibou Lake Mountain Club &lt;/a&gt;is going to be featured on TNT's new reality show,&lt;a href="http://www.tnt.tv/series/weddingday/"&gt; Wedding Day.&lt;/a&gt; We don't know exactly when the episode is suppose to air, but as soon as I know, believe me, I'll be putting that on blast for yah'll to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the show: Every couple dreams of having the perfect wedding. For ma&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:FYoXLFU9CVxfxM:http://news.turner.com/images/10001/press/WeddingDay_PressSitelogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 65px;" src="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:FYoXLFU9CVxfxM:http://news.turner.com/images/10001/press/WeddingDay_PressSitelogo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ny, it’s the most important and emotional day of their lives. But for some, insurmountable obstacles create barriers to making their dream day a reality. WEDDING DAY is here to prove that a girl doesn’t have to be rich to have a wedding fit for a princess. In this uplifting series, deserving couples from all over the United States will get a helping hand to ensure the most important day of their lives is also the most magical. Each week, celebrity event planner and food expert Alan Dunn (For Better or Worse) and celebrity wedding planner Diann Valentine (author of Weddings Valentine Style) host as family, friends and community come together to create a dream wedding. Along the way, viewers will learn each couple’s compelling story, from their first date to the big day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-4779005889245658633?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4779005889245658633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=4779005889245658633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4779005889245658633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4779005889245658633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/give-me-2-seconds-of-bragging.html' title='Give me 2 seconds of bragging.....'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-1169313345634800485</id><published>2009-06-16T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T02:45:54.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Got Nothin' But Love For Yah, Honey.</title><content type='html'>For the past 6 days, the hubs and  I have been sleeping downstairs in our living room. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sjdn7ap41gI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_58IFts-o8s/s1600-h/photo%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sjdn7ap41gI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_58IFts-o8s/s200/photo%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347857352990709250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The post op instructions are to have no strenuous activity for 7-10 days. We have two flights of stairs in our house and we don't want to risk it and have something go wrong with Maddie. So, we are enduring back aches for our little puppy dog so that she will recover well. If that's not love, I don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd,  I miss my bed though. I can't wait until this is all over. Official spooning time with the bed takes place on June 20th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, for those of you that run, I've started a running blog, titled, &lt;a href="http://moderndayrunner.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Modern Day Runner.&lt;/a&gt;  I'm wanting to document my journey with running as well as bond with other runners. Plus, my Nike Half Marathon is creeping up close {4 months away} and I am starting to panic. I need to start hitting the pavement for longer than 6 mile runs now and get on a strict training schedule. Eeeek. The thought of that scares me, yet excites me at the same time because it's something new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-1169313345634800485?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1169313345634800485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=1169313345634800485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1169313345634800485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/1169313345634800485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-got-nothin-but-love-for-yah-honey.html' title='We Got Nothin&apos; But Love For Yah, Honey.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Sjdn7ap41gI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_58IFts-o8s/s72-c/photo%283%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-6449704771248938859</id><published>2009-06-15T20:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:02:07.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bur, Bur, Bur. Bur is the Word.</title><content type='html'>Totally blog worthy. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got in the mail a super, duper, adorable, make you want to scream OUT LOUD iPhone case. Okay, so I'm probably overhyping this thing up, but I can't help it. It's just too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SjcXF4fgNHI/AAAAAAAAAV4/WgvP7zm05Nk/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SjcXF4fgNHI/AAAAAAAAAV4/WgvP7zm05Nk/s200/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347768472357057650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SjcXyY3LSJI/AAAAAAAAAWA/q_SqebWoLXU/s1600-h/photo%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SjcXyY3LSJI/AAAAAAAAAWA/q_SqebWoLXU/s200/photo%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347769236960528530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's even got back. Oh yeah. Sexy thing, isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Details: Purchased this online &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/iPhone-3G-Executive-Protector-Pattern/dp/B001N7U180/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=miscellaneous&amp;amp;qid=1245124615&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;here.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retails for $8.99. A heckuva lot cheaper than those rubbermaid thing-a-ma-bobs at the Apple store. Yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51iZcChA%2BDL._SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 153px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51iZcChA%2BDL._SL500_AA280_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeped that they other cuties, but resisted the temptation to rescue them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-6449704771248938859?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6449704771248938859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=6449704771248938859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/6449704771248938859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/6449704771248938859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/bur-bur-bur-bur-is-word.html' title='Bur, Bur, Bur. Bur is the Word.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/SjcXF4fgNHI/AAAAAAAAAV4/WgvP7zm05Nk/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-8888618978363530971</id><published>2009-06-15T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:30:23.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is There Such a Thing as a Dog Snob?</title><content type='html'>I can count the number of  dog brand dry food on one had within a span of 7 months Maddie has gone through. I know. I know. I know what you all are already doing and saying after reading that sentence. Shame on me for changing up my puppy's diet so many times. Yeah, I know. I've read the literature and heard it from other dog owners. But, when your dog just isn't eating, you gots to do what you gots to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with Puppy Chow because her mother and siblings started off with that. I wasn't a happy camper feeding her this junk as the nutrient content was insane, so I got to split it with a bag of Science Diet her vet gave us for free on her first visit. She loooooved Science Diet, while I didn't. It was too much money for our wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the husba&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:O6WPegLAgf424M:http://www.britishcollie.co.uk/Pics/Royal%2520Canin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 53px;" src="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:O6WPegLAgf424M:http://www.britishcollie.co.uk/Pics/Royal%2520Canin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nd's friend who is a vet, highly recommend Royal Canine which really didn't do much to our wallets either. That shiz could buy me a pair of shoes at the Nine West outlet! No lie!  Yeah, she loved that too. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went the middle man route and got her a bag of Iams. Yeah, no. She grudgingly&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:V_R_nX2z5xWzzM:http://www.txpyrs.org/TGPRescue/images/ScienceDietLogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 124px;" src="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:V_R_nX2z5xWzzM:http://www.txpyrs.org/TGPRescue/images/ScienceDietLogo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ate this stuff. Sometimes, she wouldn't eat all day until we reminded her to eat. So, we added some Kibbles n' Bits stuff that I felt guilty about because really, you mightest well throw in a cheeseburger into her meal because that's pretty much what it is. Ofcourse, she gobbled  it all up. So, with the suggestion of my coworkers, I added chicken broth at times, some brown rice, even some chicken just to get her to eat her dam Iams food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs109.snc1/4635_88385921733_586841733_1888294_1466840_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs109.snc1/4635_88385921733_586841733_1888294_1466840_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scurry over to today.  We just got sick and tired of it and bought her Science Diet and we are back to having a happy dog. She eats it on the dime. Whenever. Wherever. Jeez, I think we have a dog food snob on our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Maddie was spayed on Thursday and I was a nervous wreck at work the night before and all day while waiting for her to be done. I felt so guilty. She's recovering well, thank goodness. I have to admit, her first day was really hard. She would cry silently to herself while lying down and all I could was just lay with her and pet her to calm her down. Poor baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-8888618978363530971?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8888618978363530971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=8888618978363530971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8888618978363530971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8888618978363530971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-there-such-thing-as-dog-snob.html' title='Is There Such a Thing as a Dog Snob?'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-3469297524102884522</id><published>2009-06-12T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:11:39.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark Your Calendars!</title><content type='html'>Bust out the biggest sharpie to circle this weekend, turn up your alarm for this date. &lt;a href="http://www.renegadecraft.com/san-francisco?site=sf"&gt;The Renegade Craft Fair&lt;/a&gt; is coming to San Francisco on July 18-19th. I've read &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.renegadecraft.com/wp-content/themes/rcf/pix/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 124px;" src="http://www.renegadecraft.com/wp-content/themes/rcf/pix/logo.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so many cool things&lt;br /&gt; about this fair and was so envious of the people that got to attend and peruse the many different products. Now, it's my turn to drool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that absolutely have no clue what this fair is, here is the " abouts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="comp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Renegade Craft Fair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a unique &lt;strong&gt;DIY event&lt;/strong&gt; held annually in &lt;span class="comp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brooklyn, Chicago, Los Angeles &amp;amp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="comp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;San Francisco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. RCF has gained a reputation over the last six years as being the biggest, best and the most well-known of all the DIY craft fairs out there. Each individual fair draws hundreds of applicants and tens of thousands of shoppers from all over the country and abroad! &lt;strong&gt;At RCF you’ll find all sorts of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="comp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cool handmade stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - including plush items, jewelry, posters + prints, craft kits, clothing, stationery + more.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Renegade Craft Fair is &lt;strong&gt;one of the first events of its kind&lt;/strong&gt;, getting its start in Chicago’s Wicker Park in 2003 and spreading like wildfire ever since! The first fair was 1 day and featured just 75 booths. The second fair was 2 days and showcased 125 crafters. In its third year, we went on the road and took over Brooklyn’s McCarren Park with 150 vendors - and eventually moving into historic McCarren Park Pool with 200 booths! In its fifth year, we traveled to the west coast and set-up shop in San Francisco. This year, we’re going on a little tour and heading south to Los Angeles too!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="comp"&gt;Today in 2009&lt;/span&gt;, each unique event features&lt;span class="comp"&gt; hundreds&lt;/span&gt; of the most talented craftsters nationally as well as from around the globe! Brooklyn’s event takes place at &lt;strong&gt;McCarren Park&lt;/strong&gt; - this year along the paths of the track + field area. Chicago’s September event stretches down &lt;span class="comp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Division St.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from Damen - Hermitage.  San Francisco’s show takes place at scenic &lt;span class="comp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fort Mason Center Festival Pavilion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, with sweeping views of the Golden Gate Bridge and Alcatraz.  The 1st ever Los Angeles fair is slated to take place at the &lt;strong&gt;California Market Center&lt;/strong&gt;, with 360 views of the city from the Penthouse.  And our annual Holiday Sale is held in the &lt;strong&gt;Pulaski Park Fieldhouse&lt;/strong&gt; in Chicago’s &lt;span class="comp"&gt;Wicker Park&lt;/span&gt; neighborhood.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Renegade Craft Fair is organized by &lt;span class="comp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sue Daly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, whose a crafter herself, and designs jewelry under the name &lt;a href="http://www.timberhandmade.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Timber!&lt;/a&gt; Her husband &lt;a href="http://www.matdaly.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Mat Daly&lt;/a&gt; makes all of the posters for the events, always being sure to include the beloved owl mascot! The inspiration for RCF came when Sue wanted to take her jewelry-making hobby to the next level, and try selling her stuff at local art fairs. After looking into it a little, it quickly became apparent that there were no shows representing the DIY craft community, which already had a huge presence online. So, with a childhood friend the Renegade Craft Fair was started and provided an exciting, fresh venue for artists and shoppers alike.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See You There!&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/7056741585041091372-3469297524102884522?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3469297524102884522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=3469297524102884522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3469297524102884522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/3469297524102884522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/mark-your-calendars.html' title='Mark Your Calendars!'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-4156402171501525764</id><published>2009-06-08T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:43:07.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Relatives. Do You Have Any?</title><content type='html'>Seems like everybody and their mother is on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/index.php?lh=e9c0f7fca6c85e12a9bf2928f05c934d&amp;amp;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; these days. Like literally. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/index.php?lh=e9c0f7fca6c85e12a9bf2928f05c934d&amp;amp;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; is so much different from Myspace. It's census is opened up and has reached a variety people of ages, it seems, because I'm finding more and more "aunties" on my &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/index.php?lh=e9c0f7fca6c85e12a9bf2928f05c934d&amp;amp;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, at age 33 years old, I still find myself not wanting to add them for fear of having them see my life and reporting it to my parentals. Guess what? Well, I mightest well add all of my aunties now because my own father is on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/index.php?lh=e9c0f7fca6c85e12a9bf2928f05c934d&amp;amp;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v291/203/78/506982584/n506982584_566121_8792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 164px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v291/203/78/506982584/n506982584_566121_8792.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's kinda cool that his profile picture is of me and him walking down the aisle. Awww, right? But, it's just awkward to know that he's on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/index.php?lh=e9c0f7fca6c85e12a9bf2928f05c934d&amp;amp;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; and sees my days in and outs throughout my life. While, I have nothing to hide, except for the fact that I'm sometimes posting that I'm either drunk and/or cussing and dropping the F bombs. F, Speaking of which. F. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the initial step and asked him to be my " friend." Ironically, I'm on super stealth mode on FB. I know....how can I have a public blog and be off the radar on FB? You can't even click on my name and partially see my profile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-4156402171501525764?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4156402171501525764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=4156402171501525764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4156402171501525764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4156402171501525764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/facebook-relatives-do-you-have-any.html' title='Facebook Relatives. Do You Have Any?'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-8508137375798063533</id><published>2009-06-07T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:01:10.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Another Weekend Roundup.</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to not just do the Weekend Roundup, but with my work schedule these days, it's kinda hard to blog during the week. I'm hibernating when I'm working hoping to just get through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am blogging yet another weekend roundup. We finally had a semi relaxing weekend as we were able to just lounge in our pj's all day on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:fVMs4O6gsS8PPM:http://files.myopera.com/noisewar/blog/up_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 142px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:fVMs4O6gsS8PPM:http://files.myopera.com/noisewar/blog/up_ver2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v337/134/51/586841733/s586841733_832907_7716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v337/134/51/586841733/s586841733_832907_7716.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, the hubs and I had a double date night with another couple. We watched Up in 3D. I have to admit that I was a little bit nervous because recently within the past few months, every time I watched a movie, I would get all hot and start to get nauseated. The last time it really got bad was when we watched Marley and Me. I had to leave the theatre for some fresh air. The smell of " Clinique Happy" was getting the best of me a little bit too much, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, nothing crazy like that happened this time around. Phew! Because, I really wanted to see and enjoy this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Six9ZQij2VI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qoFnJME57M8/s1600-h/IMG_0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Six9ZQij2VI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qoFnJME57M8/s200/IMG_0655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344784730672060754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, we hea&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Six8HZk6ZmI/AAAAAAAAAVU/PMNOb5bMHmo/s1600-h/IMG_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Six8HZk6ZmI/AAAAAAAAAVU/PMNOb5bMHmo/s200/IMG_0658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344783324348573282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ded over to my hometown and partaked in the celebration of my niece's highschool graduation. Strange feeling it is to see someone born and watch her grow up into a beautiful young woman. I hear myself quote what I always heard from my aunts/uncles growing up and that is, " Gosh, I remember when you were so small....blah blah blah.... I feel old... blah blah, blah... Do you guys find yourself saying the same things???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning, I spontaneously decided to check out the Farmer's Market nearby. I &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Six-fjcTy7I/AAAAAAAAAVk/hc28pMTxYy4/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Six-fjcTy7I/AAAAAAAAAVk/hc28pMTxYy4/s200/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344785938336959410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kept hearing from a couple of friends that it was a great Farmer's Market. Looking at the reviews on &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/sunday-farmers-market-sacramento"&gt;Yelp &lt;/a&gt;sealed the deal and off we went looking all toe'd up. But, I didn't care. I figured, everyone else was going to look toe'd up since it was early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought an array of stuff. We even bought farm fresh eggs for the first time! That night, the hubs made some stir fry with the bok choy we purchased and it was yummmmay! We are definitely going to try to make this a Sunday tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-8508137375798063533?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8508137375798063533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=8508137375798063533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8508137375798063533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8508137375798063533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/yet-another-weekend-roundup.html' title='Yet Another Weekend Roundup.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Six9ZQij2VI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qoFnJME57M8/s72-c/IMG_0655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-4324690021981795955</id><published>2009-06-02T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:24:05.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Love of Makeup.</title><content type='html'>I've always wondered what it felt and looked  like to get your eyes permanently tattooed. My mamasita has been talking about wanting to do it, but she's so afraid that I don't think she ever will despite her BFF getting her eyebrows done and her hairstylist.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:uonVMyVAJaluUM:http://media.merchantcircle.com/19825218/aura%25202_medium.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 89px;" src="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:uonVMyVAJaluUM:http://media.merchantcircle.com/19825218/aura%25202_medium.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/v224/1066/74/n537167313_4205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 132px;" src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/v224/1066/74/n537167313_4205.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend/sorority sister, &lt;a href="http://lisayachang.blogspot.com/"&gt;Autumn Wedding&lt;/a&gt;, recently had her eyes and eyebrows permanently tattooed and she documented her experience on her blog. I couldn't believe she took the plunge. Like she said in her blog, when you think of permanent makeup, you think of a fellow Aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I think she looks good. What I admire about it, is that you don't have to worry about any smearing after so many hours. I hate the way I look after a 12 hour night shift @ work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I could do it though. I'm too chicken. Heck, when I got my tattoo in college, the employee had to give me a glucose pill because I was getting lightheaded. Pretty, sad, huh? So, I can't imagine getting my eyes tattooed and what pill they would have to give me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are wondering, I have a quarter sized, colored sunflower of a tattoo on the right side of my lower back, aka tramp stamp.  Back in college, I was obsessed with sunflowers. So, it only seemed natural to get one. I don't regret getting a sunflower. I like sunflowers, but not as much as I did back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you plan on getting permanent makeup?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-4324690021981795955?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4324690021981795955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=4324690021981795955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4324690021981795955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4324690021981795955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-love-of-makeup.html' title='For the Love of Makeup.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-8204983563303458803</id><published>2009-06-01T19:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:05:42.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will It Ever End?</title><content type='html'>We had yet another busy weekend. Chock full of activities, even Maddie was pooped out and she's a 7 month old puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v4511/64/0/26208359/n26208359_31597053_3957136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 138px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v4511/64/0/26208359/n26208359_31597053_3957136.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kicked off by partaking in celebrating my little brother's 25th birthday celebrati&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v4565/29/124/26208983/n26208983_31587411_3391471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 135px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v4565/29/124/26208983/n26208983_31587411_3391471.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on. Little did he know that this was 1 of 3 of  his birthday events. Heh. I still can't believe he's a whopping twenty five. Where did all the time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how I was so scared for him on his first day of starting a new highschoo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v4695/134/51/586841733/n586841733_1823822_6522921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v4695/134/51/586841733/n586841733_1823822_6522921.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;l. He knew all but 3 people and those were good family friends. But, I guess, I underestimated him and he was able to make numerous amount of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lounged at&lt;a href="http://sofiasacramento.com/"&gt; Sofia &lt;/a&gt;which is a smooth Italian looking restaurant. I liked the feel it gave once you entered. You immediately wanted to sip on a cool drink for some odd reason. Weird what some restaurants may do to your senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His girlfriend, &lt;a href="http://miss-ube.xanga.com/"&gt;Miss_Ube&lt;/a&gt;, threw a surprise birthday dinner turned into masquerede theme party for him. While we didn't attend the masquerade party because we are old farties, we did dine with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs094.snc1/4695_83713336733_586841733_1825049_6819557_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs094.snc1/4695_83713336733_586841733_1825049_6819557_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e attended the SPCA Doggy Dash of Sacramento at William Land Park. I as well as Maddie were smiling from ear to ear as soon as we arrived. There were 3,000 dogs in attendance, both large and small and no fights, surprisngly. Lots of cool dog vendors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, we were like, " slooooow down, Maddie, " as she kept pulling us on her harness. But, eventually, she calmed down and just enjoyed the day with the other dogs. She got to wear her first shirt. A bit snug, but she still looked like a pretty dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we kicked it at the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=sacramento+rivercats+&amp;amp;ie=utf-8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;aq=t&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a"&gt;Sacramento Rivercats&lt;/a&gt; game, a minor Triple AAA baseball team for the Oakland A's,  with some our friends whom we call the  Dubyah Association. We all share the same last names, hence the association coupled with the fact that many Chinese have an association, so heck why not form our little own, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs094.snc1/4695_83858586733_586841733_1827065_6010559_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs094.snc1/4695_83858586733_586841733_1827065_6010559_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I was belittled to sit behind a lovely pimply, long nail-greasy haired dude that had the words, " White Pride" tatooed on his forearms. F. Meh. It was pure entertainment watching him and his familia. Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we yet again celebrated my little brother's birthday but among the family and his and my friends. I love how we can all mesh like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the most awesome looking cake at &lt;a href="http://www.copenhagenbakery.com/"&gt;Copenhagen Bakery&lt;/a&gt; in Burlingame, CA.  It was awesome, because it had his freakin' image of him when he was 4 years old in a cowboy gettup. I'll have to post a picture of it soon, as I don't have an image on me. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-8204983563303458803?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8204983563303458803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=8204983563303458803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8204983563303458803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/8204983563303458803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/will-it-ever-end.html' title='Will It Ever End?'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-4739745707894557404</id><published>2009-05-28T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T11:15:16.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Together at Last.</title><content type='html'>When we purchased our 4 seater Klippan couch at &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/"&gt;Ikea&lt;/a&gt;, I was disappointed wit&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ikea.com/PIAimages/67305_PE180948_S3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 142px;" src="http://www.ikea.com/PIAimages/67305_PE180948_S3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;h the covers they offered. So basic. They offered black, blue,  and two types of whites which makes me scratch my head because both whites look the same. {?}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I turned to the trusty ole' internet and ran into what looks like one of the only vendors that sells a variety, if not, cute Klippan colors and patterns.  &lt;a href="http://www.bemz.com/?utm_source=newsletter&amp;amp;utm_medium=email&amp;amp;utm_content=Bemz.com_text&amp;amp;utm_campaign=NewsletterMay09EN"&gt;BEMZ &lt;/a&gt; is the name of the company. Sucks that it's based out of the UK because shipping is a bitch to pay. Tacks on another $100 just to ship the dang fabric.... can you believes????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there is Ebay, but it's very limited to certain colors like, barf pink. No offense to the pink colored couch owners. I'm sure it looks lovely in your casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, &lt;a href="http://www.bemz.com/?utm_source=newsletter&amp;amp;utm_medium=email&amp;amp;utm_content=Bemz.com_text&amp;amp;utm_campaign=NewsletterMay09EN"&gt;BEMZ &lt;/a&gt;sent me an email informing me of a lovely unity. &lt;a href="http://www.bemz.com/?utm_source=newsletter&amp;amp;utm_medium=email&amp;amp;utm_content=Bemz.com_text&amp;amp;utm_campaign=NewsletterMay09EN"&gt;BEMZ&lt;/a&gt; + Marimekko. Oh mah gaaawwwd. This is new&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bemz.com/images/furniture_new/250x250/KLI2_M6008_250x250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 185px;" src="http://www.bemz.com/images/furniture_new/250x250/KLI2_M6008_250x250.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s. I heart Marimekko patterns. I want to spoon with the&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bemz.com/images/furniture_new/250x250/KLI2_M6005_250x250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 139px;" src="http://www.bemz.com/images/furniture_new/250x250/KLI2_M6005_250x250.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;m everytime I see such a pattern because they are just so bright, cheery, and makes you plain smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They start at a retail price of $289. Yowzers, I know! Kinda up there. But, hey, it's Marimekko, right? My favorite is the Prallini-Light Grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bemz.com/"&gt;BEMZ&lt;/a&gt; does not only specialize in Klippan couch covers. It has covers for all Ikea couches. So, if you are looking to spruce up your Ikea couch with a bit of flair, you may want to check out &lt;a href="http://www.bemz.com/"&gt;BEMZ.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-4739745707894557404?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4739745707894557404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=4739745707894557404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4739745707894557404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/4739745707894557404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/together-at-last.html' title='Together at Last.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-817419924228857175</id><published>2009-05-27T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:51:06.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heel, Maddie.</title><content type='html'>This weekend is a big weekend for Maddie. It'll be her first official doggie walk with other dogs and people&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v647/134/51/586841733/s586841733_1480559_5489852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v647/134/51/586841733/s586841733_1480559_5489852.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I'm a tad bit nervous as she tends to get "highly stimulated" when around other dogs and wants to play with them. Hence, the hubby saying, " You are walking her!" Ugh. Gee thanks, bub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've prepared for her walk by purchasing her a harness to keep her in control and have been walking her as much as we can to just get her used to the outside world and more importantly, her freakin' leash! It's been quite the adventure, I must say and alot of saying, " Maddie, NO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are participating in the &lt;a href="http://www.sspca.org/DoggyDash/"&gt;SPCA doggie dash&lt;/a&gt; at William Land Park &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/v230/1917/13/n1479736039_7528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 152px;" src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/v230/1917/13/n1479736039_7528.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in Sacramen&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:8Ctz0Za6QOVUpM:http://www.midtowngrid.com/storage/users/3/3/images/3915/IMG_8420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 112px;" src="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:8Ctz0Za6QOVUpM:http://www.midtowngrid.com/storage/users/3/3/images/3915/IMG_8420.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to, CA. I'm really looking forward to this walk primarily because I just looooove this park. I usually go jogging here with the Wendells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:NKpxeRRTU8gDSM:http://z.about.com/d/homebuying/1/0/L/9/-/-/1999-13th500x375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:NKpxeRRTU8gDSM:http://z.about.com/d/homebuying/1/0/L/9/-/-/1999-13th500x375.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The area is surrounded by beautiful and charming homes and the park itself is just cozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll be getting spayed on June 11th, by the way and I'm soooo nervous. I never really thought I'd be such a wreck when it comes to such a routine procedure. But, she's getting older ( she's 7 months, now!) and I know that she needs to get this done. Ugh. I'm going to need some love on this day as much as she needs love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-817419924228857175?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/817419924228857175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=817419924228857175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/817419924228857175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/817419924228857175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/heel-maddie.html' title='Heel, Maddie.'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-5883681503948720269</id><published>2009-05-26T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T15:43:16.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2nd Love: Purses</title><content type='html'>I don't know what it is with me and BIG purses. I'm talking, big, roomie, ginormous, the size of my head kind of big. Heck, I'm the perfect person to come with if you ever want to sneak in some snacks into a movie. I gotcha, girl, it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A coworker/friend who is my purse partner in crime introduced me to this awesome-lovely website. I have yet to order from them, but I'll probably be ordering from them soon. They have one heck of collection going on and I just had to share it with you gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website is called &lt;a href="http://shopsueyboutique.com/blog/"&gt;ShopSuey.&lt;/a&gt; All if not most of the purses retail for under $60! Sweet, sweet deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-5883681503948720269?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5883681503948720269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056741585041091372&amp;postID=5883681503948720269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5883681503948720269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056741585041091372/posts/default/5883681503948720269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandeldreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-2nd-love-purses.html' title='My 2nd Love: Purses'/><author><name>Pandesaldreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346313252804790835</uri><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/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/S0l-fmBcXtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/gLYfAbif6FA/S220/photo(33).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056741585041091372.post-6726447164595860245</id><published>2009-05-26T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:11:49.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Weekend Roundup.</title><content type='html'>Busy, Busy Weekend for the Dubyah's. Moreso, because it was our&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; First Year Wedding Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;. I still can't believe it's already been one year for us. I know this sounds cliche to say, but it really does feel as though it just happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/ShwVzznAXvI/AAAAAAAAAUs/qrCDXcl49zQ/s1600-h/StacyGordonWed-124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/ShwVzznAXvI/AAAAAAAAAUs/qrCDXcl49zQ/s200/StacyGordonWed-124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340167237925887730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/ShwWiwy9BZI/AAAAAAAAAU0/tdbWUkep2Bc/s1600-h/StacyGordonWed-126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/ShwWiwy9BZI/AAAAAAAAAU0/tdbWUkep2Bc/s200/StacyGordonWed-126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340168044624545170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Am I the ultimate sap when I say that I nearly come to tears when I lookback on our wedding day or even when I view the little video tidbits the event planner puts on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1071379958&amp;amp;v=feed&amp;amp;story_fbid=109764613135#/pages/Agoura-Hills-CA/Malibou-Lake-Mountain-Club/185525700541"&gt;Malibou Lake's fan page&lt;/a&gt; on Facebook?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v3767/134/51/586841733/s586841733_1752195_521929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v3767/134/51/586841733/s586841733_1752195_521929.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already received my wedding anniversary gift. Remember my Garmin watch? Love it by the way.  Its able to tell me acurately how many miles I've ran using the GPS system built into it, calories burned, and I'm able to save my routes if I so happen to go on a different run route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the first &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:9LJ5dCbxYAzKOM:http://paracletefootball.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/cal_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 110px;" src="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:9LJ5dCbxYAzKOM:http://paracletefootball.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/cal_logo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;year anniversary is a "paper" theme, I gifted the hubs, a pair of season tickets to the Cal football games. Unfortunately, the tickets don't arrive till end of July, so I printed out a list of the home games. Kinda anti-climatic if you will. I think I was jumping up for joy as he was opening up his gift more than he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened his card, looked at the printout and was just staring at it for what felt like the loooooooooooongest 3 seconds of my life. I'm like, " DUDE, YOU JUST GOT SEASON TICKETS, YO!" WTH? Same something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call it shocked. Call it disbelief. Call it whatever. He said he loves his present and I can only believe him and hope that he really does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents were so sweet and gifted us a digital frame to which they uploaded som&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:njunmpnPCkerKM:http://www.visualspread.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/digitalpictureframe.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:njunmpnPCkerKM:http://www.visualspread.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/digitalpictureframe.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e snapshots of our wedding day. Loooove it! We have a digital frame, but never took it out of its box to use it. Now, I'm a huge fan of them. I feel so  futuristic now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can upload videos which I plan on doing as soon as I figure how to do so. Heh. I'm really slooooooooooooow when it comes to technology, so hopefully, I'll get it up and running before the year ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/ShwiuMAYmaI/AAAAAAAAAVM/h8kAGm_NWp8/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/ShwiuMAYmaI/AAAAAAAAAVM/h8kAGm_NWp8/s200/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340181435046730146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the act&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Shwe08B1zJI/AAAAAAAAAU8/m4cUF6GlM4k/s1600-h/IMG_0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/Shwe08B1zJI/AAAAAAAAAU8/m4cUF6GlM4k/s200/IMG_0645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340177152970443922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ual celebration of our One Year, we decided to celebrate it at one of our favorite restaurants, &lt;a href="http://www.adhocrestaurant.com/"&gt;Ad Hoc&lt;/a&gt; in Yountville, California.  Lucky us, got to nosh on leek salad, lobster rolls, and lemon pound cake with fresh blueberries and vanilla whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse, the hubs ran into one of his old college friends. Big, Big surprise, right? We even were seated right smack dab next to them. So, it made for a pretty conversational one year anniversary dinner. Gotta plug it in. His friend opened up a restaurant in San Francisco called, &lt;a href="http://www.5a5stk.com/"&gt;5A5.   &lt;/a&gt;We plan on checking it out sometime this year. He also hopes to open up a bakery, too, that specializes in cupcakes. Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/ShwhB8iUowI/AAAAAAAAAVE/wC503TlN1y8/s1600-h/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FjoCKh-Dqg/ShwhB8iUowI/AAAAAAAAAVE/wC503TlN1y8/s200/IMG_0632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340179575468237570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, the hubs, best woman, came up and we trotted around town. We ended up checking out the town of Locke, California to see the oldest Chinatown. It sure was a sight to see. Looked like a western movie set, except it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty sad because they are in dire need of money to help continue restore the buildings. Gonna see what I can do, sorority-wise, to help raise funds for this place. I would hate for it to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, the family had a little small gathering. Sadly, no bbq {saved for the following weekend}, but we had a medly of take home dim sum, Popeye's chicken, Churro's, and homemade bolognese sauce that was brewing for like a gazillion hours. Random food items, I know, but it was all too yummy and I went home with NO stomache ache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056741585041091372-6726447164595860245?l=pandeldreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='htt
