tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365138442024-03-06T21:43:31.806-08:00MatterdaysIt is what it is ...Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.comBlogger612125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-70355472922767471882011-11-13T08:46:00.000-08:002011-11-13T09:06:20.077-08:00November 12 of 12<div>Yes, despite my sporadic (to say the least) posting, I have a 12 of 12 to share this month. It was actually a weekend, a day that both Scott and I had off, and there was actually the opportunity to take pictures. Don't expect this every month! (I'm sure y'all don't ... )<br /><br />So here we go. All pictures were taken Saturday, November 12, 2011 in Seattle, Washington.</div><p><br /> </p><p align="center">The pond in our back yard. The maples are pretty brilliant this fall:<br /></p><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovSF_MLc1g3HYBsRoG9KApwpuVmhSOKJk54t5u4STwqWvgPSeXMrIiNMm2EOTxX-taS-tNJ5e6cJXsapUrCXoH9kQjWo8hCN6pE9qvomr6xKUmQ9MBG-y6ZkCtGgvAkaPmqsV/s1600/A-Pondie.jpg"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674523664238477346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovSF_MLc1g3HYBsRoG9KApwpuVmhSOKJk54t5u4STwqWvgPSeXMrIiNMm2EOTxX-taS-tNJ5e6cJXsapUrCXoH9kQjWo8hCN6pE9qvomr6xKUmQ9MBG-y6ZkCtGgvAkaPmqsV/s320/A-Pondie.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhovSF_MLc1g3HYBsRoG9KApwpuVmhSOKJk54t5u4STwqWvgPSeXMrIiNMm2EOTxX-taS-tNJ5e6cJXsapUrCXoH9kQjWo8hCN6pE9qvomr6xKUmQ9MBG-y6ZkCtGgvAkaPmqsV/s1600/A-Pondie.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center">Looking out the leaded glass of our front door:<br /></p><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVtcDJkX2XnEYppj5hVT3bgJ9Lk9Fyqmp281VqmpclCAcIWAm6mZT-ah58zV-8S5jsZ6nHTMkvZKMabHJ0-UPM83b0KxzAWqEUb4icDbWEEee8YwYv8gQDnMdbf07vTtEUulBq/s1600/B-Front+Door.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674523651796139794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVtcDJkX2XnEYppj5hVT3bgJ9Lk9Fyqmp281VqmpclCAcIWAm6mZT-ah58zV-8S5jsZ6nHTMkvZKMabHJ0-UPM83b0KxzAWqEUb4icDbWEEee8YwYv8gQDnMdbf07vTtEUulBq/s320/B-Front+Door.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVtcDJkX2XnEYppj5hVT3bgJ9Lk9Fyqmp281VqmpclCAcIWAm6mZT-ah58zV-8S5jsZ6nHTMkvZKMabHJ0-UPM83b0KxzAWqEUb4icDbWEEee8YwYv8gQDnMdbf07vTtEUulBq/s1600/B-Front+Door.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center">Building in First Hill, just outside of downtown:<br /></p><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU-a7BT0RW_ZTBKYhJj9-AuLgQvi_2ywbWtdaR5dhT2mhhkQyQhFgdGE91o2M-N2NW0ZKngPcUmayscfZcBdW4G45PVApTzUH2uqK2ptr8Tg0JdsXNxqP3ZReEqrQjRh11TDDt/s1600/D-Circle+Buildings.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674523653517531346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU-a7BT0RW_ZTBKYhJj9-AuLgQvi_2ywbWtdaR5dhT2mhhkQyQhFgdGE91o2M-N2NW0ZKngPcUmayscfZcBdW4G45PVApTzUH2uqK2ptr8Tg0JdsXNxqP3ZReEqrQjRh11TDDt/s320/D-Circle+Buildings.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU-a7BT0RW_ZTBKYhJj9-AuLgQvi_2ywbWtdaR5dhT2mhhkQyQhFgdGE91o2M-N2NW0ZKngPcUmayscfZcBdW4G45PVApTzUH2uqK2ptr8Tg0JdsXNxqP3ZReEqrQjRh11TDDt/s1600/D-Circle+Buildings.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">We grabbed lunch at the First Hill Bar & Grill - the lighting (and my camera) aren't that great, but have you seen "My Big Fat Greek Wedding"?<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP3bVHvGaA1E4qiO-H0NTH-1gDPklJTEp0DerDIsEvc5OIcfIS9WqJJkZm0Fw_PQKd9yaizp9Hm9IQd0SsFmUaXm3Lk8KQg0ivHxWm7XNF1S0hmsL8ZAMhy_31mvXvutGiOwS8/s1600/E-Restaurant.jpg"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674523649539162050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP3bVHvGaA1E4qiO-H0NTH-1gDPklJTEp0DerDIsEvc5OIcfIS9WqJJkZm0Fw_PQKd9yaizp9Hm9IQd0SsFmUaXm3Lk8KQg0ivHxWm7XNF1S0hmsL8ZAMhy_31mvXvutGiOwS8/s320/E-Restaurant.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP3bVHvGaA1E4qiO-H0NTH-1gDPklJTEp0DerDIsEvc5OIcfIS9WqJJkZm0Fw_PQKd9yaizp9Hm9IQd0SsFmUaXm3Lk8KQg0ivHxWm7XNF1S0hmsL8ZAMhy_31mvXvutGiOwS8/s1600/E-Restaurant.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">Cologne dispenser in the men's room. Yes, it's between the urinals. Notice the high quality '80's selections of scents:<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlWqJBRmje7suCJvcXscYyIJAxOtH_y2NjT6kxgjMd1HDoW7C78Qu_6HgsTn8SDOIx_gpNku6ByjFISn706pYfosvPey8h_-8FGdY55eGEMYlDOpzVyhSz1raP2Xkvgo4ualWh/s1600/F-Eau+de+Toilette.jpg"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674523645404383298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlWqJBRmje7suCJvcXscYyIJAxOtH_y2NjT6kxgjMd1HDoW7C78Qu_6HgsTn8SDOIx_gpNku6ByjFISn706pYfosvPey8h_-8FGdY55eGEMYlDOpzVyhSz1raP2Xkvgo4ualWh/s320/F-Eau+de+Toilette.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlWqJBRmje7suCJvcXscYyIJAxOtH_y2NjT6kxgjMd1HDoW7C78Qu_6HgsTn8SDOIx_gpNku6ByjFISn706pYfosvPey8h_-8FGdY55eGEMYlDOpzVyhSz1raP2Xkvgo4ualWh/s1600/F-Eau+de+Toilette.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">I used to live a couple of blocks from here when I first moved to Seattle. I miss a lot of things about this neighborhood:<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieuGW0zi6owOKzyahZwhCh1yfP2iWyYR3367LpnRMXYRPWRElfzUtnSGOSG5JOHzA333iBdGXngd-e8j5F6uVFRgG95xlv9wBqZJywrQcb5GjBZfiYY9oAMgAJme_Ht1ElQDEJ/s1600/G-Old+Neighborhood.jpg"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674524190258540850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieuGW0zi6owOKzyahZwhCh1yfP2iWyYR3367LpnRMXYRPWRElfzUtnSGOSG5JOHzA333iBdGXngd-e8j5F6uVFRgG95xlv9wBqZJywrQcb5GjBZfiYY9oAMgAJme_Ht1ElQDEJ/s320/G-Old+Neighborhood.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieuGW0zi6owOKzyahZwhCh1yfP2iWyYR3367LpnRMXYRPWRElfzUtnSGOSG5JOHzA333iBdGXngd-e8j5F6uVFRgG95xlv9wBqZJywrQcb5GjBZfiYY9oAMgAJme_Ht1ElQDEJ/s1600/G-Old+Neighborhood.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">I love the older buildings around here:<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj26hcKZySLbbwZd3FKbNE9-LilUw2IdilLrNOwUUzCLt-8qxV4qICv6jPhQaSQXpGNhpe6TbiZ0fbZ7Q2wip744lbjCXIdMsKEYZ-nc-T9-aOnSoSoM4YWsUUiIb1oCY0yRxHF/s1600/H-Cool+Older+Building.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674524190646256066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj26hcKZySLbbwZd3FKbNE9-LilUw2IdilLrNOwUUzCLt-8qxV4qICv6jPhQaSQXpGNhpe6TbiZ0fbZ7Q2wip744lbjCXIdMsKEYZ-nc-T9-aOnSoSoM4YWsUUiIb1oCY0yRxHF/s320/H-Cool+Older+Building.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj26hcKZySLbbwZd3FKbNE9-LilUw2IdilLrNOwUUzCLt-8qxV4qICv6jPhQaSQXpGNhpe6TbiZ0fbZ7Q2wip744lbjCXIdMsKEYZ-nc-T9-aOnSoSoM4YWsUUiIb1oCY0yRxHF/s1600/H-Cool+Older+Building.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">Town Hall Seattle. We're here to be a part of the radio audience for the taping of two episodes of NPR's <a href="http://www.saysyou.net/">Says You</a>:<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtQvu7gpVCPDsW0FuggT27mueUi_VmlM0fq7vH-s6nTu_DZZCWzRtJWLX7WotbhVnO3WhH4nn2QDnPZpS-YaOwdnDnj3nhjO-oD0CzwV98lEv5sHYtt8c2aNo4-Ztm72pct6wh/s1600/I-Town+Hall.jpg"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674524178560229106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtQvu7gpVCPDsW0FuggT27mueUi_VmlM0fq7vH-s6nTu_DZZCWzRtJWLX7WotbhVnO3WhH4nn2QDnPZpS-YaOwdnDnj3nhjO-oD0CzwV98lEv5sHYtt8c2aNo4-Ztm72pct6wh/s320/I-Town+Hall.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtQvu7gpVCPDsW0FuggT27mueUi_VmlM0fq7vH-s6nTu_DZZCWzRtJWLX7WotbhVnO3WhH4nn2QDnPZpS-YaOwdnDnj3nhjO-oD0CzwV98lEv5sHYtt8c2aNo4-Ztm72pct6wh/s1600/I-Town+Hall.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center"><br />The stage (I didn't get any good pictures of the panelists, so this is it):</div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAJd_b20K6Fuowsmr_3azXDIbR9k_AZTeDrqTnmOZHPRVnPByfj8UdWrN7pTkRL9FbM6Y7T2CO-4DNYuvRUNBVHOmy0Cv_D4IFCZi5Wtt8ltljQzQRishZQ7qQgmzWO_obg-PX/s1600/J-Stage.jpg"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674524176527327586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAJd_b20K6Fuowsmr_3azXDIbR9k_AZTeDrqTnmOZHPRVnPByfj8UdWrN7pTkRL9FbM6Y7T2CO-4DNYuvRUNBVHOmy0Cv_D4IFCZi5Wtt8ltljQzQRishZQ7qQgmzWO_obg-PX/s320/J-Stage.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAJd_b20K6Fuowsmr_3azXDIbR9k_AZTeDrqTnmOZHPRVnPByfj8UdWrN7pTkRL9FbM6Y7T2CO-4DNYuvRUNBVHOmy0Cv_D4IFCZi5Wtt8ltljQzQRishZQ7qQgmzWO_obg-PX/s1600/J-Stage.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">One of the windows in the Great Hall. Town Hall Seattle was originally a church built in the early 1900's:<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAs_Br9GeB-36DbI3P1_0luj_OFfftgtDiq3y54ECvGX_4cveZCVKQxUJS8RNKJakeTgK6dQpZDE9VBYBFq-XvljZXGRV15LDmOTrI-RUYoy_8PPUjPYLp_Q_EPbgG0bi8Vw0b/s1600/K-Window.jpg"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674524172054020770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAs_Br9GeB-36DbI3P1_0luj_OFfftgtDiq3y54ECvGX_4cveZCVKQxUJS8RNKJakeTgK6dQpZDE9VBYBFq-XvljZXGRV15LDmOTrI-RUYoy_8PPUjPYLp_Q_EPbgG0bi8Vw0b/s320/K-Window.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAs_Br9GeB-36DbI3P1_0luj_OFfftgtDiq3y54ECvGX_4cveZCVKQxUJS8RNKJakeTgK6dQpZDE9VBYBFq-XvljZXGRV15LDmOTrI-RUYoy_8PPUjPYLp_Q_EPbgG0bi8Vw0b/s1600/K-Window.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">The carpet. I'm thinking of getting this for our house:<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbktSgVXG3q8T4tPXogZwme1LBIlZZnTJa-KAWROQHEoQJbowByTN-wdPmO8sjsMBPTk_sTMJL4EpMUxqPJtXebOyj1JeWzCxgJokTDB8c3Erqr_kiUE-08VPUuh5XI6LpIfCJ/s1600/L-Carpet.jpg"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674524380953967122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbktSgVXG3q8T4tPXogZwme1LBIlZZnTJa-KAWROQHEoQJbowByTN-wdPmO8sjsMBPTk_sTMJL4EpMUxqPJtXebOyj1JeWzCxgJokTDB8c3Erqr_kiUE-08VPUuh5XI6LpIfCJ/s320/L-Carpet.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbktSgVXG3q8T4tPXogZwme1LBIlZZnTJa-KAWROQHEoQJbowByTN-wdPmO8sjsMBPTk_sTMJL4EpMUxqPJtXebOyj1JeWzCxgJokTDB8c3Erqr_kiUE-08VPUuh5XI6LpIfCJ/s1600/L-Carpet.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center"><a href="http://www.scootersville.net/">Scott</a> and me. We always have fun:<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwWOE6W-EA1yHiJ3PBligrGnljEpYeL_-H1DItlNgdy3vm4VD75KzKZSS2VcH_XMqP6CNrKAbxqk8pCla_FhQVNCIHcNRua5Cz-kYLXgOzffgH3Uw62vDdXiiYcR-ijU_20nja/s1600/M-Us.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674524380182097634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwWOE6W-EA1yHiJ3PBligrGnljEpYeL_-H1DItlNgdy3vm4VD75KzKZSS2VcH_XMqP6CNrKAbxqk8pCla_FhQVNCIHcNRua5Cz-kYLXgOzffgH3Uw62vDdXiiYcR-ijU_20nja/s320/M-Us.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwWOE6W-EA1yHiJ3PBligrGnljEpYeL_-H1DItlNgdy3vm4VD75KzKZSS2VcH_XMqP6CNrKAbxqk8pCla_FhQVNCIHcNRua5Cz-kYLXgOzffgH3Uw62vDdXiiYcR-ijU_20nja/s1600/M-Us.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p><br /> </p><p>Thanks for coming. Hope to see you again soon. Have a great day!</p>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-3433136071899104922011-10-22T08:01:00.000-07:002011-10-22T08:03:59.729-07:00Today.<p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcGpiYro9eRgsvExc29cXip4hl0kXQPDJwWrB1XWjqWgFGV9p70rU1pgXIDBg5PSMsvfkrB53AHByhMMCJ5A7Q1UfYs4Kvdr0UdbyS-_mnFPYnqP92GtepBkYmqJsZ0LYnkz83/s1600/510px-K-44_svg.bmp"><img style="width: 320px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666332059875198258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcGpiYro9eRgsvExc29cXip4hl0kXQPDJwWrB1XWjqWgFGV9p70rU1pgXIDBg5PSMsvfkrB53AHByhMMCJ5A7Q1UfYs4Kvdr0UdbyS-_mnFPYnqP92GtepBkYmqJsZ0LYnkz83/s320/510px-K-44_svg.bmp" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcGpiYro9eRgsvExc29cXip4hl0kXQPDJwWrB1XWjqWgFGV9p70rU1pgXIDBg5PSMsvfkrB53AHByhMMCJ5A7Q1UfYs4Kvdr0UdbyS-_mnFPYnqP92GtepBkYmqJsZ0LYnkz83/s1600/510px-K-44_svg.bmp"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-41909595434942332982011-08-12T19:32:00.000-07:002011-08-12T19:39:57.195-07:00August 12 of 12<p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj18Kvn0gcimpaUzPimcqGju49OJpE6EYMYQSyniTgiy8in-yL9nqkssFdbGBWC1L4E3_Hr6OhHrwAlwp9Sd8FWVpf2PYadHz9w87X2OWo4AUUnBWF2S2f289uzdk_VMtU6ncuw/s1600/1-Candle+In+A+Window.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; 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height: 271px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638290473815795922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6920LxmhHCJShVqBoxnfWUrcqrZSxrDYXNePno9f8R6JRC0nuL9E9vype4fsy0MJk_wzvPv06eJKxXfuGTtsn1xlMtu64ZC27Nt_tclRkPKulYnILu9HhZ8GWPcnkx3KBoqMb/s320/IMG_4123.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6920LxmhHCJShVqBoxnfWUrcqrZSxrDYXNePno9f8R6JRC0nuL9E9vype4fsy0MJk_wzvPv06eJKxXfuGTtsn1xlMtu64ZC27Nt_tclRkPKulYnILu9HhZ8GWPcnkx3KBoqMb/s1600/IMG_4123.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><br /><br /><br />She was eight weeks old when Scott got her. A runt of a Weimaraner pup, out of the entire litter she came over to him to say hi. Love at first sight.<br /><br />The breeder was an older man in a poor South Seattle neighborhood, near Boeing field. The dogs were outside dogs, the pups born and reared under the house. No wonder she always did her business under our deck. Old habits die hard.<br /><br />Scott would put her inside his jacket and take her to the grocery store with him. She was so proud when she was able to climb up on the couch by herself, climb over the baby gate, climb up the stairs. Still small as she grew up, she was sleek, fast, athletic. She would catch birds in mid-flight in the back yard, leave them on the back step. I love you, I hunted for you.<br /><br />And such a cuddler. She would burrow under the covers with us. Get up on the pillows behind our heads, get behind them, get under them. Lick our hands, our faces, our noses. <br /><br />She loved going camping, splashing in the river, smelling the air. She ran like a bunny - hopping, scampering, ears perched back, smile on her face.<br /><br />She survived learning to live with our next dog, Kitty. And later, with Kali. A once proud alpha dog, she became relegated to the back of the pack. But we were her companions, her masters, her gods. Once we were in her sight, all was right with the world.<br /><br />We lost <a href="http://matterdays.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-heart-is-broken.html">Kitty</a> over a year ago. Suddenly we realized they were buddies, she missed her, something was gone from her life.<br /><br />Four months ago, over fourteen years old, she lost the use of one of her hind legs. Degenerative spinal issues. On with the medications - anti-inflammatory, pain pills, incontinence pills. Then the digestive issues. For four months I cooked chicken and rice for her for every meal - she loved it. Inhaled it. Got use of her leg back, got herself up and down the stairs, smiled and sniffed the air. We had her longer than we thought we would be able to.<br /><br />She went on vaction with us to the coast, to the mountains on the peninsula. She smelled new things, met new people, laid by the fireplace in our cabin.<br /><br />And then she started to slow down. Her legs stiffened more. She wasn't as hungry, or as energetic. She'd rather go back up to her bed in the guest room and lay down, please.<br /><br />Yesterday morning I took her outside before Scott got up. She roamed a little, but mostly just stood in one spot. She didn't want her breakfast. She laid in the living with Scott and watched a movie. She vomited a little. She was listless and unengaged.<br /><br />Scott was tearing up a bit, I asked him if he wanted to go up to the emergency clinic. We decided to call and see if we could take her to her regular vet, a lovely warm caring woman. He called them, they said they could take her that afternoon.<br /><br />She was ready. More ready than we were. We knew it was the right thing to do, she was in pain, she didn't feel well. But here we were making an appointment to end her life.<br /><br />The next few hours were torture. We petted her and kissed her and told her how much we loved her. And then we drove to the vet.<br /><br />We sat with her while we waited, they gave us an almost-empty bag of cat treats which whe loved. We brought her into that room, with the warm soft blanket on the floor, and cried while we tried to tell her how much she was loved, how we were always with her. She knew, she was ready.<br /><br />They injected a heavy sedative, and she was out pretty soon. Some twitches, deep breathing, eyes still open but cloudy and tired. The vet and her assistant came in, we had to move to give them some room. Another injection, stroking her muzzle, kissing her face, telling her it was okay to leave, we loved her, we will always love her.<br /><br />The vet moved the stethoscope around ... and asked her assistant for another dose. She was still with us. We cried ... please just let go. Let go. It's okay.<br /><br />And then, before another injection, she said "She's gone".<br /><br />They left us with our baby, our furry lovely beautiful baby with her grey muzzle and skinny body and no more pain, no more pain. Our beautiful, adorable, gorgeous girl who made our lives what they could never, in a million years, be without her there. We left with her collar and our vet and her assistant hugging us, knowing what we were feeling, leaving the only place that we could have let her go knowing she was cared for so humanely, so lovingly.<br /><br />We came home and dug a hole by the big rhododrendon bush that she had so happily pruned as a puppy, making it grow way over our heads. We burned the receipt, and buried her collar and the cheap plastic shiny mettalic beads we had put around her neck that made her happy. We buried it all, buried her there, buried a part of us both. Stopped ourselves, sobbing, from wanting to dig it all back up, open the grave, have our young sleek athletic puppy jump out from the ground and lick our faces and jump into our arms and burrow behind our pillows forever.<br /><br />And now we wake up and see the door to the guest room is left open, not having to keep her inside during the night. I go into the kitchen and almost methodically start cooking chicken and rice before I realize there isn't a reason to. See her raised food dishes that I can't even fathom putting away, see the hundreds of dollars of medicines that I just bought two days earlier, that won't do any good, that I don't know what to do with. See her bed in the washing machine that I have to dry and then ... do something with.<br /><br /><br /><br />I took Kali for a walk this afternoon. I needed to feel life and energy. And we came home and Kali drank out of Stoli's water bowl and then sat out on the porch with me and I gave her Stoli's bone to chew on. Our unbelievable, loving, sweet sweet Stoli girl - she's still here. She has to be. We've lost too much, this past year or so. We all cling to each other and love each other and hope that, please please please, we find a way to go on and not sob at everything we see and think and hear.<br /><br /><br />Our lives will go one, but never as gorgeously.<br /><br /><br />This I know - Stoli is still somewhere, never gone. Be at peace, little girl. And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.<br /><br />Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-74665858730798632142011-07-18T18:07:00.000-07:002011-07-18T18:17:55.655-07:00The Most Treacherous Aria Ever WrittenThat's how a music professor decsribed this in college - from the Mozart opera <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Magic_Flute">The Magic Flute</a>. Using a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Whistle_register">whistle voice</a> and reaching <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soprano">F6</a>, this ain't for amateurs. Here, <a href="http://www.diana-damrau.com/">Diana Damrau</a> performs exquisitely. Treacherous indeed. Don't try this at home, kids.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="349"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C2ODfuMMyss?version=3&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C2ODfuMMyss?version=3&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="349" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object><br /><br />Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-62115337571005694952011-07-13T19:00:00.000-07:002011-07-14T18:38:47.372-07:00July 12 of 12<div><div>Hi there. Nice to see you again. My name's Matt. No, no ... don't feel bad. I don't blame you for not remembering me. I've been away for quite a while.<br /><br />One thing I swore I'd always do was at least do a <a href="http://chaddarnell.typepad.com/">12 of 12</a> post. I missed last month. I know. <font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Shhh</span></font> ... there, there. It's okay. I'm back.<br /><br />In the interest of being ... <font id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">umm</span></font>, interesting (slightly), I wanted to do something other than the usual workday awful and boring <font id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">pictures</font>. A friend (hi Stan!) suggested taking pictures of doors. Great idea ... but I didn't follow it very well. I got pictures of doors, and entryways, and a lot of pictures while driving (no officer, I wasn't taking pictures!). But, hopefully you'll bear with me.<br /><br />Let's get on with it, shall we?<br /><br />All pictures were taken on Tuesday, July 12, 2011 in Seattle, Washington.<br /><p> </p><p align="center">The door to Joe, my <font id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Jetta</span></font>. He has a special place in my heart, having not owned a car for seven or so years before I got him. My first, and sometimes I fear last, new car. He's taken good care of me and I regularly trust him with my life.<br /></p><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7eFgxTvcOtAZuwc_Uvwpzj9x1UzyNsU1BR1okE4V8hv6E147LH1ziCHkofgYbWxeIQzGoYXikLax93A4g-ihPBUMHTtCL232dFdeZ0tsjE85FYJSHOg3GYtZ7RviQyS2huThZ/s1600/1-Joe+Door.jpg"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629023334939293234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7eFgxTvcOtAZuwc_Uvwpzj9x1UzyNsU1BR1okE4V8hv6E147LH1ziCHkofgYbWxeIQzGoYXikLax93A4g-ihPBUMHTtCL232dFdeZ0tsjE85FYJSHOg3GYtZ7RviQyS2huThZ/s320/1-Joe+Door.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7eFgxTvcOtAZuwc_Uvwpzj9x1UzyNsU1BR1okE4V8hv6E147LH1ziCHkofgYbWxeIQzGoYXikLax93A4g-ihPBUMHTtCL232dFdeZ0tsjE85FYJSHOg3GYtZ7RviQyS2huThZ/s1600/1-Joe+Door.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center">Coming up the stairs from the parking garage, the door to my office floor. This place has been pretty good to me with all its ups and downs, and I'm having an opportunity to impress the top brass this year. This is an opening to me every morning.<br /></p><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNxc59riQ5OzQlh__m8neG4uK3VW75pocwvcCf-lqQKCLUnTsHHdEsX9JQnJdjseKjE-U49PtEaQ_TuMH_Zw8qCfOQJgU0xlVeLFfjpzjL4cpgoVE-dYhti1-fd5G-cygC5QtP/s1600/2-Second+Floor.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629023328661664818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNxc59riQ5OzQlh__m8neG4uK3VW75pocwvcCf-lqQKCLUnTsHHdEsX9JQnJdjseKjE-U49PtEaQ_TuMH_Zw8qCfOQJgU0xlVeLFfjpzjL4cpgoVE-dYhti1-fd5G-cygC5QtP/s320/2-Second+Floor.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNxc59riQ5OzQlh__m8neG4uK3VW75pocwvcCf-lqQKCLUnTsHHdEsX9JQnJdjseKjE-U49PtEaQ_TuMH_Zw8qCfOQJgU0xlVeLFfjpzjL4cpgoVE-dYhti1-fd5G-cygC5QtP/s1600/2-Second+Floor.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">Of course, I love this view, the door to the parking garage where Joe meets me and takes me home every day. Very important, too.<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4hYEsCVN65-hEK2oK8S_3KIl_5QWZle-xG2envwX98N7pLrMyXx0IUUkSyyVPp0aAlV95yIxXyAi5JQgYSfzgSuDzr5GSYnXVE1TtCdAFktp2SrfWCwWKN_H_HaH0hP2GFW23/s1600/3-Garage+Door.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629023327372467250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4hYEsCVN65-hEK2oK8S_3KIl_5QWZle-xG2envwX98N7pLrMyXx0IUUkSyyVPp0aAlV95yIxXyAi5JQgYSfzgSuDzr5GSYnXVE1TtCdAFktp2SrfWCwWKN_H_HaH0hP2GFW23/s320/3-Garage+Door.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4hYEsCVN65-hEK2oK8S_3KIl_5QWZle-xG2envwX98N7pLrMyXx0IUUkSyyVPp0aAlV95yIxXyAi5JQgYSfzgSuDzr5GSYnXVE1TtCdAFktp2SrfWCwWKN_H_HaH0hP2GFW23/s1600/3-Garage+Door.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">On the way home ... the awning and entrance to an apartment building on First Hill. I used to live not far from here (years ago), and knew someone who lived here at the time. A cool older building, it just always had such an elegant facade.<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfeGzFaYpCMse3pNuVQnH6YbkPynJq7PlppfZ-sZRiTxSf7zyVlN4saUV9xR9TAFtpFY-e6qR5HI8BnfPfRwmH0bV0vjm2flje9s6G44ThPvRlVwfP64O5a5ODsVzNjOhpiFpb/s1600/4-Marlborough.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629023321713255042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfeGzFaYpCMse3pNuVQnH6YbkPynJq7PlppfZ-sZRiTxSf7zyVlN4saUV9xR9TAFtpFY-e6qR5HI8BnfPfRwmH0bV0vjm2flje9s6G44ThPvRlVwfP64O5a5ODsVzNjOhpiFpb/s320/4-Marlborough.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfeGzFaYpCMse3pNuVQnH6YbkPynJq7PlppfZ-sZRiTxSf7zyVlN4saUV9xR9TAFtpFY-e6qR5HI8BnfPfRwmH0bV0vjm2flje9s6G44ThPvRlVwfP64O5a5ODsVzNjOhpiFpb/s1600/4-Marlborough.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">The local home of <a href="http://www.gildasclub.org/">Gilda's Club</a>, a support system for women with cancer founded by <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0705717/">Gilda <font id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Radner</span></font></a>. I've always loved her. Unfortunately this is in an area that gets <font id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">graffitied</span></font> a lot, but they always clean it up and keep it looking nice. It just seems like you're entering someplace important. Which you are.<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrS8-kpbz52N5Rjh_T5_7D-LyHg40GX6SdlaxDo1OZIFFn1EX4lizDQFS91QA38vXQWum5pk0VG5G0gnPvT_oax-WqzR5v2BhcZT8wvsrkiN31EZORAGZE03GePymblFAO6imD/s1600/5-Gilda.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629023318756765746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrS8-kpbz52N5Rjh_T5_7D-LyHg40GX6SdlaxDo1OZIFFn1EX4lizDQFS91QA38vXQWum5pk0VG5G0gnPvT_oax-WqzR5v2BhcZT8wvsrkiN31EZORAGZE03GePymblFAO6imD/s320/5-Gilda.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrS8-kpbz52N5Rjh_T5_7D-LyHg40GX6SdlaxDo1OZIFFn1EX4lizDQFS91QA38vXQWum5pk0VG5G0gnPvT_oax-WqzR5v2BhcZT8wvsrkiN31EZORAGZE03GePymblFAO6imD/s1600/5-Gilda.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">About two blocks away. The owners have a sense of humor ... but the title seems to match the building. Still, I smile when I drive by every day.<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4F35FSKBnuQe3GQEiJxZKlIuODLS3errK2vfv-SoQh3udzxmMkj4Lkd_7RmGYu7dalccpzh2VgOmlbF01-U9yIzVxZnE2CtSyoV2xV3-uQd06tOhv9rL2nxocCLt4NdbW3QSL/s1600/6-Undre+Arms.jpg"><img style="width: 224px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629023602574484162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4F35FSKBnuQe3GQEiJxZKlIuODLS3errK2vfv-SoQh3udzxmMkj4Lkd_7RmGYu7dalccpzh2VgOmlbF01-U9yIzVxZnE2CtSyoV2xV3-uQd06tOhv9rL2nxocCLt4NdbW3QSL/s320/6-Undre+Arms.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4F35FSKBnuQe3GQEiJxZKlIuODLS3errK2vfv-SoQh3udzxmMkj4Lkd_7RmGYu7dalccpzh2VgOmlbF01-U9yIzVxZnE2CtSyoV2xV3-uQd06tOhv9rL2nxocCLt4NdbW3QSL/s1600/6-Undre+Arms.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">A few blocks from home. Something about this view fascinates me. New built into and on top of old, a weird mix of <font id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">apartments</font> and house and business and bus stop and kinda all over the place. There are a lot of entrances here.<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ8MmUy-hMHs_YSawtQF7u1zOU-7CyQJA5DJrU1tB7iAedcwsNtY3TZ8HgTt15GV6jKwE3F1DZCg4nFkeGTwGrstRB5iVW4vTF5zR6ftLlzN-obLf0lNzQhtnVVbY8spvaHsN3/s1600/8-Door+In+Progress.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629023603115895986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ8MmUy-hMHs_YSawtQF7u1zOU-7CyQJA5DJrU1tB7iAedcwsNtY3TZ8HgTt15GV6jKwE3F1DZCg4nFkeGTwGrstRB5iVW4vTF5zR6ftLlzN-obLf0lNzQhtnVVbY8spvaHsN3/s320/8-Door+In+Progress.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ8MmUy-hMHs_YSawtQF7u1zOU-7CyQJA5DJrU1tB7iAedcwsNtY3TZ8HgTt15GV6jKwE3F1DZCg4nFkeGTwGrstRB5iVW4vTF5zR6ftLlzN-obLf0lNzQhtnVVbY8spvaHsN3/s1600/8-Door+In+Progress.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">Down the street from our house. This place tries to be open and welcoming, despite the bars and gates and constant overflow of people who are from many walks of life and ... ahem, occupations. We've never gone in, sadly. Just haven't decided if we'd be welcome or, quite honestly sometimes, safe.<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghpBO7ZrQxBtLvjzyvns5Oxn-_VoYhjJW14rKaPMp-jFi7_KRapvgW3uQU0d4LICMlfiMriQeX0CJenxlXECjLXLIj4E9GM1NCHo4otSvjsMWFnlsbqInE38WjMEPFmbmDN0lL/s1600/9-Point+of+View.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629023595259063874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghpBO7ZrQxBtLvjzyvns5Oxn-_VoYhjJW14rKaPMp-jFi7_KRapvgW3uQU0d4LICMlfiMriQeX0CJenxlXECjLXLIj4E9GM1NCHo4otSvjsMWFnlsbqInE38WjMEPFmbmDN0lL/s320/9-Point+of+View.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghpBO7ZrQxBtLvjzyvns5Oxn-_VoYhjJW14rKaPMp-jFi7_KRapvgW3uQU0d4LICMlfiMriQeX0CJenxlXECjLXLIj4E9GM1NCHo4otSvjsMWFnlsbqInE38WjMEPFmbmDN0lL/s1600/9-Point+of+View.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">The house across the street. Two women lived here for decades until recently. Lots of history and stories about the neighborhood. They're both in their eighties and one at a time have moved to nursing homes, yet still own the house. They would tend to the rose bushes and grow tomatoes. We'd bring them potted geraniums and poinsettias and Christmas wreaths. We grabbed some fellow neighbors and ran to the hardware store and spent the day scrubbing off nasty <font id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">graffiti</span></font> when the house was tagged. We miss them.<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgnDAW2jWfKwMLp5vLXBEQELI71flWkMTvVtvImja6loCttCUhdiZEkEZuCVlBY4DDNX0DL0lKg6UZIYJuGh7POMZ9mTHq2maMIVPT-xNRMviSdTLgUr4wBJqdEUIN92Hy7xHh/s1600/10-Duchess.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629023594407943698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgnDAW2jWfKwMLp5vLXBEQELI71flWkMTvVtvImja6loCttCUhdiZEkEZuCVlBY4DDNX0DL0lKg6UZIYJuGh7POMZ9mTHq2maMIVPT-xNRMviSdTLgUr4wBJqdEUIN92Hy7xHh/s320/10-Duchess.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgnDAW2jWfKwMLp5vLXBEQELI71flWkMTvVtvImja6loCttCUhdiZEkEZuCVlBY4DDNX0DL0lKg6UZIYJuGh7POMZ9mTHq2maMIVPT-xNRMviSdTLgUr4wBJqdEUIN92Hy7xHh/s1600/10-Duchess.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center"><br />Our front door. One of the best sites to come home to. Lots of happy inside.</div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiALlYZxxbyJ25haLEB4VU6CnMZ4FqMT0aOOA6H3BxZOWUnV1V3v8OiSVDr0XVY0v3K33UfXx6a0epoVRQLhkLFT3AwCG4wHVQgYUDcqdoSaBmy7Esq-lAMHk47sYK_yAMCk9A4/s1600/12-Front+Door.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629023591523548530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiALlYZxxbyJ25haLEB4VU6CnMZ4FqMT0aOOA6H3BxZOWUnV1V3v8OiSVDr0XVY0v3K33UfXx6a0epoVRQLhkLFT3AwCG4wHVQgYUDcqdoSaBmy7Esq-lAMHk47sYK_yAMCk9A4/s320/12-Front+Door.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiALlYZxxbyJ25haLEB4VU6CnMZ4FqMT0aOOA6H3BxZOWUnV1V3v8OiSVDr0XVY0v3K33UfXx6a0epoVRQLhkLFT3AwCG4wHVQgYUDcqdoSaBmy7Esq-lAMHk47sYK_yAMCk9A4/s1600/12-Front+Door.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">The back door, from the kitchen leading to the back yard. The pond and gardens and dogs (well, Kali at least). The door is dirty and the window screen is ripped from Kali pawing at it wanting to come inside. Kinda the epitome of our house. Humble, needs some work, but in a cool and lived-in condition.<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip-BvgzjnL5n89MLZUZfzR9g-bNfJ14ZgvMLhbQfTMfMOsSentzeVHlDrmjlvwpBrmj-8blPfKUAJ5HsYnefSdj4QDkzZb0ER5ni3mJrQErdNXugGom6gVmJ2xiqn-21TOvSi4/s1600/13-Back+Door.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629023918816102770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip-BvgzjnL5n89MLZUZfzR9g-bNfJ14ZgvMLhbQfTMfMOsSentzeVHlDrmjlvwpBrmj-8blPfKUAJ5HsYnefSdj4QDkzZb0ER5ni3mJrQErdNXugGom6gVmJ2xiqn-21TOvSi4/s320/13-Back+Door.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip-BvgzjnL5n89MLZUZfzR9g-bNfJ14ZgvMLhbQfTMfMOsSentzeVHlDrmjlvwpBrmj-8blPfKUAJ5HsYnefSdj4QDkzZb0ER5ni3mJrQErdNXugGom6gVmJ2xiqn-21TOvSi4/s1600/13-Back+Door.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">The side door from the basement steps. Nothing fancy. But I like the dog leashes hanging by it. We still have three. We can't seem to imagine getting rid of <a href="http://matterdays.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-heart-is-broken.html">Kitty's</a> leash.<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe7QOwti-xOnXKggmhwOJxQ4jru4HnDvy5piNfD3eUb2cCjadf-5G64A5yXPnlWad0FJTqmE7HiBQKVGwBGI0_e7JKqMkqS38FbBBQMaYAf5VdT7TE11QSecT3fzrmekaQiREm/s1600/14-Basement+Door.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629023916539646594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe7QOwti-xOnXKggmhwOJxQ4jru4HnDvy5piNfD3eUb2cCjadf-5G64A5yXPnlWad0FJTqmE7HiBQKVGwBGI0_e7JKqMkqS38FbBBQMaYAf5VdT7TE11QSecT3fzrmekaQiREm/s320/14-Basement+Door.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe7QOwti-xOnXKggmhwOJxQ4jru4HnDvy5piNfD3eUb2cCjadf-5G64A5yXPnlWad0FJTqmE7HiBQKVGwBGI0_e7JKqMkqS38FbBBQMaYAf5VdT7TE11QSecT3fzrmekaQiREm/s1600/14-Basement+Door.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">The upstairs door leading to the balcony. Sunny but still not hot summer weather, so the screen is covering the door ... but the birds in the aviary love the sun and so do we. It's an opening to a cool world. We're very close to getting the deck and balcony replaced, and then more of our pictures will be past this screen. But it's nice to look forward to something ...<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig1CtV3Trl29RAgNtxEkm79pZxZ-VIXd_BXmd0Ri1KGis99NUBRnppDmKVI5u2ZRpPI8LBIcWFnB4mIlrJqRk_bjAakhwyDw2b5HCOzbduq00FBrKoZGmxzOkeFKEx-XxP_74l/s1600/16-Aviary+Door.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629023914341241570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig1CtV3Trl29RAgNtxEkm79pZxZ-VIXd_BXmd0Ri1KGis99NUBRnppDmKVI5u2ZRpPI8LBIcWFnB4mIlrJqRk_bjAakhwyDw2b5HCOzbduq00FBrKoZGmxzOkeFKEx-XxP_74l/s320/16-Aviary+Door.jpg" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig1CtV3Trl29RAgNtxEkm79pZxZ-VIXd_BXmd0Ri1KGis99NUBRnppDmKVI5u2ZRpPI8LBIcWFnB4mIlrJqRk_bjAakhwyDw2b5HCOzbduq00FBrKoZGmxzOkeFKEx-XxP_74l/s1600/16-Aviary+Door.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center"> </p><p align="left">That's it. Thanks for hanging in there with me this month. Happy 12!</p></div></div>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-30422801128133014752011-05-14T07:20:00.000-07:002011-05-14T07:43:05.983-07:00May 12 of 1212 pictures of the 12<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> day of the month - simple. Actually getting them posted on the 12<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> - not so simple. But here we go.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"><a href="http://matterdays.blogspot.com/2011/04/testing-our-strength.html">Stoli</a></span> licking her chops after supper. We thought she'd had a stroke a month ago, but it seems she has degenerative back and hip problems, not uncommon for <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Weimaraners</span>. She's on anti-inflammatory and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">pain</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">meds</span>, which are helping. She's getting around fairly well these days. Hopefully her paw will heal soon - she developed sores on her paw pads, we think from walking differently - so she can stop wearing the cone of shame.</div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8uv2zy7IvPucv4-01x8zppRVMBdc6ENlajnrqXV6T6Tokn4zop13jRRsUhPVhPaLTs4IA8HI9i6YI0AcRDJSPuZzYlRfvtB-sklxF8xFXcNJGni2qetaUGLViyrYE9GdzJ0yk/s1600/1-Stoli.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606577290436477490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8uv2zy7IvPucv4-01x8zppRVMBdc6ENlajnrqXV6T6Tokn4zop13jRRsUhPVhPaLTs4IA8HI9i6YI0AcRDJSPuZzYlRfvtB-sklxF8xFXcNJGni2qetaUGLViyrYE9GdzJ0yk/s320/1-Stoli.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center">White lilacs blooming next to the house. I love that smell.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-TZ5e4OFyMc-h0TbMXmI__qLTvw7Ux_jH8FoFf9G5Cag-4qlJ-wrt3Wz6_Mnizk9R_ybHM6TPyhB3QCg_fq9LSGmzj9Q9kuEEQDyoREBX6hWUVH5MVKPTiJqFjRFQa2zMs3M8/s1600/2-Lilac+Tree.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606577289026274098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-TZ5e4OFyMc-h0TbMXmI__qLTvw7Ux_jH8FoFf9G5Cag-4qlJ-wrt3Wz6_Mnizk9R_ybHM6TPyhB3QCg_fq9LSGmzj9Q9kuEEQDyoREBX6hWUVH5MVKPTiJqFjRFQa2zMs3M8/s320/2-Lilac+Tree.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">New plants by the front steps - dusty miller and stock. Another nice smell.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1wUujiPms53Tg9YGSLgIjasgFoQ03iDkXYnqzy4t6KG4g5isZeyBjsptLhl6cpyM4IUECz4I8tuNujh43V0FtLZ8SKAG-c2cgv4hEeHcrtYYwg-sFUfT8cxJC7BN8rmPt_Q74/s1600/3-Stock.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606577281640039394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1wUujiPms53Tg9YGSLgIjasgFoQ03iDkXYnqzy4t6KG4g5isZeyBjsptLhl6cpyM4IUECz4I8tuNujh43V0FtLZ8SKAG-c2cgv4hEeHcrtYYwg-sFUfT8cxJC7BN8rmPt_Q74/s320/3-Stock.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">Lat year for Earth Day, our company gave all the employees red maple seedlings (yes, even to the employees in New York City). These things can get huge and are the kind that destroyed our sewer line a few years ago. But they look nice in pots.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgloJQhDYj-uCl3o280jumnWGMJTFSTU5HognsTy3xtxD7Ps0x53JwGA0EYcgvUTFmL2S-orCxkepq6AuLuP7usr573VU61SRdzbLUDANra15_hPkwQ_8W7i4JZMISF1t2bxNtX/s1600/4-Maple.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606577277910036546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgloJQhDYj-uCl3o280jumnWGMJTFSTU5HognsTy3xtxD7Ps0x53JwGA0EYcgvUTFmL2S-orCxkepq6AuLuP7usr573VU61SRdzbLUDANra15_hPkwQ_8W7i4JZMISF1t2bxNtX/s320/4-Maple.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center">Hanging basket on the front porch. The weather has been crap this spring, but at least things are blooming.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitXAjbLrOoxIjmouXtVOtJRckiECnUFlDZ3uFC-YGkTsKAkqexHCG25CKEgIbgoF4ttH8bW5TviurBkgb3XP3eUg6YMLnTF88Us2e6WLd45tt0kfzL6ymBQbu1VFuKbNbJU4FT/s1600/5-Nice+Basket.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606577273782578162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitXAjbLrOoxIjmouXtVOtJRckiECnUFlDZ3uFC-YGkTsKAkqexHCG25CKEgIbgoF4ttH8bW5TviurBkgb3XP3eUg6YMLnTF88Us2e6WLd45tt0kfzL6ymBQbu1VFuKbNbJU4FT/s320/5-Nice+Basket.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">Bench on the front porch, which it will hopefully be warm enough to utilize someday.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7cELocFbC6p14aqVOkpUcCkvt_VMEgFGI21V3cw7GMAtZxgEYREcluQRLb-MOPFnpinqeYRwCRqKj-oE2yAJOTgMvh1uUGglY3kzW-YSb4uZ_iHpYpRPOU2GdWE55Do9RYlyj/s1600/6-Bench.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606577533735922898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7cELocFbC6p14aqVOkpUcCkvt_VMEgFGI21V3cw7GMAtZxgEYREcluQRLb-MOPFnpinqeYRwCRqKj-oE2yAJOTgMvh1uUGglY3kzW-YSb4uZ_iHpYpRPOU2GdWE55Do9RYlyj/s320/6-Bench.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center">Front door mat.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN78jxv4uZQrBp3t7gZ5k2tt1U9V_ICOOPZ6ZsqG1pz5ktzF-wUI0zB5uknIDltcGDLC7vt_UYU-vhXzMfqWVRVWRX1H7koiKTWTikrMQJEPfY3NbyNQOQ3yaarHRDZYFwzPLG/s1600/7-Peace+Love+Paws.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606577526670159314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN78jxv4uZQrBp3t7gZ5k2tt1U9V_ICOOPZ6ZsqG1pz5ktzF-wUI0zB5uknIDltcGDLC7vt_UYU-vhXzMfqWVRVWRX1H7koiKTWTikrMQJEPfY3NbyNQOQ3yaarHRDZYFwzPLG/s320/7-Peace+Love+Paws.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">Some lilacs I brought inside. They don't last long, but they're <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">purty</span> and smell nice.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSDW91kW9SQT0jPyGwadACVscb6iXPoiBpDwU9Jcm-dRJ-E4cquNMjwTy11nnyg2h-q_OmNf4pfrtid0puQVn7nYXL3kLnwFDtNNyZuk5b4kKObZxLUGcJMHx_Jya9se7sm4Ji/s1600/8-Lilacs+Inside.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606577529307824850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSDW91kW9SQT0jPyGwadACVscb6iXPoiBpDwU9Jcm-dRJ-E4cquNMjwTy11nnyg2h-q_OmNf4pfrtid0puQVn7nYXL3kLnwFDtNNyZuk5b4kKObZxLUGcJMHx_Jya9se7sm4Ji/s320/8-Lilacs+Inside.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">More pictures that Scott has been framing. His mom is trying to help him get some displayed in restaurants, coffee shops and galleries.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWueKChYqFJOPU1jqME6K0Q6LJJR0uU8iYPPxRzpyEE6hoF7ynrO4gw40MLBl3FDkrr_UGwqOhOra49eYmXAjHo4Auq9Hclf26lXwfKgY3Ds9ZHBK_Q8GddhUly2Zc81pdjZkN/s1600/9-Scottography.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606577525490056338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWueKChYqFJOPU1jqME6K0Q6LJJR0uU8iYPPxRzpyEE6hoF7ynrO4gw40MLBl3FDkrr_UGwqOhOra49eYmXAjHo4Auq9Hclf26lXwfKgY3Ds9ZHBK_Q8GddhUly2Zc81pdjZkN/s320/9-Scottography.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">My cousin Jo sent me a packet of old pictures that her mom had. Here is a picture of my great grandparents, plus various pictures of my dad.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZpCxRrMjHbBQ-BgFD_797lXY34LosotylO5pzDFfWr0uUJi0sqakHsWIqBkTGSyEFYQnLI3G1iI62mYe2-WheVm24q3gklJoo7CktfBxs3x9OAqno31XbL1CgI02n2oalF55Z/s1600/10-Pictures.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606577522208890002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZpCxRrMjHbBQ-BgFD_797lXY34LosotylO5pzDFfWr0uUJi0sqakHsWIqBkTGSyEFYQnLI3G1iI62mYe2-WheVm24q3gklJoo7CktfBxs3x9OAqno31XbL1CgI02n2oalF55Z/s320/10-Pictures.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">Re-bandaging <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">Stoli's</span> paw. We're supposed to take her to the vet to do it, but her bandage had gotten wet and it was too late to get to the vet. We did our best.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYH8cEsf43230UbOUGZgBUMgs5VscX4YPSlHMQLZztLkgz1GT15Jp84Ik7EEQA8NJhGHrIHCdhbnmtaX1GExUouk0KKCMhZgmJDMdCrfItxXPDFcrvQ49KbdGOKKjTj7NBluTA/s1600/11-Stoli+Paw.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606577800618867666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYH8cEsf43230UbOUGZgBUMgs5VscX4YPSlHMQLZztLkgz1GT15Jp84Ik7EEQA8NJhGHrIHCdhbnmtaX1GExUouk0KKCMhZgmJDMdCrfItxXPDFcrvQ49KbdGOKKjTj7NBluTA/s320/11-Stoli+Paw.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">The sky looking west from the back of our house. I thought the clouds looked kinda cool.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjWXDalZFmiM5os160bz_DQbB48D91TkHC5C3yf-uuYZ86gHRkiwF1PtGv84UW3dIuA_wiXJQArrIOAvox3ILtBGJAkR8X46WZB88FdeeN3SLQJqgz4O01RD45DzwyKkG7xk5P/s1600/13-Sky.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606577797886134802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjWXDalZFmiM5os160bz_DQbB48D91TkHC5C3yf-uuYZ86gHRkiwF1PtGv84UW3dIuA_wiXJQArrIOAvox3ILtBGJAkR8X46WZB88FdeeN3SLQJqgz4O01RD45DzwyKkG7xk5P/s320/13-Sky.jpg" /></a></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="left">That's all for this month - happy 12 y'all.</p>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-38439797523089413162011-04-12T19:59:00.001-07:002011-04-12T20:19:32.704-07:00April 12 of 12Here we go, here we go, here we go again ... It's the 12th again - time to play 12 of 12, <a href="http://chaddarnell.typepad.com/">Chad Darnell's</a> fun invention. 12 pics of the 12th day of the month. And we're off ... <br /><br /><div align="center">5:06 p.m. All my pics were taken after work, of course. I work in the building on the right (the half-obscured grey and beige building): </div><br /><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDziRxRNdoQeWTX4rQTuVGsTdvEI3OYKfZMbLIhVm6eF7FdJV2Db-TCjA7PvyBeNInbQwgACemkKjRYukuAxJIY3S0VkVmDUz66svamBTzpq6tWIJud207Ii3aroP7BrrX-cYG/s1600/1-Work.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594897890332418738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDziRxRNdoQeWTX4rQTuVGsTdvEI3OYKfZMbLIhVm6eF7FdJV2Db-TCjA7PvyBeNInbQwgACemkKjRYukuAxJIY3S0VkVmDUz66svamBTzpq6tWIJud207Ii3aroP7BrrX-cYG/s320/1-Work.jpg" /></a></p><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">5:07 p.m. Not sure why, but I like this picture: </div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQwcU1k08jEdwta2eL7qw3Pbvk9xvJmfslrDWA9ZsI9gxRBi-M8S3PoJTPgi2E-oguA3WaUqKaefr09FiBG8yQtM0CCiWNCama3rKzw0IN_0Mbpr47EI6jM5dq24f6gurEqgD7/s1600/2-Greyhound.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594897862196752562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQwcU1k08jEdwta2eL7qw3Pbvk9xvJmfslrDWA9ZsI9gxRBi-M8S3PoJTPgi2E-oguA3WaUqKaefr09FiBG8yQtM0CCiWNCama3rKzw0IN_0Mbpr47EI6jM5dq24f6gurEqgD7/s320/2-Greyhound.jpg" /></a></p><br /><div align="center">5:07 p.m. I know they're replacing all the windows in this apartment building, but I'm not sure why it's shrink-wrapped: </div><br /><p align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0RLdym-MSXOWFBXeanTzvFzTI-vMUwkOP87UcqSHIaUCzHSRkYtDRlgShv1mMta3pTWmpy3nn8hdydoqJdzEe_LaH5QDfjuDoYihitlz4xJ2rXdu0j-hDOQ2UI6oWgj87o1NB/s1600/3-Wrapped+Apartments.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594897858071075778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0RLdym-MSXOWFBXeanTzvFzTI-vMUwkOP87UcqSHIaUCzHSRkYtDRlgShv1mMta3pTWmpy3nn8hdydoqJdzEe_LaH5QDfjuDoYihitlz4xJ2rXdu0j-hDOQ2UI6oWgj87o1NB/s320/3-Wrapped+Apartments.jpg" /></a></p><br /><div align="center">5:12 p.m. I've posted this same view on Capitol Hill before, but it always makes me laugh. This is an old movie theater that is now a drugstore. The sign was originally advertising the price of a gallon of milk ... but for the past few years it has read "Gal Milk". It's even more deteriorated now. Notice the Statue of Liberty guy on the corner selling tax preparation services: </div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFksCXPU09k-ZYd6onQB4sM5wHF4ajGodQoib_KxqcAh5uxZz500RnmUOBlO1tqyli2OYfgisttmGYbYjnFvWwsnu5U02Rj-VBQCB_ELtAkXSiUHoiuXITtQFQ_0K2bPHuTjj4/s1600/4-Gal+Milk.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594897847238872194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFksCXPU09k-ZYd6onQB4sM5wHF4ajGodQoib_KxqcAh5uxZz500RnmUOBlO1tqyli2OYfgisttmGYbYjnFvWwsnu5U02Rj-VBQCB_ELtAkXSiUHoiuXITtQFQ_0K2bPHuTjj4/s320/4-Gal+Milk.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center">5:16 p.m. Cal Anderson Park on Capitol Hill. Actually a pretty nice afternoon, even with a few clouds. Tons of people walking and hanging out in the park, and playing soccer and baseball:</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZypxOdNNYSgpviurdyOcJ2hnrhOuua9pMW7gmLv32Mj9Wd7RleV2CQWaAeu9LrvSI7QnC2RWE7MGt6pRAo10V1yuEHMH2iiKMcLj6KxUVGux5dbnrnjeHuMaoFt7jNK4Q3_7X/s1600/5-Park.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594897833732046258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZypxOdNNYSgpviurdyOcJ2hnrhOuua9pMW7gmLv32Mj9Wd7RleV2CQWaAeu9LrvSI7QnC2RWE7MGt6pRAo10V1yuEHMH2iiKMcLj6KxUVGux5dbnrnjeHuMaoFt7jNK4Q3_7X/s320/5-Park.jpg" /></a> <br /><div align="center">5:36 p.m. Just got my hair cut next to Octo Sushi: </div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJxGJ5jUPCrRAz9Lf_OU10PMIv7ZVZZOBQ03PUGu_PMOYLu3xvFaEh_d2N627KaGOI0cmYx_4bV23JQ7FpMZVRP5OYNSxI0oIyz5ohCEKJBX0l89R1plhKGAtoOfJuRUauWfnI/s1600/6-Octo+Sushi.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594898261213363106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJxGJ5jUPCrRAz9Lf_OU10PMIv7ZVZZOBQ03PUGu_PMOYLu3xvFaEh_d2N627KaGOI0cmYx_4bV23JQ7FpMZVRP5OYNSxI0oIyz5ohCEKJBX0l89R1plhKGAtoOfJuRUauWfnI/s320/6-Octo+Sushi.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><div align="center">5:40 p.m. 11th Avenue, heading home: </div><br /><p align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT5Mu3DxcvibkwZMttbusm7RasHO0rGCsUUNumuwQbt9zfipHI0ZIy7HdqjmVLFhrcemFJGNJFNTRiUFrRCQD5Kim0tzNn5ZQemjXDXkmQV-KRPX8LDmh901035d-KbfRf9IeI/s1600/7-11th+Avenue.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594898250917429570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT5Mu3DxcvibkwZMttbusm7RasHO0rGCsUUNumuwQbt9zfipHI0ZIy7HdqjmVLFhrcemFJGNJFNTRiUFrRCQD5Kim0tzNn5ZQemjXDXkmQV-KRPX8LDmh901035d-KbfRf9IeI/s320/7-11th+Avenue.jpg" /></a></p><br /><div align="center">5:40 p.m. How much is that skeleton in the window? </div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Rtz_jhe-UM64aocYejcxDEStb3pdVflm1Lek_7O5vWts4HrMLAhpd-zTeVQkvpktJnk0NLxfIFehoMQ5W5puzFMy6Bmlk1X80t747OFkLco47_lkwECemo-Z7RDefbSVjnc4/s1600/8-Skelleton.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594898240511332482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Rtz_jhe-UM64aocYejcxDEStb3pdVflm1Lek_7O5vWts4HrMLAhpd-zTeVQkvpktJnk0NLxfIFehoMQ5W5puzFMy6Bmlk1X80t747OFkLco47_lkwECemo-Z7RDefbSVjnc4/s320/8-Skelleton.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">5:43 p.m. Toxin-free dry cleaner. How very Seattle:</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTdUlYmab2yVCMRzpd0afe0yMWJyX6kGjAaZFXp4r2iEp2g-M86yWMvAHSoXt_7vFQdMS_bMzLMQRWs4-lFjaCy7JLAHyR8woOYWxCUx0wwtspbX74MJkFOQxVltSZAf7J2iau/s1600/9-Blue+Sky+Cleaners.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594898227434073522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTdUlYmab2yVCMRzpd0afe0yMWJyX6kGjAaZFXp4r2iEp2g-M86yWMvAHSoXt_7vFQdMS_bMzLMQRWs4-lFjaCy7JLAHyR8woOYWxCUx0wwtspbX74MJkFOQxVltSZAf7J2iau/s320/9-Blue+Sky+Cleaners.jpg" /></a> <br /><div align="center">5:44 p.m. I can't tell you how excited I am that <a href="http://www.skilletstreetfood.com/">Skillet Street Food</a> is opening a diner near us:</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivGtwl9EGM_C_eReBF4jm9M85YXH3lHDq_9q24vNtIULPcI-ufLBbK0Unul2ZxMMaF2e-Cu1dVD8ga3AWO5cYlej9vo5CXt2qVO9Zad5y2ceCgK4PJ8l7ZwF9FsEbSP40pxTWA/s1600/10-Skillet+Diner.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594898220195268018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivGtwl9EGM_C_eReBF4jm9M85YXH3lHDq_9q24vNtIULPcI-ufLBbK0Unul2ZxMMaF2e-Cu1dVD8ga3AWO5cYlej9vo5CXt2qVO9Zad5y2ceCgK4PJ8l7ZwF9FsEbSP40pxTWA/s320/10-Skillet+Diner.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center">5:46 p.m. I'll never get tired of the view when you get to the top of the hill at 18th Avenue and see the Cascade Mountains. We live in a cool city:</p><br /><p align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4wCBQePIUs7Jh-iMqcmCxsmZEOMY-otHZaVmqpqdC2TMsM9t1Wui2ArD9eN5uqIFBOPBL0-1d-I1Bnd8I_1qknqoeaNqw3ewLkyJFaQQlMXcPLHy4hFqHbZ6LUe5DEhQW6F0l/s1600/11-Mountains.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594898479070302066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4wCBQePIUs7Jh-iMqcmCxsmZEOMY-otHZaVmqpqdC2TMsM9t1Wui2ArD9eN5uqIFBOPBL0-1d-I1Bnd8I_1qknqoeaNqw3ewLkyJFaQQlMXcPLHy4hFqHbZ6LUe5DEhQW6F0l/s320/11-Mountains.jpg" /></a></p><br /><div align="center">5:59 p.m.: One of the original rules of 12 of 12 is that you have to be in one of the pictures. I can't remember the last picture taken of me that I liked, but here ya go: </div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZzkeD0HrWLccFMTI-SsS7mq3eoP1mB_KqgSNjWt0iDtUXyjMwOtuH77lHsv-su3D3BJjHJZcuPHWm0buZnGTWi0dwVTWhOkK6QAFgiGdONZir5oYco7zS8G_9cIdcMBsGsY9W/s1600/12-Haircut.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594898466945855410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZzkeD0HrWLccFMTI-SsS7mq3eoP1mB_KqgSNjWt0iDtUXyjMwOtuH77lHsv-su3D3BJjHJZcuPHWm0buZnGTWi0dwVTWhOkK6QAFgiGdONZir5oYco7zS8G_9cIdcMBsGsY9W/s320/12-Haircut.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="left">And that's it, kids. Happy 12, join next month, and watch your head as you exit the ride.</p>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-290074808060096382011-04-09T19:51:00.000-07:002011-04-09T20:43:41.688-07:00Testing Our Strength.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFChDgH6AL47OxfEDdLjvPNhmYBoQ4hf1ai-LlfFBGtLy8JqZWfi-iCqDx4fzi8k3Li8CzfOEd3ubvNwS9ww_EETGi8nACFUrPCSh3wVMr75pSlt4ZO16gX1IlXr2Wv8O8lrFd/s1600/Kasha.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593789835599629826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFChDgH6AL47OxfEDdLjvPNhmYBoQ4hf1ai-LlfFBGtLy8JqZWfi-iCqDx4fzi8k3Li8CzfOEd3ubvNwS9ww_EETGi8nACFUrPCSh3wVMr75pSlt4ZO16gX1IlXr2Wv8O8lrFd/s320/Kasha.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8MApTK_a3H8JF6nAnUcdRYpSjY6nXEQ4fKfrm1-aTEGMnKKuQscnQ8cdPK-rlz1l94Lb9hdN6BTDRGA7e2GchnxACiE64jM0eMKsjVkrhfqCLAeZocGbvGHcQLKrbGd3i0S4G/s1600/Stoli.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593789835554851106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8MApTK_a3H8JF6nAnUcdRYpSjY6nXEQ4fKfrm1-aTEGMnKKuQscnQ8cdPK-rlz1l94Lb9hdN6BTDRGA7e2GchnxACiE64jM0eMKsjVkrhfqCLAeZocGbvGHcQLKrbGd3i0S4G/s320/Stoli.jpg" /></a> <br /><br />I want to be strong. These past few weeks have tested that, for me and for Scott. <br /><br />We have two cats, Kasha and Hunter. Hunter is a big, strong, awfully affectionate kitty. He makes friends with everyone and has no fear. Kasha - ehh, the polar opposite. Sixteen years old (or more - we're not really sure), had medical issues as a kitten, and has always been our "scaredy-cat". Hides out in the bathroom closet, runs from everything, afraid of her own shadow. Both cats are STRICTLY indoor cats. They're okay with that. Hunter may want to peek outside when the door is open, but Kasha - no thanks. Needs her home, her security, her places to hide. <br /><br />Kasha has been missing for two weeks now. We couldn't imagine where she had gone. A senior cat, we were afraid she had gone and hid someplace, ready to make her peace with the world and pass away. We searched everywhere. Tore the place apart. No Kasha. <br /><br />Then we realized that we had a dryer delivered the last day we saw her. The basement door was open for quite a while. What if she had been in the basement, freaked out, tried to run up the stairs and - with the door open and blocking her path to the kitchen - ran outside? Impossible. But, the only answer. <br /><br />We posted fliers. Talked to all the neighbors. Posted, pleading, on neighborhood blogs. No answer. No one has seen her. <br /><br />The weather has been typical Seattle spring. Not too cold, but wet, ugly, unfriendly. She hasn't come home. We don't think we'll ever see her again. We sob, thinking of her alone, terrified, cold, hungry, too scared to let anyone help her. We go on, trying to keep our hopes alive. She's our baby, one of our kids. She's missing. We never thought we'd see her beautiful, fragile face on "Missing Pet" fliers. We don't eat or sleep or work well. She's gone.<br /><br /><br /> Last Thursday was Scott's birthday. I bought flowers, photography books since he's really getting into that, bought steaks for dinner. I started dinner before he got home, arranged the flowers with his gifts and cards placed just so next to them. <br /><br />We have two dogs, Stoli and Kali. Kali is big and strong, five years old, a strong warning bark and protector of the the universe (our universe at least). Stoli - not so much. She was, in her prime. The runt of the litter, but sleek, agile, fast, athletic. She would catch low-flying birds swooping across the back yard, leave them as gifts on the back step, I love you, I hunted for you. <br /><br />She's fifteen years old now. Half blind, half deaf. Her back legs and her spine are giving out, so we carefully maneuver her down the stairs, keep her inside when it's cold out, pick up after her when she has "accidents" in the house. We take care of her now. She's our baby. <br /><br />Birthday dinner cooking, Scott comes home, we let her in like we do every night to eat inside. She's not walking right. She falls. Something has changed. <br /><br />Scott carried her out to the front yard to do her business. In horror, we realize she has no use of one of her back legs. It drags, her paw bent under, she can't walk. We start to cry. <br /><br />Scott is off the next day. He drops her off at the vet, waiting by the phone. I'm at work, stomach in knots. It's an incredibly busy time at work. I dread going to the clinic, watching her die as we make that decision, and then having to go back to work. I don't like to talk about personal things at work, and I'm dying because I have no support. I tell one of my co-workers, another animal lover, she tells me she's so sorry. I wait for the phone call. <br /><br />Scott calls later, Stoli may have had a stroke. They're not sure. Dogs recover easier than humans from strokes, the vet says. But her spine is deformed, discs out of place, she's an old girl. She seems okay, to the extent she can be. They give anti-inflammatory drugs, pain medicine, send her home. Scott carries her to the car, carries her inside, carries her upstairs. She'll be around a little while longer, but no more walks. No more getting up and down the stairs. No more puppy. <br /><br />She's doing okay - still has an appetite, still love chewing on the new toys Scott bought her, still loves smelling the grass and the air. But we have to carry her in and out, up and down, steady her and be her leg while she pees, poops, eats. <br /><br />I wonder if I have the strength for her. <br /><br />But we do. We do whatever we need to do. We'd do whatever we need to do for any one of our kids, at any time. We'd probably lay down our lives for them. Really. <br /><br />So we grieve for the fact that Kasha is gone. We grieve for the fact that the young, athletic Stoli is gone. We grieve for Hunter, who doesn't know why Kasha isn't there to play with anymore, and for Kali, who is out in the back yard alone all day. We go on. <br /><br /><br />But part of us doesn't. Part of us dies, and we grieve.Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-79846772143256698872011-03-13T17:46:00.000-07:002011-03-13T17:59:25.197-07:00March 12 of 12Welcome to this month's 12 of 12, via our blogger friend <a href="http://chaddarnell.typepad.com/">Chad</a>. 12 pics of your day on the 12th day of each month. I hope it keeps going, somehow, after this year.
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<br />I've been sick this week (again! Jeez ... ) with the cold/flu/crud that has been knocking out everyone in my office. And the weather, quite honestly, sucked. So we have pictures of a wet almost-spring day spent at home.
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<br />On with it:
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<br /></p><p align="center">Reading the terrible news about the devastating earthquake and tsunami in Japan. I hadn't realized how many friends have ties there. Horrible.
<br /></p><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimGHMBCJTnf_NERnUCBe9nN_yJ6CtpMRvqcBhBE7R0OL35yaLODB7IfCm9QCTJukdFXaLCjQ1qUtBC5xp_0nj_XdzYrZGcHY5mIdXl262lrEcgBAJOyJM-uNYjdGesk9Chx-sg/s1600/1-Japan+News.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583731459926964322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimGHMBCJTnf_NERnUCBe9nN_yJ6CtpMRvqcBhBE7R0OL35yaLODB7IfCm9QCTJukdFXaLCjQ1qUtBC5xp_0nj_XdzYrZGcHY5mIdXl262lrEcgBAJOyJM-uNYjdGesk9Chx-sg/s320/1-Japan+News.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center">My drugs.
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<br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHRwwUF1Hqp0tYbnqjgQc0jfLN1DLhLkZuB75MGoH5PoRgzFQhub-OZ7mmgQzFEQUgQC9BL2pvdJ1VjUJ6ocuG8yTceA81cnqAJAWhJLgeYYVZrF3kada3I1W6B7wLJ4ouYLrp/s1600/2-Cough+Cough+Fizz+Fizz.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583731458718169106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHRwwUF1Hqp0tYbnqjgQc0jfLN1DLhLkZuB75MGoH5PoRgzFQhub-OZ7mmgQzFEQUgQC9BL2pvdJ1VjUJ6ocuG8yTceA81cnqAJAWhJLgeYYVZrF3kada3I1W6B7wLJ4ouYLrp/s320/2-Cough+Cough+Fizz+Fizz.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center">I guess we won't be working in the yard today.
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<br /></div><p align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhladbxKibbIrvEBh8ZQeT8t-Efwigd67r2l-NjUhBhQZ5zLcrHU6RTJzckbcE_EDZiq6cH96L7weWWKaxkXzbh0my465a2FSXy5VZ0UFuSk_pauwbSnc1ECK_HkSQPvTzKwuGw/s1600/4-Wet+Yard.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583731453964393090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhladbxKibbIrvEBh8ZQeT8t-Efwigd67r2l-NjUhBhQZ5zLcrHU6RTJzckbcE_EDZiq6cH96L7weWWKaxkXzbh0my465a2FSXy5VZ0UFuSk_pauwbSnc1ECK_HkSQPvTzKwuGw/s320/4-Wet+Yard.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center">Stained glass piece in the stairway window. Scott gave this to me a few years back. Love it.
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<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKgUu30em0BbksqdvMD43pO3ypXZvAm0-t2FDLGCGyue7NrreNhPdR9sldbql2eINQV7Kb8ckz_l8HE7UZrJ3JeQu6ONXb5prr3qeMdbyDMLvEwK8tva_Mb91tPBDn8oTecrRO/s1600/6-Stained+Glass.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583731446341548226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKgUu30em0BbksqdvMD43pO3ypXZvAm0-t2FDLGCGyue7NrreNhPdR9sldbql2eINQV7Kb8ckz_l8HE7UZrJ3JeQu6ONXb5prr3qeMdbyDMLvEwK8tva_Mb91tPBDn8oTecrRO/s320/6-Stained+Glass.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center">Quince buds almost ready to open.
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<br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Forsythia blooming in the living room.
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<br /><div align="center">The sun came out for a little while later on. Happy Matt.
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I demand it.</div>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-47514949473694877452011-03-06T16:59:00.000-08:002011-03-06T17:10:37.282-08:00MatterPicsSpare time is scarce lately ... but I was fortunate to have <a href="http://www.scootersville.net/">Scott</a> with me all weekend (we never have an entire weekend off together). It was too short, and we didn't get to the hundreds of things we'd like to do together, but it was quality. And now we've been out in the fresh air, talking to wonderful neighbors (we met a new one today), our hands are dirty and we smell like earth and leaves and early spring.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUIsSesARGHhyphenhyphen-9kNAfXR0asXMLuIyFXF7IqoHNlNs-M3v2N_MokJZFPilUcWOqmnPymd_Sz3i__3myMkInOuooR4prVfB6pJFMtchP1KF1-uRYQHzaTrgJ7oEwVTEnPLST4SZ/s1600/1-Update.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581137471607346274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUIsSesARGHhyphenhyphen-9kNAfXR0asXMLuIyFXF7IqoHNlNs-M3v2N_MokJZFPilUcWOqmnPymd_Sz3i__3myMkInOuooR4prVfB6pJFMtchP1KF1-uRYQHzaTrgJ7oEwVTEnPLST4SZ/s320/1-Update.jpg" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipggIn54p1iUnf0DF2e5arSWXKMQeAsDv9-sPU7RR8IsyinyH0dLJpJyftGq7aPgHYfvUAf4LXE8QjKObxi_uzeFMWpo2TF6gYPTsSU1BQ57GiuebXTRxRLRPYEg7JdoNCGnQM/s1600/2-Carwash.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; 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HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581137461707592450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoM6WW7uhSo809BkKyysmJ8FEMpkfp0FLEjCCJZbRZ4HZIu9NSt01E_lpqeLa_aX6H1-HJ3wfxjLUXyW0m-URmAq6mBdONjWR_J8n7pVOlo1PznP73Z3Eyfjc0jCSqk7WT850E/s320/4-Sky+Nursery.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyrXV0nSMuuPXdpVQu0r_Zav9trP5JFfg01JCqxq1q6vYbUFpwgL1YO0WaS1xufRJt59F_Z4aoue5ye2ZxeiuNsmbPhW8i_OBobVKNFfGyHswUdtLaVSAfWTebo2dsRb1H518a/s1600/5-Mushroom+and+Traffic.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581137457866370050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyrXV0nSMuuPXdpVQu0r_Zav9trP5JFfg01JCqxq1q6vYbUFpwgL1YO0WaS1xufRJt59F_Z4aoue5ye2ZxeiuNsmbPhW8i_OBobVKNFfGyHswUdtLaVSAfWTebo2dsRb1H518a/s320/5-Mushroom+and+Traffic.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8hhNYuyr9sy3PzLnrJ2vztL4T1KA-A68gh9kjNFH2HZ8xv50m_bmP6r8XHHkoaRFFS4ox3ri3zT8KVgHn-K540-Xk4vaeNhRoUzbj_oUBiKKsFTX-CCbp2aHSKEFu24g-ROQA/s1600/6-Crocuses.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581137750794887074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8hhNYuyr9sy3PzLnrJ2vztL4T1KA-A68gh9kjNFH2HZ8xv50m_bmP6r8XHHkoaRFFS4ox3ri3zT8KVgHn-K540-Xk4vaeNhRoUzbj_oUBiKKsFTX-CCbp2aHSKEFu24g-ROQA/s320/6-Crocuses.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Obi4o4gkH1yy3-LUPwXIdrovOeMPy15QxrcORf0-R9O9FFzFxEZy8m4iKMQduyEfJXaoqG3_nBNdRtO_wqT1EJLuDauhW0mla9vQ34_VWVaBL73xR5U1Ow2a66My3x8SBkWD/s1600/7-Edward+Gorey+primroses.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581137746474836450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Obi4o4gkH1yy3-LUPwXIdrovOeMPy15QxrcORf0-R9O9FFzFxEZy8m4iKMQduyEfJXaoqG3_nBNdRtO_wqT1EJLuDauhW0mla9vQ34_VWVaBL73xR5U1Ow2a66My3x8SBkWD/s320/7-Edward+Gorey+primroses.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF67bNSHruYhY-D2BEH_SdTHqKrfe6VDabQ0MJ4zRWqcGLpQwEISyw3498dUgJC46RCr-_3xDdEJCJ-Z99N96N7Z7BL_uqXrlSc9gR4naoJr5qcTFAfsiC_3JUBNudIuxaaeVQ/s1600/8-Baloo.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581137746640100018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF67bNSHruYhY-D2BEH_SdTHqKrfe6VDabQ0MJ4zRWqcGLpQwEISyw3498dUgJC46RCr-_3xDdEJCJ-Z99N96N7Z7BL_uqXrlSc9gR4naoJr5qcTFAfsiC_3JUBNudIuxaaeVQ/s320/8-Baloo.jpg" /></a></p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6JEE-LzzpnGs3rV_XswzwlVtQP0jJsRR8Pt63Jbw6zZ6gKTbCYluCo_CgXwHXQLi8VMY15_VcMKUp-p_SX2GlO_j3pJBdqprvV55AKd9OdbPG7ycZWkNSOuKvY030WkVhHK53/s1600/9-Pansies.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581137742080611586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6JEE-LzzpnGs3rV_XswzwlVtQP0jJsRR8Pt63Jbw6zZ6gKTbCYluCo_CgXwHXQLi8VMY15_VcMKUp-p_SX2GlO_j3pJBdqprvV55AKd9OdbPG7ycZWkNSOuKvY030WkVhHK53/s320/9-Pansies.jpg" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5neo_2MSE9U9bExlyImFZZaWMfi6EVUbX5ad2VfJ9zcEDeYlaO6ktsHXc0l-eereixmQpQP3LOA2AdQxWWG5-xYzGq909dSg_RXuJxT0QgqBDIfnupTWlL7Jpsga3F414Xrc-/s1600/10-Neighborhood.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581137736936969778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5neo_2MSE9U9bExlyImFZZaWMfi6EVUbX5ad2VfJ9zcEDeYlaO6ktsHXc0l-eereixmQpQP3LOA2AdQxWWG5-xYzGq909dSg_RXuJxT0QgqBDIfnupTWlL7Jpsga3F414Xrc-/s320/10-Neighborhood.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center"></p><p align="left">It's about time for a little rejuvenation. We all need it.</p>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-18714652969044977892011-02-13T09:47:00.000-08:002011-02-13T10:23:55.351-08:00February 12 of 12Yes, I'm back ... I can't believe I missed last month! That's the first time, I think, in almost four years. In my defense, my computer drew its last breath at the beginning of January and I didn't get my new laptop until the 14<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> - and to be honest I haven't completely figured out the photo editing software that came with it (and haven't looked into better programs). So without further ado (or excuses), I present to you: <em><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Matterdays</span> 12 of 12 for February, 2011!</em><br /><br />If any of you still don't know what this is (really, people?), check it out <a href="http://chaddarnell.typepad.com/runchadrun2/2011/02/12-of-12-year-6-february-2011.html">here</a>. Chad will stop hosting after this year, but hopefully it will still keep going.<br /><em></em><br /><br />I ran some errands in the morning - and realized that I'd forgotten my camera. So close your eyes and imagine a nice chilly but sunny Saturday morning, a pretty clear view of the mountains, running around the cool Capitol Hill neighborhood, and cherry trees starting to bloom. Seriously.<br /><br />Now, for the real pictures:<br /><br /><div align="center">The backyard and pond - not sure if you can tell, but there are buds on everything:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyHh-wW2aslt815tx2zXZ_uChJxn2tyg7AhXkQJI73PnY7NgF0dWIGppm6vtqRz5Erj8TdDvtpgVqWVjRSvJEcoF-u8Ta2LJksnvQbg1yZqc_PwZuuh_xGn-I_xBcUwybavik6/s1600/1-A+Pond.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573234930705959026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyHh-wW2aslt815tx2zXZ_uChJxn2tyg7AhXkQJI73PnY7NgF0dWIGppm6vtqRz5Erj8TdDvtpgVqWVjRSvJEcoF-u8Ta2LJksnvQbg1yZqc_PwZuuh_xGn-I_xBcUwybavik6/s320/1-A+Pond.JPG" /></a> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Valentine's Day flowers I ordered for Scott delivered today - they smell right purty.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR3kVaFDYN-ZUwlSZtrV_vObmw-ntKzUgPFE9UYbUeZKMvG0K0A4a4DjiXnjXUWTKGJo1f3LeUmbRxc_Hhy8rTcSU4w7QXhTwPSKCtL85OWET86vHIeXidrYJO8N2lCz0eSAnR/s1600/1-Flowers.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573234920686968450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR3kVaFDYN-ZUwlSZtrV_vObmw-ntKzUgPFE9UYbUeZKMvG0K0A4a4DjiXnjXUWTKGJo1f3LeUmbRxc_Hhy8rTcSU4w7QXhTwPSKCtL85OWET86vHIeXidrYJO8N2lCz0eSAnR/s320/1-Flowers.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Scott has taken some really great photographs, and had a few framed. I want to hang these up <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">somewhere</span> in the house:<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbc3QL-qzvCIPjEXC9am2nGrnYQ9lAOZZmyV_vhhOcrAGasl6EARWvq-jW_wrc48degX7Gdsq57gpw4zcwWcZ6dDdbvtbu61IApKTGahBDzYQ8Zu3tRAiKJOU1i55dQw-DKSVh/s1600/2-Photos.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573234906856925106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbc3QL-qzvCIPjEXC9am2nGrnYQ9lAOZZmyV_vhhOcrAGasl6EARWvq-jW_wrc48degX7Gdsq57gpw4zcwWcZ6dDdbvtbu61IApKTGahBDzYQ8Zu3tRAiKJOU1i55dQw-DKSVh/s320/2-Photos.JPG" /></a></p><div align="center">And then the winds picked up - a LOT - and the rain came pouring down. The Apocalypse, I'm sure. Mark my words.<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3ugILjiYxFKeOCUPlGwIGWSsOvxz69OLzWKgrpjENgLDa4pKbH9EeHRAPFUt_jTvPw6NG6uzNs4yDJ93rLYuYWCFozKfoqtr0gUvM_1ixs78lgNzKEmLLN2FHLGxN3bIotfOk/s1600/3-Rain.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573234899102665074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3ugILjiYxFKeOCUPlGwIGWSsOvxz69OLzWKgrpjENgLDa4pKbH9EeHRAPFUt_jTvPw6NG6uzNs4yDJ93rLYuYWCFozKfoqtr0gUvM_1ixs78lgNzKEmLLN2FHLGxN3bIotfOk/s320/3-Rain.JPG" /></a></p><div align="center">I made dinner reservations for Valentine's Day online, at a downtown restaurant we haven't been to before (our regular favorite restaurant closed last month, to reopen in a new undisclosed location at some point). I called to confirm our reservation ... and it doesn't exist. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Hmm</span>. Here is their website as I was looking for their phone number. Notice the blank, deathly monitor sitting behind my new laptop. For some reason my laptop suddenly stopped recognizing it. All in all this is a tragic picture.</div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixgx4ryv1UE5N8ZaHBeWMVLyMSqIytWbYaijeWfeH8aB6wO7g702Rr08hhQ2izNQSvGa-c3pYVfK50zpkHIRlwWmCNcE3bR6jR2etiMGE2Y5KQYeETlGtGsFb9ibvkMbPBjTp8/s1600/4-Icon+Fail.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573234884292846818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixgx4ryv1UE5N8ZaHBeWMVLyMSqIytWbYaijeWfeH8aB6wO7g702Rr08hhQ2izNQSvGa-c3pYVfK50zpkHIRlwWmCNcE3bR6jR2etiMGE2Y5KQYeETlGtGsFb9ibvkMbPBjTp8/s320/4-Icon+Fail.JPG" /></a></p><br /><div align="center">The usually elusive and hard-to-photograph <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Kasha</span>. She's about 16 years old.<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAT3UqxY9_-qinpdDWVzvS68Dblu0FK4UBXtkckvEDHA50Oy9jUifjq-2eWDnif2JfavJ6yULnaXHSVN1ZgqOnoWpYI2ge2Lmf72QE0zU28pI8iMb-fngONAOFZoteK8WhEkHt/s1600/5-Kasha.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573235514287654162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAT3UqxY9_-qinpdDWVzvS68Dblu0FK4UBXtkckvEDHA50Oy9jUifjq-2eWDnif2JfavJ6yULnaXHSVN1ZgqOnoWpYI2ge2Lmf72QE0zU28pI8iMb-fngONAOFZoteK8WhEkHt/s320/5-Kasha.JPG" /></a></p><div align="center">Still pouring rain. These are some tropical plants - <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">anthurium</span> and hibiscus - that spend the winter in our guest room. They can't wait to get back out near the pond in a couple of months.<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Z_W9MikxV1zoYE2nhQ8FjMNq7n_VQeqK3RUo0pZH74o-H62uj8ixnFOLAgcATzPXOgHXC8rjdZGAzOk5dOIjN5Xt_riWBCc3s7EGJEQPxXvSrGXhAUeraONy_KS5aT_DM2EW/s1600/6-Window.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573235511661094898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Z_W9MikxV1zoYE2nhQ8FjMNq7n_VQeqK3RUo0pZH74o-H62uj8ixnFOLAgcATzPXOgHXC8rjdZGAzOk5dOIjN5Xt_riWBCc3s7EGJEQPxXvSrGXhAUeraONy_KS5aT_DM2EW/s320/6-Window.JPG" /></a></p><div align="center">Your host, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Matterdays</span>. I'm contemplating dinner.<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8f4Zvx2s-R-fZCGwzYtdsxI9b2QzLaT80sHsoiAtaLapcXWR8xVR3WPWYYX9jhoHSPuhpykJ5hPHD5hBasmMHSWm1DSQRTV3w4X-xJWx_etljHO5wd6CZxTiqaVnBosryV4QH/s1600/7-Me.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573235503933256434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8f4Zvx2s-R-fZCGwzYtdsxI9b2QzLaT80sHsoiAtaLapcXWR8xVR3WPWYYX9jhoHSPuhpykJ5hPHD5hBasmMHSWm1DSQRTV3w4X-xJWx_etljHO5wd6CZxTiqaVnBosryV4QH/s320/7-Me.JPG" /></a></p><div align="center">Perhaps some jasmine rice ...<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9C1jpI4BUYC75L2P8rslhJImZlz3BjK6rbdqK71aiD_m37B7_xlLHQcXfHkGQOr2CYs3yzYfWyqjEq_ROdHQgYp_PZmsv84ANUjhDs9m98Vv5lE0brQR0-s0djkhlAB3BqTH9/s1600/8-Rice.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573235500892332322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9C1jpI4BUYC75L2P8rslhJImZlz3BjK6rbdqK71aiD_m37B7_xlLHQcXfHkGQOr2CYs3yzYfWyqjEq_ROdHQgYp_PZmsv84ANUjhDs9m98Vv5lE0brQR0-s0djkhlAB3BqTH9/s320/8-Rice.JPG" /></a></p><div align="center">... some broccoli ...<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUwWDky-_gJvHTNDtVcIrh5s4mq3SxgrG72g7hY9ZuaA6bh4LayKkpkp7wp6FwR7lfCziVbB_C_3E6JKIXjUDSV6ONZ9ckfkUA1Ww5_CTrDXkwNKRZl_f7WaRzEapr2aRsOhb6/s1600/9-Broccoli.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573235491335201762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUwWDky-_gJvHTNDtVcIrh5s4mq3SxgrG72g7hY9ZuaA6bh4LayKkpkp7wp6FwR7lfCziVbB_C_3E6JKIXjUDSV6ONZ9ckfkUA1Ww5_CTrDXkwNKRZl_f7WaRzEapr2aRsOhb6/s320/9-Broccoli.JPG" /></a></p><br /><div align="center">... some avocado ...<br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIAWTcwzP9EgpUe1k2K66CdQT8lwgT6Rd32tcd2vWgSoauWjCbphk4RB0BdpNOlCsy6qz0T7HKw4bVBOwQ4QQk_MoDHA_gmhS8BJhvAX-73xqWNPC86cyReE58WAEiv3SClu9C/s1600/10-Avocado.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573235997233807602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIAWTcwzP9EgpUe1k2K66CdQT8lwgT6Rd32tcd2vWgSoauWjCbphk4RB0BdpNOlCsy6qz0T7HKw4bVBOwQ4QQk_MoDHA_gmhS8BJhvAX-73xqWNPC86cyReE58WAEiv3SClu9C/s320/10-Avocado.JPG" /></a></p><div align="center">... and some chicken. Half-eaten dinner while watching "Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion" - good fluff for a Saturday night.<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZYow4QFyVecj6GCTkCDFFvhMlrTSGn-lW8qVpvyhcAEfJEd5thnXlSE2YYiCdNbV2FmM7G-wWJ-BSh8V0KL3hHYh7p4DYvEJUMkIcPluroYu6yV7DwvmA6p8iLlIY-V8UFHcg/s1600/12-Dinner.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573235990255301554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZYow4QFyVecj6GCTkCDFFvhMlrTSGn-lW8qVpvyhcAEfJEd5thnXlSE2YYiCdNbV2FmM7G-wWJ-BSh8V0KL3hHYh7p4DYvEJUMkIcPluroYu6yV7DwvmA6p8iLlIY-V8UFHcg/s320/12-Dinner.JPG" /></a></p><p align="left">So, there it is. Happy 12!<br /></p>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-9868463560815124522010-12-31T21:00:00.000-08:002010-12-31T08:59:54.153-08:00Happy New Year<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTQctItdiEoPZ726c8bbiOOP6-VnB38b7ITBYmP7mpcmrqj88H3dg4zLZvpsgV2Dl1R7rMOxnwTXQp6qhpl1Ma88zU5jljDKmoS_bUA-CqTXSLAejTZ_tCggjep6ORkO5RfNI8/s1600/new-years-eve-party-in-seattle1.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556890935636028066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTQctItdiEoPZ726c8bbiOOP6-VnB38b7ITBYmP7mpcmrqj88H3dg4zLZvpsgV2Dl1R7rMOxnwTXQp6qhpl1Ma88zU5jljDKmoS_bUA-CqTXSLAejTZ_tCggjep6ORkO5RfNI8/s320/new-years-eve-party-in-seattle1.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><em>Be always at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let each New Year find you a better man.<br /><br /><br /><br />A health to you, a wealth to you, And the best that life can give to you.<br /><br /><br /><br />May your right hand always be stretched out in friendship, but never in want.<br /><br /><br /><br />May the best of this year be the worst of next. </em></p><em></em><p align="center"><br /><br /><br /><em>May you never lie, cheat, or drink. But if you must lie, lie in each other's arms. If you must cheat, cheat death. And if you must drink, drink with all of us because we love you.<br /><br /><br /><br />Love to one, friendship to many, and good will to all.</em></p><p align="center"><em></em></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><em></em></p><p align="center"><em></em><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><p align="left">Happy New Year, friends. May the New Year always be better than the old.</p><em></em>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-44315069456021483302010-12-13T10:00:00.000-08:002010-12-13T11:15:26.557-08:00December 12 of 12Time again for 12 of 12, five years in the running and created by <a href="http://chaddarnell.typepad.com/">Chad Darnell</a>. You can find links to other 12 of 12 blogs from around the world at his site.<br /><br /><br />All good intentions I had of making this an interesting 12 of 12 entry have gone out the window due to the flu or something striking our house. <a href="http://www.scootersville.net/">Scott</a> came down with it first, then like always I followed suit a few days later. Ibuprofren, DayQuil, NyQuil ... we now own them all. So even though 12 of 12 fell on a weekend this time, I was housebound. Oh well.<br /><br /><br />Let's get on with it, shall we?<br /><br /><br />These pictures were all taken on Sunday, December 12, 2010 in a very specific section of Seattle, Washington. Our house, to be exact.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0uU9wJ_IfzQhJGoAN8EnK0xEhzoaFDLD1-gpd3_5F2lwrlhyphenhyphenIYRaTf0DACKI3O27859vE6i3olI-uhD1Obp3PYnA5hKM_d8_8-QBR5q7O2PEOTPexavgvfwmwmiRsYo5n8ep4/s1600/1-Wallpaper.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550237463570554994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0uU9wJ_IfzQhJGoAN8EnK0xEhzoaFDLD1-gpd3_5F2lwrlhyphenhyphenIYRaTf0DACKI3O27859vE6i3olI-uhD1Obp3PYnA5hKM_d8_8-QBR5q7O2PEOTPexavgvfwmwmiRsYo5n8ep4/s320/1-Wallpaper.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">Changed my desktop image to a lovely winterscene. Images later of the blizzards in the Midwest made me wonder if I made something happen ...<br /><br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEOO5GXnDhbuw2-2L5dUHZuTtEIdZWBmw-7X1_oSusbLThkMoyWpmGN-vDss33qsS8ZcELBg5kDPTkvVmmoMItx8MEdfl-gfXDEHgw_mf6nV-nTTANX5IfqB0VJymOBvLjP-ir/s1600/2-Gutters.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550237460272040818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEOO5GXnDhbuw2-2L5dUHZuTtEIdZWBmw-7X1_oSusbLThkMoyWpmGN-vDss33qsS8ZcELBg5kDPTkvVmmoMItx8MEdfl-gfXDEHgw_mf6nV-nTTANX5IfqB0VJymOBvLjP-ir/s320/2-Gutters.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><br />HUGE amounts of rain today in Seattle. Yes, we have a reputation to uphold, but honestly, it rains more in Atlanta and New York on average than in Seattle, we just have more days of drizzly, misty gloom. Monsoons like this are unusual. This shot is of water overflowing our gutters and dumping down outside the guest room window.<br /><br /></div><p align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8KzVv3F4chyquCXnMtoqR1yvjqsGj8FRnB7o8Hckb5EvVYywRBtipUU_1ESMZuFMadku8NOChgBxrYB7nW1Y8wovPEO3ROQqqsiRdXC3ST7BKBk1zPDfCH0YI6eeslHYpUthT/s1600/3-Rain+Report.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550237455286278530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8KzVv3F4chyquCXnMtoqR1yvjqsGj8FRnB7o8Hckb5EvVYywRBtipUU_1ESMZuFMadku8NOChgBxrYB7nW1Y8wovPEO3ROQqqsiRdXC3ST7BKBk1zPDfCH0YI6eeslHYpUthT/s320/3-Rain+Report.jpg" /></a></p><br /><br /><div align="center">Yes - we're well aware.<br /><br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmWpWAH0xlb8H0qeVnsybsrY50J7RRLiLvm-U82xCWcXRNwxZWB2i4a6qkUNK4_HI1GvqC-Lh06GVyFvtIJ1qhznDI3HBxAxAO8WeCj83P6xSFzhEVOCPqvNSCfjueyvTmRK41/s1600/4-Fat+Kali.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550237450132464610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmWpWAH0xlb8H0qeVnsybsrY50J7RRLiLvm-U82xCWcXRNwxZWB2i4a6qkUNK4_HI1GvqC-Lh06GVyFvtIJ1qhznDI3HBxAxAO8WeCj83P6xSFzhEVOCPqvNSCfjueyvTmRK41/s320/4-Fat+Kali.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><br />Kali loves to get up in Scott's chair in the office when I'm in there. She doesn't quite fit, since she's about 105 pounds. This picture is funny because she's not at all fat - very muscley - but this pose looks like she's got a big gut.<br /><br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2zrD2qF_u_H9zMA6TuckzZP-hXch5Kt6oVS5GygYeZ6YhwxXXVkKVOCy5q8LcXpegh79XDilxa92-kP8w-qW9fUSbRGqt46pbUx5NX0gOLc8xQpFJu-sd1J63SVVhSHfOgWcv/s1600/6-Rainy+Day+Beverages.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550237438160891778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2zrD2qF_u_H9zMA6TuckzZP-hXch5Kt6oVS5GygYeZ6YhwxXXVkKVOCy5q8LcXpegh79XDilxa92-kP8w-qW9fUSbRGqt46pbUx5NX0gOLc8xQpFJu-sd1J63SVVhSHfOgWcv/s320/6-Rainy+Day+Beverages.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">Nice winter adult beverages. Bailey's isn't good when you've got a congested head, but I tried some Amaretto, thinking it might clear the sinuses a bit. Eh. Went back to tea for a while.<br /><br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQMkZK2wuOWR62i2M4FIUrPns5yGNUoWchxAOlSQ2Q4PmeMLkWBym3QMYLTmZszfQWWypS84R4zrGPbAi1IRT2WAYY7sdyTq1vlKU2nmNJB0L5UvBwO_WJAFgRMbw8WoGESCgX/s1600/7-Sleeping+Stoli.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550240690339750946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQMkZK2wuOWR62i2M4FIUrPns5yGNUoWchxAOlSQ2Q4PmeMLkWBym3QMYLTmZszfQWWypS84R4zrGPbAi1IRT2WAYY7sdyTq1vlKU2nmNJB0L5UvBwO_WJAFgRMbw8WoGESCgX/s320/7-Sleeping+Stoli.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center">Stoli asleep on her bed upstairs. She's about 14 years old and doesn't like being outside in the rain, so she stayed inside with me.<br /><br /><br /></div><p align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlK0qgZuKKkMImOU3GggiRJtP-KCEimhD3-lgRDnxQ2ThEDURWR3IbusimIt1kXqaK5XGzeREoh5k3m2LXVrAtCaesjKos2GCJoX-pUK12EkpUZWmG3sjyiIL5asSH9UEIWLWD/s1600/8-Water+Water+Everywhere.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550240683059656642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlK0qgZuKKkMImOU3GggiRJtP-KCEimhD3-lgRDnxQ2ThEDURWR3IbusimIt1kXqaK5XGzeREoh5k3m2LXVrAtCaesjKos2GCJoX-pUK12EkpUZWmG3sjyiIL5asSH9UEIWLWD/s320/8-Water+Water+Everywhere.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><br />Uh oh. Water is coming into the basement. Had to move some things around. Luckily it all kept draining and nothing got ruined.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1CaLlRgjXQrdVboRv4indA9pL7T97_InwvuudKkncJH07_NIxc8QuPoG2QWiMnFNG9MNuTPNX1BxTApNX2MrcaaDSffzFJ0FXIomZtUfp3luD_VGMz2R60djFYU0M5UL0eDmE/s1600/11-Tree.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 212px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550240676509123074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1CaLlRgjXQrdVboRv4indA9pL7T97_InwvuudKkncJH07_NIxc8QuPoG2QWiMnFNG9MNuTPNX1BxTApNX2MrcaaDSffzFJ0FXIomZtUfp3luD_VGMz2R60djFYU0M5UL0eDmE/s320/11-Tree.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center">The Christmas tree. It took us four days to get it decorated, with work and illness and all. Its not tilting as much as it looks, I think the trunk is a little crooked. But I think it does need a little adjustment.<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZL2ytS2fyNkiX5qrGateai4JvNOf4fBv5N2ekkpSw6Wj47ahwSNJ4f3ITRj4h5kg0NGSGBy8oGtcDWGySfUTC-FCMsN7og_dFnO8MBmINuyuypIyW8cZileCrq9JUeUtr656w/s1600/12-Starting+Meatloaf.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550240674848919554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZL2ytS2fyNkiX5qrGateai4JvNOf4fBv5N2ekkpSw6Wj47ahwSNJ4f3ITRj4h5kg0NGSGBy8oGtcDWGySfUTC-FCMsN7og_dFnO8MBmINuyuypIyW8cZileCrq9JUeUtr656w/s320/12-Starting+Meatloaf.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Good night for comfort food. Meatloaf it is. Didn't have any bread, so had to use stale sourdough English muffins for a binder. Worked pretty well, actually.<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVuTm0W5I8UI3ghxpKdPOdXqhRdEZnlL2sToE3-79zpTsrqFL5Oa8fzZkNvD3fM9EyIhbZHsBzi8kfsGYTsr3xsW89hIHexiKNLHB9jLgg5qbBwJYAPzGMnnGsWmJZRKz0ILNp/s1600/13-Bacon.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550240674972676466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVuTm0W5I8UI3ghxpKdPOdXqhRdEZnlL2sToE3-79zpTsrqFL5Oa8fzZkNvD3fM9EyIhbZHsBzi8kfsGYTsr3xsW89hIHexiKNLHB9jLgg5qbBwJYAPzGMnnGsWmJZRKz0ILNp/s320/13-Bacon.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center">The way my Mom always made meatloaf - line the pan with bacon first. When it's about done, turn it over and out of the pan, then broil it to crisp the bacon. I can't eat it any other way!<br /><br /></div><p align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPyDtpjz1rb6hNToq6Sw3RxhaUZxdBMJ5pIMTcPIBY21ahM3xmJKfx02V6kUyfxJ_cNYbcKepC0fIy8v6mnWNtxf0_oc9M_Ilzb3IZsCsoMAQvGnsidZon0u5B46qYb7gunhao/s1600/14-Reindeer+Candles.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550241074563878418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPyDtpjz1rb6hNToq6Sw3RxhaUZxdBMJ5pIMTcPIBY21ahM3xmJKfx02V6kUyfxJ_cNYbcKepC0fIy8v6mnWNtxf0_oc9M_Ilzb3IZsCsoMAQvGnsidZon0u5B46qYb7gunhao/s320/14-Reindeer+Candles.jpg" /></a></p><br /><div align="center">Silver reindeer candlholder in the living room. Cool.<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkjNFXDJNR54VJo6FHWPwkddXh_FJm71io2yCNkwrIaAWoLor6oI2UFOw4ejcDsQYzMLs9c_KYxkY5RUS-X5k1LlW9p2zDPvOuwj1PSo5BGZWmcbZ-uifOAoCc4FFddLW8uc8K/s1600/15-Meatloaf.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550241068133333186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkjNFXDJNR54VJo6FHWPwkddXh_FJm71io2yCNkwrIaAWoLor6oI2UFOw4ejcDsQYzMLs9c_KYxkY5RUS-X5k1LlW9p2zDPvOuwj1PSo5BGZWmcbZ-uifOAoCc4FFddLW8uc8K/s320/15-Meatloaf.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><br />Dinner's ready. Mmmmm - health food!! </div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"><br /><br />That's it. Happy 12 of 12! Please exit through the gift shop to your left.<br /><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and Happy Holidays of every kind to you all. Until next month ... </div>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-42340807612116772252010-11-25T00:00:00.000-08:002010-11-25T00:00:11.979-08:00Happy Thanksgiving<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbsVeCZDO2jdwc4V396tsisajH4I_CIslnIiHLyYr869bGpQU_jsxqzRQ8iSVmzsCAgF1Ps9YTORsZCzdNicSjLdSzv3fl9jY1TuNHAun3-GFppM2UdfYnxPjWCYc0mpv3DfV0/s1600/rockwell_thanksgiving.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 246px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543310335537391634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbsVeCZDO2jdwc4V396tsisajH4I_CIslnIiHLyYr869bGpQU_jsxqzRQ8iSVmzsCAgF1Ps9YTORsZCzdNicSjLdSzv3fl9jY1TuNHAun3-GFppM2UdfYnxPjWCYc0mpv3DfV0/s320/rockwell_thanksgiving.jpg" /></a></p><br />We're heading over to Sammamish, in the east suburbs of Seattle, to share Thanksgiving dinner with some incredible friends and perhaps some new ones. Hopefully the weather will cooperate and the snow and ice will be washed away by some new rain. This has been an awful week, weather-wise.<br /><br />We're lucky and thankful to have survived dangerous commutes this week. To have our wonderful pets for one more Thanksgiving, although we miss Kitty, who we lost earlier this year. We're grateful that we have the health that we do, the jobs that we do, that as hard as things are for us our lives are so much easier than many others. We're grateful for all of our friends, near and far, actual or virtual. For family, whether we see them often or rarely. All of this is a part of who we are, and we'll say thanks for all we have today.<br /><br />May you all be as lucky and thankful as we are.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>"A toast. An affirmation, a prayer of thanks. I want you to know that wherever we find ourselves in this world – whatever our successes, or failures – come this time of year, you will always have a place at my table, and a place in my heart."</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em> – Lila (Jacqueline Bisset), Latter Days<br /></div></em>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-57279993862985718762010-11-13T08:03:00.000-08:002010-11-13T08:25:40.670-08:00November 12 of 12Welcome to the November 2010 version of 12 of 12 - the love child of the wonderful <a href="http://chaddarnell.typepad.com/">Chad</a>. While I did remember to bring my camera to work today, I forgot to take any daylight pictures ... so my 12 are all from after 4:30 p.m. Welcome to 12 pictures of my fantastic Friday night. This is how I rock.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Sunset from our balcony. This is facing west - notice how far south the sunset is these days. Damn winter must be coming.</div><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJkUCdCxMAaTw0VYxQ3XBgVIZQrUBWjESpfAqgnFWmSHWcUKGQvc5Gwbq-CYO0psw5Y4XsXaqnj_hyphenhyphenp7r1rWZJkAh-P4PM6NDEwDO8tuNeVPtahyt9uPkxcWgh5rL7YULcBuT/s1600/1-Sunset.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539067110876666258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJkUCdCxMAaTw0VYxQ3XBgVIZQrUBWjESpfAqgnFWmSHWcUKGQvc5Gwbq-CYO0psw5Y4XsXaqnj_hyphenhyphenp7r1rWZJkAh-P4PM6NDEwDO8tuNeVPtahyt9uPkxcWgh5rL7YULcBuT/s320/1-Sunset.jpg" /></a><br /><br /></p><p align="center">Cool clouds.<br /><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwlfDkE9FXegEQhoeb38AKZ_vzQ_CuNoESA5w6kL9CUUGAeeaH-ULGNf7Vb85cZDa9DLHBHRkYNP0MxLjcrJwDCHbIYHspmS83qxAc0qwvNRDu41K9xIFdK5caNeoandYurWzI/s1600/2-Clouds.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539067102238218978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwlfDkE9FXegEQhoeb38AKZ_vzQ_CuNoESA5w6kL9CUUGAeeaH-ULGNf7Vb85cZDa9DLHBHRkYNP0MxLjcrJwDCHbIYHspmS83qxAc0qwvNRDu41K9xIFdK5caNeoandYurWzI/s320/2-Clouds.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><br /><br />Thinking about what kind of fun to have tonight. Scott is working late - you know what kind of trouble I can get into without supervision!<br /><br /></div><p align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1-sjb-StS89wNtx0jK09AX6mrxw072I2FV9jqZgrHKsR58eFsfX1kxkh5NlmfgRstpfafr9jrdzvGrdCq08fQAJX1JAg_7qWAaDrvJK3m_q8p1u4d5uHWJfWfePyK1KDicYAN/s1600/3-Fuzzy.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539067095792144754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1-sjb-StS89wNtx0jK09AX6mrxw072I2FV9jqZgrHKsR58eFsfX1kxkh5NlmfgRstpfafr9jrdzvGrdCq08fQAJX1JAg_7qWAaDrvJK3m_q8p1u4d5uHWJfWfePyK1KDicYAN/s320/3-Fuzzy.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><br /><br />The cool old buffet our neighbors gave us last weekend, since they're moving - still has lots of scratches to buff up, but I'm really liking it.<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi08EryLjejrK-FCCq4B7-85LdAG-TAmozzXDE37v963rJuSC-kMbblqdFB_9810X0kfUxpa6aP1YTWSHFP6VOSYU97Xtlp21yBDaWwQfzB5e5_g069t01q0KQKmRe608nRViPA/s1600/4-Buffet.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539067095637960290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi08EryLjejrK-FCCq4B7-85LdAG-TAmozzXDE37v963rJuSC-kMbblqdFB_9810X0kfUxpa6aP1YTWSHFP6VOSYU97Xtlp21yBDaWwQfzB5e5_g069t01q0KQKmRe608nRViPA/s320/4-Buffet.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><br /><br />Guess what I'm about to do. Woo-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">hoo</span> ...<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglqZM3UmN-MfQXu65oKD0lIVPm1vaGNkJYRQmbFs0AjTKZW_kKc0kRwiO-kyawr8Fim-M8E9ndxJ1IfH8GV5RrYVm1_siRQFOU-MugnkgTSXOFyAGOG6cTurBCs9OHwRvxh6iq/s1600/5-Litter.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539067095115353218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglqZM3UmN-MfQXu65oKD0lIVPm1vaGNkJYRQmbFs0AjTKZW_kKc0kRwiO-kyawr8Fim-M8E9ndxJ1IfH8GV5RrYVm1_siRQFOU-MugnkgTSXOFyAGOG6cTurBCs9OHwRvxh6iq/s320/5-Litter.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><br /><br />Down to the basement where the litter boxes are ...<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXuFYuRKIyfYarpH8JZjs2oi4dMOgAhpNxN-PzW_ia42VdTS0Bxxl0eluqRi40lRJmVKCOwJQEbhK5Hb1POnvYKwL0DhOAvIW1y5bGrW7qGKtrirOfSh2aBExHeoQUQLhpV8Ai/s1600/5A-Downstairs.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539067375704955666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXuFYuRKIyfYarpH8JZjs2oi4dMOgAhpNxN-PzW_ia42VdTS0Bxxl0eluqRi40lRJmVKCOwJQEbhK5Hb1POnvYKwL0DhOAvIW1y5bGrW7qGKtrirOfSh2aBExHeoQUQLhpV8Ai/s320/5A-Downstairs.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><br />These boxes are all Halloween decorations. Seriously.<br /><br /></div><p align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieEbiNpEG32-a2AVfsdd8zF4zdGxwWK2uODUwUZw3gWA9EkALWXNpKMrTh5QoQmUmwi43HJG5RTjOPF5h81WYbmLXpsblfW5TS8v70o45JTHjGmKb17bOZR9AT2BFmbOiRmArz/s1600/6-Decorations.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539067374166905346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieEbiNpEG32-a2AVfsdd8zF4zdGxwWK2uODUwUZw3gWA9EkALWXNpKMrTh5QoQmUmwi43HJG5RTjOPF5h81WYbmLXpsblfW5TS8v70o45JTHjGmKb17bOZR9AT2BFmbOiRmArz/s320/6-Decorations.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><br />The back yard and pond from the balcony. It's dark out.<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPu6RzyJK7yRdcczoYguBRxb8ETTZ2gj2o7hzBxsKcXAec5NMBcbebrCCvEEFh-uQcmWloC9yrKYH7G5TeMo62ROTy67iDhXaFHX1J6ROphXevcw9__9KHyMvvwO9pCc9zVPGr/s1600/7-Pond.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539067366395352018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPu6RzyJK7yRdcczoYguBRxb8ETTZ2gj2o7hzBxsKcXAec5NMBcbebrCCvEEFh-uQcmWloC9yrKYH7G5TeMo62ROTy67iDhXaFHX1J6ROphXevcw9__9KHyMvvwO9pCc9zVPGr/s320/7-Pond.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><br /><br />Saying "hi" to the birds in the aviary.<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPxacfS1qGbI7eU89kWBJrE6UvDTqJm91ohGmACdHlSUEcL6RF3QlTlJ4_SYFlyRmu9D9BM4caWxrE_2zurz5zKHbco7jKCp81tykjP83xZB5HFP06QEhoHBWod9p3mcGE_nJK/s1600/8-Aviary.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539067365494443698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPxacfS1qGbI7eU89kWBJrE6UvDTqJm91ohGmACdHlSUEcL6RF3QlTlJ4_SYFlyRmu9D9BM4caWxrE_2zurz5zKHbco7jKCp81tykjP83xZB5HFP06QEhoHBWod9p3mcGE_nJK/s320/8-Aviary.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">Friday night feast. Grilled cheese (Wisconsin white cheddar and Oregon <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Tillamook</span> sharp cheddar) with bacon.<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOHnz14mCLFpkdpW1i-VOikS8J_Cb24lWVZg8kpqiUWOe58qAoVrCMeSBOGkKIRH4qznQDP87-v6VWr6aWU7yOnH14Jg5KLNkOBC79ZnutLURLRDOJUe0henlkM7i_zOXpZXEb/s1600/9-Cheeses.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539067363564653474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOHnz14mCLFpkdpW1i-VOikS8J_Cb24lWVZg8kpqiUWOe58qAoVrCMeSBOGkKIRH4qznQDP87-v6VWr6aWU7yOnH14Jg5KLNkOBC79ZnutLURLRDOJUe0henlkM7i_zOXpZXEb/s320/9-Cheeses.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mmm</span> ... toasty. Okay, a little charcoal-y.<br /><br /></div><p align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTL35J_Vb2pCBztmKcC_AEgRWzzgI_umANELqwt5QXH2zP8KLE17J1cLmJSjULIP3bt7a-pMcPu2zsEVUoZw7Xqh-mNfDg85MazZz0yZfkJt_vsMJxZluLLIB8Ra5D4PPDoaIg/s1600/10-Dinner.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539067607157955586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTL35J_Vb2pCBztmKcC_AEgRWzzgI_umANELqwt5QXH2zP8KLE17J1cLmJSjULIP3bt7a-pMcPu2zsEVUoZw7Xqh-mNfDg85MazZz0yZfkJt_vsMJxZluLLIB8Ra5D4PPDoaIg/s320/10-Dinner.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Aaaaand</span> ... starting housework. Welcome to my Friday night.<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkbahIZ1EOXPiPvU1SijXPaD9vKRHfXtngZAqSmlX9PGoXkIqGA7246I2e-a_mTLK1KTzwlnJVofIVft9Gjj-E9FKbKE_iveD1LrTg_JIGnl8IReO2MfL5TbtFexcQuFrhtf-U/s1600/11-Broomie.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539067603553663282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkbahIZ1EOXPiPvU1SijXPaD9vKRHfXtngZAqSmlX9PGoXkIqGA7246I2e-a_mTLK1KTzwlnJVofIVft9Gjj-E9FKbKE_iveD1LrTg_JIGnl8IReO2MfL5TbtFexcQuFrhtf-U/s320/11-Broomie.jpg" /></a></p><br /><br />Next month, the 12<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> is on a weekend. Expect big things from me. Perhaps a theme ... or a Special Guest Star ... <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">hmmm</span>.<br /><br />Happy 12, y'all.Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-20869385988127780392010-10-31T00:06:00.000-07:002010-10-31T00:06:00.231-07:00This IS Halloween!!!Time to get the house ready to scare the neighborhood ...<br /><br />Enjoy, kids.<br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xpvdAJYvofI?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xpvdAJYvofI?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></p>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-65972134371296490982010-10-30T09:02:00.000-07:002010-10-30T09:03:25.927-07:00It's tomorrow, you know.This is MUCH better than the American version ...<br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pGj6yW-_wuc?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pGj6yW-_wuc?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></p>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-79245175528872290372010-10-29T19:26:00.000-07:002010-10-29T19:27:40.329-07:00Scared. Yes, now I'm scared. Two more days ...<p align="center"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zH8ynu0jRvY?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zH8ynu0jRvY?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></p>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-18543342609791144982010-10-28T18:18:00.000-07:002010-10-28T18:19:14.903-07:00Almost here ...<p align="center"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IlhZCDlEmh0?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IlhZCDlEmh0?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></p>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-65410461089734635412010-10-27T18:15:00.001-07:002010-10-27T18:15:58.355-07:00Scary, Mary ...<p align="center"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2T5_0AGdFic?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2T5_0AGdFic?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></p>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-78909248681723380272010-10-26T18:06:00.000-07:002010-10-26T18:08:00.724-07:00Six days ...<p align="center"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nDidHzwYu3E?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nDidHzwYu3E?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></p>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-91047496665506263122010-10-25T17:21:00.000-07:002010-10-26T18:09:22.691-07:00Halloween: Seven Days.Yes, I repeat myself every year. Oh well.<br /><br />Spooky.<br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tFRhs3-pP8w?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tFRhs3-pP8w?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></p>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-11217994680122148212010-10-24T17:52:00.000-07:002010-10-24T17:56:08.817-07:00Halloween Week. Be Afraid.I'll be gentle at first ...<br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="left"><object width="400" height="330"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zyPcz6wKEnE?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zyPcz6wKEnE?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></p>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36513844.post-86440041125886114842010-10-22T00:00:00.000-07:002010-10-22T00:00:08.388-07:0043.It happens. Meh. I should be happy it hasn't stopped adding up, eh?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQxLvMP0wLBnUw7K-Xa8-_6xXmCOu3RgYWZDzS-6c1hTuLWFQoDDCFb8WHV8-fqjblp0xwo6-89DN2F8l2wtJDmjWSL7Hz6P6vtciwML4a4M7OC1Hhz_8bnkzharh9VNBJo5oT/s1600/43.png"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530704530225260242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQxLvMP0wLBnUw7K-Xa8-_6xXmCOu3RgYWZDzS-6c1hTuLWFQoDDCFb8WHV8-fqjblp0xwo6-89DN2F8l2wtJDmjWSL7Hz6P6vtciwML4a4M7OC1Hhz_8bnkzharh9VNBJo5oT/s320/43.png" /></a></p>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08564827704670105620noreply@blogger.com7