<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846</id><updated>2012-01-24T14:29:19.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Diary, Random Thoughts Edition</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-3074179038091441723</id><published>2012-01-21T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T11:22:52.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, pinterest justification edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know, I know, I spend waaaaaay too much time on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://pinterest.com/baumgaj/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pinterest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. But it's an interactive site for me. I actually DO things that I see/pin on there. Let's give you some numbers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I have 16 boards and, as of this moment, 601 pins (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5 of my boards are food-related, naturally).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I tallied it up and I have made approximately 13% of the food-related items I've pinned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I have also completed six pinterest-inspired crafts, and have redecorated my bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I figure that's better than the average person on pinterest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-3074179038091441723?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-950359869230281491</id><published>2012-01-09T21:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:33:00.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, binge much? edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In no particular order, a list of things I could eat at least a half, or an entire pan of by myself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*german pancakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*texas sheet cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*cheesy breadsticks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*breadsticks/rolls in general&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*oreo cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*chocolate chip cookies (soft, chewy ones!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*mashed potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*funeral potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*graham cracker crust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*really cheesy mac 'n' cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...I'm sure that's not all, unfortunately...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-950359869230281491?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-1447379811440372485</id><published>2011-12-17T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T10:41:37.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, completed edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I saw on pinterest that this girl kept posting things on her "bucket list" board from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://perfectbucketlist.tumblr.com/page/1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; website and having seen that movie New Years Eve last night (it was ok) I've been thinking about resolutions, but it's much more fun to see what I've done rather than what I haven't, so here's what I've done in my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(**WARNING: long list ahead**)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*lay down in a field of daisies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*bungee jumping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*shopping in paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*eat pizza in italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*go to california&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*plant a tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*see a broadway play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*visit the louvre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*shoot a gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*travel alone (well...I've taken many flights alone...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*go to times sqaure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*visit a walk-through aquarium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*go to rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*party in las vegas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*learn to play piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*perform on a stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*ride on the back of a motorcycle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*learn how to bake perfectly (well, I think I know how to do it well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*go to hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*take a homeless person out to dinner (I've given them food before)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*go to a spa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*go on an ice cream date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*share ice cream with someone special (with my family...all the time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*see every hunger games movie (I consider that done even though they're not out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*make a rainbow cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*watch the sunset at the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*drink coffee in seattle (does hot chocolate count?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*party during spring break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*go to the olympics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*experience a white christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*attend a pool party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*party all night without stopping for sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*go to canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*own an iphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*go skinny dipping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*move back to my hometown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*see the golden gate bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*find a four leaf clover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*go on a camping trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*attend a concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*see snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*have a food fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*go to Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*see every cirque du soleil show (well I've seen four or five...I think that counts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*have a beach wedding (I'll count that I've been to one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*read all of the harry potter books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*have perfect teeth (my orthodontist said mine turned out the best out of all my siblings...and my dad said I have perfectly shaped bicuspids)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*learn how to drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*have a huge water balloon fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*attend a new year's party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*shop in new york city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*go to hollywood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*see a shooting star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*go to venice, italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*be a bridesmaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*visity sydney, australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*graduate from college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*pet a giraffe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*ride in a taxi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*be on t.v.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*ride an elephant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*go on a road trip with friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*donate blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*try sushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*see the eiffel tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*sleep under the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*skydive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*visit disney world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*take a tour of the white house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*let a snowflake land on my tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*spend a summer getting really tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*go to a water park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*become a teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*cook thanksgiving dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*visit puerto rico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*try something from godiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*bake something from scratch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*visit new zealand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*go an entire day without using any technology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*sing at the grand ole opry (does humming to myself while I'm there count?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*finish a game of monopoly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*chop down my own christmas tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*take ballet lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*have the barista at starbucks remember my order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*learn how to use chopsticks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*make s'mores around a campfire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*try chicago style pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*own a pair of skinny jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*'hold up' the leaning tower of pisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*see the milky way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*try tiramisu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*visit a chocolate factory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*finish a whole tube of chapstick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*try beglian chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*stay at a bed and breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*have a pet rabbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*feed a giraffe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*ride in a limo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*swim in the pacific ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*ride a horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*have a summer job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*ride a subway in new york&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*make homemade ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*read the bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*be able to walk well in heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*write a letter to myself and open it in 10 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*climb a tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*buy flowers for someone for no reason at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*own a coach bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*build a gingerbread house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*eat an entire pizza by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*tie dye a shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*eat a croissant at a bakery in paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*make homemade jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*make a quilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*have a bonfire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*visit the &lt;em&gt;full house &lt;/em&gt;home in san francisco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*study abroad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*have a baby fall asleep in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...and on and on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am one extremely blessed person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-1447379811440372485?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/1447379811440372485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=1447379811440372485&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1447379811440372485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1447379811440372485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/12/dd-completed-edition.html' title='dd, completed edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-1941228354937622529</id><published>2011-12-08T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T16:02:08.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ddrt, answer me this edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Why are curtain rods so dang hard to put up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Why do you have a wedding board on pinterest if you're already married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Why does bad-for-you-food have to taste so good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Why am I always obsessed with food in general?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Why is buying things so much fun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Why do my siblings (and their children) have to live so far away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Why doesn't everybody think like I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*When will my room be clean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-1941228354937622529?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/1941228354937622529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=1941228354937622529&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1941228354937622529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1941228354937622529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/12/ddrt-answer-me-this-edition.html' title='ddrt, answer me this edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4752361624383846734</id><published>2011-11-15T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T20:21:58.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, thinking of you edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I associate music with a lot of different things - places, certain events in life, and people. I bet you didn't know that I associate most of you with certain songs. Here we go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dad - Anything by Simon &amp;amp; Garfunkel, The Beach Boys, and "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9fFf0ClVLao"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alley Cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" (b/c it is the one song you would play on the piano and I asked you how you knew to do the part at the end w/ the triplets and you said you made it up. Once I knew how to read music I looked at the sheet music and discovered you lied)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom - "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rqVZxTQEJ_Q&amp;amp;feature=fvst"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mary Did You Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;," Clay Aiken's version (b/c you really like it...and so I bought you piano music...which you forgot that I did and so you were going to buy more...until I found the sheet music I had previously purchased)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lanson - The entire album of Steve Miller Band's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5yle1USyhCY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;greatest hits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (b/c I would listen to it and cry because I missed you when you were on your mission).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Diana - "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H2KabvvLF7M"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" by Janet Jackson (b/c it played everywhere when we were in Europe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kim - "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D5fRVm3k1aY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" by Ace of Bace* (b/c when it came out you told me to stop singing it because it was a bad song and I'm still trying to figure out why...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mark - "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VbyyAl9Ve4g&amp;amp;feature=fvst"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hotel California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" by the Eagles (b/c you told me once it was your favorite song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jill - "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cbhOVKhwO_4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Invisible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" by Clay Aiken** (b/c we looked it up on youtube while driving in San Francisco...and you borrowed my barbies to make a music video of it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jesselah - "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M11SvDtPBhA&amp;amp;ob=av3e"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Party in the USA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" by Miley Cyrus (b/c it may or may not be the most played on your itunes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Beth - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zxI5p3Qd0Eo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;any song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; by Michael Jackson. (b/c you heart him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kelli &amp;amp; Emily - "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4G6QDNC4jPs&amp;amp;ob=av3e"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everytime we Touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" by Cascada (b/c we listened to it a lot, and rolled around in blue foam while it was playing...that sounds bad but it's not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jenn &amp;amp; Marcelle - "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WNIPqafd4As&amp;amp;ob=av3n"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My Heart Will Go On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" by Celine Dion (b/c of your amazing interpretive dance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jennie, Nina &amp;amp; Rose-Ellen - "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PWgvGjAhvIw&amp;amp;ob=av3e"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey Ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" by Outkast (b/c it defined our Freshman year together)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For those of you not yet on the list - just you wait. With time you will be added.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*This is a &lt;em&gt;terrible &lt;/em&gt;music video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;**I had no idea that Clay Aiken was so present in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4752361624383846734?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4752361624383846734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4752361624383846734&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4752361624383846734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4752361624383846734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/11/dd-thinking-of-you-edition.html' title='dd, thinking of you edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-1406445335991737749</id><published>2011-11-10T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:11:44.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, what does it say about me edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What does it say about me when...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...Grey's Anatomy has made me cry more than any other television show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...I'm already halfway done with my Christmas shopping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...sometimes I prefer spending time by myself rather than with others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...while reflecting on the best part(s) of my day it usually ends up being related to food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...I sometimes wear blankets like skirts around the house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hopefully nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-1406445335991737749?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/1406445335991737749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=1406445335991737749&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1406445335991737749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1406445335991737749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/11/dd-what-does-it-say-about-me-edition.html' title='dd, what does it say about me edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-6345007578539500236</id><published>2011-11-09T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T16:53:40.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, behind on life edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes I am behind on life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Dishes? Nope, don't feel like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Making the bed? Not at all this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Hanging up clothes? Haven't quite gotten there yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Gone through mail? Not high on my priority list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Gym? Well I'm currently in my gym clothes but I doubt I'll make it out of bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Being social? Nice try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can't be perfect all the time, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-6345007578539500236?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/6345007578539500236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=6345007578539500236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6345007578539500236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6345007578539500236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/11/dd-behind-on-life-edition.html' title='dd, behind on life edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-7333256403162933124</id><published>2011-10-23T20:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T20:54:58.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, it's kind of a big deal edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I used to always use exclamation points in odd numbers, meaning I would always use one or three or five (for the &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; exciting phrase/statement/exclamation). But lately I've been using two where I previously used three. I don't know why...maybe it is somehow now more aesthetically pleasing to me than it was before? I don't know. It's so weird, though - a random change of an established routine. I feel like it's kind of a big deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-7333256403162933124?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/7333256403162933124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=7333256403162933124&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7333256403162933124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7333256403162933124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/10/dd-its-kind-of-big-deal-edition.html' title='dd, it&apos;s kind of a big deal edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4364015897194620765</id><published>2011-10-17T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T20:15:17.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, chicago edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went to Chicago for the first time this weekend and I had &lt;em&gt;such &lt;/em&gt;a good time! What a cool city...so much to do, it would definitely take more than one visit to see everything. Here's what we were able to fit in:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friday Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Walked around &lt;a href="http://explorechicago.org/city/en/millennium.html"&gt;Millennium Park&lt;/a&gt; and saw some architectural structures, if you will, including what my friend calls the "&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/christensen_carl/2897018813/"&gt;shiny bean&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chicagoartsdistrict.org/secondfridays_main.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Art walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in the Chicago Art District&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Dinner at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nightwoodrestaurant.com/about.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nightwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Comedy show at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.secondcity.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Second City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Breakfast at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebongoroom.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bongo Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (check out their menu - seriously amazing!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Quick stop at Trader Joe's to try their new Pear Cinnamon juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*Saw the new Marilyn Monroe &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/07/15/marilyn-monroe-sculpture-_n_899978.html#s309681"&gt;statue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*American Girl and LEGO stores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Tour of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/photo/chi-080714-tribune-tower-photogallery,0,3410608.photogallery"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chicago Tribune building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Ferris wheel at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.navypier.com/things2do/rides_attract/rides_home.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Navy Pier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Water taxi from the pier to the...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fieldmuseum.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Field Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, including chocolate exhibit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Walking through more parks downtown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Deep dish pizza at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pequodspizza.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pequod's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Jazz music at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenmilljazz.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Green Mill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some people have asked me what my favorite part was, but I honestly enjoyed everything! I would definitely recommend this city. Maybe someday I'll get to go back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4364015897194620765?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4364015897194620765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4364015897194620765&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4364015897194620765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4364015897194620765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/10/dd-chicago-edition.html' title='dd, chicago edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4267837596777820174</id><published>2011-09-25T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T21:08:54.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ddrt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*It's hard to write big letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Melted cheese is the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*So happy new episodes are back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Thank you Louis, Frank, Ella and others for getting me through my prep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Continually learning that I can't do it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Sometimes Christmas music comes up when my itunes is on shuffle. And sometimes I don't skip the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*One of my students told me I looked like Vanna White while I was teaching up at the board the other day. My dream is becoming a reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4267837596777820174?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4267837596777820174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4267837596777820174&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4267837596777820174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4267837596777820174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/09/ddrt.html' title='ddrt'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-1042662241525203269</id><published>2011-09-10T22:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T22:55:05.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, words edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Words I love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*bauble (perfection in a word)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*hosiery (I always imagine an elderly lady saying, "my hose!" and it makes me chuckle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*throughout (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nerd alert!&lt;/span&gt; my favorite word to type)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Words I do not love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*colonel (not spelled phonetically)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*skiwampus (not technically a real word...plus it just bothers me for some unknown reason)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*gregarious (it does not match its definition to me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-1042662241525203269?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/1042662241525203269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=1042662241525203269&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1042662241525203269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1042662241525203269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/09/dd-words-edition.html' title='dd, words edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-1266356617562328122</id><published>2011-09-06T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T20:46:16.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, i hate trying new things edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In general I don't like to try new things. I have to force myself. Unless it's trying a new recipe filled with ingredients that I like. But I do it, and I do it (somewhat) often. Because "they" say it's good for you. I suppose it gives you some sense of self-satisfaction, but more often than not I end up thinking "yeah, I can do it/it was fine, but I didn't love it and would be fine never doing it again." That's usually how it turns out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've tried two new things this week already ("they" should be proud). I don't see myself doing either of those things in the near future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At least I know I'm content with what I'm already doing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Although last week I tried something new and intend on doing it again. So there goes my whole theory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Guess what? I'm trying new things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-1266356617562328122?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/1266356617562328122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=1266356617562328122&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1266356617562328122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1266356617562328122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/09/dd-i-hate-trying-new-things-edition.html' title='dd, i hate trying new things edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-638862598519019665</id><published>2011-08-30T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T17:13:29.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, fb status (statuses? stati?) that were considered, but never made it edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I'll toast to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Seriously?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Thank you, Sondre, for the ride home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Jane Austen knows her stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Pinterest &amp;gt; Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Miss B lives!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-638862598519019665?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/638862598519019665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=638862598519019665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/638862598519019665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/638862598519019665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/08/dd-fb-status-statuses-stati-that-were.html' title='dd, fb status (statuses? stati?) that were considered, but never made it edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-259260643817727972</id><published>2011-08-16T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T22:49:13.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, kitchen necessities edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Things I would like for my kitchen. Eventually. Just because.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*pasta maker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*kitchen blowtorch (yes, it's apparently one word)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*mandolin (not the instrument...the kitchen slicer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*pastry scraper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*meat tenderizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*baking sheets (you can always use more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*cooling racks (I only have one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*cute spoon rest (something like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/59447115/yellow-spoon-rest?ref=sr_gallery_23&amp;amp;ga_search_query=spoon+rest&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_ship_to=US&amp;amp;ga_page=3&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_facet=handmade"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*immersion blender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cuisinart.com/products/food_processors/fp-14dc.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this specific&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; food processor (I think I've mentioned that before)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-259260643817727972?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/259260643817727972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=259260643817727972&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/259260643817727972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/259260643817727972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/08/dd-kitchen-necessities-edition.html' title='dd, kitchen necessities edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4408932369220744881</id><published>2011-08-10T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:15:18.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, things i don't do well edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*put pants on barbies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*swim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*hide my emotions through facial expressions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*eat slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*put socks/shoes on children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*convince myself that I'm not the exception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*eat enough fruits and vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...among other things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4408932369220744881?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4408932369220744881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4408932369220744881&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4408932369220744881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4408932369220744881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/08/dd-things-i-dont-do-well-edition.html' title='dd, things i don&apos;t do well edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8094482068256997963</id><published>2011-07-11T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:56:34.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, current obsessions edition part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Graham, as in the food item. (Not any &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/84/99/0000048499_20080507141501.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://pinkridge.blogspot.com/2008/06/bachelorette_18.html&amp;amp;h=1024&amp;amp;w=680&amp;amp;sz=145&amp;amp;tbnid=Nm7WYYVCHoV6yM:&amp;amp;tbnh=90&amp;amp;tbnw=60&amp;amp;prev=/search%3Fq%3Dgraham%2Bfrom%2Bthe%2Bbachelorette%26tbm%3Disch%26tbo%3Du&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;q=graham+from+the+bachelorette&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;usg=__MNae95ednRGqIXIKmGWqYLks-ec=&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=8EYbTtPWIoPWiALvuqnRBQ&amp;amp;ved=0CB8Q9QEwAg"&gt;person&lt;/a&gt; you may or may not know.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Organizing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Attempting not to go insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Waiting for the new season of Project Runway to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Realizing that I'm a baker, not a cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*My new bed/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?navAction=jump&amp;amp;id=993039&amp;amp;parentid=SEARCH_RESULTS&amp;amp;color=006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Berry picking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8094482068256997963?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8094482068256997963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8094482068256997963&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8094482068256997963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8094482068256997963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/07/dd-current-obsessions-edition-part-ii.html' title='dd, current obsessions edition part II'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-2091502377995550097</id><published>2011-06-30T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T22:14:08.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, chocolate/peanut butter candy edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I was trolling* through the grocery store (because that's what I do at 8pm on a Thursday night) I walked down the candy aisle with the intent of buying a large bag of peanut butter M&amp;amp;M's...and they were on sale! I call that fate. While eating them before my dinner I got to thinking about how much I love the chocolate/peanut butter combination. The result: a list, in order, of the best chocolate/peanut butter candy out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Reese's Peanut Butter Cups. No contest. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(The special holiday ones are the best because they have so much peanut butter! And, they are the best in this order: Easter egg, Christmas tree, Halloween pumpkin.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Peanut Butter M&amp;amp;M's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. 5th Avenue. A less known candy bar, but seriously good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Reese's Pieces &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Although do these count? I don't think there's chocolate in them.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Did I miss any?&lt;/span&gt; (I'm talking just pure chocolate and peanut butter here.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yummmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;*Yes, trolling. As in fishing. I literally mosey up and down each aisle, browse, and pick up whatever I feel like (within reason). It's therapeutic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-2091502377995550097?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/2091502377995550097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=2091502377995550097&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/2091502377995550097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/2091502377995550097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/06/dd-chocolatepeanut-butter-candy-edition.html' title='dd, chocolate/peanut butter candy edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-768617738806116615</id><published>2011-06-27T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T17:30:09.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, frustrated edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How to make frustration go away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Bake things in ramekins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Witty blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-768617738806116615?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/768617738806116615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=768617738806116615&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/768617738806116615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/768617738806116615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/06/dd-frustrated-edition.html' title='dd, frustrated edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4922812998782551903</id><published>2011-06-23T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T15:44:48.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, wimbledon edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess what? It's on! It always creeps up on me, and I think I've finally realized this year that it's always on soon after school gets out. Yet another reason for me to look forward to the end of the school year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wimbledon is the only sporting event that I actually care about, and by "care about" I mean:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I actually know and understand all the rules of the sport (or at least I think I do).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I only know the really famous players.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I will occassionally learn the other players' names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I usually don't care who wins (which leads me to frequently root for the underdog).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I prefer watching men's matches, but will also watch women's matches (and judge their clothing choices).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't get as excited for the US Open, Australian Open or the French Open. If I happen to see a match with a player who I recognize then I'll watch it, but for whatever reason Wimbledon has a special place in my heart. Maybe it's the fact that it's in London, or played on grass, or that they all have to wear white. I don't know, I just love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Someday I will attend a Wimbledon match. It's on my list of things to do before I die. Maybe I'll start setting aside some money and go next year. Anyone want to come?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4922812998782551903?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4922812998782551903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4922812998782551903&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4922812998782551903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4922812998782551903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/06/dd-wimbledon-edition.html' title='dd, wimbledon edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-6956235097908876510</id><published>2011-06-13T16:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T16:42:29.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, i should be running edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Except I'm looking at food blogs instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks to a &lt;a href="http://britbinthecity.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-i-ate-this-week.html"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt; who said she made some yummy looking caprese grilled cheeses this week I found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://foodgawker.com/popular/favorites/page/3/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; gem. There are SO many recipes I want to try!!! Luckily I will have plenty of time starting tomorrow, as it will be summer vacation. However, food can be expensive and maybe I will have to limit the amount of recipes I try. Sad face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-6956235097908876510?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/6956235097908876510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=6956235097908876510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6956235097908876510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6956235097908876510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/06/dd-i-should-be-running-edition.html' title='dd, i should be running edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-6274394891945822704</id><published>2011-06-03T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T18:44:29.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, pine nuts edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;l-o-v-e&lt;/em&gt;. roasted pine nuts. I could probably eat a whole bowl. Is that weird?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-6274394891945822704?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/6274394891945822704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=6274394891945822704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6274394891945822704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6274394891945822704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/06/dd-pine-nuts-edition.html' title='dd, pine nuts edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-7008949965257703831</id><published>2011-05-23T20:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T20:31:41.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, license plates edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really dislike personalized license plates. I feel like I've seen a lot in the past week-or-so of driving to work. Here are some of them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BRILLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HEY-YAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ARID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HOAG 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FAR1BA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;APATHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SAMI H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Really? I don't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-7008949965257703831?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/7008949965257703831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=7008949965257703831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7008949965257703831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7008949965257703831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/05/dd-license-plates-edition.html' title='dd, license plates edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4987392159971139674</id><published>2011-05-07T09:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T10:19:15.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, current obsessions edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Rosemary shoestring fries at Burgerville. Yes, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Root beer. Preferably Barq's but I will take Henry Weinhards, IBC or another high-end root beer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;(P.S. I know that Barq's isn't high-end, but I like it the best!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miltonsbaking.com/product-detail/multi-grain-plus"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Milton's bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. I splurge every once in a while and get it. I love this bread!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Seasonally inappropriate foods. For example, I made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://baumgartnercooking.blogspot.com/2008/05/soft-molasses-cookies.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; last night and I've eaten probably about 10 cookies in the last 24 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Broccoli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Strawberries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Entertainment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*The Royal Wedding. I know, I'm a little late on this bandwagon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Attempting to read literature written for adults...not children. (I figure reading &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bossypants-Tina-Fey/dp/0316056863/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1304788738&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Bossypants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is a good bridge between the two.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Grey's Anatomy. I've been re-watching past seasons and, obviously, have been keeping up with the current one. Anybody else LOVE Meredith's dress at the end of the latest episode?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Breaking out my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.knockknock.biz/catalog/categories/pads/kk-pads/to-do-pad/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to-do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; lists again. Why is this under the "entertainment" section? Well, if you're asking that question then you don't know me as well as you thought you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4987392159971139674?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4987392159971139674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4987392159971139674&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4987392159971139674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4987392159971139674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/05/dd-current-obsessions-edition.html' title='dd, current obsessions edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-1165260562688669055</id><published>2011-04-30T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T07:54:27.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, letter edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Body,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why do you not allow me to sleep in on the weekends? Shouldn't you know that Saturday is the day to sleep in, not wake up at the same time or, heaven forbid, earlier than you normally do? It's been about five weeks now...I guess we're settling into a routine. A losing battle. Maybe this is your way of telling me to stop being so lazy and to be productive. I'm all about that - it's just that I really enjoy sleep and would like a little more. Maybe if I set an alarm you will subconsciously not want to get up since you're supposed to. At least I'll make it to the gym today (first time this week). Thanks for that. I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorely Disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-1165260562688669055?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/1165260562688669055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=1165260562688669055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1165260562688669055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1165260562688669055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/04/dd-letter-edition.html' title='dd, letter edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8601128565334495112</id><published>2011-04-06T22:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T22:05:03.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, update edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The supercuts has retired the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/02/dd-numbers-edition.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sign-waving bunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and has replaced it with a panda bear. Why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8601128565334495112?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8601128565334495112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8601128565334495112&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8601128565334495112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8601128565334495112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/04/dd-update-edition.html' title='dd, update edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-613447145219876256</id><published>2011-04-03T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T17:34:41.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, a goose hit me edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't hit the geese. The &lt;em&gt;geese&lt;/em&gt; hit &lt;em&gt;me. &lt;/em&gt;More specifically, they flew into my car. Two of them. They honked (or at least one of them did) as their faces collided with my windshield. I screamed and then laughed for quite some time. My friend who was in the passenger's seat said, "Did you see its face?!" and then I laughed some more. I know. I'm a terrible person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We did drive back, though, and didn't find any geese on the road. We did, however, see two geese at the pond and I'm telling my conscience that those are the two geese that hit me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;s, my car is ok.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Also, I finally bought an iphone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;*Completely unrelated to the goose story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-613447145219876256?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/613447145219876256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=613447145219876256&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/613447145219876256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/613447145219876256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/04/dd-goose-hit-me-edition.html' title='dd, a goose hit me edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-6068331991152089783</id><published>2011-03-24T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T14:46:51.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, spring break edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I still wish I could've gone on a tropical vacation, but oh well.  I guess I'll have to wait for this summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Getting random errands and things checked off my list are good, too, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Massage?  Check!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shopping?  Check!  And more to come tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pedi?  Still thinking about that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Things done on my car?  Half-check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Book read?  Almost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cooking?  Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Clean my room?  Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gym?  Twice this week, and tomorrow might make three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lesson planning?  Check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laundry?  Always going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Movies?  Watched an entire season of a BBC series, if that counts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A successful spring break so far, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-6068331991152089783?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/6068331991152089783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=6068331991152089783&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6068331991152089783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6068331991152089783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/03/dd-spring-break-edition.html' title='dd, spring break edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8570251358016399672</id><published>2011-03-10T16:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T17:29:54.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ddrt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I just ate a whole bag of quaker rice snacks. That's what I get for not eating lunch today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I'm getting used to less sleep and I'm not sure how I feel about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dare.com/home/default.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;D.A.R.E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;? I saw the logo on the side of a dump truck (???) on my way to work this morning. It brought back lots of memories of that officer that always came to our school and the graffiti t-shirt I got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Just so you know, you &lt;em&gt;can &lt;/em&gt;be in love with an item of clothing.  My current love is a new skirt of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*My eyesight is really getting bad, I've decided.  I'd better get a more attractive pair of glasses so I can wear them frequently.  I will soon fully embrace my secret librarian identity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I get to see my sister and her kids soon!  Hopefully my niece will remember me better after this visit and not have to ask her mom, "is she my friend?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8570251358016399672?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8570251358016399672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8570251358016399672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8570251358016399672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8570251358016399672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/03/ddrt.html' title='ddrt'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-2503948226957427298</id><published>2011-02-24T19:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T19:30:03.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, snow day edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am so grateful for this snow day. It gave me a chance to catch up on a lot of things that needed to be done, including regaining my sanity which I feel like I somehow lost between Monday and today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Preparing for Staff Lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm in charge of the staff treats/lunch which we're doing tomorrow at work; apparently it is a competition to see who can do the best presentation/food. We're going with an "Oscars" theme. Here's what I did today in preparation for that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Wrote down trivia cards about past Oscars to have at the table while people eat. They were going to be cutesy but I wasn't at school today to get the construction paper, so plain white cardstock it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Made the following recipes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;a href="http://baumgartnercooking.blogspot.com/2010/10/pasta-salad.html"&gt;Pasta salad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Muffins (from a box, but I baked them in some cute muffin liners that my mom gave me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;a href="http://baumgartnercooking.blogspot.com/search?q=mint+brownies"&gt;Mint Brownies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;a href="http://baumgartnercooking.blogspot.com/search?q=break+the+fast"&gt;Break the Fast Miracle Bars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Made Oscar voting sheets and voting ballot box (ok, so I really did that earlier this week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Planned next week's lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mental Sanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Slept in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Caught up on all my tv shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Watched a chick flick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Baked (and was able to freeze some of) the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2008/06/crash-hot-potatoes/"&gt;Rosemary Potatoes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;a href="http://baumgartnercooking.blogspot.com/2009/12/creamy-basil-chicken-soup.html"&gt;Basil Chicken Soup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Broccoli &amp;amp; Cheese-Stuffed Chicken (ok, ok, this was frozen and pre-made so it doesn't count)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*My plan is to make it to the gym later this evening and go to bed early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cleaned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Did a load of laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Did three loads of dishes (in case you didn't notice, I cooked a lot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Cleaned my kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Cleaned my bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wish I was this productive every day. Productive day = happy me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-2503948226957427298?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/2503948226957427298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=2503948226957427298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/2503948226957427298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/2503948226957427298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/02/dd-snow-day-edition.html' title='dd, snow day edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4892333446208656653</id><published>2011-02-17T20:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T20:33:42.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, grocery store edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I.love.grocery.stores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Always have, and I hope I always will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe it's the familiarity, and the way that no matter what grocery store you go to, you'll always find the peanut butter next to the cereals or the jell-o and pudding next to the cake mixes.  Or maybe it's because I have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/06/dd-old-men-edition.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;high chance of seeing an old man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; shuffling along with a cart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Know what's tricky to find, though?  Really random things like white distilled vinegar (in the salad dressing aisle) or sun dried tomatoes in oil (always in a hidden place amongst the veggies).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grocery stores are more important than you think.  Everybody needs groceries, and there are only a select few options to go for said groceries.  I feel like grocery stores bring us together.  In extremely general terms, grocery stores = global unity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Buying food and other necessities can also provide some excitement: there are hazards all around!  Sometimes those individuals who are in the electric cart aren't the safest of drivers.  People have gigantic baskets that they're pushing around come out of nowhere when you're turning a corner.  Don't forget all those traffic jams in those barely-wide-enough-for-two-cart-aisles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've decided that grocery stores are the absolute best places for people watching.  You never know what you're going to see.  For example, tonight, as I was getting what I needed in my sweats and sweatshirt (because that's how we do it in America), I amused myself by making up life situations for those around me.  Here are some scenarios:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Overheard one guy say on his phone, "Are you done because you're wasting my minutes."  I think he was talking to his ex-girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Guy in his upper 20's with an Asian girl (speaking an Asian language to her).  I think he went on a mission to an Asian country and was one of those who marries a girl from where he served.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Middle-aged woman with grocery list, and not much in her cart.  I think that she's an empty-nester and just doesn't know how to adjust to cooking for two again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I could go on and on...about the unspoken check-out line rules, bagging etiquette, people's fervent feelings towards certain stores, etc. but I won't.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll just end with quite possibly the best part: the sound of scanning an item and, of course, cash registers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4892333446208656653?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4892333446208656653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4892333446208656653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4892333446208656653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4892333446208656653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/02/dd-grocery-store-edition.html' title='dd, grocery store edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8166277832162550732</id><published>2011-02-11T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T17:57:01.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, favorite liz lemon quotes edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Workin' on my night cheese"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I want to go to there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"That's a dealbreaker, ladies."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"What's that in your teeth?"  "Corn!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I even packed underwear that isn't gray."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Blurgh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Whatev's indeed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I am telling everyone here that there is no way I can be pregnant, because I have had my period for the last 61 days."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p1W8R5TSNNk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I'm wearing it as a joke."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8166277832162550732?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8166277832162550732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8166277832162550732&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8166277832162550732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8166277832162550732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/02/dd-favorite-liz-lemon-quotes-edition.html' title='dd, favorite liz lemon quotes edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4855786151991900536</id><published>2011-02-03T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T21:43:27.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, numbers edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I only have 1 oven mitt.  It's kind of annoying; I should probably get another one.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I've seen 2&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;pink Cadillacs in the past couple of days.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/102975/saturday-night-live-what-up-with-that-james-franco"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What's up with that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  I think they're ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Every Friday when I drive home from work, on a certain intersection, there are 3, count 'em, &lt;em&gt;three&lt;/em&gt;, people dressed up and waving a sign around to try to get business.  Corner one: guy dancing to his ipod dressed up like the statue of liberty trying to get you to go do your taxes somewhere (I think).  Corner two (actually still corner one...they share or go on opposite sides): little caesar's pizza guy.  I guess he's not dressed up but it still counts - he's waving a sign.  Corner three: someone waving a sign for hair cuts at great clips, DRESSED UP LIKE A RABBIT.  I don't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Only accomplished 4 things on my to-do list today, when I should've done more like 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*My phone's alarm has a 5-minute snooze on it.  That's ridiculous.  Everybody knows that the snooze option is 9 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I ate somewhere between 6-8 food samples at Costco today.  It was my dinner.  They're trying to sell superbowl snacks so get on over to Costco for some really good samples!  Seriously - I'm not joking.  The sample carts were practically set up like a cafeteria line; it was fantastic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4855786151991900536?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4855786151991900536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4855786151991900536&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4855786151991900536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4855786151991900536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/02/dd-numbers-edition.html' title='dd, numbers edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-9026401345812682055</id><published>2011-01-24T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T22:44:25.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, blazers game edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, the Blazers lost, but it was still a good game.  Here's why:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*It was my first Blazers game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Free tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Good seats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Time with sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Michael Jordan was in attendance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I won a free ticket to the Portland Auto Show from the giant car blimp that was flying around during half-time (which I will be giving/throwing away).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Club level tickets, which means...FREE FOOD!  Between the two of us we consumed (actually, we didn't consume it all - we snuck some in our purses to take home) the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-2 sodas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-2 water bottles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-nachos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-piece of pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-twix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-giant red vine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-skittles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-peanut m&amp;amp;m's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-2 buffet plates including pasta, ham, fruit and mini desserts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-ice cream sandwich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-mini dryer's slow-churned chocolate ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...talk about gluttony at its finest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think we made good use of the tickets, don't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-9026401345812682055?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/9026401345812682055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=9026401345812682055&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/9026401345812682055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/9026401345812682055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/01/dd-blazers-game-edition.html' title='dd, blazers game edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8356315625525132151</id><published>2011-01-20T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T22:56:22.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ddrt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I borrowed someone's pasta maker.  I'm going to whip out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/giada-de-laurentiis/mini-lasagnas-with-sweet-corn-and-mascarpone-recipe/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; recipe with homemade noodles this weekend.  I'm already proud of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*My sister and I were commuting at the same time this morning.  That was fun to see her before work :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Is it bad that I already want summer to be here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*You know, Jake Gyllenhaal really is &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; attractive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Why is it that every time I see the city bus that someone riding it has their hood up?  Is it really cold in there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*A student informed me a couple days ago as he sneezed that two things come out of your nose: snot and blood.  He was pretty proud of himself for knowing this fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Getting ready for bed is the worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8356315625525132151?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8356315625525132151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8356315625525132151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8356315625525132151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8356315625525132151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/01/ddrt.html' title='ddrt'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8646736902973986975</id><published>2011-01-13T17:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T17:41:25.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, i'm a complainer edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Kids were &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;good today.  I always get really disappointed in myself when I get grouchy and "yell" at them.  I seriously want to cry sometimes because I get so frustrated.  In them or myself, I'm not sure.  Just frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*A new guy moved in upstairs and he's way noisier than our other neighbors.  At least he's more considerate about parking his car, though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*When you're driving in the left lane, please go the speed limit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Thanks, ABC network, for having new shows.  I don't know what's wrong with the other networks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I feel like I've been super busy...yet super lazy at the same time.  Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8646736902973986975?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8646736902973986975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8646736902973986975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8646736902973986975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8646736902973986975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/01/dd-im-complainer-edition.html' title='dd, i&apos;m a complainer edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4542514073762216490</id><published>2011-01-04T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:19:35.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, confessions edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I eat in my bed all.the.time.  Some find that gross.  It's not like I spill!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I've half-heartedly (sp?) attempted to make some new year's resolutions...and I've come to the conclusion (like I do every year), that I'm not very good at goal-making/keeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I haven't fully unpacked yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Christmas decorations are still up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/milliondollarmoneydrop/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Million Dollar Money Drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: kind of intriguing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Um...I guess that's it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4542514073762216490?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4542514073762216490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4542514073762216490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4542514073762216490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4542514073762216490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2011/01/dd-confessions-edition.html' title='dd, confessions edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-30254666029888054</id><published>2010-12-26T11:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T19:38:15.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, first time edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The past week has provided for a lot of "first time" events for me. They include, but are not limited to the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Spending Christmas away from home. (We still get to celebrate it at home, once we get there.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Having a white Christmas. (It snowed!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Visiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spacecamp.com/museum/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; place, &lt;a href="http://www.jackdaniels.com/TheDistillery/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; place (for proof, look &lt;a href="http://www.jackdaniels.com/TheDistillery/Picture.aspx?id=87313"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gaylordhotels.com/gaylord-opryland/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; place, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thehermitage.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; place, along with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unclaimedbaggage.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;unclaimed baggage center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. (I'm not patient enough to find treasures.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Making and eating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thenoshery.com/2010/05/03/smore-pie-would-you-like-some-more-pie/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; recipe. (See my cooking blog - notes on there.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0817177/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; movie. (Cute.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Seeing a 3D movie in the theaters - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0398286/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; one. (Also a cute movie, but I still don't see the point of 3D.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wednesday-Wars-Gary-D-Schmidt/dp/054723760X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1293393521&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; book. (I really enjoyed it! My sister made fun of me for laughing out loud while reading.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-30254666029888054?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/30254666029888054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=30254666029888054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/30254666029888054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/30254666029888054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/12/dd-first-time-edition.html' title='dd, first time edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8074191101182531120</id><published>2010-12-08T20:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T20:36:49.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ddrt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I'm pretty proud of myself that I made dinner tonight.  Well, "made" is a relative term...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*And the most noticeable/memorable celebrity eyebrows goes to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melrosejewelers.com/rolex-watch-blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/peter-gallagher-300x292.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Does anybody have any fantastic New Year's ideas?  Because I, for one, am not paying to attend a party at a high school (yes, that is where the church party is going to be held).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I'm a sucker for ciabatta bread.  Yummm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Hey, guess what?  Christmas is coming!  Just in case you didn't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I'm contemplating wearing glasses more regularly.  Yikes.  This would not be good for my already questionable social life, seeing as any pair of glasses that I wear makes me look like a librarian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I've been craving soda a lot lately.  I blame my friends.  And happy hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I've gotten some interesting "wrong number" texts before.  Today's was "So how's home bro???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Apparently I will be visitng &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unclaimedbaggage.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; soon.  Any guesses as to what we'll find?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8074191101182531120?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8074191101182531120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8074191101182531120&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8074191101182531120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8074191101182531120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/12/ddrt.html' title='ddrt'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-7023476382454157405</id><published>2010-12-04T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T09:31:22.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, new job edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One week down, and I think it will be a good fit.  Here's why:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I already have a cute Built NY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.builtny.com/lunch-bags-totes/tasty-lunch-tote.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lunch bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, like 1/2 the other teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I'm not the only "young" teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*One of my co-workers is LDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I'm more of a specialist, so I don't have to deal with parents as much as I would a classroom teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*The kids are nice.  And they follow directions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I don't have to wake up super early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*The teachers have all been listening to Christmas music (after school).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-7023476382454157405?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/7023476382454157405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=7023476382454157405&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7023476382454157405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7023476382454157405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/12/dd-new-job-edition.html' title='dd, new job edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-1813147652622843159</id><published>2010-11-19T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T13:10:15.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, i prefer edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I prefer rain to snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I prefer desserts to meals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I prefer Jesse McCartney songs to Justin Beiber songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I prefer laughing to not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I prefer bagels to english muffins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I prefer People Puzzler to normal crosswords.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I prefer earrings to rings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I prefer Liz Lemon to Jack Donaghy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I prefer originals to remakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I prefer blankets to sweaters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-1813147652622843159?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/1813147652622843159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=1813147652622843159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1813147652622843159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1813147652622843159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/11/dd-i-prefer-edition.html' title='dd, i prefer edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-5235855132000785970</id><published>2010-11-16T21:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T22:01:07.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, insights edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was one of those days where I forgot to put in my earrings. That usually means I'm tired and am not on top of my game, which today resulted in getting honked at twice before I even reached the freeway (a mile away, if that) and came home with glue on my shirt (granted, I was in kindergarten today).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On days like this I'm also pretty introspective; probably because I don't really want to talk to other people.  So I end up doing a lot of thinking, which leads to a lot of analyzing. Here are a few insights I've had about myself today; some new, most of them not:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I'm a complainer by nature. I don't even know if I try hard not to be. I like to think that I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; try, but it must be some type of release for me because I do it even when I try not to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I like the fact that I will laugh out loud, especially (and usually) when there is nobody around. I laugh for my own enjoyment. It could be something I'm reading, watching, or just thinking. Maybe that classifies me as a dork, but there are countless other things which could more justifiably solidify that accusation. I doubt that last sentence was grammatically correct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Having a purpose drives me. Not having a purpose takes a toll on me emotionally/mentally, if you will. (This bullet-point refers to more of a long-term basis kind of thing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Instrumental music is comforting to me. Probably half of the music I own is instrumental. I feel like that says something. I'm not sure what it says, but probably something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I need time to digest things. Sometimes lots of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Because of the above bulleted point, I try to anticipate as much as I possibly can in my life. Most of the time it works. Or at least that's what I like to tell myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Sleep, or lack thereof, greatly alters my mood. Although that isn't a new insight, by any means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-5235855132000785970?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/5235855132000785970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=5235855132000785970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/5235855132000785970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/5235855132000785970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/11/dd-insights-edition.html' title='dd, insights edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8309175752252227721</id><published>2010-11-08T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T20:53:27.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, WS edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went to a cooking class at Williams-Sonoma tonight with my sister; they cooked a "non-traditional" Thanksgiving meal in front of us and we got to taste!  They used machines/pans that cost hundreds and hundreds of dollars, naturally.  So while we were waiting for them to plate the food I got to browse and look at all of the wonderful and ridiculously expensive cooking things that I will probably never own.  Enter wish list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/products/cuisinart-elite-die-cast-16-cup-food-processor/?pkey=e%7Ccuisinart%7C40%7Cbest%7C0%7C1%7C24%7C%7C1&amp;amp;cm_src=PRODUCTSEARCHNoFacet-_-NoFacet-_-NoMerchRules-_-"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This food processor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  Oh my goodnes, the SNAP ON LID!!!  Plus it comes with a handy organizational box for all the pieces.  Yes, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/products/magimix-glass-vision-toaster/?pkey=ctoasters-ovens%7Celttsttst"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A see-through toaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  Who wouldn't want to know how toasty their bread is getting?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*How cute are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/products/chocolate-caramel-dominoes/?pkey=ccandy-chocolate%7Cfodcdycho"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;?  Cute, but not $45 cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/products/assorted-kitchen-towels/?pkey=e%7Ctowel%7C19%7Cbest%7C0%7C1%7C24%7C%7C7&amp;amp;cm_src=PRODUCTSEARCHNoFacet-_-NoFacet-_-Feature_Recipe_Rule-_-"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These towels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, in dijon, to match my kitchen.  I will actually probably purchase these someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Convenient &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/products/all-clad-stainless-steel-8-quart-multipot-mesh-insert/?pkey=cckwssmmtp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;multipots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  For when I have to boil a very large amount of pasta or potatoes.   You know, since I do that often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/products/graviti-electric-salt-and-pepper-mills/?pkey=csalt-pepper-mills%7Cctlsalmil"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Electric salt and pepper mills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  Just turn it upside down and it automatically grinds the salt and pepper; it's pretty cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I can't even narrow down anything from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/shop/bakeware/?cm_type=gnav"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bakeware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/shop/cooks-tools/?cm_type=gnav"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cooks' tools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; categories.  Not possible, so don't even try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like I told my sister, when I build my five-million dollar dream home, I'll just build a Williams-Sonoma in the basement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8309175752252227721?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8309175752252227721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8309175752252227721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8309175752252227721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8309175752252227721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/11/dd-ws-edition.html' title='dd, WS edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8837697515580163747</id><published>2010-10-28T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T16:22:43.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, it's amazing edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*It's amazing that making good-looking sugar cookies can be so darn tricky sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*It's amazing that high schoolers (both boys and girls) straighten their hair &lt;em&gt;during &lt;/em&gt;class, and also groom their eyebrows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*It's amazing that Jiffy Lube can advertise one price and then have the service end up costing triple the amount advertised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*It's amazing that a teacher's swivel chair can become so.incredibly.disgusting.  Seriously, how do those stains get there?!  What are those stains?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*It's amazing how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sillybandz.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;one dumb idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; can run rampant among all age groups of the public school system.  Watch the Ellen clip...it's actually pretty funny, and is exactly how I feel about the whole thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*It's amazing how terrible my diet has become.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*It's amazing that the holiday season(s) are coming upon us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*It's amazing that my life and, subsequently, these posts consist of nothing but teaching, eating, and watching movies.  Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8837697515580163747?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8837697515580163747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8837697515580163747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8837697515580163747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8837697515580163747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/10/dd-its-amazing-edition.html' title='dd, it&apos;s amazing edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-6690981635478804278</id><published>2010-10-11T19:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T19:32:21.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, monday edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Seriously, teachers need to start getting sick.  Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I got the best deal today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bananarepublic.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=5039&amp;amp;vid=1&amp;amp;pid=769547&amp;amp;scid=769547002"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (except it's off-white with pale blue stripes, not white) for $2.59.  That's right, TWO DOLLARS AND FIFTY-NINE CENTS!  I have to admit I'm pretty lucky when I shop at my go-to Banana.  And the tie is much cuter when it's in the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I really like shopping...clothes, groceries, office supplies, random gifts, etc.  It doesn't even have to be for myself; I am frequently my mother's personal shopper.  It's fun.  How do I make that my career?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://baumgartnercooking.blogspot.com/2010/04/homemade-brownies.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;homemade brownies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; today.  Yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*It was a gorgeous fall day today.  I love gorgeous fall days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*The more time I have on my hands, the more OCD I get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I think I'm essentially done with my Christmas shopping.  Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*The Sondre Lerche pandora radio station is putting out some good old-timey-jazzy music tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-6690981635478804278?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/6690981635478804278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=6690981635478804278&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6690981635478804278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6690981635478804278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/10/dd-monday-edition.html' title='dd, monday edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-3775767815107510612</id><published>2010-10-09T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T04:15:46.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, insomnia edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I hate it when I wake up in the middle of the night and &lt;em&gt;cannot &lt;/em&gt;fall back asleep...for no reason.  I'm tired, I want to fall asleep, I've tried to fall asleep, but it's just not coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I love the sound of rain when I am inside and cozy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I've been thinking a lot about the origin of phrases lately; not sure why.  Like, who coined certain phrases, slang or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;colloquialisms&lt;/span&gt;?  I know nowadays entertainment drives a lot of new words/sayings, but did it way back when?  I dunno...just something I think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Don't ask me why, but whenever I hear/say/read the word "insomnia," my mind immediately starts singing Rhianna's hit song, "Disturbia."  It's a really annoying reflex, if you will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I ate some good fries last night.  There are a lot of crappy fries out there, so it will be helpful to know that Manzana's in downtown LO has good fries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I like it when I have things to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Technology amazes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*One thing that would make my life so much easier would be if my hair could look good if I just let it air dry.  What a blessing that would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Dry throat = annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I think I will wear a scarf tomorrow (today).  Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-3775767815107510612?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/3775767815107510612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=3775767815107510612&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/3775767815107510612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/3775767815107510612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/10/dd-insomnia-edition.html' title='dd, insomnia edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-6286595998554661254</id><published>2010-10-06T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T20:07:10.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ddrt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*While Cookies 'n' Cream will always be a classic favorite, I really am enjoying the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dreyers.com/brand/funflavors/flavor.asp?b=1420&amp;amp;f=2978"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dreyer's Butterfinger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; flavor. Click on the link and apparently you can see if it's stocked in a store near you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Teachers need to start getting sick. Or taking personal days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I've started watching Season 1 of Friday Night Lights. It's pretty good. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1310368/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; that's on it looks a loooooooot like the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1015262/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; from Gossip Girl, though, and it's getting me all confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I wore a scarf for the first time this week. Smiley face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Don't get me wrong, I love simplicity, but sometimes I wish that my life was a tad bit more exciting than it is. And, you know, exciting good. Not exciting stressful. Or not exciting drama. Just...exciting. Like, I'm going on a Hawaiian vacation exciting. That would be nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-6286595998554661254?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/6286595998554661254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=6286595998554661254&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6286595998554661254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6286595998554661254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/10/ddrt.html' title='ddrt'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-7517322605377564828</id><published>2010-09-30T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T15:29:44.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, thanksgiving menu edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I'm in charge of hosting Thanksgiving this year. While I like to think that I'll shake things up and make some dishes that are variants of our normal Thanksgiving menu, we all know I'll most likely fall back on the traditional. One can think I will go outside of the box, though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recipes I am considering:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/baked-stuffed-potatoes-with-roasted-garlic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baked Stuffed Potatoes with Roasted Garlic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/potato-gratin-living"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Potato Gratin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/herb-roasted-turkey?backto=true&amp;amp;backtourl=/photogallery/holiday-turkeys#slide_8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Herb-Roasted Turkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/triple-chocolate-pumpkin-pie?backto=true&amp;amp;backtourl=/photogallery/thanksgiving-pies#slide_24"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Triple-Chocolate Pumpkin Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recipes that look delicious but I know I wouldn't like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2008/11/caramel-pumpkin-gingersnap-cheesecake-so-there/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Caramel Pumpkin Gingersnap Cheescake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2009/11/pumpkin-leche-flan/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pumpkin Leche Flan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2009/10/pear-crisp-with-vanilla-ice-cream/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pear Crisp with Vanilla Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Any other ideas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-7517322605377564828?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/7517322605377564828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=7517322605377564828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7517322605377564828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7517322605377564828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/09/dd-thanksgiving-menu-edition.html' title='dd, thanksgiving menu edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-390842322220892560</id><published>2010-09-27T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T09:15:58.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, unhealthy love affairs edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*The Amazing Race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Pumpkin baked goods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Fall/Winter coats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Fall TV line-up in general&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Food in general, more specifically desserts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Pumpkin spice scents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Blankets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Jewel tones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...so essentially I have an unhealthy love affair with the Fall season. And the Amazing Race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-390842322220892560?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/390842322220892560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=390842322220892560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/390842322220892560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/390842322220892560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/09/dd-unhealthy-love-affairs-edition.html' title='dd, unhealthy love affairs edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4376949858911264968</id><published>2010-09-23T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T12:48:26.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, back to school edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Walk into any 5th grade classroom and you will hear Justin Bieber's name within fifteen minutes.  Guaranteed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*You may also see a student who actually looks like Justin Bieber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*New trend among teachers: clear starbucks plastic cup filled with water.  Where'd all the coffee go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*High school is most definitely not for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*It's amazing how every school is so much the same, and yet so different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Oh what a difference a smaller class size makes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4376949858911264968?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4376949858911264968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4376949858911264968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4376949858911264968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4376949858911264968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/09/dd-back-to-school-edition.html' title='dd, back to school edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-5958077709656383800</id><published>2010-09-16T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:18:13.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, sometimes edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Sometimes I put cheddar cheese on top of my rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sometimes I browse Office Max for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sometimes I am bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sometimes I read novels meant for adults. But only sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sometimes I facebook stalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sometimes I appreciate a reality check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sometimes I enjoy playing the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sometimes I get myself to do things I don't want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sometimes I complete everything on my to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Just had to throw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t0bPrt69rag&amp;amp;ob=av2n"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-5958077709656383800?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/5958077709656383800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=5958077709656383800&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/5958077709656383800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/5958077709656383800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/09/dd-sometimes-edition.html' title='dd, sometimes edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8787132538096775687</id><published>2010-09-09T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T19:24:07.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ddrt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I admire those on cooking shows; I wouldn't be able to whip up random things in 30 minutes.  Not to mention gross meats.  Kudos, chefs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I miss being Miss B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I wish I had a desire to visit Asia, but I really don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Two words: pumpkin bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Three words: pumpkin spice steamer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Depressing: I put away my shorts.  Not depressing: I replaced them with my scarves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Why do you have a million Bed Bath and Beyond coupons when you don't need them and when you actually do need them, they're expired?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*If you were on a reality tv show competition and got kicked/voted off, would you cry?  Because it seems like everybody cries.  I don't know if I would cry.  I would hope I wouldn't.  It's a reality tv show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8787132538096775687?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8787132538096775687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8787132538096775687&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8787132538096775687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8787132538096775687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/09/ddrt.html' title='ddrt'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-2998685524020652726</id><published>2010-08-24T14:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T09:28:18.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, champagne wishes and caviar dreams edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went to the Street of Dreams tonight with a friend. It's my favorite event of the year. You pay to walk around/be in ridiculously expensive homes. From my years of attending this event, I have come up with what I like to call my "5 million dollar dream home." I even have a notebook somewhere where I have most of this written down. Let me share with you what my dream home would consist of, which I am completely aware that I will never ever in my lifetime attain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kitchen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*matching appliances (obviously)&lt;br /&gt;*two ovens&lt;br /&gt;*two dishwashers (I'd be ok with one normal size and one smaller one)&lt;br /&gt;*two refrigerator/freezers&lt;br /&gt;*granite countertops&lt;br /&gt;*two sinks (if not three)&lt;br /&gt;*those drawers that automatically gently close if you slam them shut&lt;br /&gt;*all lower cupboards will have drawers&lt;br /&gt;*ample cupbaord space&lt;br /&gt;*spice drawer&lt;br /&gt;*long vertical drawers for cookie sheets, etc.&lt;br /&gt;*long horizonal drawers (or vertical with rods) for tablecloths&lt;br /&gt;*large pantry&lt;br /&gt;*etc, etc, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Master Bedroom...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*actually doesn't have to be huge...I never did see the need for an incredibly large bedroom&lt;br /&gt;*separate roomy walk-in closets (including a shoe closet)&lt;br /&gt;*gas fireplace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;...Master Bathroom&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*heated tile floors&lt;br /&gt;*towel warmer&lt;br /&gt;*separate sinks&lt;br /&gt;*walk-in shower with two separate shower heads&lt;br /&gt;*large jetted bathtub&lt;br /&gt;*laundry room (yes, inside the bathroom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Entertainment Room&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*big tv&lt;br /&gt;*ridiculously comfortable and attractive seating arrangements&lt;br /&gt;*mini kitchen (fully equipped with mini oven, dishwasher, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;*attractive closet/shelving which is very organized (obviously) for games&lt;br /&gt;*gas fireplace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Children's Playroom&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*two of the walls will be a giant map of the world&lt;br /&gt;*third wall will be a giant chalkboard&lt;br /&gt;*fourth wall will be a giant white board&lt;br /&gt;*secret/hidden passageway to get into playroom&lt;br /&gt;*fully equipped play kitchen&lt;br /&gt;*art corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Library&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*floor-to-ceiling bookshelves&lt;br /&gt;*decorated with maps and globes&lt;br /&gt;*gas fireplace&lt;br /&gt;*appropriately decorated children's section &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Other Rooms&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*at least 3 other bedrooms besides the master...two of which will share a Jack &amp;amp; Jill bathroom&lt;br /&gt;*music room with a baby grand&lt;br /&gt;*large laundry room upstairs&lt;br /&gt;*small laundry room in mudroom&lt;br /&gt;*craft room (mainly for gift wrapping)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Features&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*central vacuum system&lt;br /&gt;*intercom system&lt;br /&gt;*indoor/outdoor central sound system &lt;br /&gt;*two staircases (on opposite sides of the house)&lt;br /&gt;*at least one real fireplace&lt;br /&gt;*when you go upstairs, I would like a large central open area (which could be the library, or den-area with computer, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Outside&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tennis court (or maybe sport court)&lt;br /&gt;*pool house (bathroom, shower, storage for pool things/toys)&lt;br /&gt;*pool&lt;br /&gt;*hot tub&lt;br /&gt;*tv (so you could watch tv while swimming/in the hot tub. obviously.)&lt;br /&gt;*large deck with parts that are covered and open (with retractable covering options)&lt;br /&gt;*barbeque area (with fridge, sink, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;*three or four car garage&lt;br /&gt;*food storage room attached to/in garage&lt;br /&gt;*garden&lt;br /&gt;*gardening "shed"&lt;br /&gt;*large yard&lt;br /&gt;*special area of yard for lawn games (badmitton, horseshoes, croquet, bocce ball, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-2998685524020652726?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/2998685524020652726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=2998685524020652726&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/2998685524020652726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/2998685524020652726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/08/dd-champagne-wishes-and-caviar-dreams.html' title='dd, champagne wishes and caviar dreams edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-7415624147576332387</id><published>2010-08-22T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T22:07:01.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, drew tape edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For pure entertainment value I have been watching a lot of Andy Rooney &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/60_minutes/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;60 Minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; clips. I honestly do not understand why they spend the money, energy or airtime letting a senile old man talk, for no reason or purpose, on their show. It's ridiculous and hilarious all at the same time. The more I watched these clips, though, the more I thought about how what Andy Rooney does on his airtime is what I do on this blog: talk about random things that nobody cares about. We must be kindred spirits. Thanks, Andy, for always making me laugh (although I'm sure it is unintentional).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's one of my favorites: (since I couldn't figure out how to post the video, you'll just get the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-0J56vwXqOA"&gt;embedded link&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-7415624147576332387?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/7415624147576332387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=7415624147576332387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7415624147576332387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7415624147576332387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/08/dd-drew-tape-edition.html' title='dd, drew tape edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-733715808115517390</id><published>2010-08-12T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T23:15:24.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, sondre edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My favorite &lt;a href="http://www.sondrelerche.com/"&gt;Sondre Lerche&lt;/a&gt; songs (in no particular order):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=diBwjtqpNMU&amp;amp;feature=av2n"&gt;Minor Details&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=618-UYb-8bg&amp;amp;p=2E9FA16B08BAC6D6&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;index=2"&gt;Heartbeat Radio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RsZjPjeNihE"&gt;Two Way Monologue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aqOKbxMGaaA"&gt;Like Lazenby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xh2-AwZeoHw"&gt;John, Let Me Go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hpyqH5svhR8"&gt;To Be Surprised&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X-AGSkNgiCY&amp;amp;p=77012AC9A5F6E59D&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;index=43"&gt;Everyone's Rooting For You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just in case you're wondering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-733715808115517390?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/733715808115517390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=733715808115517390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/733715808115517390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/733715808115517390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/08/dd-sondre-edition.html' title='dd, sondre edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-5349866950656519771</id><published>2010-08-03T18:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T18:46:15.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ddrt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Many people call me Jennifer.  I suppose it's close enough, but really.  I find it interesting that people so easily forget an extremely common name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I like doing odd jobs.  Usually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Just finished watching season 2 of Chuck.  I like that show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*The normal Wednesday zumba instructor at my gym won't be there tomorrow because she's dancing with Mario Lopez.  Naturally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I want to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Also, I need a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*All I want to do is bake some chocolate chip cookies but I'm not allowing myself because 1. I don't need them, and 2. I've eaten too much cheese today to justify eating cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I believe I will be spending my evening organizing some documents and watching a movie.  Surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I've had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MpfTfixjk4A"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; stuck in my head all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I need to cook healthier meals.  I'm taking suggestions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-5349866950656519771?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/5349866950656519771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=5349866950656519771&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/5349866950656519771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/5349866950656519771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/08/ddrt.html' title='ddrt'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-3780798703084454055</id><published>2010-07-26T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T13:48:44.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, good and bad edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good: I'm in my comfy shorts and my Williams Sonoma apron, which is one of my favorite things to wear. It's comfy. Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad: I probably shouldn't be baking a six-layer cake in 80-degree weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good: I get to go on vacation this week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad: I found a spider on my hand towel this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good: I love summertime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad: I think my plants are dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good: I haven't showered yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad: I haven't showered yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-3780798703084454055?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/3780798703084454055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=3780798703084454055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/3780798703084454055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/3780798703084454055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-and-bad-edition.html' title='dd, good and bad edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8872469346309183612</id><published>2010-07-12T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T17:02:48.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, errands edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was &lt;em&gt;busy &lt;/em&gt;today! Some errands that I ran:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School Stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had to go to the CESD thirty minutes away so that they could make a copy of my new license and get some little yellow card from them saying that I brought in my license (even though they stamped my license indicating I went there). Now that I had the yellow card, I proceeded to go to three different districts so that they could make a copy of my license and that yellow card to have on their file. Then I came home and applied to be a sub in another district. Which was followed by taking a 45 minute teacher-personality test online. If I get accepted as a sub in this district then I get to drive over to &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;district so they can copy my license and yellow card. Ridiculous? I think yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Les Schwab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went in to get a price quote for a new set of tires (which luckily I won't have to get until probably the beginning of winter). Bad news: my tires will cost a lot. Good news: the guys that work at Les Schwab are cute &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;helpful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WinCo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why are red bell peppers so expensive right now? Weird. I would like everyone to know that an old(er) gentleman talked to me today. I sneezed and then he made some joke that I didn't quite understand. I'm telling you. Old men. Also, WinCo left some coupons for FREE food in our mailbox last week, so I redeemed them today. Guess what I got for free? Hot dogs, hot dog buns, tortilla chips, strawberries, and vanilla ice cream. Thanks, WinCo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now it's 5pm and, believe it or not, I do have the rest of my evening planned out. I didn't even get to putting away my laundry today. Or baking that second chocolate cake for tomorrow's cake night. Looks like I'll keep busy tomorrow, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Welcome back, feeling of productivity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8872469346309183612?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8872469346309183612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8872469346309183612&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8872469346309183612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8872469346309183612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/07/dd-errands-edition.html' title='dd, errands edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-5420554058654539295</id><published>2010-07-07T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T20:02:16.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, store-bought cookies edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a real issue, folks. I'm not even going to dive into the realm that is "store-bought bakery" or "actual bakery" cookies. I'm just talking about normal packaged found-in-every-grocery-store store-bought cookies. Shall we begin? The best store-bought cookies, in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.militaryfoodex.com/catalog/images/0003010060006_150X150.jpeg"&gt;Keebler Mini Vanilla Wafers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. While the normal-sized wafers are good, the mini ones are just better. And I do prefer this brand over the original Nilla Wafers (even though I still call the Keebler brand "nilla wafers." It's the "kleenex" or "chapstick" issue). And can someone please tell me &lt;em&gt;why &lt;/em&gt;the nilla wafers are always sold by the bananas?! I've never understood this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.americansweets.co.uk/ekmps/shops/statesidecandy/images/nabisco-american-chewy-chips-ahoy-cookies-1495-p%5Bekm%5D673x275%5Bekm%5D.jpg"&gt;Chewy Chips Ahoy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Not regular Chips Ahoy. Oh, no. The &lt;em&gt;chewy &lt;/em&gt;ones. SO much better. Very delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;Keebler Grahams &lt;/strong&gt;(yes, it says 'grahams' and not 'graham')&lt;strong&gt; Crackers &lt;a href="http://www.delivermygroceryorder.com/thumbnail.asp?file=assets/images/a16(18).jpg&amp;amp;maxx=300&amp;amp;maxy=0"&gt;Bug Bites&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Very important: if buying just regular graham crackers, you go with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://godlysheep.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/200.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honey Maid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; brand. The Keebler Grahams are just not as good. These little crackers, though, are sweet and a just the right amount of cinnamon-y. Plus if you want to secretly still play with the bug shapes, you can. If nobody is watching. Or if you're with children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://phillyist.com/attachments/philly_ross/rsz_Nutter_Butter.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nutter Butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Oh don't get me started on that peanut butter filling. I mean, that's what you eat the cookie for. Or sometimes not even the cookie and just the filling. Remember when that contaminated peanut-butter thing happened (not-so) recently? Yeah, well I just remember being very disappointed because I have a c.r.a.v.i.n.g. for Nutter Butters and I couldn't have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm not sure if this qualifies as a cookie, but if I put Bug Bites up, then I guess it must. Let's just talk about the whole family of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNIKWKduvNg/SYAfJQe87uI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3iBnCI4b7A0/s400/teddy+grahams"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Teddy Grahams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Whoever (whomever?) created Teddy Grahams is a genius. And I'd like to be his/her friend. I will just put the flavors in order from most favorite to least favorite: Chocolatey Chip, Cinnamon, Honey, and Chocolate. Actually, I don't really like the chocolate ones at all, but most people do. But guys, those bears! Their little limbs, their fat tummies. Seriously - this guy knew how to please children and adults who make their careers doing children-like activities forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Honorable mentions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*The Oreo. If I am eating one, I prefer the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gutsofaburglar.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/oreo.PNG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Double Stuf Oreo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. I have to be in the mood for an Oreo, though. But if you are in the mood for one, they are quite delicious. And these cookies serve to be an important ingredient in many desserts. Also, by the sheer importance of the Oreo to American tradition and culture, it gets a spot on the list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Let's discuss the &lt;a href="http://keebler.com/#/cookies/product/"&gt;Keebler Fudge Shoppe&lt;/a&gt; for a moment. A family favorite is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grasshopper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; cookie. It's another mood-dependent cookie for me. I just know I'd get some type of response if it wasn't up here. My favorite Fudge Shoppe cookie, however, is a toss-up between the Fudge Stripes and the Deluxe Grahams. Subtly (yes, that's how you spell it) different, but essentially the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think what we've learned here is that I will eat most any store-bought cookie and that I have unnatural feelings and opinions towards them since I could only narrow it down to, what? Seven? Sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-5420554058654539295?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/5420554058654539295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=5420554058654539295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/5420554058654539295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/5420554058654539295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/07/dd-store-bought-cookies-edition.html' title='dd, store-bought cookies edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8098157440294481668</id><published>2010-07-06T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:51:25.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, summer schedule edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8am - wake up to alarm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9am - actually wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9:30am - go to whatever class is happening at the gym that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10:30am - go home and shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11:00am - browse internet: email, facebook, blogs, district websites for job openings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12:00pm - go drive over to sister's apartment complex and lay out by pool: listen to music, read book and/or do People puzzler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1:30/2:00pm - go home and shower again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2:30pm to 7:00pm - run errands, watch netflix movies/tv, browse internet (see above), read, cook/bake, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7:00pm - hopefully do something social&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10:00pm - get ready for bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11:30pm - go to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8098157440294481668?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8098157440294481668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8098157440294481668&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8098157440294481668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8098157440294481668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/07/dd-summer-schedule.html' title='dd, summer schedule edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-2214736801804432410</id><published>2010-07-01T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T19:04:38.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, google ad's edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This post is inspired by and is a tribute to my dear friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jillisnotboring.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, who has been the recipient of my ddrt emails for quite some time. They are, in fact, usually insanely random (hence the title) and often produce quite humorous google ad's on the sidebar of the text of our emails. Thus I have spent far too much time going through all of our hundreds of emails and copying only &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; of the advertisement links. This will give you an idea of how google knows, and yet doesn't know at all, what we're all thinking. And yes, all of these links would somehow make sense/relate to the conversations we've had:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*girdle women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*barbie lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*transgendered women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*lycra pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*wacky weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*India tour package&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*blueberry pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*facebook tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*cheap printer ink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Korean music song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*free roommate search&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*look alikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Bella Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*wall thickness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*help children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*romantic gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*joy &amp;amp; happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*car pranks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*girls looking men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Sweden girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*family vacation trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*funny faces photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*learning English grammar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*downtown lofts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*fussball kicker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*York refrigerant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*churros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*knee tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*witty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*wood boilers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*positive thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*quick money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*art &amp;amp; craft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*inna if you cry &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(What does that even mean?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*sleep apnea symptoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*pick up lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*really funny jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*friend poems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Star Wars LEGO set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*baby feeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*peroxide on teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Larry King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*dog waste disposal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*kung fu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Reminisce magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and last but not least (which has showed up a million times):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*AARP 50+ auto insurance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yup. That sounds about right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-2214736801804432410?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/2214736801804432410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=2214736801804432410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/2214736801804432410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/2214736801804432410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/07/dd-google-ads-edition.html' title='dd, google ad&apos;s edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8608588306541060834</id><published>2010-06-28T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:59:10.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, old men edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love old men (I'm talking 80 years old and up). I attribute it to the fact that I have fantastic grandfathers. My remaining living grandpa is probably the cutest old man I've ever known in my life. I can't help but think of him when I see other old men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today while I was at the grocery store I chose the check-out line purely on the basis that there was a cute old man in his checkered button-down shirt and khakis right in front of me buying a cantelope, canned cranberry jelly, and sesame oil. Maybe what I love most about the elderly in general is their predictability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And, as I anticipated, the old man was friendly and said a few words to me. They like to make little jokes, the old men do. "And I thought we chose the quick line!" (It &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; taking a while.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another thing I like about old men: they talk to me. Frequently, too.  And the majority of the time they will tell me I'm cute or a "good looking young lady." If, socially, I was supposed to be associating with old men instead of guys my own age, I would have no problems finding a boyfriend. Guys, take a cue from the 80-90 year-olds, please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I'm going to call my grandpa today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8608588306541060834?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8608588306541060834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8608588306541060834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8608588306541060834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8608588306541060834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/06/dd-old-men-edition.html' title='dd, old men edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4316859904352089450</id><published>2010-06-24T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:22:37.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, old-timey edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been on a bit of an old-timey kick lately. You know, listening to lots of Frank, Bing, Louis, Bobby, Fred, Dean, etc. And watching a lot of Cary Grant, Katherine Hepburn, Grace Kelly and more. That being said, I have decided that I want this hairstyle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espritlibre.ws/celebrities/photos/275080/gracekelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 219px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.espritlibre.ws/celebrities/photos/275080/gracekelly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A couple questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. How do I accomplish this look?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Could I pull it off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4316859904352089450?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4316859904352089450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4316859904352089450&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4316859904352089450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4316859904352089450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/06/dd-old-timey-edition.html' title='dd, old-timey edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-5974336739254248977</id><published>2010-06-22T17:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T18:11:00.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, first days of summer edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Did you know that a public library can have a restraining order against someone?  Because the one here does - I witnessed it.  Weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Avatar = Fern Gully for adults.  I prefer Fern Gully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I already have 2 dinners frozen in my freezer.  Baking for one = lots of leftovers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Someday soon I will go to a movie theater by myself.  Just to prove I can do it.  We'll see if I get brave enough this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Wishing I had a job for next year so I could be traveling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Wimbledon is on!  It is my favorite sporting event to watch.  Too bad I don't have cable.  I have watched some of it online, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-5974336739254248977?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/5974336739254248977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=5974336739254248977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/5974336739254248977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/5974336739254248977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/06/dd-first-days-of-summer-edition.html' title='dd, first days of summer edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4058122819917999643</id><published>2010-06-19T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T17:25:52.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, wow i've watched a lot of tv edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometime in my life I intend on buying the complete seasons of the following television shows for my children so that they will not miss out on all the shows that really matter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Boy Meets World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Saved by the Bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*The Cosby Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*The Brady Bunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Seinfeld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Smurfs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Others that deserve an honorable mention (but are not important enough to purchase) are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Little Bill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Matlock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*The Nanny (I know that 99.9% of the population hates this show and Fran Drescher, but I like it. Don't judge me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Alias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And then there's the whole category of game shows that I will just cross my fingers and hope that they (and their reruns) will forever be aired on television:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Price is Right, Bob Barker hosted-shows only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Wheel of Fortune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Jeopardy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Love Connection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While we're at it, why don't I give a shout-out to made-for-tv movies that I love and will never be aired on television ever again (RIP, Disney/ABC family movies):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*This Time Around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*The Girl Who Spelled Freedom &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ok, this was my sister's favorite)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Help Wanted: Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Double Switch &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which I always thought was called Nerd Rock Star)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...I hope I didn't miss any...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4058122819917999643?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4058122819917999643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4058122819917999643&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4058122819917999643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4058122819917999643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/06/dd-wow-ive-watched-lot-of-tv-edition.html' title='dd, wow i&apos;ve watched a lot of tv edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4784964924599285707</id><published>2010-06-17T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:51:34.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, question edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why is it that I have a better time partying with a group of people whose age, on average, is 40 than I do with a group of people my own age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4784964924599285707?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4784964924599285707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4784964924599285707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4784964924599285707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4784964924599285707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/06/dd-question-edition.html' title='dd, question edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4217669891875093440</id><published>2010-06-10T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T18:43:48.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, fact edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fact: The Bachelor/Bachelorette is entertaining television.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fact: I am a picky eater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fact: I am not an actress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fact: School is over next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fact: I don't like packing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fact: Summer tv is boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fact: A lot of times change is hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fact: Potting plants is a very 'adult' thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fact: I am an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4217669891875093440?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4217669891875093440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4217669891875093440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4217669891875093440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4217669891875093440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/06/dd-fact-edition.html' title='dd, fact edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8983415776938680904</id><published>2010-05-29T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T10:20:40.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ddrt</title><content type='html'>*I like it when my cheerios form a flower in my milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have a somewhat unhealthy emotion towards Crate &amp;amp; Barrel boxes.  Not the items in the store (although I do love those), but the boxes that they put them in.  If you have ever carried one of those compact, sleek, sturdy pieces of cardboard out of that store, you should know how I feel.  Those cardboard boxes complete my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I like smocked dresses on little girls.  They are cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Question: Why do tortilla chips only come in giant bags?  It seems like every other chip comes in those individual bags, yet tortilla chips do not.  And bags of tortilla chips that you buy tend to be larger than normal-sized bags of other chips.  I wonder why that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If anyone knows where to find some black/yellow prints (green accents are fine) to put in my kitchen, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*School is almost out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8983415776938680904?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8983415776938680904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8983415776938680904&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8983415776938680904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8983415776938680904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/05/ddrt_29.html' title='ddrt'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4725703600280387168</id><published>2010-05-28T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:51:55.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, may accomplishments edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*turned 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*survived a physical assault from student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*taught a sunday school lesson (was a fear of mine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*starred in a movie by crazy dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*made my apartment more of a home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*got a good evaluation at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*made chocolate nutella-filled ableskeivers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*ate at two new restaurants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*got through the long month at school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*stayed in my apartment for three night in a row&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4725703600280387168?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4725703600280387168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4725703600280387168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4725703600280387168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4725703600280387168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/05/dd-may-accomplishments.html' title='dd, may accomplishments edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-7053494466108419270</id><published>2010-05-17T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:33:51.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, tired edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I am obsessed with the movie &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0962736/"&gt;The Young Victoria&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;right now.  And by obsessed I mean that I saw it recently and really liked it.  And immediately bought the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Young-Victoria-Music-Motion-PIcture/dp/B002A70L1Y/ref=sr_shvl_album_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1274160793&amp;amp;sr=301-1"&gt;soundtrack&lt;/a&gt;.  And listen to it to attempt to calm my racing mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I am exhausted.  A little bit physically, but mostly mentally.  My mind goes at full speed for probably about 90% of the time I'm awake, which is too much in my opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I have my work sprawled on my bed right now.  Ew.  My work belongs back in that cute blue bag my mom bought me many years ago so I wouldn't have a frumpy teacher bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Why is it that I have the feeling that everyone's lives are moving forward while mine is moving backwards?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*That being said, there has been way too much second-guessing going on in that mind of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Young Victoria &lt;/em&gt;album is over.  That must mean that it's time for bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-7053494466108419270?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/7053494466108419270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=7053494466108419270&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7053494466108419270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7053494466108419270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/05/dd-tired-edition.html' title='dd, tired edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4211690041451626397</id><published>2010-05-13T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T17:34:43.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, upcoming movies i want to see edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi2768439065/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Adjustment Bureau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Matt Damon is usually a good bet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi2853832473/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not only does it have Betty White, but it's PG, too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi402655001/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Inception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Probably more hype than it's worth, but it seems like it could be good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; want to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi3913352217/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Sorcerer's Apprentice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;if it didn't have Nicholas Cage in it.  Ew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi1874069273/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dinner for Schmucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm pretty sure the idea is taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://movies.virginmedia.com/player/default.asp?filmid=12&amp;amp;trid=13&amp;amp;partner=virgin&amp;amp;sec=trl&amp;amp;psec="&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; French film (which was good).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi3249014553/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Beastly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tami, I have found our teeny-bopper movie to see together.  Vanessa Hudgens and one of the Olsen twins?  Yes, please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi2220491801/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Switch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;looks ok, but just a typical chick-flick, and I'm not partial to Jennifer Aniston so it will probably only be sub-par.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi2518550297/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waiting for Superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I do love a good documentary.  And this one is supposedly about how our education system is horrible or something.  I will probably agree with a lot of points and I will probably disagree with a lot of points.  I'm just hoping that people won't get into a lot of arguments about it.  Because I hate arguments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where is my romantic time-period movie?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;(And yes, this is how I spend my time.  I watch trailers for upcoming movies.  What?  It's relaxing to me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4211690041451626397?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4211690041451626397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4211690041451626397&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4211690041451626397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4211690041451626397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/05/dd-upcoming-movies-i-want-to-see.html' title='dd, upcoming movies i want to see edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-6935305977081818712</id><published>2010-05-08T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T22:32:57.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, saturday evening to-do list edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;get a dvd player&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;watch a movie in newly set-up dvd player&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;trader joe's run &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;call comcast&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;grade papers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;half-check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;arrange new table groups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;plan for math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;facebook stalk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;plan sunday school lesson&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;half-check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;read more of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/39-Clues-Book-Library-Special/dp/0545090547/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1273374524&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;39 clues&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-6935305977081818712?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/6935305977081818712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=6935305977081818712&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6935305977081818712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6935305977081818712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-diary-saturday-evening-to-do-list.html' title='dd, saturday evening to-do list edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8449966564351243590</id><published>2010-05-02T21:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:49:09.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ddrt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I am very ready for Summer to be here...even though I will be unemployed once the school year ends which, will cause other stresses. I guess I'm ready for a different stress. You know, gotta switch it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I cut a large chunk of skin out of my finger this morning. It hurts. I hate having to wear a band-aid in the same place for many days at a time (which I am anticipating). It makes your skin gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I've decided that it's probably a good thing that cheese is so expensive. Because I love it. I love it a lot. And if it were cheaper I would be cooking a lot more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/giada-de-laurentiis/mini-lasagnas-with-sweet-corn-and-mascarpone-recipe/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;main dishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; with the primary ingredient of cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I love Oregon in the Spring. And Summer. And Fall. Winter's ok...as far as winters go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I wish I liked to run. But I don't. Not even a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I miss the days where there were movies in the theater that I actually wanted to go see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do you want to go to work for me tomorrow? You do?! Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm on the lookout for some good light gray work pants. You know, like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.wickedlocal.com/newton/files/2009/09/matlock-white-suit.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Matlock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; color. It's been a dream of mine for about the past year to own a pair of light gray suit pants. You'd think it'd be easy to find. Well guess what? It's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I think that my life would be a lot easier if I had someone style my hair every day. I'm pretty sure that everyone would be happier. Good hair = happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Two words: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://baumgartnercooking.blogspot.com/2010/04/homemade-brownies.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;homemade brownies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8449966564351243590?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8449966564351243590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8449966564351243590&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8449966564351243590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8449966564351243590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/05/ddrt.html' title='ddrt'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8883882399250675761</id><published>2010-04-14T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:18:52.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, things that make me smile edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*a good kitchen tea towel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*a child skipping as his/her mode of transportation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*graham cracker crust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*hearing birds chirping in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*comfortable lounge pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*a good clothing sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*really really nerdy people on jeopardy (as opposed to just nerdy or really nerdy people)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*wrapping up in a blanket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*seeing children trying to act like adults&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*going to bed knowing i can sleep-in in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*when i've finished an organizing project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*when i've created something nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*knowing i have a vacation planned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*talking with old friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*puns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8883882399250675761?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8883882399250675761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8883882399250675761&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8883882399250675761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8883882399250675761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/04/dd-things-that-make-me-smile-edition.html' title='dd, things that make me smile edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-5432279318183873624</id><published>2010-04-11T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T10:51:05.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, decision edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The first step to making a decision is to have options.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't have options yet, so I can't make a decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But once those options come up (&lt;em&gt;if &lt;/em&gt;they come up), how does one make a decision?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I tried the list-making thing already...didn't help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe I'll flip a coin?  Or try a magic-8 ball.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-5432279318183873624?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/5432279318183873624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=5432279318183873624&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/5432279318183873624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/5432279318183873624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/04/dd-decision-edition.html' title='dd, decision edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-1534079629847823599</id><published>2010-03-21T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T11:52:48.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, only once, I promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;8 things I'm passionate about&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;**First of all, I don't like the phrasing of "being passionate about" something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I really like (in no particular order): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. kid's books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. traveling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. being a teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8. movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8 words/phrases I use most often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. Yikes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. Oh, really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. Stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. Not okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. Well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. Hey girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. I need your attention in 5...4...3...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8. mmhmm (mumbled uh-huh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8 things I want to do before I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. Sound of Music tour in Austria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. Attend a Wimbeldon match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. Go to New England in the Fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. Anne of Green Gables tour on PEI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. See the house they used for Pemberly in A&amp;amp;E's Pride and Prejudice (along with the other Jane Austen-y touristy things in England).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. Be an elementary school librarian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. Be on Wheel of Fortune (and win lots of money).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;8 places I want to visit&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. Austria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. Switzerland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. Greece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. PEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. Sweden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. Africa...I don't know where, though...wherever people vacation in Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8. Bahamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8 favorite restaurants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. Marzini's (RIP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. Macaroni Grill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. Olive garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;**Do you sense a theme here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. Local Boyz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. Arby's (in the fast food category)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. Papa Hayden's (for dessert)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. Mother's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8. Gustav's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8 shows I watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. The Amazing Race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. The Bachelor(ette)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. Jeopardy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. Project Runway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. Ugly Betty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. Modern Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8. Greek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-1534079629847823599?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/1534079629847823599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=1534079629847823599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1534079629847823599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1534079629847823599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/03/dd-only-once-i-promise.html' title='dd, only once, I promise'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4350180978798385060</id><published>2010-02-16T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:33:13.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, list edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Proof that I've been commuting too much:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I am getting sick of listening to music...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*...which has made me resort to the nerdy endeavor of: books.on.cd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I am enjoying books on cd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I have caught myself using cruise control on 25 and 35 mph streets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;New dream job list, in order of preference:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Vanna White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Phil Keoghan's right hand (wo)man  (actually, this could be #1...it's debatable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. children's book shop owner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. elementary school librarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Favorite winter Olympic sports (in no particular order):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*freestyle skiing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*luge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*short track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*alpine skiing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*figure skating (I think that Scott Hamilton's commentary has become the most entertaining part.  How has his voice become so recognizable in my life?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4350180978798385060?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4350180978798385060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4350180978798385060&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4350180978798385060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4350180978798385060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/02/dd-list-edition.html' title='dd, list edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8379902076125057029</id><published>2010-02-09T21:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T22:08:57.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ddrt</title><content type='html'>*You know how I said my dream job was to be an elementary school librarian? Well I lied. My real dream job is to be Vanna White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My most embarassing guilty-plesaure show? ABC Family's "Greek." I love it. I don't know why, I just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I wish I wouldn't fall asleep after reading for 5 minutes. I'd get a lot more books read if I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I would fry more foods (pioneer woman has a recipe for dougnuts, plus won tons are good), but I despise the smell of oil. It permeates. I hate permeating smells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It's hard for me to be motivated after 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The sun was out today!!! I am very ready for it to be summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Conflicted feelings are the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*There is an owl that has been hooting many nights for the past couple of weeks. I love it. I think I will name the owl Henry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8379902076125057029?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8379902076125057029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8379902076125057029&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8379902076125057029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8379902076125057029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/02/ddrt.html' title='ddrt'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-6121684592814631020</id><published>2010-02-06T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T15:52:19.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, my kitchen edition</title><content type='html'>I really like my apartment.  It's spacious, the location is great, the rent is a good price, etc.  While I'm grateful to have a job it's sad not really living in my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't stop me, however, from decorating it and making it the exact place that I want to live.  I may have gone a little overboard with some decorating ideas (like the "ledges" on the wall), but I still love it.  It feels like me.  Because I kind of took over in the decorating department (sorry, roommate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a pretty well-equipped kitchen.  And I am going to continually add to my "stuff," for lack of a better word, until I have a utility equivalent to that of Jan's.  I kind of have this weird anxiety where I need things to be complete, and thus my kitchen will be...probably sooner than it needs to be, but nonetheless (or nevertheless?), eventually it will be complete.  I already have some of those obscure items, like a crepe pan and an aebelskiver pan, but am still acquiring some basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I bought dishes.  I have deviated from the original plan (from my last ddrt), which is good because it makes having China more of a possibility.  I bought twelve four-piece settings of &lt;a href="http://www.crateandbarrel.com/family.aspx?c=14174&amp;amp;f=34285"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; lovely dinnerware, and I really like it.  The bowls are backordered so I will get the rest of them (they only had two in the store) in a few weeks when the shipment comes in.  I was pleasantly surprised by the mugs - they are almost as big as the bowls!  So they will be perfect for hot chocolate or even ice cream or soup!  So now my kitchen color-theme is black and yellow.  I will at some point put a bowl of lemons as a centerpiece for my table.  Maybe I will even throw some limes in there to spice things up.  Or oranges!  But I'm not likely to get that crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that I have dinnerware, I can get my white-with-possible-platinum-accent china someday.  Good plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's mildly depressing that I just wrote this whole post on things in my kitchen.  But hey, my life's not very exciting, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I have been listening to Louie Armstrong-esque jazzy music all day and have been thoroughly enjoying it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-6121684592814631020?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/6121684592814631020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=6121684592814631020&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6121684592814631020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/6121684592814631020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/02/dd-my-kitchen-edition.html' title='dd, my kitchen edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-4437402722468372064</id><published>2010-01-31T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:19:36.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, creating a home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So this month's Ensign has an article about 10 ways to grow as a single adult. I feel like I'm doing pretty well on all of their suggestions. I have a career, I have goals, my job happens to "support the next generation," etc. etc. Under the "creating a home" category, I kind of laughed when I read this line, "Jean, 28, concluded she did not need to be married to buy 'real' dishes." My reaction: obviously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've never had problems buying things for myself. Nor do I ever think I will. Don't worry - I don't buy things unless I can afford them. I've always enjoyed kitchen things and have been thinking about buying (or starting to buy) a nice set of dinnerware.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was offered a job doing seasonal sales at Crate and Barrel this year but had to decline because I got my long-term sub job. But my plan is to write them (C&amp;amp;B) a letter with my resume saying that I will be available to work any shift during the summer :) Is it bad that I really want to work there? Anyway, there is a connection to this and dishes: employee discount.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So &lt;em&gt;when &lt;/em&gt;I work there this summer (I'm being optomistic), I should take advantage of the discount and buy myself some nice dishes. Because I don't need to be married to have a full set of matching dishes. Plus it will be my turn to host Thanksgiving this year. So I need dishes, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I'm going to go for a white dinnerware. Something that will function for both everyday and china. Because I like simple, it would be kind of ridiculous to have two sets of white/china plates. I'm ok with one. I will accept that. So I was perusing on C&amp;amp;B this morning and haven't seen them in person, but on first look I like the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crateandbarrel.com/family.aspx?c=14176&amp;amp;f=6261"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; dinnerware or the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crateandbarrel.com/family.aspx?c=14176&amp;amp;f=11022"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; dinerware.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thoughts? Feelings? Votes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-4437402722468372064?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/4437402722468372064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=4437402722468372064&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4437402722468372064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/4437402722468372064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/01/creating-home.html' title='dd, creating a home'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-7524397844564320895</id><published>2010-01-24T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:26:41.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ddrt, did you know? edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Did you know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/churchmusic/detailmusicPlayer/index.html?searchlanguage=1&amp;amp;searchcollection=1&amp;amp;searchseqstart=108&amp;amp;searchsubseqstart=" searchseqend="'108&amp;amp;searchsubseqend="&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; song is one of my favorite hymns to sing because the alto part is actually interesting? Same with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/churchmusic/detailmusicPlayer/index.html?searchlanguage=1&amp;amp;searchcollection=1&amp;amp;searchseqstart=172&amp;amp;searchsubseqstart=" searchseqend="'172&amp;amp;searchsubseqend="&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Did you know that I am going to start taking violin lessons on Saturday?! I'm really excited. My mother bought me a violin three years ago, and I will finally start my (not-so-secret-anymore) dream to know how to play the violin. Let's hope I stick with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Did you know that they already have the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/amazing_race/#start"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;new cast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;up for the next season of the Amazing Race?! It starts on V-day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Did you know that Masterpiece Theater is showing Emma this week and next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Did you know that I'm piloting a new math curriculum this week...and another in a few weeks? Not like it's interesting, but that is what my mind is on at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Did you know that I want to go to Vancouver, BC sometime? And sometime soon? Might not be a warm location for Spring Break, but I think it would be fun to go. Who wants to come with me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Did you know that I did &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;make my goal of three times at the gym last week? I only made it twice. Maybe this week it will happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Did you know that I never accomplish everything that I set out to do. It's kind of annoying. But I like to think that nobody really ever does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-7524397844564320895?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/7524397844564320895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=7524397844564320895&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7524397844564320895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7524397844564320895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/01/ddrt-did-you-know-edition.html' title='ddrt, did you know? edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-2108629381379491768</id><published>2010-01-18T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:19:15.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, here's the story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I was at the gym today (now I only need to go twice to reach my goal for the week), and watched The Brady Bunch while I was working out. It was great. It was the one where Jan bought a black wig. Oh, Jan and her middle-child identity crises (yes, that is the plural form of 'crisis' - I looked it up). Do you remember that one?! The lady at the wig shop selling her a wig looked and sounded like the inspiration for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/73360/saturday-night-live-lawrence-welk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. And Peter only needed 49 cents to buy a girl a birthday present. Ah, those were the days. And I never understood why they had Alice. I think Carol could've managed without her. I love the Brady Bunch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-2108629381379491768?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/2108629381379491768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=2108629381379491768&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/2108629381379491768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/2108629381379491768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/01/heres-story.html' title='dd, here&apos;s the story...'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8229391533639460280</id><published>2010-01-17T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T10:28:58.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ddrt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Even though I didn't get any compliments, I swear my hair looked &lt;em&gt;good &lt;/em&gt;today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I think I want to buy curtains for my bedroom window because I'm paranoid that people can see my sillouette while I'm in there. Even though there is never anybody in my parking lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I tend to follow my sister's example in a lot of the decisions I make, namely big purchases. After college I bought a car. (Which is almost exactly like hers.) I was thinking about the things that I want for my apartment and decided my next big purchase will be a couch (which was my sister's next big purchase...which was followed by a kitchen table and then a "real" bed). I'm not saying I'm getting one right away, because I'm not and I don't &lt;em&gt;need &lt;/em&gt;one but I'm starting to think about it. It will probably take me 2 years to decide what kind of couch(es) I want, because once I buy them I'm sticking with it (them) forever and ever! I kind of like the idea of a gray couch at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I learned CPR this week, and am glad that I know it. Hopefully I won't have to use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Three weeks until I get my Praxis results. What if I don't pass? Take it again...that's what I'll do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I also just realized, thinking about apartment purchases, that I don't own a tv, either. I can't remember if that came before or after the couch in my sister's life, so I should figure that one out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*New TJ try of the weekend: gorgonzola crackers. They were ok - they taste more peppery than cheesy, but oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Other new TJ try of the weekend: frozen individual (or do I say "inidividual frozen"?) pizzas. I will probably be purchasing those again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Finished &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Al-Capone-Does-My-Shirts/dp/0142403709/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1263780210&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; book yesterday - it was...ok. I thought the ending was really abrupt. I have a ton of books waiting on my shelf to be read that I need to get to. Maybe I will finally finish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/True-Confessions-Charlotte-Doyle/dp/B001ICHBOM/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1263780256&amp;amp;sr=1-3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; one (that I am a third of the way through...and started over a year ago). I also need to read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Peter-Starcatchers-Dave-Barry/dp/078684907X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1263780320&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Boy-Striped-Pyjamas-Reader/dp/0198326769/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1263780344&amp;amp;sr=1-4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Emily-Ever-After-Anne-Dayton/dp/0385514638/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1263780416&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Story-Girl-Lucy-Maud-Montgomery/dp/1605979821/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1263780444&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Those are the ones on my shelf at my apartment. The various lists lying around on scraps of paper, on documents in my computer and in my head, however, are endless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*My goal for this week: go to the gym three times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8229391533639460280?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8229391533639460280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8229391533639460280&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8229391533639460280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8229391533639460280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/01/ddrt_17.html' title='ddrt'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-1718360725765234337</id><published>2010-01-08T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:19:56.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, i learned something new</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had always heard these terms, but never knew what they specifically meant:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Onset - A word's initial consonant or consonant blend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rime - A word's vowel and any final consonants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Schwa - The vowel sound in many lightly pronounced unaccented syllables in words of more than one syllable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(And yes, this does interest me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-1718360725765234337?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/1718360725765234337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=1718360725765234337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1718360725765234337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/1718360725765234337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-learned-something-new.html' title='dd, i learned something new'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-7214224422507659674</id><published>2010-01-06T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:20:11.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, my dream job edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wouldn't say that I'm a bookworm, but I do enjoy reading when I find the time (and when I don't fall asleep). Children's literature, to be specific. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to read kids books all day. I want to have all the books and authors memorized - like Meg Ryan in You've Got Mail. I want to be a resource of knowledge (in the area of children's literature). I want to spend my days making book lists for teachers to use in their units and lessons. I want to organize, label and categorize things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to be an elementary school librarian. Or own a children's book store. Really the latter, but the former is more achievable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I somehow feel that it's not ok that my (not-so-secret) dream is to become a librarian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Even though I know it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-7214224422507659674?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/7214224422507659674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=7214224422507659674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7214224422507659674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7214224422507659674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-dream-job.html' title='dd, my dream job edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8333394992399504357</id><published>2010-01-05T22:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:49:18.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ddrt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*As I was watching the Bachelor, one of the bachelorettes was saying how she had "horrible style" as she was packing a dress into her suitcase, at which the exact same moment I exclaimed, "I have that dress!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*That same night I had Mickey Mouse head-shaped chicken nuggets with a Capri Sun for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Is it nerdy that I sometimes plan my gym time to coincide with Jeopardy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Is it even more nerdy that I have opinionated feelings towards Alex Trebek and his lack of "bedside manner" while performing his hosting duties?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*If I could somehow calculate where my thoughts are directed to(wards?) most often, I would be confident that the answer would be "food."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Like, if I want to get Starbucks in the morning I plan to get up earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Food is kind of a big deal. In general, and in my life. Both. The answer is yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*My friend (accurately) accused me of randomly getting the YMCA song stuck in her head. The question is: why was I humming the song in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I bought a compact disc tonight. With a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Prokofiev-Peter-Saint-Sa%C3%ABns-Carnival-Animals/dp/B000002SS0/ref=sr_1_11?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=music&amp;amp;qid=1262759933&amp;amp;sr=1-11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Current guilty pleasure songs: Party in the U.S.A. by Miley Cirus and 3 by Britney Spears. Don't judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I sometimes spend my Saturdays looking up old 90's television shows on you tube. What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8333394992399504357?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8333394992399504357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8333394992399504357&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8333394992399504357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8333394992399504357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/01/ddrt.html' title='ddrt'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-7102770115798864882</id><published>2010-01-03T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:20:26.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, million dollar idea edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, maybe. I always thought it would be nice to have a digital cookbook/recipe box of sorts in the kitchen. Can't you see something like that in the street of dreams? You know, maybe a digital photo-frame size? With a touch-screen? And you could transfer all your recipes on there, and have a measurement converter, and a food-dictionary on it. I guess one could just put a laptop in their kitchen and do all the same things. But still - I think it's a good idea. I'd use it. D, pitch the idea to your touch-screen-producing-people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-7102770115798864882?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/7102770115798864882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=7102770115798864882&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7102770115798864882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/7102770115798864882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/01/million-dollar-idea.html' title='dd, million dollar idea edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-8216883154278148800</id><published>2010-01-02T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:20:43.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, one more time - with feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I like Regina Spektor, but sometimes she is just too weird. Take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uCvgXmg0m1g"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;folding chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, for example. Here's a good line, "I got a perfect body 'cause my eyelashes catch my sweat." Actually, I can handle that. Weird, but whatever. What I think is super-weird is when she sings like a dolphin in the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I've listened to the song five times today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-8216883154278148800?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/8216883154278148800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=8216883154278148800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8216883154278148800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/8216883154278148800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-more-time-with-feeling.html' title='dd, one more time - with feeling'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603910653113286846.post-593972185559635122</id><published>2010-01-02T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T16:29:27.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd, new years edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;likes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0878804/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Blind Side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Trader Joe's frozen dinners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*Spending four hours of my life watching a &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/drama/northandsouth/"&gt;BBC miniseries&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dislikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*staying up late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*my breaks making weird noises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*being unproductive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603910653113286846-593972185559635122?l=ddrte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/feeds/593972185559635122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8603910653113286846&amp;postID=593972185559635122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/593972185559635122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603910653113286846/posts/default/593972185559635122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddrte.blogspot.com/2010/01/dd-new-years-edition.html' title='dd, new years edition'/><author><name>jb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658221219637819724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
