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winner'/><category term='too much wine'/><category term='Missing bow'/><category term='My first favorite memory with Mr. Potts'/><category term='The Rivershack'/><category term='Creme de Coco'/><category term='How do I know'/><category term='Love Bug'/><category term='Set Goals'/><category term='Vacation countdown'/><category term='Christmas Tree'/><category term='take me back.'/><category term='Vote for Clyde'/><category term='Long'/><category term='Lovely flowers'/><category term='Kentucky Derby'/><category term='Top Two Tuesday'/><category term='On Birthdays and Such'/><category term='Maine'/><category term='Friday Musings'/><category term='Resolutioners'/><category term='Badly labeled Exit signs'/><category term='Munchies'/><category term='Favorite Shopping'/><category term='Blackberry Zinfandel Compote'/><category term='Happy Friday'/><title type='text'>Experiments in a Galley Kitchen</title><subtitle type='html'>Making my way through life mincing, chopping, sifting, muddling and creating...all one day at a time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>492</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-8841830192279567256</id><published>2012-01-27T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:10:46.749-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grass is greener'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fridays make me smile'/><title type='text'>The Grass is Always Greener and all that jazz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Friday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't begin to tell you how much I look forward to Friday each week.  Is everyone else like this?  I don't know that I ever dreaded Mondays coming around though as much as I do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may remember that I was facing the possibility of layoffs at my prior job.  Knowing this I was proactive and searching for new opportunities.  One came my way, quite by accident, when a recruiter came across my resume online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spoke, I telephone interviewed with the hiring manager as well as a VP and learned that I'd be going to their home office for a day of interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited.  Here I was facing a potential loss of job and income and I had been singled out for a new position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interviews in the office went swimmingly well...except for the in person with the hiring manager.  I walked out of there wondering if he was a modern day Jekyll &amp;amp; Hyde.  It didn't go well, in my opinion.  He was totally different in person than over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked out feeling that it was wrong and probably, based on him, wouldn't be a good fit for me.  I didn't expect to be offered the position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the recruiter called and offered me the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some trepidation I accepted.  Based on everything I knew, both with my prior company and the current economy, I felt like it was a no-brainer.  I couldn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;have a job.  Sure, I thought about dog walking to supplement the loss of income.  It wouldn't have been the same though and would have placed a strain on Mr. Potts' &amp;amp; my marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would have made it through, but it would have been tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting side note - I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;would &lt;/span&gt;have been laid off less than a month later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all was well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not complaining (well, trying not to) but I quickly realized this was not going to be a long-term job for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very quickly.  As in, "I haven't quit applying for new jobs and probably won't until I find one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One piece of this is that the travel portion has escalated from 50% - 70% to almost 100%.  I like my home, I like my bed, I love my pets, I love my friends, I love my family and I love Mr. Potts.  Trying to squeeze all of this into 2 days is pretty rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet there is more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, you see, I've learned that my new boss genuinely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;dislikes &lt;/span&gt;people.  He is quite the elitist and has no problem letting people know he is looking down his nose at them.  Y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He manages a team of people and feels like it is ok to keep them in a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; "constant state of heightened discomfort and fear for their job as a way to highly develop them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True statement out of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week though had me almost in tears.  I learned that he, a manager of people (who doesn't like people), a manager part of an HR organization, has had several (numbering 4-5) HR complaints in less than 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been digesting this information and my thoughts/feelings about this new job.  Much like a few months ago, I feel like this is not a good position to be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sad post for a Friday, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I'm focused on is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am employed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have health insurance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are continuing to save for our future&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm still learning in my professional life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I still have regular Fridays.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Fridays make me smile, so today, my wish for you is that you smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you smile on Friday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-8841830192279567256?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8841830192279567256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=8841830192279567256' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8841830192279567256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8841830192279567256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2012/01/grass-is-always-greener-and-all-that.html' title='The Grass is Always Greener and all that jazz'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-1590508083576055805</id><published>2011-12-09T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T07:00:12.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabulous Friday Picture Dump</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Friday y'all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're in Nashville for the weekend participating in Mr. Potts' sister's wedding.  There shall be pictures, she declares (next week!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have several weekends worth of photos to share before the pictures from the wedding extravaganza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago we had the opportunity to dress up and attend the Humane Society's Ties &amp;amp; Tales gala.  We clean up pretty well, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0e3TMzAO6I/TuEDKn7hGxI/AAAAAAAABY4/wlp6eZrYeEc/s1600/Holiday%2BParty%2B%2526%2BMisc%2B109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0e3TMzAO6I/TuEDKn7hGxI/AAAAAAAABY4/wlp6eZrYeEc/s400/Holiday%2BParty%2B%2526%2BMisc%2B109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683827685770468114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend of Thanksgiving we decorated the tree and had our annual holiday cookie making day with the munchkins.  This year they both spent the night before the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xaHYaiMZpf0/TuEDK0shaPI/AAAAAAAABZE/vwC66yU0UmE/s1600/Holiday%2BParty%2B%2526%2BMisc%2B132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xaHYaiMZpf0/TuEDK0shaPI/AAAAAAAABZE/vwC66yU0UmE/s400/Holiday%2BParty%2B%2526%2BMisc%2B132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683827689197234418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ask them all the time if they'll slow down &amp;amp; quit growing.  They both refuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend we had our annual holiday party.  I was rocking the red lipstick &amp;amp; slightly darker hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P90WJzjQQiA/TuEDMrZ1XGI/AAAAAAAABZs/sZSxA66Hy70/s1600/Holiday%2BParty%2B%2526%2BMisc%2B154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P90WJzjQQiA/TuEDMrZ1XGI/AAAAAAAABZs/sZSxA66Hy70/s400/Holiday%2BParty%2B%2526%2BMisc%2B154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683827721062669410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what photo dump would be complete without a few gratuitous Christmas decor photos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our buffet dressed up for our party.  If you look closely you'll note that I hadn't put the cheese out with the crackers yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJYrYbjX4ig/TuEDL9NbjbI/AAAAAAAABZQ/YLSUo6F8IE0/s1600/Holiday%2BParty%2B%2526%2BMisc%2B134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJYrYbjX4ig/TuEDL9NbjbI/AAAAAAAABZQ/YLSUo6F8IE0/s400/Holiday%2BParty%2B%2526%2BMisc%2B134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683827708662615474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why yes, those ARE nutella rice krispie treats!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our mantle.  We added lighted garland this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jmy-bxKVEyM/TuEDMJ7G9xI/AAAAAAAABZc/X9OWJ7WqhCE/s1600/Holiday%2BParty%2B%2526%2BMisc%2B140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jmy-bxKVEyM/TuEDMJ7G9xI/AAAAAAAABZc/X9OWJ7WqhCE/s400/Holiday%2BParty%2B%2526%2BMisc%2B140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683827712075429650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't seem to take a decent picture of lighted elements.  Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all will have a wonderful weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-1590508083576055805?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/1590508083576055805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=1590508083576055805' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1590508083576055805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1590508083576055805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/12/fabulous-friday-picture-dump.html' title='Fabulous Friday Picture Dump'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0e3TMzAO6I/TuEDKn7hGxI/AAAAAAAABY4/wlp6eZrYeEc/s72-c/Holiday%2BParty%2B%2526%2BMisc%2B109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-2917833586021866035</id><published>2011-12-06T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T07:00:17.354-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday Confessional'/><title type='text'>Tuesday Confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCqJE5g72hg/Ttjbm1_lfII/AAAAAAAAIvg/bsZ9u0H9zok/s1600/Confessional+logo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 448px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCqJE5g72hg/Ttjbm1_lfII/AAAAAAAAIvg/bsZ9u0H9zok/s1600/Confessional+logo.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've finally caught up on reading blogs.  Phew.  There were several times when I thought it would be easier to simply select "Mark all as read" rather than wade through all the different blog posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad that I didn't do that.  I would have missed catching up on all the things that have been going on in everyone's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully by now you all know that I have accepted a new position with a new company.  One that hasn't gone through and emerged from chapter 11 only to still not make numbers.  I can't tell you how excited I am about working for a stable company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all that feels great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost as great as participating in &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.blondeambitionblog.com/2011/12/confessional-friday-first-link-up.html"&gt;Leslie's Confessional&lt;/a&gt;.  I mean, really, who doesn't like to get things off their chest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I've got house fever.  Mr. Potts told me one evening that he'd been looking at houses online.  Well, that got me started.  I've found several that I love.  Some with beautiful interiors, some with beautiful exteriors, very few with both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  While I have house fever, I do love our town home.  It fits us perfectly, for now.  I love it even more so since it is decorated for Christmas and everything feels so warm and cozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I've finished most of my Christmas shopping and gift wrapping.  I have a few people who aren't accounted for yet and I'd love to be able to cross them off my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I want to try on my wedding dress from 3 years ago to see if it fits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See above&lt;/span&gt; - I think it will fit but probably be way too big.  Since I wore it I've lost about 20lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I've a longing for these boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imagesec.fr.ctscdn.com/image/500/625/5ac78838-1897-4ff6-9ebc-9f5dd0e15117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 624px;" src="http://imagesec.fr.ctscdn.com/image/500/625/5ac78838-1897-4ff6-9ebc-9f5dd0e15117.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefryecompany.com/womens-boots/view-all/77689/billy-pull-on?color=DBN"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I've got!  What confessions do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Tuesday, y'all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-2917833586021866035?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2917833586021866035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=2917833586021866035' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2917833586021866035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2917833586021866035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/12/tuesday-confession.html' title='Tuesday Confession'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCqJE5g72hg/Ttjbm1_lfII/AAAAAAAAIvg/bsZ9u0H9zok/s72-c/Confessional+logo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-858022855410635558</id><published>2011-12-05T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T12:20:22.066-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not so manic Monday'/><title type='text'>Not another manic Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you all so much for the kind and welcoming words last week.  After being absent so long from blogging, it felt good to let you know what has been going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Friday was my last day at my former company.  It was quite a bittersweet day for me.  While with this company I've grown in my professional experience as well as experienced professional heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wondering what professional heartbreak is?  I had to sit and think for a few moments of the best way to describe the disappointments I experienced there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a learning professional I truly want to help others learn and grow in their professional experience.  What I saw with my former company was almost the opposite.  There were many times when we had opportunities to be exceptional, even great, but did not have senior level support.  In all honesty, one could probably say the company as a whole regressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professional heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I also loved many of the people I worked with.  There will be many people that I will keep in touch with, many who had tears in their eyes on Friday.  I'll miss them all but am excited to be moving on and have an opportunity to learn and grow in my new role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a week off before I start next Monday.  Wonder what I'll be doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Going back to the hair salon (I was there Saturday) to have the fix my hair.  I was brushing through my hair last night and noticed that if I part my hair differently than it was blown out that I'll have a stripe in the middle of my hair.  Not like a random long strip of blonde hair root to tip but a horizontal strip about 4 inches long about 2 inches down from my root.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Going back to Ulta to pick up eye makeup remover.  I didn't look closely at the label on the mascara I purchased &amp;amp; picked up waterproof.  I don't normally wear waterproof &amp;amp; had a hell of a time getting it off Saturday night (Sunday morning) at 3:00 after our holiday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Uploading pictures from our party.  You know, so you can have a post with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Prepping for Mr. Potts' sister's wedding in Nashville this weekend.  Trust me, the pictures (and stories) from this will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRICELESS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-858022855410635558?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/858022855410635558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=858022855410635558' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/858022855410635558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/858022855410635558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/12/not-another-manic-monday.html' title='Not another manic Monday'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-3548184656154355816</id><published>2011-11-29T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T07:00:00.680-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On giving thanks'/><title type='text'>Falling back on the radar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how long it has been since I sat down at the computer and wrote here.  Sad, isn't it?  It felt like every time that I sat down to write all I could think about was my job situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I think I could have moaned about it for a good 25+ posts, I didn't believe anyone would want to read past the first one.  Truth be told, thinking about my situation day in and day out was exhausting.  I just couldn't add to that by writing anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to better news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew.  Bet y'all didn't see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day will be December 12th.  And with that&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I'll be a road warrior again.  Will fill you in on those travels.  Hopefully this will keep me out of Maine in February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have been very fortunate in that I won two giveaways.  Two!  I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in October Abbie from &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://aglimpseofthegirlnextdoor.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Glimpse of the Girl Next Door&lt;/a&gt; hosted a &lt;a href="http://www.stelladot.com/sites/annettewarnick"&gt;Stella &amp;amp; Dot&lt;/a&gt; giveaway.  Lucky me - I won!  Now, I've lusted after Stella and Dot jewelry for a while but haven't caved in and picked something out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so so excited to pick out these earrings.  Aren't they beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.stelladot.com/style/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/e/1/e154rg_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 624px;" src="http://shop.stelladot.com/style/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/e/1/e154rg_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Abbie!  I LOVE them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as if October weren't about to wrap up with a bang I won &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.shastaanne.com/"&gt;Shasta Anne&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://www.clarisonic.com/about_us/look_good_feel_better/index.php"&gt;Pink Clarisonic&lt;/a&gt; giveaway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clarisonic.com/includes/images/products/clarisonic_mia/mia_all13colors_400x234_11112011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://www.clarisonic.com/includes/images/products/clarisonic_mia/mia_all13colors_400x234_11112011.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so over the moon and couldn't believe that I won!  Thank you so much Shasta for hosting such a wonderful giveaway!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following close on the win of these giveaways I received the job offer.  It happened so so quickly &amp;amp; honestly I wasn't expecting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beyond thankful for the blessings I have.  So many weights feel as if they've been lifted from my shoulders and I thank God for his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long catch up, but much needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-3548184656154355816?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/3548184656154355816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=3548184656154355816' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3548184656154355816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3548184656154355816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/11/falling-back-on-radar.html' title='Falling back on the radar'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-2589986758230851779</id><published>2011-09-21T07:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T07:00:16.929-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><title type='text'>Ch ch ch ch changes!  It's in the air!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fall is often the time when people begin to change things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer bags are cleaned and gently placed in their dust bags and the fall/winter bags taken out and brushed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shorts and Tanks are put away in favor of Jeans and Cozy Sweaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer weight comforters are exchanged for the cozy, cuddly warmth of winter/fall comforters.  And maybe an extra blanket hanging around for when the window is open and things are  quite brisk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer decorations are exchanged for fall themes.  Colored leaves, pumpkins, all things Fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer highlights are looking a little much so a girl decides to darken them.  To fit more feel of fall.  I've touched on that recently (see picture in prior pic and you'll see what I want) and will get there myself, it is just a matter of the time, the who and the what in the world will I be doing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time of year also heralds my return to comfort food. I slip away from salads and salads and more salads and grilled chicken and pork chops and I return to the comfort food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've spoken of it before...Macaroni and Cheese, Chicken &amp;amp; Dumplings, Stews, Braised Ribs, Roasted Chicken, Roasted Root Vegetables.  I can go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time my food rambling centers on main meals - the big ones that tide people over at the end of a long day.  These meals warm people's bellies and their hearts.  They're the kind of meal you want to savor with warm fuzzy socks on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately though I've been craving breads.  It has to do with the way I'm made up.  When &lt;a href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/09/random-thoughts-on-tuesday.html"&gt;I'm stressed&lt;/a&gt; (and we know &lt;a href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/09/2-x-4.html"&gt;I have been&lt;/a&gt;) I want carbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gooey, taste yummy carbs = Comfort Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to satisfy the urge I've made Garden Harvest Cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img4.myrecipes.com/i/recipes/ck/09/04/harvest-cake-ck-1886431-x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 420px;" src="http://img4.myrecipes.com/i/recipes/ck/09/04/harvest-cake-ck-1886431-x.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So super yummy and so so easy.  You're welcome in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.cookinglight.com/food/top-rated-recipes/clurrc-winners-desserts-00400000031618/page5.html"&gt;Cooking Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Garden Harvest Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;4 1/2 ounces&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt; all-purpose flour (1 cup)&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;3/4 cup&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt; sugar&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;2 teaspoons&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt; ground cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;1 teaspoon&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt; baking soda&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;1/4 teaspoon&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt; salt&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;1/2 cup&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt; grated peeled Granny Smith apple (about 1 medium)&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;1/2 cup&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt; grated carrot (about 1 medium)&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;1/2 cup&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt; shredded zucchini&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;1/4 cup&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt; chopped walnuts, toasted&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;1/4 cup&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt; canola oil&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;1/4 cup&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt; nonfat buttermilk&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt; large eggs&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li itemprop="ingredient" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/RecipeIngredient"&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="amount"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="name"&gt; Cooking spray&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span itemprop="preparation"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;               &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: left;"&gt;Preparation&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Preheat oven to 350°.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Weigh or lightly spoon flour into a dry measuring cup; level with  a knife. Combine flour and the next 4 ingredients (through salt) in a  large bowl, stirring with a whisk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Add grated apple, grated carrot,  shredded zucchini, and walnuts to flour mixture; toss well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Combine  canola oil, buttermilk, and eggs in a small bowl, stirring with a whisk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. Add egg mixture to flour mixture, stirring just until combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. Spoon  batter into an 8 x 4–inch loaf pan coated with cooking spray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. Bake at  350° for 50 minutes or until a wooden pi.ck inserted in the center comes  out clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8. Cool 10 minutes in pan on a wire rack; remove cake from pan.  Cool completely on wire rack before slicing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday, y'all!!  Friday can't get here fast enough!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-2589986758230851779?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2589986758230851779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=2589986758230851779' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2589986758230851779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2589986758230851779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/09/ch-ch-ch-ch-changes-its-in-air.html' title='Ch ch ch ch changes!  It&apos;s in the air!!'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-4438847347146865910</id><published>2011-09-20T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T07:00:11.717-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Full Hearts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Love'/><title type='text'>Full Hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have I shared with you lately how full my heart has been lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No?  Forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my best girlfriends, the one I laugh and cry with regularly is pregnant again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, so full and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and her husband lost their &lt;a href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/12/loves-request.html"&gt;first baby&lt;/a&gt;, a little girl, last December and are now expecting again.  I couldn't be more thrilled for them &amp;amp; can't wait to meet the newest little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome him or her to "the family" and shower her/him with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss little fingers and toes &amp;amp; marvel with my girlfriend over how perfect her baby is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes for a great Tuesday, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-4438847347146865910?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/4438847347146865910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=4438847347146865910' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4438847347146865910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4438847347146865910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/09/full-hearts.html' title='Full Hearts'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-6386845790971492980</id><published>2011-09-15T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T07:00:16.484-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness Is'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fresh Hair'/><title type='text'>Happiness Is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/sections/32015/up_all_night_32015.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fresh hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a little more blonde than this picture, but I love having fresh highlights/lowlights.  Still not here yet, but I wasn't quite ready to go so dark yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www4.pictures.gi.stylebistro.com/Rebecca+Gayheart+Long+Hairstyles+Long+Center+gqR-wKOdU2sl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 505px;" src="http://www4.pictures.gi.stylebistro.com/Rebecca+Gayheart+Long+Hairstyles+Long+Center+gqR-wKOdU2sl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stylebistro.com/lookbook/Rebecca+Gayheart/Long+Center+Part"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my faves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U560Q52xf9c/TLaCyrLot4I/AAAAAAAAAz4/leVjOLY9RlA/s1600/Modern+Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U560Q52xf9c/TLaCyrLot4I/AAAAAAAAAz4/leVjOLY9RlA/s1600/Modern+Family.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://brightboldbeautiful.blogspot.com/2011/04/modern-family-is-back.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited about this show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/sections/32015/up_all_night_32015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 253px;" src="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/sections/32015/up_all_night_32015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemablend.com/television/NBC-2011-Fall-TV-Premiere-Up-All-Night-32015.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New shoes. I'm dying for some new boots.  Any recommendations for tall, black boots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And y'all?  It is Thursday!  Which means tomorrow is FRIDAY!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-6386845790971492980?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6386845790971492980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=6386845790971492980' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6386845790971492980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6386845790971492980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/09/happiness-is.html' title='Happiness Is....'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U560Q52xf9c/TLaCyrLot4I/AAAAAAAAAz4/leVjOLY9RlA/s72-c/Modern+Family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-2352714607358865649</id><published>2011-09-09T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T07:00:15.741-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabulous Friday'/><title type='text'>Fabulous Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.romanticasheville.com/Blue_RidgePkwy/Fall2007/panofull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 589px; height: 392px;" src="http://www.romanticasheville.com/Blue_RidgePkwy/Fall2007/panofull.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.romanticasheville.com/blue_ridge_parkway_fall2007.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Angel babies singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is everyone ready for Fall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://savingbestforlast.blogspot.com/"&gt; MCW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - not ready yet since it means winter is around the corner.  I can't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen all the posts people have written detailing their love of Fall.  I can't help it, I love it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready for my list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short, sweet &amp;amp; to the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kind of like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boots, Sweaters, Chilly Weather, Going a little longer, a little further on the dog walks, Not sweating, Less frizzy hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Speaking of hair (and she veers off track - not surprising is it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really loving this hair right now.  Pretty for Fall, no? Thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www4.pictures.gi.stylebistro.com/Rebecca+Gayheart+Long+Hairstyles+Long+Center+gqR-wKOdU2sl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 440px; height: 594px;" src="http://www4.pictures.gi.stylebistro.com/Rebecca+Gayheart+Long+Hairstyles+Long+Center+gqR-wKOdU2sl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stylebistro.com/lookbook/Rebecca+Gayheart/Long+Center+Part"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.  Back to the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stews, Chicken &amp;amp; Dumplings, Warm Coffee on the Deck in the chill of a Fall morning, Football, Scarves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love this scarf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.nordstromimage.com/imagegallery/store/product/Gigantic/12/_6330132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 920px;" src="http://g.nordstromimage.com/imagegallery/store/product/Gigantic/12/_6330132.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/s/nordstrom-tissue-weight-ombre-cashmere-wool-scarf/3126926?origin=PredictiveSearch&amp;amp;resultback=4346"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin, Pumpkin patches, Pumpkin picking...anything to do with pumpkins and my munchkins!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djps9Oju7ZE/Tmlwpr409NI/AAAAAAAABYY/Rj9cqHWZNxU/s1600/Pumpkin%2BPicking%2B013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djps9Oju7ZE/Tmlwpr409NI/AAAAAAAABYY/Rj9cqHWZNxU/s400/Pumpkin%2BPicking%2B013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650171068971021522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't love the Teddy Bear Harness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BPySbvpv7os/Tmlwp7N9EuI/AAAAAAAABYg/d1vuWMDKFz8/s1600/Pumpkin%2BPicking%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BPySbvpv7os/Tmlwp7N9EuI/AAAAAAAABYg/d1vuWMDKFz8/s400/Pumpkin%2BPicking%2B008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650171073086165730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 - He outgrew the Teddy Bear Harness &amp;amp; moved on to Cotton Candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still precious, isn't he?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h9iRgIUFd-s/TmlwrN66-bI/AAAAAAAABYw/ul0_4TfwBMA/s1600/Pumpkin%2BPatch%2B046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h9iRgIUFd-s/TmlwrN66-bI/AAAAAAAABYw/ul0_4TfwBMA/s400/Pumpkin%2BPatch%2B046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650171095286479282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c44R-KDypV4/TmlwqGeBnRI/AAAAAAAABYo/8LYF_37Rlws/s1600/Pumpkin%2BPatch%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c44R-KDypV4/TmlwqGeBnRI/AAAAAAAABYo/8LYF_37Rlws/s400/Pumpkin%2BPatch%2B003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650171076106362130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday y'all!  I hope your weekends are FABULOUS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-2352714607358865649?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2352714607358865649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=2352714607358865649' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2352714607358865649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2352714607358865649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/09/fabulous-friday.html' title='Fabulous Friday'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djps9Oju7ZE/Tmlwpr409NI/AAAAAAAABYY/Rj9cqHWZNxU/s72-c/Pumpkin%2BPicking%2B013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-4610623591571114473</id><published>2011-09-08T07:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T07:00:15.626-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Littered with a few random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New ideas for my next gig'/><title type='text'>2 X 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://neuroanthropology.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/two-by-four.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 425px; height: 600px;" src="http://neuroanthropology.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/two-by-four.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://neuroanthropology.net/2010/02/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not the wood used in building things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have one thing and one thing only running through my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratch that.  That is not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I obsessed over:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pumpkin apple muffin that I really wanted but the bakery did not make today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reallynatural.com/muffin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.reallynatural.com/muffin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reallynatural.com/archives/recipe/slightly_sinful_banana_bread_o.php"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A slice of blueberry pie with ice cream that was my dinner.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Comfortfoodmuch&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MHjoW7Se0AM/TFTUCZKwujI/AAAAAAAADCw/6r6iTs4Wus8/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 423px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MHjoW7Se0AM/TFTUCZKwujI/AAAAAAAADCw/6r6iTs4Wus8/s1600/042.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.createdby-diane.com/2010/08/the-best-blueberry-pie.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, this was not my pie.  I take mine with TWO scoops of ice cream, please, thankyouverymuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How skanalicious my hair is looking since I haven't been to the hairdresser since July.  Y'all.It is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sons of Anarchy premiering Tuesday night.  Jax.  Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn2-b.examiner.com/sites/default/files/styles/image_full_width_scaled/hash/4d/d1/soa-jacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 595px; height: 397px;" src="http://cdn2-b.examiner.com/sites/default/files/styles/image_full_width_scaled/hash/4d/d1/soa-jacks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.examiner.com/celebrity-headlines-in-denver/sons-of-anarchy-charlie-hunnam-jackson-jax-teller-haircut-photos-season-4-on-fx-picture"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as has been the case lately, the most constant thing on my mind has been what could be a large change in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as should always be the case (at least in my case) I'd like to be as prepared as possible.  Which means looking at plans &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;in case &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;doesn't work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;being find a new, better, more secure job &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFSAP&lt;/span&gt; (As Freaking Soon As Possible).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;doesn't work out for me, what you may ask is my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two by Four.  Two feet by Four Feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a padded cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two feet with a companion's four feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I believe that I would rival the &lt;a href="http://www.twobyfourny.com/"&gt;Two by Four of NYC&lt;/a&gt;.  But as a way to provide a little extra income (I mean, cause if I got nothing else coming in that makes it extra, right?) I think it is doable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because y'all.  People in Charlotte are like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WHOA &lt;/span&gt;about their dogs.  Personally, I use my lunch time each day to come home &amp;amp; take Hayden out.  Because I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those with newer dogs, puppies, elderly dogs or who happen to have to work a long shift would love to have someone check in on their loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you think?  Would you pay to have someone take your four legged baby out for a break during the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there is a lot more to it than just thinking how awesome it would be &amp;amp; how great I'd be &amp;amp; then *&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;poof&lt;/span&gt;* it happening, but it is a fun thought, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-4610623591571114473?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/4610623591571114473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=4610623591571114473' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4610623591571114473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4610623591571114473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/09/2-x-4.html' title='2 X 4'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MHjoW7Se0AM/TFTUCZKwujI/AAAAAAAADCw/6r6iTs4Wus8/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-7314850463124247295</id><published>2011-09-06T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T07:00:17.301-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a little randomness never hurt anyone'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts on a Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that each of you were able to have Monday off and that today is your first day back to work.  For those that didn't have Monday off I am sincerely sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely LOVE short work weeks.  Almost as much as I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;long weekends.  Anyone else believe that the US should institute a nationally observed holiday each month that falls either on a Friday or a Monday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hand right now is up in the air saying, "YES!!  PLEASE!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I drove past Auto Bell recently and saw a Mini Cooper parked next to a PT Cruiser.  Anyone ever wonder what the PT Cruiser's owner must think?  Because really, isn't the PT Cruiser like a bigger, less chic version of the Mini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the next thought....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday just passed and unlike birthdays of years past I didn't make a big deal out of it.  I turned 35 which should have been a kind of semi big deal, but with all the uncertainty in my life right now we didn't make a big deal out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm kind of semi ok with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back &amp;amp; forth between thinking that I MUST find a new job before something drastic happens to me in my current job (i.e. I lose it) or I keep looking and if I get to a point where I don't have a new job lined up then I can use the time to clear my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back &amp;amp; forth but keep coming back to this:  "Nah.  A few days might be nice, but I really will feel like something is missing if I don't have one to go to every day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.northernvirginiamag.com/wp-content/uploads/comfort-food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://www.northernvirginiamag.com/wp-content/uploads/comfort-food.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.northernvirginiamag.com/gut-check/2009/03/10/the-rise-of-comfort-foods-in-recession-era-googling/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like comfort food when I'm stressed.  Macaroni &amp;amp; Cheese, mashed potatoes, roasted chicken &amp;amp; vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.countryliving.com/cm/countryliving/images/mH/CLX0107COOK099-de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 460px;" src="http://www.countryliving.com/cm/countryliving/images/mH/CLX0107COOK099-de.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.countryliving.com/cooking/recipes/comfort-foods-1109"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfort food is my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else out there indulge in it when stressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to keep a tight rein on it though.  I've been doing well with eating/exercising/weight loss lately losing 1-2 lbs each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads to the next thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to have one shot in my leg last Wednesday.  The Wednesday before Labor Day.  So I've spent the weekend in my sexy leg sock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness Fall is around the corner.  At least if I have to wear these it won't be 100+ degrees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of random thoughts do you have circling around in your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tuesday y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-7314850463124247295?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/7314850463124247295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=7314850463124247295' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7314850463124247295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7314850463124247295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/09/random-thoughts-on-tuesday.html' title='Random Thoughts on a Tuesday'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-8652747610415412492</id><published>2011-09-05T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T07:00:06.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens when your brain won't slow down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thankfully all, Labor Day weekend is here.  I can't tell you how happy I am to have an extra day this weekend to try &amp;amp; still the frantic pace of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have something heavy weighing on me I tend to focus on that with that laser beam focus.  Laser beam focus is great for work projects, personal goals, deadlines, etc.  Not so much when the focus is aimed at what may or may not happen in the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that are out of my control are what I've been focused on lately &amp;amp; it is hard to think of anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a great resume that isn't just words on paper.  When I look at all I've accomplished work wise, I know I've got something to be very proud of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got resumes/applications out for so many various positions here in Charlotte and am hopeful and praying that something will open up for me soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get back into this groove and not have this weigh so heavy on my heart.  It seems that since it is what I'm so focused on that it tends to set my direction.  I'm trying to keep that pointed positive and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of your thoughts &amp;amp; well wishes have been so appreciated!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-8652747610415412492?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8652747610415412492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=8652747610415412492' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8652747610415412492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8652747610415412492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-happens-when-your-brain-wont-slow.html' title='What happens when your brain won&apos;t slow down'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-6067019926606610588</id><published>2011-08-15T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T07:00:05.342-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On to the next'/><title type='text'>8 Interviews later....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y'all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a runaway train lately.  Feeling like I can't catch my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been "looking".  Working on my work "life" story, practicing answering those questions, making sure my suits are oh so appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that the people I meet with will "see" me.  See my potential.  See my fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight in person and phone interviews with eight different people for one position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seems a bit much, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very patiently waiting.  I know it is a virtue &amp;amp; one that I really strive to attain but.... Honestly?  I'm not there yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight interviews later and they decide that experience in a certain industry is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears were shed.  Eyes were dried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to look at the positive side, I've had a lot of practice now!  On to the next!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-6067019926606610588?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6067019926606610588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=6067019926606610588' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6067019926606610588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6067019926606610588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/08/8-interviews-later.html' title='8 Interviews later....'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-3459545917424960617</id><published>2011-08-08T18:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T18:00:04.047-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Bumpkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fly Baby Fly'/><title type='text'>Fly Free, Fly High</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I think back at all that has transpired this past year one thing that has rocked my world to the core was the loss of beloved Lisa.  If you didn't have a chance to get to know &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://bumpkinonaswing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lisa &lt;/a&gt;you still can.  Her beauty is one that never fades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made me laugh, she made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times she made me drool.  As in this time she posted a recipe for &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://bumpkinonaswing.blogspot.com/2010/07/paula-deeni-love-your-more-than.html"&gt;Krispy Kreme Bread Pudding&lt;/a&gt; which looked amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lw-65pc10Eo/TDye1hmf-xI/AAAAAAAAFmM/t4Tp2X_mHd0/s400/nomnomnom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lw-65pc10Eo/TDye1hmf-xI/AAAAAAAAFmM/t4Tp2X_mHd0/s400/nomnomnom.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My comment&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh for SHUT THE F UP! Save me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; Can I come over when you make this? How about just shipping me some? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her Response&lt;/span&gt;: You're hilarious, love that about you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Schedule a dentist appointment for the next day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can also be made with powdered sugar donuts as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would bake up a storm if  you really were coming, if nothing else, you'd go home with tight britches dahlin'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those witty comments and the quick emails to check up on a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her beautiful posts.  The images she found were breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a  beautiful woman who was one to uplift others. Always with a kind word and a funny comeback.  She celebrated being a woman &amp;amp; lifted us all up with these beautiful pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2re9isuCe1qb947eo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 700px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2re9isuCe1qb947eo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3dbsa44Ys1qaois4o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 466px; height: 700px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3dbsa44Ys1qaois4o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2slrlieeu1qbl7clo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 356px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2slrlieeu1qbl7clo1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3ekqd3kGv1qb66x9o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 446px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3ekqd3kGv1qb66x9o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzdlzgO4Kh1qa99mco1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 694px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzdlzgO4Kh1qa99mco1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was passionate about the beauties in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l10l18E6Xj1qzdiqvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 625px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l10l18E6Xj1qzdiqvo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzr7d3jxEw1qb86v4o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzr7d3jxEw1qb86v4o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2nrwzp2D21qb947eo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 308px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2nrwzp2D21qb947eo1_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3njvxuJh01qbacs4o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3njvxuJh01qbacs4o1_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2y2ohrVWH1qbn7hio1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 611px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2y2ohrVWH1qbn7hio1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the SATC quotes and her love for Carrie Bradshaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3cravT29K1qbn7hio1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 636px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3cravT29K1qbn7hio1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1un99YzfH1qbx2ido1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l1un99YzfH1qbx2ido1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzypqqk6y51qzmvroo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 410px; height: 434px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzypqqk6y51qzmvroo1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kz3gk6bA3C1qb67bto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 628px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kz3gk6bA3C1qb67bto1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3nhqmJlOf1qbn7hio1_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 307px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3nhqmJlOf1qbn7hio1_250.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa, I know you had so much love in your life.  I'm so thankful to have had you in mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly Free, Fly High Sweet Bumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/THU41GC11_I/AAAAAAAAHIg/I-SmPPRjheo/s640/LISA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 472px; height: 640px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/THU41GC11_I/AAAAAAAAHIg/I-SmPPRjheo/s640/LISA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all images via &lt;a href="http://bumpkinonaswing.tumblr.com/archive"&gt;Bumpkin on a Swing Tumblr&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://bumpkinonaswing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bumpkin on a Swing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-3459545917424960617?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/3459545917424960617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=3459545917424960617' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3459545917424960617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3459545917424960617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/08/fly-free-fly-high.html' title='Fly Free, Fly High'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lw-65pc10Eo/TDye1hmf-xI/AAAAAAAAFmM/t4Tp2X_mHd0/s72-c/nomnomnom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-2872566263428192180</id><published>2011-08-04T20:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T20:36:58.735-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half way there'/><title type='text'>We're halfway there</title><content type='html'>Thank you so much.  So many of you stopped in, let me know you were thinking of us and praying for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say enough thank you's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've known since Memorial Day that Mr. Potts' job was in danger with his company potentially being sold.  He learned today that while things will be changing, he'll still be employed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So half of what we've been so anxious/worried/stressed out about is behind us.  We still have half of our obstacles in front of us, but I'm so thankful that we're at the half-way point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all again for your thoughts and prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to regular posting soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-2872566263428192180?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2872566263428192180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=2872566263428192180' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2872566263428192180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2872566263428192180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/08/were-halfway-there.html' title='We&apos;re halfway there'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-8562873427121270908</id><published>2011-07-12T07:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T07:00:04.456-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starting and stopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing and erasing'/><title type='text'>I've started and stopped and started and stopped....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've sat on this post for several weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep starting to type it out and then erase it once half written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start again and then delete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to post around it and not necessarily focus on what I truly want to write about.  I want to sit down and pour my heart out.  List out and detail all the worries that are sitting on my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write about future dreams and hopes and wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I can't.  Not yet.  There are changes afoot which I can't talk about.  But I will.  As soon as there are some resolutions to be had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, if you've got a free minute to think about the Potts family or lift us up in a prayer for good timing and good things, this girl would sure appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-8562873427121270908?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8562873427121270908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=8562873427121270908' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8562873427121270908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8562873427121270908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/07/ive-started-and-stopped-and-started-and.html' title='I&apos;ve started and stopped and started and stopped....'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-5264323125902005000</id><published>2011-07-01T09:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T10:05:48.916-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabulous Friday Pool Edition'/><title type='text'>Fabulous Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why hello Friday!  So happy to see you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Took you long enough to get here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that italics will now be my new sarcastic font.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got a ton going on right now.  Changes are afoot my friends.  Changes are afoot.  Aren't they always though?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes  or not Mr. Potts and I have plans to spend most of our weekend by  pools.  Various pools, good friends...what more could you ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about pools, couldn't you just dive into these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.poolandspa.com/images/pool-34-110807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 522px; height: 391px;" src="http://www.poolandspa.com/images/pool-34-110807.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.poolandspa.com/images/pool-31-110807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 511px; height: 492px;" src="http://www.poolandspa.com/images/pool-31-110807.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.poolandspa.com/images/POOL-061209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 498px; height: 332px;" src="http://www.poolandspa.com/images/POOL-061209.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.poolandspa.com/images-cool/pool-rik-9-loving%20the%20night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 516px; height: 343px;" src="http://www.poolandspa.com/images-cool/pool-rik-9-loving%20the%20night.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.poolandspa.com/images/pool-012009-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 525px; height: 700px;" src="http://www.poolandspa.com/images/pool-012009-6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.poolandspa.com/images/pool-43-110807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 503px; height: 385px;" src="http://www.poolandspa.com/images/pool-43-110807.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.poolandspa.com/images-cool/pool-rik-17-Blended%20skyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 495px; height: 385px;" src="http://www.poolandspa.com/images-cool/pool-rik-17-Blended%20skyline.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poolandspa.com/images/pool-18-110807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 531px; height: 412px;" src="http://www.poolandspa.com/images/pool-18-110807.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe not dive in, but definitely lounge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful weekend &amp;amp; Happy 4th of July!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All images &lt;a href="http://www.poolandspa.com/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-5264323125902005000?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5264323125902005000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=5264323125902005000' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5264323125902005000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5264323125902005000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/07/fabulous-friday.html' title='Fabulous Friday'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-532078240620999952</id><published>2011-06-29T20:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T20:41:22.685-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not so wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Let's go with Wordless Wednesday, yes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://onlyfunnyjokes.com/bestoftheweb/photos/2010/04/big-doggy-small-sofa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 360px;" src="http://onlyfunnyjokes.com/bestoftheweb/photos/2010/04/big-doggy-small-sofa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fillinn.com/img/fun/have-you-ever-been-this-tired/have-you-ever-been-this-tired24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 474px; height: 380px;" src="http://www.fillinn.com/img/fun/have-you-ever-been-this-tired/have-you-ever-been-this-tired24.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://api.ning.com/files/7nvE8bgC*7xjFzbIfRYthl8m5OrEJpuHroo5xVvrGmx81DvMBIBl7Pe-*GYtzfJus9BaX8m6Mg8V0ES0Ibmx5jKuW1X3r6iN/tired3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 518px; height: 346px;" src="http://api.ning.com/files/7nvE8bgC*7xjFzbIfRYthl8m5OrEJpuHroo5xVvrGmx81DvMBIBl7Pe-*GYtzfJus9BaX8m6Mg8V0ES0Ibmx5jKuW1X3r6iN/tired3.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ineedmotivation.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 470px; height: 325px;" src="http://www.ineedmotivation.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/tired.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wayodd.com/funny-pictures2/funny-pictures-third-tired-cat-GBC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://www.wayodd.com/funny-pictures2/funny-pictures-third-tired-cat-GBC.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Any tips on how to get past the overwhelming feeling of exhaustion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-532078240620999952?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/532078240620999952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=532078240620999952' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/532078240620999952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/532078240620999952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/06/lets-go-with-wordless-wednesday-yes.html' title='Let&apos;s go with Wordless Wednesday, yes?'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-4035718575063834140</id><published>2011-06-15T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T07:00:15.021-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpletastic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Help making a choice'/><title type='text'>By the wayside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I looked up to the person I was talking to yesterday and asked if it was weird that I was ready for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, it was Tuesday when I asked that.  TUESDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will end up being quite a long week.  It seems like my last few weeks have just been long weeks and the weekends just fly by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things fall by the wayside as my life gets more and more hectic.  Work is hectic and stressful.  Family life is hectic and stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it seem that your life flies by more quickly as you get older?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need your opinion.  So if you skip all the above, please, please leave me your pick for a dress for Mr. Potts' sister's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dresses below are what I've narrowed it down to.  I'd like to be able to go in, try on one dress and be done with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dress must be long &amp;amp; must be the color lapis.  Which in David's Bridal color means purple.  Not a true lapis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/diamond/images/gp09lapislazuli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/diamond/images/gp09lapislazuli.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/diamond/gp09lapislazuli.html"&gt;image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VPbTn6Cq01E/TfgDLtUoaaI/AAAAAAAABYA/2ocKapm6QPU/s1600/db1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VPbTn6Cq01E/TfgDLtUoaaI/AAAAAAAABYA/2ocKapm6QPU/s400/db1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618244034824268194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbvScIa3LLs/TfgDMCltS5I/AAAAAAAABYI/STZGUPSyKvA/s1600/db2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbvScIa3LLs/TfgDMCltS5I/AAAAAAAABYI/STZGUPSyKvA/s400/db2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618244040533035922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EzqlQ3tsbtQ/TfgDMQzphWI/AAAAAAAABYQ/9lHJPSAZIjA/s1600/db3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EzqlQ3tsbtQ/TfgDMQzphWI/AAAAAAAABYQ/9lHJPSAZIjA/s400/db3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618244044349605218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All images from &lt;a href="http://www.davidsbridal.com/Browse_Bridal-Party-Bridesmaids-Long-Bridesmaid-Dresses"&gt;David's Bridal&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-4035718575063834140?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/4035718575063834140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=4035718575063834140' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4035718575063834140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4035718575063834140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/06/by-wayside.html' title='By the wayside'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VPbTn6Cq01E/TfgDLtUoaaI/AAAAAAAABYA/2ocKapm6QPU/s72-c/db1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-1767615078000129531</id><published>2011-06-07T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T08:48:54.209-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shasta Love'/><title type='text'>Summertime Giveaways - Spreading the Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you ever see a giveaway on a blog and think to yourself, "I'd LOVE to win that,"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've hit the motherlode of giveaways the last two days and am sharing the details with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can thank me later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or split the giveaway with me if you win. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shastaanne.com/2011/06/pay-it-forward-and-summertime-giveaway.html"&gt;Shasta Anne has a giveaway for the month of June&lt;/a&gt; that is to die for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A super cute monogrammed beach bag &amp;amp; towel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-XSPx7UoyifE/Te0bQ6fzo-I/AAAAAAAABbI/n1AqTFHI5-M/BeachBagResized_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 407px; height: 339px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-XSPx7UoyifE/Te0bQ6fzo-I/AAAAAAAABbI/n1AqTFHI5-M/BeachBagResized_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tantasia by Jane Iredale self tanner and bronzer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-xjnv0JRc1hE/Te0bRV5u1SI/AAAAAAAABbM/qOerfd6dehc/tantasia%25255B8%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 393px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-xjnv0JRc1hE/Te0bRV5u1SI/AAAAAAAABbM/qOerfd6dehc/tantasia%25255B8%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sun by sun laboratories self tanner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-U56xGbNfPHk/Te0bS-Qg9GI/AAAAAAAABbQ/JLpIMKVWMDA/sun%25255B11%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 359px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-U56xGbNfPHk/Te0bS-Qg9GI/AAAAAAAABbQ/JLpIMKVWMDA/sun%25255B11%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best part?  That isn't even everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get yourself over to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.shastaanne.com/2011/06/pay-it-forward-and-summertime-giveaway.html"&gt;Shasta Anne's June Giveaway&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; sign up for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, you can thank me later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-1767615078000129531?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/1767615078000129531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=1767615078000129531' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1767615078000129531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1767615078000129531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/06/summertime-giveaways-spreading-love.html' title='Summertime Giveaways - Spreading the Love'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-XSPx7UoyifE/Te0bQ6fzo-I/AAAAAAAABbI/n1AqTFHI5-M/s72-c/BeachBagResized_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-802546666876445340</id><published>2011-06-06T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T07:00:06.584-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend fly bys'/><title type='text'>How quickly did your weekend fly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Summer weekends tend to pass by oh so quickly in the Potts' household.  We seem to savor every second and by the end of Sunday evening are wondering where the time went?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, our time flew by out on the lake.  We took the boat out both days this weekend.  Saturday with two friends of ours and today just the two of us.  When we head out we tend to find a quiet cove, drop anchor and spend the day in and out of the water relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was no exception.  With temperatures in the mid to upper 90's each day we spent more time in the water than out.  I think we're going to be in for another long, hot summer which means that by mid-July the water will be bathwater warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another leg procedure coming up on Wednesday.  Not like the last one, but injections into my legs.  It means I'll be back in compression hose for another two weeks.  Send up a little prayer for some 80's to come my way the next two weeks, pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We plan to deal with the compression hose with movies.  The new X-Men, specifically next weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your weekend?  Did you spend time outdoors or hunkered down indoors in the AC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-802546666876445340?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/802546666876445340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=802546666876445340' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/802546666876445340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/802546666876445340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-quickly-did-your-weekend-fly.html' title='How quickly did your weekend fly?'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-1186600064265990526</id><published>2011-05-27T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T08:59:00.894-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Friday Musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't it funny how most of us look forward to the weekend?  For me, the rest of the week just drags by.  Saturday and Sunday?  They fly by!  If you're anything like me your weekends are just jam packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family, friends, dogs (couldn't forget the walks with my favorite girl)....if we're lucky a day or two out on the lake with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lead a blessed life.  Indeed, we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of my intent to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-milk.html"&gt;savor life&lt;/a&gt; I have been reflecting on these facets quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focusing on what is special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R-gWgtErb8U/Td-dp1YXVvI/AAAAAAAABW0/EV79Ihgn6uM/s1600/Bluestein%2Bwedding%2B026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R-gWgtErb8U/Td-dp1YXVvI/AAAAAAAABW0/EV79Ihgn6uM/s400/Bluestein%2Bwedding%2B026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611377002756396786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fW2B4Cpkew8/Td-ePDCf2jI/AAAAAAAABXc/gnADbxpLrBI/s1600/Summer%2B2010%2B-%2BAndy%2527s%2B35th%2BBirthday%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fW2B4Cpkew8/Td-ePDCf2jI/AAAAAAAABXc/gnADbxpLrBI/s400/Summer%2B2010%2B-%2BAndy%2527s%2B35th%2BBirthday%2B002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611377642077936178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl.  Y'all.  This girl has been by my side (towering over me is more like it) for the longest time.  She has the biggest heart and the strongest backbone of anyone I know.  I adore her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bodLjHlZ22E/Td-ePo7nxpI/AAAAAAAABXs/ZOWaHpcgrJw/s1600/Summer%2B2010%2B-%2BAndy%2527s%2B35th%2BBirthday%2B053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bodLjHlZ22E/Td-ePo7nxpI/AAAAAAAABXs/ZOWaHpcgrJw/s400/Summer%2B2010%2B-%2BAndy%2527s%2B35th%2BBirthday%2B053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611377652249642642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl.  She went through a devastating loss and smiles.  She encourages others and shares of herself.  She gives and gives even though so much has been taken from her.  The strength of an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KYdqNpTs3vI/Td-dqa0mr1I/AAAAAAAABXM/QGPwlDMLPPA/s1600/Casey%2527s%2BWedding%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KYdqNpTs3vI/Td-dqa0mr1I/AAAAAAAABXM/QGPwlDMLPPA/s400/Casey%2527s%2BWedding%2B001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611377012806954834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These little ones.  I adore them more than words could ever express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E3U2KedFaFw/Td-dqh2DqaI/AAAAAAAABXU/1z6k7CommKo/s1600/Serena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E3U2KedFaFw/Td-dqh2DqaI/AAAAAAAABXU/1z6k7CommKo/s400/Serena.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611377014692096418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MJrj_0aRSqI/Td-dqGFbzoI/AAAAAAAABXE/zP-Bc6oCc2w/s1600/Bluestein%2Bwedding%2B196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MJrj_0aRSqI/Td-dqGFbzoI/AAAAAAAABXE/zP-Bc6oCc2w/s400/Bluestein%2Bwedding%2B196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611377007240400514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that they love their Uncle Mr. Potts is the icing to my proverbial cupcake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ARc4Jtgusf4/Td-ePb74XwI/AAAAAAAABXk/gIYc25aDEqI/s1600/Summer%2B2010%2B-%2BAndy%2527s%2B35th%2BBirthday%2B038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ARc4Jtgusf4/Td-ePb74XwI/AAAAAAAABXk/gIYc25aDEqI/s400/Summer%2B2010%2B-%2BAndy%2527s%2B35th%2BBirthday%2B038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611377648761069314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;**I'd include my momma in this montage, but she doesn't like to have her picture taken.  I'm lucky that the one in the upper right corner of the blog even happened.** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people; they're our family too.  The ones we've chosen and we love them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxcKiBgaaWk/Td-eP_EybRI/AAAAAAAABX0/yMESJwi4NdQ/s1600/Summer%2B2010%2B-%2BAndy%2527s%2B35th%2BBirthday%2B058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxcKiBgaaWk/Td-eP_EybRI/AAAAAAAABX0/yMESJwi4NdQ/s400/Summer%2B2010%2B-%2BAndy%2527s%2B35th%2BBirthday%2B058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611377658193669394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know the picture is a little blurry - we know I don't have the best camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite an introspective Friday, huh?  Who (or what) are you thankful for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-1186600064265990526?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/1186600064265990526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=1186600064265990526' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1186600064265990526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1186600064265990526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/05/friday-musings.html' title='Friday Musings'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R-gWgtErb8U/Td-dp1YXVvI/AAAAAAAABW0/EV79Ihgn6uM/s72-c/Bluestein%2Bwedding%2B026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-4331517870472510893</id><published>2011-05-18T07:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T08:36:44.789-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='savoring the milk'/><title type='text'>New Milk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The more I thought about my last post and what it started to mean for me I realized I wasn't focusing only on my chocolate milk.  Because while chocolate milk is super yummy in my opinion, I began to focus on other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes after I begin to think about things I realize that the thought I "identified as trivial" was in truth very eye opening.  Hence the follow up post to drinking chocolate milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I thought about this today I realized that there are so many things I "gulp", things I rush though.  When I look at Mr. Potts and his ability to savor, THAT is what I want to incorporate in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the realization that I "gulp" but would rather savor, I'll be making an effort to savor things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deck is loaded with gorgeous pots of impatiens we planted. What a wonderful way to spend a spring afternoon.  Not rushing off to do the next best thing but soaking in their beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savor my impatiens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savor my time outside that I can read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savor the long walks that Hayden and I take that give us together time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savor the joy that washes over me when my mom calls to tell me that my niece or nephew want to talk to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savor the joy deep in my heart when Mr. Potts looks at me and tells me he gets me.  He "Gets" what gets me upset and will help me manage it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to savor the sunsets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to savor the time with my mom, Mr. Potts' Mom &amp;amp; Stepdad, His Dad &amp;amp; Stepmom, His Meme (MY Meme now), my Dad &amp;amp; Stepmom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to look back 5 years from now and feel as if I've savored all that I had the opportunity to.  I don't want to miss a single moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you join with me in slowing down &amp;amp; savoring things?  Memories, Dinners, a Stroll in the Spring Summer, Playing with a precious puppy, Savoring your Chocolate milk.  Will you join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you want to look back on and be proud that you've savored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-4331517870472510893?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/4331517870472510893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=4331517870472510893' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4331517870472510893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4331517870472510893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-milk.html' title='New Milk'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-7481965044229937038</id><published>2011-05-16T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T07:00:00.452-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How I take my milk'/><title type='text'>How do you drink your milk?</title><content type='html'>The past few weeks have been beyond hectic for me and Mr. Potts.  We're both super busy at work and dealing with a lot of stress with both of our jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Vermont last week for a quick trip and was so thankful to be home early Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were watching TV together on Thursday when I had a craving for chocolate milk.  It doesn't happen often, but I keep a supply of chocolate syrup on hand for those times when the craving hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I announced that I was going to have a glass Mr. Potts followed me into the kitchen and told me that he'd like a glass too.  Both glasses ready, we sat back down to finish whichever show we were watching and I proceeded to drink my milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't much in my life I don't do quickly.  I eat my food quickly, I drink my coffee quickly in the mornings, when I'm in the gym, I want to get in and get out.  The pattern is pretty clear to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts on the other hand, eats his dinner slowly.  He is patient and never rushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it should have been no surprise to me that after I had drained my glass, he had taken only a few sips.  It was much like everything that we do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes his time, he savors the moment, he enjoys the actions.  I, on the other hand, have a tendency to rush through things.  It is one thing that I know I do and that I would like to become more thoughtful about.  I want to savor my experiences, even if it is just a glass of chocolate milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that I need to work on, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what about you?  Do you savor the experience or do you gulp it down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you drink your chocolate milk?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-7481965044229937038?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/7481965044229937038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=7481965044229937038' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7481965044229937038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7481965044229937038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-do-you-drink-your-milk.html' title='How do you drink your milk?'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-8841522457667046466</id><published>2011-04-28T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T07:00:05.371-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just a few'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a little randomness never hurt anyone'/><title type='text'>Just a few</title><content type='html'>Random thoughts.  It seems to be about all I can manage right now.  My brain &amp;amp; body are tired.  so here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My leg is healing, but it hurts.  The bruises are kind of funny - 4 little ones in a straight line up my calf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair - I'm really loving the length and the bangs right now.  I'll be growing the bangs for the summer though since humidity + bangs x natural wave = unflattering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to dinner last night with my boss &amp;amp; co-worker.  While the food &amp;amp; conversation were good, I would have liked to have been home relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jonesing to read&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bossypants-Tina-Fey/dp/0316056863/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1303954859&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt; Tina Fey's&lt;/a&gt; new novel.  Anyone out there loving it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made plans to go out with another couple this weekend, something we were really excited about doing.  Until the wife decided a super hard to get into restaurant would be the best place to go...along with her two children under 5.  Not sure that we'll even get in, especially not with a party of 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts has been the best about going for walks with me.  Love that, especially since it gives us a chance to catch up on our days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been home three weeks in a row &amp;amp; will be home next week too.  I could get used to this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is going on with the crazy weather lately? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.  Brain has been dumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share - any random thoughts/observations welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-8841522457667046466?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8841522457667046466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=8841522457667046466' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8841522457667046466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8841522457667046466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-few.html' title='Just a few'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-2668140380914366095</id><published>2011-04-22T07:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T10:13:54.324-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Happiness'/><title type='text'>Friday Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Type a little and then "Backspace". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type a little, shake my head and then "Backspace".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things are twirling around in my head this morning.  I think though that today, I'll focus on the things that make me smile.  Not much in the way of form or content, but you'll forgive me this time, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain on a Friday.  Not the best day for rain (I tend to like mine sunny, you know?) but it does bring a bit of relief from the pollen in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to spend time with the munchkins again this weekend.  Nothing makes me happier than their smiling faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cozy weekends with not much planned on the social calendar.  It seems like the last few weeks have been jam packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derby weekend is coming soon.  We won't be in Louisville, but we'll be watching the races.  Perhaps placing our dollar bets.  Do you watch and bet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, what is making you happy today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-2668140380914366095?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2668140380914366095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=2668140380914366095' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2668140380914366095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2668140380914366095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-happiness.html' title='Friday Happiness'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-2334399949906697520</id><published>2011-04-19T07:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:32:43.249-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a little randomness never hurt anyone'/><title type='text'>A little randomosity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've done it in the past and I'm sure I'll do it again.  Random things that pop into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome.  Or I'm sorry.  You pick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chicken burgers tonight (ground chicken breast meat) with pimento cheese on an English Muffin.  It's been calling my name.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think I'd like sweet potato fries to go with that.  Does Trader Joe's have them?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;My leg is feeling better.  I'm trying to move around as much as possible to keep it from getting stiff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've pretty much lost my voice due to the beautiful weather (and all the pollen in the air).  I love Spring, but I'm thinking the combo of compression hose and a hospital mask may scare people if I go out in public like that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I could be more for my niece.  I feel like now is the time in her life when she needs great influences to help point her in the direction of good choices.  Her mother is a failure in that department.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to take her and my nephew to see Rio this Saturday.  I can't wait - hope they'll enjoy it as much as I'm sure I will.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is Tuesday.  What's going on in your brain today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-2334399949906697520?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2334399949906697520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=2334399949906697520' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2334399949906697520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2334399949906697520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-randomosity.html' title='A little randomosity'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-6805202894484165391</id><published>2011-04-15T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T10:45:51.400-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Friday Friday'/><title type='text'>Friday, its so good to see you again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bullet style today cause that's about all I can manage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;It doesn't matter if it is going to rain tomorrow, I'm happy the weekend is here!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you for all the well-wishes from my post yesterday.  The leg will get better and the bruising is going to be hellacious, but as a girlfriend pointed out to me, at least it wasn't the first time or I wouldn't have gone back!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if we could have a week's vacation every three months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr. Potts is an angel for helping me out the last few days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm thinking that tonight may be burgers with pimento cheese on English Muffins (a la &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.thecowfish.com/menu/"&gt;Cowfish&lt;/a&gt;).  Yum.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm craving sushi &amp;amp; would like to head back to Cowfish.  If you're in Charlotte and love sushi (or burgers) this is the place for you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Friday, y'all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-6805202894484165391?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6805202894484165391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=6805202894484165391' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6805202894484165391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6805202894484165391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-its-so-good-to-see-you-again.html' title='Friday, its so good to see you again!'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-8862765867836719914</id><published>2011-04-14T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T11:18:49.122-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouch'/><title type='text'>If it makes you happy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm focusing on the good today.  Yesterday was my second &lt;a href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/03/thankful-thursday.html"&gt;leg procedure&lt;/a&gt;.  There are some times when a repeat is a great thing.  Yesterday's procedure was not one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day yesterday could not have been more different than the first time.  My sedative didn't seem to work.  The local anesthesia didn't seem to kick in; y'all, I could feel every single thing.  I was in tears during that procedure.  Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a stressful day that I'm thrilled it is over.  I'm so glad that today is a new day &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and that I won't have to go through that procedure again&lt;/span&gt;.  This makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Thankful Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-8862765867836719914?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8862765867836719914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=8862765867836719914' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8862765867836719914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8862765867836719914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-it-makes-you-happy.html' title='If it makes you happy....'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-8405410652794613221</id><published>2011-04-12T07:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T07:00:18.796-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peanut butter heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackpot'/><title type='text'>I have been to Nirvana...it tastes like Bananas and Peanut Butter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know that I've ever shared for you my love of peanut butter and banana sandwiches.  Have I?  If not, I'm so sorry.  I've been holding out on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could eat a peanut butter and banana sandwich every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On whole wheat bread, on a toasted English Muffin...if it is bread with a banana and peanut butter, I'll probably be all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have a quirk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My banana must be yellow.  Maybe even slightly green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to buy bananas that look like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecoki.com/wp-content/uploads/banana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 246px;" src="http://ecoki.com/wp-content/uploads/banana.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecoki.com/"&gt;image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts tells me I tend to like my bananas crispy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be a grain of truth to that because truth be told, the minute a banana has a brown spot I won't touch it with a ten foot pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LvR7XfnpJMQ/TH9KV-qWGWI/AAAAAAAAAlg/_a5xpAOKHgY/s1600/DSC01914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LvR7XfnpJMQ/TH9KV-qWGWI/AAAAAAAAAlg/_a5xpAOKHgY/s1600/DSC01914.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bakinglibrary.blogspot.com/"&gt;image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that bananas like this are good for is banana bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night Mr. Potts asked me to make some banana bread soon.  The minute I saw brown spots on the bananas I just bought, I knew he'd be getting his wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a good banana bread recipe, but I remembered a peanut butter banana bread recipe I saw recently and knew that I'd be making it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit the peanut butter/banana combo jackpot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll thank me later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myrecipes.com/recipe/peanut-butter-banana-bread-10000002012779/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Peanut Butter Banana Bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bread&lt;ul class="textItems"&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 1/2 cups mashed ripe banana &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/3 cup plain fat-free yogurt &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/3 cup creamy peanut butter &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 tablespoons butter, melted &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2  large eggs &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 cup granulated sugar &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 cup packed brown sugar &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 3/4 ounces all-purpose flour (about 1 1/2 cups) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 cup ground flaxseed &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3/4 teaspoon baking soda &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/8 teaspoon ground allspice &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tablespoons chopped dry-roasted peanuts &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  Cooking spray &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Glaze:&lt;ul class="textItems"&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/3 cup powdered sugar &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon 1% low-fat milk &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon creamy peanut butter &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;h3 class="preparation"&gt;Preparation&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div class="textItems"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;1. Preheat oven to 350°.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. To prepare bread, combine first 5 ingredients in a large bowl;  beat with a mixer at medium speed. Add granulated and brown sugars; beat  until blended.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Weigh or lightly spoon flour into dry measuring cups; level with a  knife. Combine flour and next 5 ingredients (through allspice) in a  small bowl. Add flour mixture to banana mixture; beat just until  blended. Stir in nuts. Pour batter into a 9 x 5-inch loaf pan coated  with cooking spray. Bake at 350° for 1 hour and 5 minutes or until a  wooden pick inserted in center comes out clean. Remove from oven; cool  10 minutes in pan on a wire rack. Remove bread from pan; cool.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. To prepare glaze, combine powdered sugar, milk, and 1 tablespoon  peanut butter in a small bowl, stirring with a whisk. Drizzle glaze over  bread.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Notes&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I left out the allspice, flaxseed and peanuts since I didn't have these in the house.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I substituted low fat sour cream for the yogurt since I didn't have the yogurt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could sit and eat the whole loaf with the glaze I would.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-8405410652794613221?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8405410652794613221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=8405410652794613221' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8405410652794613221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8405410652794613221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-have-been-to-nirvanait-tastes-like.html' title='I have been to Nirvana...it tastes like Bananas and Peanut Butter'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LvR7XfnpJMQ/TH9KV-qWGWI/AAAAAAAAAlg/_a5xpAOKHgY/s72-c/DSC01914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-1033673437099108941</id><published>2011-03-30T21:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T21:19:15.529-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My chompers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my stems'/><title type='text'>White Teeth, not White Legs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The time is here.  We're getting ready to head to Indianapolis for our good friends' wedding.  Surprisingly, with most of New England hunkering down (again) for what some are predicting as the&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.weather.com/outlook/weather-news/news/articles/tracking-the-late-season-noreaster_2011-03-30"&gt; last Nor'easter of the year&lt;/a&gt;, we'll have good weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're staying at the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://conradhotels1.hilton.com/en/ch/hotels/index.do?ctyhocn=INDCICI&amp;amp;brand_id=HI&amp;amp;brand_directory=/en/hi/&amp;amp;xch=863276646,KHVXXUTQJA1JOCSGBJC4D4Q"&gt;Conrad Indianapolis&lt;/a&gt; and we're hopeful that my Hilton status will garner us a suite upgrade.  Fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dress that I originally wanted to order was sold out by the time that I got around to ordering it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did find another dress that I thought was fun and would fit the bill.  I can't find it online, but I'll post a picture later, promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been prepping for the weekend, working to ensure that my teeth are white and my legs are not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do need your help, as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I had my leg done it is healing well, however, I'm experiencing some bruising still.  I've been using self tanner on my legs the last few days, but I'm a little nervous that the bruises will still show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that the focus will be on me at all, but still, I want to look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, any suggestions for a spray that I can pack with me for the day of to "camouflage" my bruises? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump Day, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-1033673437099108941?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/1033673437099108941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=1033673437099108941' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1033673437099108941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1033673437099108941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/03/white-teeth-not-white-legs.html' title='White Teeth, not White Legs'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-2629604749544900060</id><published>2011-03-24T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T09:49:20.923-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shea Butter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shea What'/><title type='text'>Shea What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recently I signed up to receive a free beauty pack from Target that would include some beauty samples, coupons &amp;amp; a &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/Sonia-Kashuk-Geometric-Cosmetic-Collection/dp/B004NOVYVI/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;searchView=grid5&amp;amp;keywords=sonia%20kashuk%20makeup%20bags&amp;amp;fromGsearch=true&amp;amp;sr=1-5&amp;amp;qid=1300973885&amp;amp;rh=&amp;amp;searchRank=target104545&amp;amp;id=Sonia%20Kashuk%20Geometric%20Cosmetic%20Collection&amp;amp;node=1038576%7C1287991011&amp;amp;searchSize=30&amp;amp;searchPage=1&amp;amp;searchNodeID=1038576%7C1287991011&amp;amp;searchBinNameList=subjectbin%2Cprice%2Ctarget_com_primary_color-bin%2Ctarget_com_size-bin%2Ctarget_com_brand-bin&amp;amp;frombrowse=0"&gt;Sonia Kashuk&lt;/a&gt; makeup bag.  I had forgotten that I signed up for it, so when I checked the mail yesterday and it was there I was thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I tore it open I noticed that one of the samples was the Frederick Fekkai Advanced Essentials Shea Shampoo and Conditioner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/31C7EAfO3vL._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/31C7EAfO3vL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, I'm pretty funny about my hair.  I like it soft and flowy.  I don't like frizz.  This whole frizz avoidance thing is hard for me in the South.  Many of you know that the following is true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Southern Humidity + Natural Wave = High Frizz Probability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to give the samples a try this morning since the last few days the humidity has been kicking it up a notch in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was blow-drying my hair this morning I noticed an immediate difference.  My hair was softer than normal.  It also seemed to be drying more smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have a better idea by the end of the day how I'm loving this, but y'all, I may have found a new "Go To".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Friday!  Is anyone as excited as I am?  When your Tuesday mid-day feels like you've already been through most of the week &amp;amp; instead feels like Thursday, you know you're in for a LONG week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-2629604749544900060?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2629604749544900060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=2629604749544900060' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2629604749544900060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2629604749544900060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/03/shea-what.html' title='Shea What?'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-3525801278183506542</id><published>2011-03-23T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T09:16:31.314-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring memories'/><title type='text'>The Days of Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The weather that we've been experiencing lately has my brain about to explode.  It makes me long to be outside in the sun relaxing.  I love to ride with the sunroof open &amp;amp; the windows slightly cracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't do all the way down because then my hair become Medusa like.  Well, that and the fact that I took Hayden with me to pick up Mr. Potts Monday night and my backseat is now covered in yellow lab hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the windows are down and there is hair in the back...can you imagine the swirling amounts of hair?  Not good when the majority of clothes I wear to work are dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the original thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of weather just makes me happy.  It reminds me of happy times spent in the sun laughing with friends, reading a book or sitting on the deck with Mr. Potts on a warm Friday after work just catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of my precious niece and how sweet she is all dressed up for Spring/Easter.  She loved this little dress and this has to be one of my most favorite pictures of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fkh3Rzt5REI/TYnxq9yO9YI/AAAAAAAABWs/qJBVc7ZYvxc/s1600/Serena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fkh3Rzt5REI/TYnxq9yO9YI/AAAAAAAABWs/qJBVc7ZYvxc/s400/Serena.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587262533171869058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My word, she was tiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't have a picture of one without the other, can we?  Must be one of my favorites of my sweet nephew.  He loves his "Hade-dog" and she certainly loves him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYbj-hi6VSE/TYnxqqKjzTI/AAAAAAAABWk/MDfr7WcHNJg/s1600/Spring%2B2009%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYbj-hi6VSE/TYnxqqKjzTI/AAAAAAAABWk/MDfr7WcHNJg/s400/Spring%2B2009%2B015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587262527905189170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my favorite spring time memories involve Mr. Potts.  We had all our family together here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wnGid5rLAxY/TYnxqegasCI/AAAAAAAABWc/oZVp_titgSw/s1600/Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wnGid5rLAxY/TYnxqegasCI/AAAAAAAABWc/oZVp_titgSw/s400/Family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587262524775641122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that big girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does Spring do the same thing to you?  Have you remembering happy times you've had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-3525801278183506542?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/3525801278183506542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=3525801278183506542' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3525801278183506542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3525801278183506542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/03/days-of-spring.html' title='The Days of Spring'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fkh3Rzt5REI/TYnxq9yO9YI/AAAAAAAABWs/qJBVc7ZYvxc/s72-c/Serena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-8421908316700272602</id><published>2011-03-21T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T07:00:20.611-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single girl time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekends in Vegas'/><title type='text'>Single Girl Behavior</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past weekend I indulged in a lot of single girl behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts went to Vegas to celebrate a bachelor weekend.  His weekend began with a first class flight Saturday morning.  He said that it is all because of me.  He's gotten used to flying first class when we travel and the thought of flying coach to Vegas just wasn't working for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fault.  Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I spent outside imbibing adult beverages and hanging out with some of my besties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may or may not have begun the day with mimosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may or may not have spent the entire day imbibing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may or may not have gone home &amp;amp; promptly gone to sleep.  After washing my face &amp;amp; taking care of my teeth. Because I'm obsessive about my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bed time Saturday night?  8:30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning when I called Mr. Potts I whispered into his voice mail.  Since he's in Vegas, I wasn't sure that a chipper, "Good Morning!" would be anything he'd appreciate.  And then I realized I was whispering into a voice mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whispering wasn't necessary as he explained when he called me back after a while later.  He'd been up all night because the bachelor wasn't ready to go to sleep and wanted to gamble more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun weekend...for us both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed tuna/pasta salad, glasses on all day Sunday, a girlfriend coming to get me to take me to my car (because while I indulged in single girl behavior, I didn't revert back to unsafe single girl behavior!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends like that are so much fun.  I miss Mr. Potts though and will be happy when he gets home.  Although I'm so jealous that he went to Vegas (I've been jonesing for a while to go), I'm happy he had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm certain he'll pay the price for it next week.  Recovering is never as easy as you get older. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what "single girl" behavior do you indulge in on weekends alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-8421908316700272602?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8421908316700272602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=8421908316700272602' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8421908316700272602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8421908316700272602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/03/single-girl-behavior.html' title='Single Girl Behavior'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-5899877368993308826</id><published>2011-03-18T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T08:24:26.307-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mexican food'/><title type='text'>I'm ethnically diverse....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When it comes to food that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that celebrated St. Patrick's day yesterday, I applaud you.  I broke out the only green item in my closet that I could wear to work.  It wasn't quite the shade that people associate with St. Patrick's day, instead, it was more of an olive green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I participated right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going out &amp;amp; drinking green beer we decided to go eat Mexican food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is actually really brilliant on our part.  Last year on Cinco de Mayo we couldn't get in to a &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/05/cinco-de-bust.html"&gt;single Mexican restaurant&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we figured last night that by eating Mexican food then (&amp;amp; probably celebrating Cinco de Quatro or Cinco de Seis) that we'd get our quota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which as our friend we ate with last night pointed out, "means we'll be eating Irish food on Cinco de Mayo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-5899877368993308826?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5899877368993308826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=5899877368993308826' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5899877368993308826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5899877368993308826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-ethnically-diverse.html' title='I&apos;m ethnically diverse....'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-6392838748833801616</id><published>2011-03-16T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T07:00:01.593-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gimpy McGoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gimpy'/><title type='text'>Gimpified</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know how sometimes you think, "Wow!  That was EASY!  Where's my EASY button?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to reach out &amp;amp; push it, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d5.scene7.com/is/image/Staples/s0105150_sc7?$sku$"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 234px;" src="http://s7d5.scene7.com/is/image/Staples/s0105150_sc7?$sku$" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that last week after my leg procedure.  I even thought of going on &lt;a href="http://www.staples.com/Staples-Easy-Button/product_606396?catalogId=10051&amp;amp;fromUrl=home&amp;amp;cmSearchKeyword=easy+button&amp;amp;cmArea=SEARCH&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;storeId=10001&amp;amp;autocompletesearchkey=easy+button&amp;amp;ddkey=http:StaplesSearch"&gt;Staples &lt;/a&gt;to order my very own EASY button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rocking through this leg procedure.  I was up, I was moving, I went to work on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved around, I walked, I was feeling good.  The places where they had worked on my leg were healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Saturday morning came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I swung my leg out of bed I felt a twinge of pain, but I pushed on through it.  We ran errands, we got things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sunday came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a horse had walked all over my leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then sat on it for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while on the outside it looks , I swear, I've got some deep bruises coming to the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a wonderful Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-6392838748833801616?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6392838748833801616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=6392838748833801616' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6392838748833801616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6392838748833801616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/03/gimpified.html' title='Gimpified'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-255903422201988029</id><published>2011-03-10T20:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T20:23:27.108-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful for my new legs'/><title type='text'>A Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the past few months I've been doing a daily dose of leg exercise.  The kind where I'm grunting &amp;amp; straining &amp;amp; pulling &amp;amp; twisting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few four letter words may escape from my lips while the dog &amp;amp; cat look on.  And I swear they're laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These poor little legs of mine have been subjected to the &lt;a href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/09/fabulous-friday-legs-edition.html"&gt;horror of compression hose&lt;/a&gt; since September.  While it hasn't been comfortable, nor very attractive, truth be told, I've pulled them on most mornings &amp;amp; tugged them off in the evenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All so that I could go in &amp;amp; have the procedure done that would rid me of the varicose veins that have been the bane of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**PS:  I totally passed on the funny above - could have been, "the vein of my existence."  You're welcome**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning Mr. Potts took me in for the procedure.  The night before I'd worked myself up to the point of tears and had almost talked myself out of doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a big baby when it comes to pain &amp;amp; the thought of needles &amp;amp; lasers working on my leg had me terrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, Mr. Potts wouldn't let me talk myself out of doing it.  He kept reminding me how badly my leg would ache at the end of a long day on my feet.  How in the summer I'd be wearing shorts &amp;amp; wouldn't fret over the veins in my calf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad he talked me down from the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it wasn't all that I had worked myself up to believe it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They administered a shot of a prescription sedative &amp;amp; I was set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The details I'll leave out, since I don't think anyone really wants the graphics.  However, if you want to know how it went or are thinking about this for yourself, please let me know &amp;amp; I'll be happy to share details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I took the wrappings off this morning I almost cried.  While there are some slight bruises the veins in my calf are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in not there anymore.  No more bulging, no more pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all, I'll be wearing shorts in the summer &amp;amp; not worrying about the veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.clearlegsagain.com/images/Pretty_Legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 482px; height: 497px;" src="http://www.clearlegsagain.com/images/Pretty_Legs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Thankful Thursday, indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-255903422201988029?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/255903422201988029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=255903422201988029' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/255903422201988029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/255903422201988029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/03/thankful-thursday.html' title='A Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-6366843124173583219</id><published>2011-03-07T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T07:00:14.639-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gift giving'/><title type='text'>Mr. Potts made me cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To be fair, it isn't hard to make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV commercials - hello &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZnqBL6iYjA"&gt;Folgers at Christmas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of loved ones lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing my Maddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uplifting TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't watch Extreme Home Makeover.  I bawl like a baby every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when Mr. Potts told me that we should watch ABC's Secret Millionaire, I gave him the look.  The look that told him that he should know that the show would make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I still watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I cried.  I was truly expecting to, just from the previews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that got to me, though, was how inspiring this was.  A woman gave of her time and worked with various charities to learn about how they help those in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then turned around and gave generous gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly inspiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much so that I want to give.  We're not in positions to give mass amounts of money, but I can make an impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my quest, to find a way to give of myself.  To be more selfless and give what I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My question for you today, what gifts do you have to give?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  If you don't know d.a.r., please go over &amp;amp; acquaint yourself with her, beginning with&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.midwest-paradise.com/2011/03/tomorrow-will-take-care-of-itself.html"&gt; this post&lt;/a&gt;.  The thought that, "Tomorrow will take care of itself," is truly inspirational, because honestly, how much time do we spend worrying about things that we can't affect or change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-6366843124173583219?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6366843124173583219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=6366843124173583219' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6366843124173583219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6366843124173583219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/03/mr-potts-made-me-cry.html' title='Mr. Potts made me cry'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-6756641504459059856</id><published>2011-03-02T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T08:27:28.209-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calibrating flushes'/><title type='text'>Mechanics of Flushing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week while attending my certification I found myself thinking about the mechanics of flushing.  Specifically automatic toilet flushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toilets (and bathrooms in general) tend to be a subject that I just don't approach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodily functions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh air proximity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually push away from that with a ten foot pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However last week I couldn't; I found myself agitated and then increasingly tickled by the mechanics of automatic toilets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered how a person determines the appropriate time for that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WHOOSH &lt;/span&gt;of water to flow?  How do you calibrate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHEN &lt;/span&gt;it should flush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several times last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because each time I was in the middle of going, a slight shift and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WHOOSH&lt;/span&gt;!  The toilet would go &amp;amp; I was left wondering what the hell just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't move away from the toilet, I didn't open the door &amp;amp; walk out, I was hovering &amp;amp; shifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time it happened I jumped in surprise and tried not to lose my balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got smart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a toilet that wasn't so sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all was right with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever experienced that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday, y'all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-6756641504459059856?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6756641504459059856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=6756641504459059856' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6756641504459059856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6756641504459059856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/03/mechanics-of-flushing.html' title='Mechanics of Flushing'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-7845407950346364494</id><published>2011-02-23T07:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T07:00:15.974-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whoa I have HOMEWORK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Dump'/><title type='text'>A little brain mush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y'all.  I'm going through a certification right now.  My*rs - Br*ggs, in case you wanted to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework.  Tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had to do this in years &amp;amp; I swear today when we were prepping for the test (which you actually have to pass - all FOUR of them) I kept hearing people throw out ideas.  All I could think was, "Please stop.  No more.  I don't want to hear your ideas, I want to know the right answers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads to the following brain dump, courtesy of a little brain mush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  When my life gets hectic, reading &amp;amp; commenting on blogs slows down exponentially.  Please forgive me in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  My life is about to get out of control busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Great for my career, not so much so my personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I miss my Maddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  My nephew is the cutest kid ever.  He's currently loving the school bus I got him on Monday when we went to the local kid's science museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  He had so much fun he kept forgetting everything we did and when he'd remember something, he'd start all over about how it was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEST DAY EVER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I wish Chick-fil-A was healthy.  I know you can eat healthy'ish there, but Combo #3 doesn't count (Spicy Chicken sandwich and waffle fries).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I ate a salad for lunch today &amp;amp; one for dinner tonight.  Will probably have another salad tomorrow for lunch.  Choices on a time crunch, not so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Did I mention I have homework?  You ladies who work &amp;amp; go to school amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I owe the &lt;a href="http://www.brittsbeat.com/"&gt;two &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lessonsinlifeandlight.wordpress.com/"&gt;Brittany&lt;/a&gt;'s emails back, but this may be the extent of my fun computer use for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  I love when Mr. Potts tells me something funny &amp;amp; I tell him I'm going to blog about it.  Usually not a good sign for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  I wish I was in NOLA with &lt;a href="http://pinkpreppylillylover.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trishy &lt;/a&gt;celebrating Mardi Gras.  Want to send me a King Cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  Speaking of King Cake, I'd really like some advice on a treadmill in the home.  How much room do I really need?  I need it for weeks like this week &amp;amp; last when I literally have 45 minutes in the morning &amp;amp; trying to get to/from the gym &amp;amp; fit it in just doesn't make sense.  Any feedback or ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain dump - kind of makes me feel better to get the little stuff out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-7845407950346364494?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/7845407950346364494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=7845407950346364494' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7845407950346364494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7845407950346364494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-brain-mush.html' title='A little brain mush'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-6741498887961820562</id><published>2011-02-22T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T07:00:12.601-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laughter no tears'/><title type='text'>The best part...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The absolute best part of Friday/Saturday night involved &lt;a href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/12/loves-request.html"&gt;this girl&lt;/a&gt;, lots of laughter and a ton of hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Vq-8aR5nCw/TWMtQPDTOZI/AAAAAAAABVg/OGpFp0y7wbc/s1600/Casey%2527s%2BWedding%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Vq-8aR5nCw/TWMtQPDTOZI/AAAAAAAABVg/OGpFp0y7wbc/s400/Casey%2527s%2BWedding%2B001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576350520556337554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bring on Spring/Summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-6741498887961820562?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6741498887961820562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=6741498887961820562' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6741498887961820562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6741498887961820562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/02/best-part.html' title='The best part...'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Vq-8aR5nCw/TWMtQPDTOZI/AAAAAAAABVg/OGpFp0y7wbc/s72-c/Casey%2527s%2BWedding%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-5688214786947611245</id><published>2011-02-21T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T07:00:10.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yes We DID'/><title type='text'>We were RockStars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the winter we've had...I mean, I've seen enough snow to never wish for winter again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the weather forecast showed highs in the 70's this weekend I could feel the excitement in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get a first warm day after winter, the people here in Charlotte flock outside in droves.   One of the things I love about this city.  Plus, we have tons of great places that facilitate that desire to be outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week was a long one.  Full-day meetings, not leaving until almost 7pm one night.  So when I looked at the time on Friday &amp;amp; it was almost 5pm I shut down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled into one of our favorite spots and Mr. Potts was already there on the deck.  A few more friends came and we sat outside in 76 degree weather until almost 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long night, for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to that a birthday party we went to last night where I may or may not have closed my tab twice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out like rock stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And woke up this morning feeling very much like Mick Jagger.  Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Mr. Potts did.  I may have still been inebriated.  Maybe, just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did your weekend look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-5688214786947611245?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5688214786947611245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=5688214786947611245' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5688214786947611245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5688214786947611245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-were-rockstars.html' title='We were RockStars'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-8697501283033255347</id><published>2011-02-09T06:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T06:49:04.475-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My vacation was great but this weather isn&apos;t'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting rid of jealousy'/><title type='text'>Now to the funny part</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you all for the feedback on how great the vacation was.  We definitely had a wonderful time &amp;amp; again, I'd highly recommend the Aventura Spa Palace if you're looking for an all-inclusive, adult's only vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun that I've started to think about where I'd like to go next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year.  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part of this?  I'm already back up in Maine where the low last night this morning was a balmy 4 degrees.  Wind chill puts it below 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now does that take a way a teensy, tinsy smidgen of your jealousy?  Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday, y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-8697501283033255347?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8697501283033255347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=8697501283033255347' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8697501283033255347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8697501283033255347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/02/now-to-funny-party.html' title='Now to the funny part'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-656952092984182406</id><published>2011-02-07T07:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T12:56:12.619-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter Vacations are the BEST'/><title type='text'>How I spent my winter vacation - or sorry you all had another Winter Storm!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When Mr. Potts and I started to plan our big vacation this year we knew we wanted to go somewhere warm and that we wanted a full week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be able to really relax &amp;amp; just let go and not worry about anything.  The Mayan Riviera was just that.  Relaxed, let go, no worries....good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the majority of you were getting hit with yet another winter storm, the view below is what we saw every day.  Blue skies, bright blue ocean and either man-made lagoons or pools with temperatures in the mid-80's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9mBUQCgKI/AAAAAAAABVQ/JBOxRW7D-Ws/s1600/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9mBUQCgKI/AAAAAAAABVQ/JBOxRW7D-Ws/s400/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570783436882477218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.palaceresorts.com/resorts/aventuraspapalace;jsessionid=7041B2E5DD6B1579E08FE7E2EE72B22F.portal3"&gt;The Aventura Spa Palace&lt;/a&gt; is a place that I would highly recommend to anyone.  The service was fabulous, the resort was beautiful, the food was good.  Perfect place to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9lkqr_kPI/AAAAAAAABUg/fDWeDf-OtmY/s1600/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9lkqr_kPI/AAAAAAAABUg/fDWeDf-OtmY/s400/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570782944689098994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the dress above look familiar?  I've gotten a ton of wear out of that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We danced the night away &amp;amp; had a few drinks, hence the silly face below.  Poor Mr. Potts didn't know I was making that one or he may have played along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9kWBYy_cI/AAAAAAAABUI/HCCs67zx19I/s1600/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9kWBYy_cI/AAAAAAAABUI/HCCs67zx19I/s400/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570781593572933058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts engaged in a bit of rock climbing on the rock climbing wall that overlooked the ocean.  We laughed that he was like a spider monkey, the way he just scampered up those rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9kV1ynZ9I/AAAAAAAABUA/mtZRWWQs8N0/s1600/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9kV1ynZ9I/AAAAAAAABUA/mtZRWWQs8N0/s400/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570781590460000210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw sailboats &amp;amp; catamarans daily.  We also went to a guacamole demonstration.  Best ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9lk7QfVGI/AAAAAAAABUo/HttjYXutm0w/s1600/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9lk7QfVGI/AAAAAAAABUo/HttjYXutm0w/s400/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570782949137142882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts and our friend played a lot of ping-pong in the pool.  Note the drinks on either end of the table.  They're pro's I tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9llCeVspI/AAAAAAAABUw/g_u8C5MPNhA/s1600/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9llCeVspI/AAAAAAAABUw/g_u8C5MPNhA/s400/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570782951074280082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all fun and games until a flock of seagulls swarmed a plate of leftover chips and queso (whoops!) and Mr. Potts got a little something extra to go with his sunscreen.  Poor thing - this makes the 3rd or 4th time that a seagull has gotten him.  Makes him lucky, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9llpM-WII/AAAAAAAABVA/FRizIoiJJxM/s1600/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9llpM-WII/AAAAAAAABVA/FRizIoiJJxM/s400/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570782961470429314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best meal there was the Mexican restaurant.  Loved everything about it from the table side fresh guac to the mariachi band to the company.  Hands down, best food there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9llT4ikmI/AAAAAAAABU4/HvrLBJveWrY/s1600/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9llT4ikmI/AAAAAAAABU4/HvrLBJveWrY/s400/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570782955747578466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view from one of the pools.  This is where we spent the majority of our time.  It was just too perfect not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9kVrDuL2I/AAAAAAAABT4/BnxIxT5s_BU/s1600/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9kVrDuL2I/AAAAAAAABT4/BnxIxT5s_BU/s400/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570781587578957666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner our last night.  Pre-humidity hair.  Can you tell I went a bit darker with the color the last time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9kW82i56I/AAAAAAAABUY/8LdMwq25SvM/s1600/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9kW82i56I/AAAAAAAABUY/8LdMwq25SvM/s400/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570781609535399842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Cancun airport.  Tired, but happy.  And definitely ready for my own bed &amp;amp; pillow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9mBCsfxhI/AAAAAAAABVI/a97jfz-xRKE/s1600/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9mBCsfxhI/AAAAAAAABVI/a97jfz-xRKE/s400/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570783432169997842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-656952092984182406?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/656952092984182406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=656952092984182406' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/656952092984182406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/656952092984182406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-i-spent-my-winter-vacation-or-sorry.html' title='How I spent my winter vacation - or sorry you all had another Winter Storm!'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TU9mBUQCgKI/AAAAAAAABVQ/JBOxRW7D-Ws/s72-c/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-944445406465718112</id><published>2011-02-05T22:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:02:29.324-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hola....we&apos;re back'/><title type='text'>Hola Amigas y Amigos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Potts and I are back from our vacation to the Mayan Riviera.  It was wonderful, it was fabulous and we had a full week of fun in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to share a few pictures with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you could have been there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, wish I could turn around &amp;amp; go right back.  It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-944445406465718112?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/944445406465718112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=944445406465718112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/944445406465718112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/944445406465718112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/02/hola-amigas-y-amigos.html' title='Hola Amigas y Amigos!'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-2072643968447674900</id><published>2011-01-18T06:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T06:30:02.171-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Tribe'/><title type='text'>Strong Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm back in Maine this week.  When I walked from the airport to the car rental office I think my nose froze, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it eventually thawed, but seriously, this is just cold!  I feel like each time I come up here I remember how cold it can be, but when it's cold, it is COLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me long for warmth and sunshine.  For drinks outside on patios with the sun still out and shining.  It makes me long for times when we all are happy &amp;amp; tan...kind of like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TTUCBiuEN1I/AAAAAAAABTs/ZskQGSm4i6E/s1600/Andy%2527s%2BBirthday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TTUCBiuEN1I/AAAAAAAABTs/ZskQGSm4i6E/s400/Andy%2527s%2BBirthday.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563355140209260370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is a great reminder of the fact that Mr. Potts and I will be in MEXICO in less than two weeks!  More on that later, promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this also is a reminder of the friendships that are so dear to me, to us.  Friendship has been on my mind and in my heart lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so blessed in finding these friends, especially the girls, since girls can sometimes be a bit catty.  But these women in my life?  They're&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fabulous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vibrant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughtful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny (like make me snort funny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The kind of women you laugh and cry with, sometimes at the same time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The type of woman that you long to be like and love that you are friends with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so thankful for each of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me so thankful to have these wonderful women (and let's be honest, men too) in my life.  It makes me want to be a kinder person so that people who may not have this regularly in their life may get a small slice of that happiness from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you describe the women in your life?  Tell me how fabulous your friends are.  In fact, this Friday may be a &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/10/friday-friday-fabulous-friday.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/07/fabulous-friday.html"&gt;Fabulous &lt;/a&gt;Friday, Friend Style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note:  Re-reading that first link (Fabulous) made me giggle out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  Hi to all the new lovelies!  How did you come across this little spot of mine?  Come say hi, I want to "meet" you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-2072643968447674900?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2072643968447674900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=2072643968447674900' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2072643968447674900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2072643968447674900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/01/strong-women.html' title='Strong Women'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TTUCBiuEN1I/AAAAAAAABTs/ZskQGSm4i6E/s72-c/Andy%2527s%2BBirthday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-4469514490537200755</id><published>2011-01-13T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T07:30:01.765-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dress me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dressing for a Wedding'/><title type='text'>Dress me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dress me!  Yes, please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I asked you for feedback about &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/11/another-one-bites-dust-or-what-to-wear.html"&gt;what to wear to a formal wedding&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overwhelming majority said that even though the traditional route is to go long, that short would be appropriate as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to check with Mr. Potts'  best friend's wife.  He's also a groomsman, so I thought it would be good to see what she was thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emailed her &amp;amp; hoped that her response back would be "Short".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started looking for ideas and found the following three that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? &lt;br /&gt;1. Love the color &amp;amp; the shoulder detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.nordstromimage.com/imagegallery/store/product/Gigantic/16/_6310076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 920px;" src="http://g.nordstromimage.com/imagegallery/store/product/Gigantic/16/_6310076.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Love the cut &amp;amp; the sparkle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.nordstromimage.com/imagegallery/store/product/Gigantic/7/_6284307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 920px;" src="http://g.nordstromimage.com/imagegallery/store/product/Gigantic/7/_6284307.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Overall, just a pretty dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.nordstromimage.com/imagegallery/store/product/Gigantic/13/_6023793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 920px;" src="http://g.nordstromimage.com/imagegallery/store/product/Gigantic/13/_6023793.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know which one is your favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-4469514490537200755?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/4469514490537200755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=4469514490537200755' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4469514490537200755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4469514490537200755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/01/dress-me.html' title='Dress me'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-8721905008432293610</id><published>2011-01-12T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T09:49:31.076-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation countdown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Take Me Away'/><title type='text'>Sign me up, Take me away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love a good vacation in the winter.  One where you come back relaxed &amp;amp; smiling more.  Where you glow just a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we all know that while self-tanner is great, in the winter it tends to look a little Snook'ish - at least on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just 17 days Mr. Potts and I will be leaving with another couple-friend of ours and heading to the Mayan Riviera (Mexico) for a little winter relaxation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.palaceresorts.com/resorts/aventuraspapalace"&gt;The Aventura Spa Palace Resort&lt;/a&gt; is adults only (18+).  While I enjoy little ones, there are times, like on my vacation, that I'd rather not be surrounded by them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little eye candy for your viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TS2_HpbyDNI/AAAAAAAABTc/oDjpZXoOfyg/s1600/Vacation%2B2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TS2_HpbyDNI/AAAAAAAABTc/oDjpZXoOfyg/s400/Vacation%2B2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561311252974800082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TS2_HR_3xfI/AAAAAAAABTU/uE1p83kzpRw/s1600/Vacation%2B1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TS2_HR_3xfI/AAAAAAAABTU/uE1p83kzpRw/s400/Vacation%2B1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561311246683719154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TS2_IHmqgII/AAAAAAAABTk/q62XLxBRUIc/s1600/Vacation%2B3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TS2_IHmqgII/AAAAAAAABTk/q62XLxBRUIc/s400/Vacation%2B3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561311261073506434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait to get there &amp;amp; relax!  I promise to have a margarita for each of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-8721905008432293610?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8721905008432293610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=8721905008432293610' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8721905008432293610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8721905008432293610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/01/sign-me-up-take-me-away.html' title='Sign me up, Take me away!'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TS2_HpbyDNI/AAAAAAAABTc/oDjpZXoOfyg/s72-c/Vacation%2B2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-8479449458603030291</id><published>2011-01-11T06:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T06:30:01.871-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The motherload'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Like Buttah'/><title type='text'>Like Buttah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Potts and I went to the mall on Sunday to return a few Christmas gifts and to see if there was anything we could find to replace these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we walked into Banana Republic I saw a few things that caught my eye, but nothing that screamed, "BUY ME!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I laid eyes on this jacket.  It was like it had a spotlight shining down on it &amp;amp; I swear, I heard the baby angels singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In slow motion (in my mind at least) I reached out to touch it and felt the leather melt into my hands.  You know, like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buttah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling the jacket open, I saw a slight lining and knew I had to try it on.  Pulling Mr. Potts over, I showed him the jacket.   And I swear, he saw the gleam in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled it on and fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how a woman should always have a fabulous jacket? One that makes them feel hot, sexy, tough, sweet, smart, sophisticated? Sometimes it's tough to imagine all of that in one jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned around to look in the mirror (again, in slow motion in my mind with the baby angels singing and suddenly, a glow surrounding me) I knew I had hit the motherload.  The proverbial nail on the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the perfect jacket and I knew I had to have it.  I had gift cards, I had Banana dollars (it's a perk of having a card that earns points) and I had a 25% off coupon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bananarepublic.gap.com/Asset_Archive/BRWeb/Assets/Product/813/813312/big/br813312-00vliv01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 520px; height: 693px;" src="http://bananarepublic.gap.com/Asset_Archive/BRWeb/Assets/Product/813/813312/big/br813312-00vliv01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bananarepublic.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=40924&amp;amp;vid=1&amp;amp;pid=813312"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to break her out.  Perhaps this weekend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any great post-holiday finds you've made?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-8479449458603030291?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8479449458603030291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=8479449458603030291' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8479449458603030291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8479449458603030291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/01/like-buttah.html' title='Like Buttah'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-5154076978983518386</id><published>2011-01-05T06:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T09:52:26.914-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Impacts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On resolutions'/><title type='text'>On Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over the past few days I've enjoyed reading everyone's resolutions.  Some of you are focused on your health, some on saving more/spending less (I applaud you!), some are focused on eating better or planning meals in advance, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thrilled to see these, especially the ones where people are going to focus on themselves and take one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made resolutions in the past.  Usually revolving around health, working out, eating better, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think for the most part (minus the occasional Philly Cheese Steak/Onion Ring combo) I am healthy.   I work out regularly, I cook healthy meals, I take time for myself, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when I've made resolutions, they tend to revolve around me.  How I can make myself better, how I can build myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think that for me, that needs to be an everyday focus, not a great big once a year idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of making resolutions to improve myself (not that I don't have room for improvement, because I do!), my focus this year will be to try to have a positive impact on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the little opportunities we have each day to help others that I want to embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person trying to turn into traffic, the woman struggling to get the door open, encouraging people when they're down &amp;amp; cheering on their successes.  How can I make a positive impact on them and others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is where I want my big focus to lay this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck with each of your resolutions this year!  Here's to us all keeping up with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-5154076978983518386?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5154076978983518386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=5154076978983518386' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5154076978983518386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5154076978983518386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-resolutions.html' title='On Resolutions'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-6416132684088758619</id><published>2011-01-04T06:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T08:55:42.540-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Hiccups'/><title type='text'>And with a slight hiccup, Christmas was gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent Sunday evening taking down the remainder of our Christmas decorations and the tree.  We'd already pulled the stockings down and put the wrapping paper away, but as some of you may be aware, it is "bad luck" to take down your decorations before the New Year arrives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ok, who am I kidding?  No such thing as bad luck, but I just really loved how pretty our tree and decorations looked this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we packed away our ornaments for last year Mr. Potts and saw something streak out from under the tree! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it a tiny little reindeer left behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, just Mr. Pepe Cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday season he's really enjoyed laying under the tree and looking at the lights.  Which was quite a sight to behold before he was blocked out by presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while, we'd see the glow of his eyes blending in with the glow of the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts at first worried that he would try to climb it or pull off ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assured him that he would not do that, but I did voice my biggest fear.  That Pepe Cat would have a hairball attack under the tree after we had left for Kentucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Sunday as we were pulling the ornaments and lights off and disassembling the tree I kept that thought to myself and said a little prayer that Pepe Cat would not have given us an extra special late Christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pulled the skirt out from under the tree I realized that my little prayer had been in vain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepe Cat had indeed saved a special present for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that little hiccup, the skirt went into the trash and Christmas 2010 was officially over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness everything is on sale now, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Tuesday, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-6416132684088758619?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6416132684088758619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=6416132684088758619' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6416132684088758619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6416132684088758619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-with-slight-hiccup-christmas-was.html' title='And with a slight hiccup, Christmas was gone'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-5720241802252602528</id><published>2011-01-03T06:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T06:30:01.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On love'/><title type='text'>On Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I think about this past year, it has been a happy one.  I've learned a lot.  I've lived a lot.  I've loved a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only have I been blessed with Mr. Potts and my family (especially the munchkins!), I've also been fortunate enough to make some wonderful friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've shared a lot the past year with a birth at the beginning of 2010, a wedding, birthdays and holidays.  We've also shared loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never imagined that one of my closest friends would experience a loss so great, a grief so profound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her loss isn't mine and I certainly would never claim it as my own.  But I find myself constantly thinking of her, thinking of her precious baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you find someone that you love, be it husband, family or friend, your heart breaks some when they're hurting.  And y'all.  My heart is so broken for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also find myself longing to comfort her, to let her know that she isn't alone.  That I love her so dearly that my heart is broken for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that any of us would go through this; and yet, I can't imagine any of us facing it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to you, my friends, I raise my glass and share my love with you and all of my hopes for a wonderful 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-5720241802252602528?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5720241802252602528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=5720241802252602528' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5720241802252602528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5720241802252602528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-love.html' title='On Love'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-686005542514831329</id><published>2010-12-30T06:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T06:03:00.305-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thank you'/><title type='text'>The kindness of strangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You all are such wonderful friends.  Such big hearted, loving friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thought and prayers from the last post were so very kind.  And I know they were felt.  Your kindness, sharing your love to a complete stranger touched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a prayer service for the baby tonight.  And I know it will be so beautiful and the love will pour over this family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I spoke with my friend today she acknowledged that she's doing ok right now but that she'll probably have bad days/weeks and then good again.  So, my friends, if you think of this over the next few months, please send a little prayer up for this lovely family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't thank you enough for being as kind and loving as you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-686005542514831329?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/686005542514831329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=686005542514831329' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/686005542514831329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/686005542514831329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/12/kindness-of-strangers.html' title='The kindness of strangers'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-5564476450384171565</id><published>2010-12-22T18:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T10:26:05.304-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A reuqest'/><title type='text'>Loves, a request</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is rare that I come here to share things about my friends.  Perhaps even more rare to ask things of you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time it is so needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my best girlfriends was due to be induced on December 28th.  A baby girl was going to bless her and her husband's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday morning she went into labor and when they got to the hospital and the doctor checked the baby's vitals, there was no heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby didn't make it and the parents are devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd please, in your happiness of the next few days, please lift this family up in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you'll all have a wonderful Christmas and cherish your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-5564476450384171565?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5564476450384171565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=5564476450384171565' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5564476450384171565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5564476450384171565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/12/loves-request.html' title='Loves, a request'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-7814507831869842061</id><published>2010-12-21T23:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T23:54:39.311-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishing you Well'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Christmas'/><title type='text'>A time to Gather, a time to laugh</title><content type='html'>We're heading to see Mr. Potts' family in Louisville  The majority of his family live within a 5 mile radius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're hopeful that Meme, his grandmother, will be feeling better.  She's currently back in the hospital.  She gets weekly blood transfusions for her leukemia and this time there were complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that she is trying to hold on for one last Christmas with every one there.  We plan to laugh while we're with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we'll be in KY over Christmas we went to my mom's tonight and celebrated Christmas with my niece and nephew &amp;amp; my mom &amp;amp; brother.  We were so happy to be there to be able to share this with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I left tonight, I was sad that I would be missing the time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite the trade-off, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One family has more support for everyone, but a sick matriarch.&lt;br /&gt;One family has little support (basically Mr. Potts and me) and struggle daily.&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always love to hang out with us &amp;amp; it was magic to see their faces as they opened their presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be away from my babies breaks my heart, but to be able to see Meme and the rest of the family, also tugs at my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think in my mind that those babies of mine will always hold first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you all ready for Christmas &amp;amp; everything that comes along with it?  I hope so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays, Happy Christmas, Merry Christmas, Peace for the Coming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So may different ways to wish you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an easy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You've touched my heart and I will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this season your heart will be touched in a way that will change you forever.&lt;br /&gt;God bless you and your families (Pets are DEFINITELY included).&lt;br /&gt;All our love,&lt;br /&gt;The Potts' Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TRGD8nPy_1I/AAAAAAAABTI/P_hxvxlpS3Q/s1600/Potts%2B2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TRGD8nPy_1I/AAAAAAAABTI/P_hxvxlpS3Q/s400/Potts%2B2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553364892875161426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TRGC9pJ37jI/AAAAAAAABTA/caRF-dYQhQ4/s1600/Potts%2B2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-7814507831869842061?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/7814507831869842061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=7814507831869842061' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7814507831869842061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7814507831869842061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-to-gather-time-to-laugh.html' title='A time to Gather, a time to laugh'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TRGD8nPy_1I/AAAAAAAABTI/P_hxvxlpS3Q/s72-c/Potts%2B2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-9053735656410330581</id><published>2010-12-18T10:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T10:27:11.109-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold Days'/><title type='text'>It was a COLD day in December</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was in Maine again this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived there it was actually warmer than it was in NC.  That quickly changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were days when the high was 19.  Personally, when it is that cold, I think it is too cold for it to even snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this past week I was in a meeting with my boss and two of my coworkers.  The offices in Maine are older (1970's-ish) and haven't been very well maintained.  We were in a conference room and had opened the door because it was so warm in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little stuffy so when I thought I smelled something I attributed it to that stuffiness.  Yet the smell kept getting more intense and I thought it may have been burning rubber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat at the table calmly discussing it, as all reasonable people would do, when the fire alarm went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My immediate thought was that it was a drill.  Until we saw the smoke in the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did what any Southern woman would do.  I ran for my bag.  And then pulled on my coat and scarf.  Because as I mentioned, the highs were barely close to the 20's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rationale was that if the building went up in flames, I still wanted to be able to get home, which would require my license, which was in my purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it turned out to be a false alarm, I didn't want to be out in the cold without a coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bundled &amp;amp; then panic hit.  I looked at my boss and said, "I have too much on my laptop to lose!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we both, bundled &amp;amp; with our bags, ran to the conference room and shoved our laptops into our bags and hightailed it out of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all, it was COLD.  So cold that after 20 minutes standing outside my hands hurt and I looked at my boss and told her that we should head to our hotels - no telling how long we could be standing outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which we did, because being as Southern as I am, my constitution is not built for such extremes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was safe, the building didn't go up in smoke (fortunately or unfortunately) and we were able to head into the office the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't worried about the building, because I had rescued my laptop and would be able to get home since I'd rescued my bag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG happy face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm home for the rest of the year and don't have to go anywhere until 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Saturday, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-9053735656410330581?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/9053735656410330581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=9053735656410330581' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/9053735656410330581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/9053735656410330581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-was-cold-day-in-december.html' title='It was a COLD day in December'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-3268638506027669669</id><published>2010-12-15T06:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T10:00:43.364-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving at the Holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Touching my heart'/><title type='text'>Touching my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During the course of the holiday season, we often focus on gifts for those close to us.  The people that we hold near and dear to our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we focus on ourselves just a little.  Or at least I do, because let's be honest, every once in a while we need to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what about the people we don't know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are angel trees in malls for children.  There are organizations which will help you adopt a family for Christmas.  There are websites devoted to "love-bombing" people in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every way you could want to help people in need is out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays bring my thoughts back to my grandparents and the emptiness in my heart that they're not here.  And I so wish that I had had more time with them.  Time to show them the woman I've become.  Time to just sit and hold their hands and listen to their stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have that luxury, so instead, I shower that attention on Meme, Mr. Potts' grandmother.  She's had health problems this entire year and has been in and out of the hospital.  She's recovered from two staph infections - amazing, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Christmas, we're journeying home to Louisville and we'll make sure we spend extra time with her.  Because you never know when a holiday may be the last one you have with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this isn't the focus of this post today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays bring my grandparents to mind.  When this happens I often drift to the elderly people alone in their homes or in nursing homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A coffee shop in Charlotte, Dilworth Coffee, partnered with a local organization to help people in our area "Be a Santa for a Senior".   I was so touched by that and the thought behind it since so many seniors can be forgotten during this time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While children (my munchkins and the babies of my friends) bless me, seniors tear at my heart.  Mr. Potts will laugh with me, but sometimes when I see an older couple I just want to hug them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I've been known to do this to random strangers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like in a random, scary way, but in a, "Hi, I think you're wonderful &amp;amp; beautiful &amp;amp; now I'm going to hug you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reaction is always immediate.  The hug is returned, I walk away with tears in my eyes and a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It brightens my day and so often I'm thanked for that simple kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to think regularly about how I can brighten days and bring smiles to people's faces; the holidays tend to bring that out in me a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I manage to touch other people's hearts, because God knows, so many have touched mine.  Including many of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-3268638506027669669?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/3268638506027669669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=3268638506027669669' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3268638506027669669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3268638506027669669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/12/touching-my-heart.html' title='Touching my heart'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-5707984157556188782</id><published>2010-12-10T06:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T11:26:59.559-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Tree Decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post Chop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cookie Decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Friday'/><title type='text'>Can you find the Elf?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a special place in my heart for Christmas.  It is such a magical time of year &amp;amp; my munchkins love it.  We make cookies &amp;amp; snuggle and decorate trees &amp;amp; snuggle and drink hot chocolate...yep &amp;amp; snuggle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There doesn't seem to be anything much better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently spent a Saturday making &amp;amp; decorating cookies &amp;amp; decorating our tree with them.  It is an annual tradition that they look forward to each year.  Honestly, we do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see by the posed shot in front of the tree, she's going to be a natural!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TQJITrZlF-I/AAAAAAAABSA/-MajPKlbV28/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TQJITrZlF-I/AAAAAAAABSA/-MajPKlbV28/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549077193778599906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were very proud of their cookies - as they should be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TQJIUV3LUII/AAAAAAAABSI/lZFRS1fXT4U/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TQJIUV3LUII/AAAAAAAABSI/lZFRS1fXT4U/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549077205177028738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also did a bit of holiday decorating.  I found these pretty trees at Target &amp;amp; love how they turned out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TQJIU8QGVjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/52k9XmYChK4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TQJIU8QGVjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/52k9XmYChK4/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549077215482107442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our table, we have a small vase filled with miniature ornaments in shades of gold &amp;amp; bronze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TQJIVQnWXDI/AAAAAAAABSY/aXq82DykuUU/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TQJIVQnWXDI/AAAAAAAABSY/aXq82DykuUU/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549077220948335666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for my hair.  This next one is one of the last of me with long, blonde hair.  It was taken at our annual Friend's Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TQJIqjRBlmI/AAAAAAAABSo/5I3OBLpygrg/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TQJIqjRBlmI/AAAAAAAABSo/5I3OBLpygrg/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549077586732226146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts and I post cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TQJIqzTpAUI/AAAAAAAABSw/dlvK6l1sIlQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TQJIqzTpAUI/AAAAAAAABSw/dlvK6l1sIlQ/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549077591038165314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you see the hair hitting the scarf in front is where my hair now ends.  And for some reason, it doesn't show as well in the pictures, but I can tell it is darker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nice nude bra, huh?  You'd think I'd know better &amp;amp; would have worn a black one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, who cares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday, y'all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  From the title, can you find the elf in the picture below?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TQJUsS3YGHI/AAAAAAAABS4/FI3t5MtPXhE/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TQJUsS3YGHI/AAAAAAAABS4/FI3t5MtPXhE/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2B067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549090810828953714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He likes to lay under the tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-5707984157556188782?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5707984157556188782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=5707984157556188782' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5707984157556188782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5707984157556188782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/12/can-you-find-elf.html' title='Can you find the Elf?'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TQJITrZlF-I/AAAAAAAABSA/-MajPKlbV28/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-6014904097242879992</id><published>2010-12-09T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T07:30:00.743-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Me'/><title type='text'>Dear Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Stomach,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please quick thinking you're bigger than you are.  Otherwise you WILL end up being bigger, knocking all my hard work out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Brain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you knock it off &amp;amp; quick eating because I'm tired/stressed/bored.  If eating were an Olympic sport, we'd be like Michael Phelps and all his medals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else feel like this during the holiday season when it's all about food &amp;amp; drinks?  Food at the office, food at parties, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-6014904097242879992?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6014904097242879992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=6014904097242879992' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6014904097242879992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6014904097242879992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-me.html' title='Dear Me'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-1544245494233173082</id><published>2010-12-06T06:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T06:45:00.916-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Traditions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where did the month go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Movies'/><title type='text'>January 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May as well start planning for January since December is already gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding, but only kind of.  Because when I look at the commitments that Mr. Potts and I have lined up for this month, I realize that the month is already "gone" in a certain way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that my mom always told me that time passes more quickly as you age.  She was so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also told me that I wouldn't be able to eat what I wanted forever.  That time would catch up with me.  I think I thumbed my nose at her then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was SO right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One important thing that Mr. Potts and I must decide upon is our Christmas movie.  We escape it all the night of Christmas and head to a theater for a late night movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some popcorn &amp;amp; Sour Patch kids - YUM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at The Tourist or The Fighter.  Any movies you're looking forward to seeing this month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biggest news of the weekend!  Three inches gone from my hair &amp;amp; a little bit darker.  Once I upload pictures, I'll have to share them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-1544245494233173082?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/1544245494233173082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=1544245494233173082' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1544245494233173082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1544245494233173082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/12/january-2011.html' title='January 2011'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-6713386510625047990</id><published>2010-11-30T06:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T06:43:00.476-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best Day Ever'/><title type='text'>It was the BEST DAY EVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least according to my nephew.  My sweet nephew. The munchkins were over on Thanksgiving &amp;amp; had such a great time.  They hunted for Pepe Cat (because that cat is like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*poof*&lt;/span&gt; when they come over!), they played with Hayden &amp;amp; they spent precious time with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate good food, not a thing bad was to be had.  And then we hung out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple things like this make days like those the BEST DAY EVER!!  And I LOVE it.  I love that the actions we take with them, the things we do, the things we teach them, the love we shower them in, that these things, these times we spend focusing on them are how we make the BEST DAY EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best day ever&lt;/span&gt; was this past Saturday when we made our Christmas cookies &amp;amp; decorated them.  And I mean DECORATED them.  Icing &amp;amp; sprinkles &amp;amp; sugar dusting and shimmery icing &amp;amp; cream cheese icing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're not mine, but they are.  Or should be.  I wish they could be.  That those two little ones who look up to us could be ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'd never want for anything and they'd never fear not being loved or wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When an ornament broke (I broke one &amp;amp; munchkin broke one) I had to soothe his tears because he wanted me to be more careful &amp;amp; he was sorry about his ornament.  I rocked that little guy until he was calmed and then we finished the tree.  And decorated a few more cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my last post I mentioned that my world is not perfect.  It is far from it, but even though it is not perfect, it is perfect for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have perfect children who are in my life and whom I love with everything I have.  And while none of us will ever find pure perfection, I want to keep giving them as many "BEST DAY EVER", as many PERFECT DAYS as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if I could, truly could, I'd bring those children into the Potts family &amp;amp; make them my own.  But since that is not going to happen, I do the best I can and strive for perfection for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do to change the lives of others?  Insignificant?  Small, big - it all counts!&lt;br /&gt;Share with me so I can combine &amp;amp; share with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday y'all!  I'm in Bangor Maine.&lt;br /&gt;Do you say (spelled for pronunciation) Bain-gor   or Bain-ger?&lt;br /&gt;Or have you ever thought of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-6713386510625047990?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6713386510625047990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=6713386510625047990' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6713386510625047990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6713386510625047990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-was-best-day-ever.html' title='It was the BEST DAY EVER'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-4502083664605123145</id><published>2010-11-24T07:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T13:52:17.140-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No Corn Syrup for Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imperfect in a Perfect World'/><title type='text'>Imperfect in a Perfect World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday.  There are a number of reasons for this, but part of it for me is that people don't have the unrealistic expectations that come with other holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unrealistic expectations tend to hover around the holiday that rhymes with "listless".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, put up the perfect tree, perfectly decorate the perfect tree, pick the perfect present(s), find the perfect outfit, plan the perfect meal, have the perfect party, celebrate the last holiday of the year perfectly, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to appreciate the un-perfect in our perfection seeking world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why Thanksgiving is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole idea behind Thanksgiving is to celebrate the things you're thankful for.  Even if those things aren't perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because really, no one (and no thing) is truly perfect.  I'm certainly not.  Nor is anyone I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends aren't perfect, my pets aren't perfect (especially not Pepe Cat who woke us up before 5am crying for his breakfast - think you've got it bad with daylight savings??), my husband isn't perfect...you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm thankful for them, one and all.  Probably more thankful for them because of their imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, if your stuffing is a little dry, is it anything that some gravy can't fix?  If the pumpkin pie droops in the middle, will anyone care when it's covered with whipped cream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing that IS perfect, that is perfect for Thanksgiving, is the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2008/11/pecan-pie.html"&gt;Corn Syrup Free Pecan Pie&lt;/a&gt; I'm about to rock your world with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make it every year and LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;INGREDIENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1 cup light brown sugar – used the      Splenda brown sugar blend which made it 1/2 cup (measurement conversion on the bag)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1/4  cup white sugar – used the Splenda      sugar blend - made it 1/8th of a  cup + 2 teaspoons (measurement conversion on the bag)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1/2 cup butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2 eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1 tablespoon all-purpose flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1 tablespoon milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1 cup chopped pecans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;DIRECTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Preheat oven to 400 degrees F. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In  a large bowl, beat eggs until foamy, and      stir in melted butter.  Stir in the brown sugar, white sugar and the flour;      mix well. Last  add the milk, vanilla and nuts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Pour  into an unbaked 9-in pie shell. Bake      in preheated oven for 10  minutes at 400 degrees, then reduce temperature      to 350 degrees and  bake for 30 to 40 minutes, or until done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-4502083664605123145?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/4502083664605123145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=4502083664605123145' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4502083664605123145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4502083664605123145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/11/imperfect-in-perfect-world.html' title='Imperfect in a Perfect World'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-6810675969676971862</id><published>2010-11-22T06:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T06:15:01.092-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful for'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tears at 2:30'/><title type='text'>Those Pesky Tears at 2:30am - or - Thankful for Mr. Potts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems this time of year there is a plethora of posts around what people are thankful for.  I have many, many things that I am thankful for, but I wanted to share with you the person that I'm most thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts, yep, you guessed it.  He's the person I'm most thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm thirsty and we're lounging on the couch, he'll get me a glass of water.  One of our great, big 32 ounce cups because I drink a LOT of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finish reading at night, he'll get out of bed and turn the light off so I don't have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm gone, he keeps me updated with tales of Pepe Cat and his morning chatter and Hayden with her sweet calmness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughs at my goofy jokes.  And trust me, they're GOOFY.  I'm goofy.  And he loves this about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll rub my feet after a long day and then will cuddle with me at night.  This is BIG because he is not a cuddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the thing I'm most thankful for about Mr. Potts is that he knows me.  He knows how I'll react to things.  He knows where my thought process is going to take me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll let me cry when he knows I need to at 2:30 in the morning and he'll smooth my hair and talk me through my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows what sets me off, what worries me and what can bring me to my knees in fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts...I thank God every day for bringing him into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this time of reflection, what (or who) are you thankful for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-6810675969676971862?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6810675969676971862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=6810675969676971862' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6810675969676971862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6810675969676971862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/11/those-pesky-tears-at-230am-or-thankful.html' title='Those Pesky Tears at 2:30am - or - Thankful for Mr. Potts'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-2153486187134650793</id><published>2010-11-18T06:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T06:41:19.193-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Formal Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What to Wear'/><title type='text'>Another One Bites the Dust - Or What to Wear to a Formal Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Potts has the good fortune of having several close friends.  Over the years, most have gotten married and he's been in a number of the weddings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Spring (2011)  one of the last will bite the dust, so to speak.  He's the last in Mr. Potts' long line of friends to make that monumental decision to spend the rest of his life with a truly wonderful woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing we approve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts will be a groomsman in a formal wedding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, wedding parties are easy for men.  Probably the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most &lt;/span&gt;difficult decision is what style of tux to wear.  But Mr. Potts won't have to decide what to wear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I come to you all for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formal weddings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know long is the standard, but do those standards still apply?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of long?  Any recommendations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most &lt;/span&gt;importantly, what do I do with my hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding - only kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  In about 2 weeks I plan on a change with my hair.  Thinking 2-3 inches off &amp;amp; going a bit darker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-2153486187134650793?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2153486187134650793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=2153486187134650793' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2153486187134650793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2153486187134650793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/11/another-one-bites-dust-or-what-to-wear.html' title='Another One Bites the Dust - Or What to Wear to a Formal Wedding'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-7194399057614303675</id><published>2010-11-12T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T20:34:30.530-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weeknight meals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Inner Giada'/><title type='text'>I've misplaced my inner Giada!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The title to this is exactly what came out of my mouth one night this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the middle of the grocery store whining to a friend of mine about how I hadn't made many meals from scratch this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stopped at the end of the aisle, phone to my ear, head cocked to the left to keep a signal, standing on one foot with the other on the metal of my cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?  It kept me from dropping the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I whined into my phone, "I'VE LOST MY INNER GIADA!!" I realized how ridiculous I sounded (and probably looked).  I mean, Mr. Potts enjoys that I go the extra mile to make special meals when I'm home, but really, truly, he'd be happy with pork chops, mashed potatoes &amp;amp; green beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing this, I was still whiny, because those special meals, well, they're my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's what I do  It's something special I can do for Mr. Potts since I'm not home as often as most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend suggested an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"easy" &lt;/span&gt;meal of kielbasa with potatoes, onions &amp;amp; sauerkraut.  He even said I could probably find some turkey or chicken kielbasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, to keep it healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stood there, foot cramping, I knew without a doubt that Mr. Potts would no way go for sauerkraut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thought about it for a split second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for a second, because even though I would probably eat it, no way would Mr. Potts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2009/03/spicy-green-bean-ginger-and-beef-stir.html"&gt;Green Bean, Ginger &amp;amp; Beef stir fry&lt;/a&gt; instead.  Which was a traumatic trial in and of itself, as I was missing 3 of the ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts to the rescue - he called a neighbor &amp;amp; dinner was saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while it wasn't a new recipe, it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I made it with Mr. Potts in the kitchen making me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty good for a weeknight dinner, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-7194399057614303675?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/7194399057614303675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=7194399057614303675' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7194399057614303675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7194399057614303675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/11/ive-misplaced-my-inner-giada.html' title='I&apos;ve misplaced my inner Giada!!'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-9217904442169176398</id><published>2010-11-11T06:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T09:45:53.214-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Two Years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On Anniversaries'/><title type='text'>Two years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't it interesting how anniversaries cause people to look back over the time that has passed?  Do most people think back to the positive or the negative?  I try to remember both, because how else can you appreciate where you're at if you don't look at the whole journey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago Mr. Potts and I made promises to share each others happiness &amp;amp; pain.  We vowed to love each other in sickness and health.  The two years we've spent married have not been the easiest for a myriad of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've laughed together, we've cried together and sure, we've gotten angry together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key word to this is together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't imagine my life without him in it.  Actually, I don't want to think about my life without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when these flowers arrived for me at work on Monday, they made me smile.  I remembered the laughter and the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TNwA9Vm_b7I/AAAAAAAABRs/w5CGZkR2lCA/s1600/2nd%2BAnniversary%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TNwA9Vm_b7I/AAAAAAAABRs/w5CGZkR2lCA/s400/2nd%2BAnniversary%2B002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538302695531573170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture sits on our buffet - seriously, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TNwA9-Rxc0I/AAAAAAAABR0/GurOoYafBhE/s1600/2nd%2BAnniversary%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TNwA9-Rxc0I/AAAAAAAABR0/GurOoYafBhE/s400/2nd%2BAnniversary%2B008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538302706448429890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thinking about all this made me wonder.  What do you remember when an anniversary comes around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-9217904442169176398?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/9217904442169176398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=9217904442169176398' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/9217904442169176398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/9217904442169176398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/11/two-years.html' title='Two years'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TNwA9Vm_b7I/AAAAAAAABRs/w5CGZkR2lCA/s72-c/2nd%2BAnniversary%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-532642333495984869</id><published>2010-11-06T14:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T15:16:46.238-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Nesting'/><title type='text'>Nesting Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend is nesting weekend for the Potts' family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home, y'all.  Not only am I home this weekend, but next week too (BIG, happy smiley face).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With being home, comes a desire to nest.  I guess you could say my domestic side came out and the urge to cook, bake, do a little cleaning hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nights I filled that desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had homemade &lt;a href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2008/12/chicken-and-dumplings.html"&gt;chicken &amp;amp; dumplings&lt;/a&gt; for dinner.  Except this time, I simply boiled the chicken breasts instead of cooking with the oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if homemade chicken &amp;amp; dumplings wouldn't be enough, I decided to tackle &lt;a href="http://www.midwest-paradise.com/2010/10/foodie-friday-no-3.html"&gt;d.a.r.'s pumpkin bread&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-532642333495984869?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/532642333495984869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=532642333495984869' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/532642333495984869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/532642333495984869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/11/nesting-season.html' title='Nesting Season'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-7345292950975047375</id><published>2010-11-04T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T06:00:10.607-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty Routines Gone Bad'/><title type='text'>Dry Hair + Moroccan Oil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I recently had to reschedule a hair appointment recently because I was going to be out of town &amp;amp; not able to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah wah - I know.  Can I be ANY more pathetic?  Poor, poor Mrs. Potts.  Always gone, never home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, besides missing my husband and pets, my beauty routine is starting to show cracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.  My nails are all splitting.  Cold, dry air + OCD handwashing = a manicurist's worst nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face looks like I haven't seen the sun in years.  I mean, I'm not trying to rock Jersey Shore skin, but I'd like to look a little less Bill Compton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyebrows are OUT OF CONTROL.  I called to reschedule a hair appointment and caught my aesthitician on the phone.  Such a sweet girl.  She proceeded to tell me I'd missed another appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was wondering why I kept thinking my eyebrows were going to cocoon soon &amp;amp; burst forth as butterflies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But y'all.  My hair.  My hair is just a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or a hot mess, depending on where you're located.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the rescheduling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had to cancel/reschedule my last appointment because I was out of town.  So I got worked in to see another person.  But I didn't want her to cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I've done that before &amp;amp; it hasn't worked out so great.  That is why when I find a fabulous hair stylist, I don't cheat.  No trims somewhere else, usually no ones hands in my hair but hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time I was desperate.  My roots were out of control.  My color was drained &amp;amp; sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved what the "Save the Day" girl did.  Some new lowlights, a few brights around my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila!  Fresh feeling hair.  But without the nightmare of having someone new come to my hair with scissors.  But you see, I had planned to take off a good 2-3 inches this last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no trim (no split ends, but still) and here I am in New England with dry heat inside &amp;amp; dry, cold air outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my hair is feeling that lack of love.  It is a little dry, no matter what great shampoo/conditioner/leave in treatment I use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in true, DIY fix it style, I decided to treat my hair like a rock star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, like &lt;a href="http://www.celebritybeautybuzz.com/index.php/2010/10/fergies-moroccan-oil-hai/"&gt;Fergie treats her hair&lt;/a&gt;.  Because I read recently in one of my magazines about how Fergie keeps her hair looking incredible.  Because, let's be honest, when you rough up your hair like she does: heat styling, color, braids, etc., it just takes a beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.totalhair.net/hair-styles/Celebrity-Hairstyles-Women/Fergie/fergie-18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 295px;" src="http://www.totalhair.net/hair-styles/Celebrity-Hairstyles-Women/Fergie/fergie-18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.totalhair.net/hair-styles/Celebrity-Hairstyles-Women/Fergie/fergie-52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 278px;" src="http://www.totalhair.net/hair-styles/Celebrity-Hairstyles-Women/Fergie/fergie-52.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.totalhair.net/hair-styles/Celebrity-Hairstyles-Women/Fergie/fergie-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.totalhair.net/hair-styles/Celebrity-Hairstyles-Women/Fergie/fergie-9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sugarscape.com/userfiles/fergie-brown.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 351px;" src="http://www.sugarscape.com/userfiles/fergie-brown.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.totalhair.net/"&gt;via  &lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.sugarscape.com/298945/do-you-fergies-new-hair"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each night she takes her extensions out (not that I have those, but my hair is pretty long),  soaks her hair in Moroccan Oil and twists it up in a bun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night, I skipped that first step, but soaked my hair (the bottom 5 inches or so) in Moroccan Oil &amp;amp; tossed it up in a bun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Verdict?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems to have helped &amp;amp;  I may have to try it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem?  My paycheck does not exactly match Fergie's &amp;amp; Moroccan Oil can be a bit expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it worth it to keep my hair from looking &amp;amp; feeling like horse hair? &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-7345292950975047375?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/7345292950975047375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=7345292950975047375' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7345292950975047375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7345292950975047375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/11/dry-hair-moroccan-oil.html' title='Dry Hair + Moroccan Oil'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-1532083484920463144</id><published>2010-11-03T06:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T06:45:00.601-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workboots and Bathrooms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A bathroom story'/><title type='text'>This one time, I walked into a bathroom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you ever have those moments where you just wonder what kind of alternate reality you've walked in to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did that recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tired - which seriously, I'm so tired of hearing come out of my mouth, but I am.  I'm exhausted and I feel like I never catch up on sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was tired.  So very very tired and looking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like death warmed over.  Or a bag of poo.  Your choice - they're both fairly accurate lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving in New England and stopped at one of those nice roadside gas/food/snack places.  Had a Starbucks &amp;amp; everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my gas, was going to grab some water and realized that I needed to go to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding the signs I headed towards the bathrooms.  Found the door with the "Women" sign on it and pushed open the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked into the bathroom I noticed the stalls.  At the bottom of the stalls' doors I saw legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which would have been all fine and normal, in most circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, these legs were encased in workboots and faded out jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowing to a stop I did that little half bend.  You know, where you're looking to see if someone is in a stall.  But I wasn't looking to see if there was an empty one (which there was), but to get a closer look at the boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned right back around, opened the door &amp;amp; looked at the sign on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, said "Women". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned back &amp;amp; went to that empty stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I laughed about it on my way back to the hotel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because in most circumstances, I doubt I would have even thought twice about the workboots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except I was in New England and I was tired.  And at that point it made all the sense in the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-1532083484920463144?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/1532083484920463144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=1532083484920463144' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1532083484920463144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1532083484920463144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-one-time-i-walked-into-bathroom.html' title='This one time, I walked into a bathroom...'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-6765355888726200324</id><published>2010-10-26T06:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T08:00:29.386-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pepe Cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How to Stretch a Cat'/><title type='text'>How to Stretch a Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you all met Stewie?  He's the newest holder of the title of "World's Longest Cat" measuring in at 48 1/2 inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TMbAI5G2nJI/AAAAAAAABRc/M1K8_BT3Xvg/s1600/Stewie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TMbAI5G2nJI/AAAAAAAABRc/M1K8_BT3Xvg/s400/Stewie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532320451272285330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kansascity.com/2010/10/19/2332433/nevada-feline-becomes-worlds-longest.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts and I both saw this story over the weekend and ended up almost in tears over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why?" you may ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took one look at Pepe Cat and knew that he could compete for the title.  Of course he could!  He's long, he's fluffy, when he stretches....well, let's just say that his stretches are incredible to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the opportune moment, I grabbed him up and held him close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He began to purr - which is highly unlike him when I decide to love on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts headed for the tape measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is when Pepe Cats eyes started to get bigger and the purring stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the tape measure was pulled open &amp;amp; made the whirring sound I knew we were in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepe Cat pulled himself into a tight ball and dug his back claws into my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hurry Mr. Potts!  Hurry or he'll never let us do it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my dear husband approached with the tape measure extended Pepe Cat let out a low growl and his head began moving from side to side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was looking for an escape route. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He found it, pulling his claws from my shoulder, embedding them in my upper chest and pushing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying laughing, we decided he must be at least 3 1/2 feet.  Not quite World Record holder material, but we'll keep him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-6765355888726200324?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6765355888726200324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=6765355888726200324' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6765355888726200324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6765355888726200324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-to-stretch-cat.html' title='How to Stretch a Cat'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TMbAI5G2nJI/AAAAAAAABRc/M1K8_BT3Xvg/s72-c/Stewie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-2538473829917005267</id><published>2010-10-19T20:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T04:11:17.107-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Someone I love'/><title type='text'>Someone I love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When someone I love is given a gift, no matter big or small, I'm always thankful for that gift for them.  I love to celebrate them and their celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And man, I hit the happy place last night.  Landlocked Mermaid (private blog) has shared with so many of us her struggles to conceive and the heartbreak of loss.  I can't imagine two people more wonderfully suited for not just each other but also for their littlest one growing along.  I've said to LM many times that the baby is out there meant to be for them, it just may take a little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll be a wonderful mother, of this I have no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is for you LM.  Loud &amp;amp; Proud &amp;amp; in love with your new baby growing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love has been sent to lift that baby in prayers.  Not just your baby but you as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see this picture with a little one snuggled right in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9T9dr6phNmQ/TJK8LSpdH3I/AAAAAAAACG4/W2whVyr5dcc/s1600/billywedding+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 547px; height: 411px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9T9dr6phNmQ/TJK8LSpdH3I/AAAAAAAACG4/W2whVyr5dcc/s1600/billywedding+009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't wait to see Baby LLM.&lt;br /&gt;This picture comes from her blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be celebrating with you &amp;amp; loving all three of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-2538473829917005267?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2538473829917005267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=2538473829917005267' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2538473829917005267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2538473829917005267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/10/someone-i-love.html' title='Someone I love'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9T9dr6phNmQ/TJK8LSpdH3I/AAAAAAAACG4/W2whVyr5dcc/s72-c/billywedding+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-623049499942070535</id><published>2010-10-18T20:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T21:23:12.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend full of memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last two years we have taken my niece and nephew to a local farm to pick their own pumpkins.  The third time must have been the charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up the munchkins and my brother after church on Sunday and piled into my car to head for the pumpkin patch.  The five of us were set and ready.  We were on the mission to find our perfect pumpkins.  We started out by looking at what was already available, but decided we wanted to go into the field and pick our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzvEvmhw8I/AAAAAAAABP8/ffHJrQ6CqOo/s1600/Pumpkin+Patch+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzvEvmhw8I/AAAAAAAABP8/ffHJrQ6CqOo/s400/Pumpkin+Patch+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529557307280704450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling the wagon, my nephew kept telling us, was HIS job. We started out with one or two willy nilly pumpkins.  Uncle Mr. Potts imposed some structure so that we began finding pumpkins that would suite our needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they brought their pumpkins to the wagon, we talked about how if one new one went in than an old one had to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there were a few wonky ones that shouldn't have been allowed in the wagon to begin with - neither here nor there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around and looked at things.  My sweet nephew suddenly stopped the wagon &amp;amp; I ran into it.  Golf ball sized lump on my shin. I'm clumsy, what can I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked at animals, we pulled our wagon, we held hands.  We had a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzvFt65LmI/AAAAAAAABQM/4Vq1DPFxtfU/s1600/Pumpkin+Patch+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzvFt65LmI/AAAAAAAABQM/4Vq1DPFxtfU/s400/Pumpkin+Patch+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529557324009123426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzvE3vL9wI/AAAAAAAABQE/CH2tXt9r4nc/s1600/Pumpkin+Patch+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzvE3vL9wI/AAAAAAAABQE/CH2tXt9r4nc/s400/Pumpkin+Patch+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529557309464508162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We definitely saw pumpkins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzvGZq0kfI/AAAAAAAABQU/d28TBymuf58/s1600/Pumpkin+Patch+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzvGZq0kfI/AAAAAAAABQU/d28TBymuf58/s400/Pumpkin+Patch+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529557335752872434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotta get it up in the wagon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzvHXd-CJI/AAAAAAAABQc/u2GjYiOZm5Y/s1600/Pumpkin+Patch+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzvHXd-CJI/AAAAAAAABQc/u2GjYiOZm5Y/s400/Pumpkin+Patch+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529557352341964946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one to pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzw44mVC_I/AAAAAAAABQk/rFskb9NzRy8/s1600/Pumpkin+Patch+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzw44mVC_I/AAAAAAAABQk/rFskb9NzRy8/s400/Pumpkin+Patch+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529559302560615410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzw5H5Eo4I/AAAAAAAABQs/yNYUrGvlvDM/s1600/Pumpkin+Patch+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzw5H5Eo4I/AAAAAAAABQs/yNYUrGvlvDM/s400/Pumpkin+Patch+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529559306665763714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found them and made our choices.  A full wagon&amp;amp; a tired little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzw5XtRciI/AAAAAAAABQ0/cvxgpEKmb28/s1600/Pumpkin+Patch+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzw5XtRciI/AAAAAAAABQ0/cvxgpEKmb28/s400/Pumpkin+Patch+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529559310911238690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My munchkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzw6BbBuZI/AAAAAAAABRE/0dg1zzUs_9k/s1600/Pumpkin+Patch+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzw6BbBuZI/AAAAAAAABRE/0dg1zzUs_9k/s400/Pumpkin+Patch+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529559322109000082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the end of the day we had to refuel with cotton candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzx2-tHRpI/AAAAAAAABRM/lIRQV_N2StQ/s1600/Pumpkin+Patch+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzx2-tHRpI/AAAAAAAABRM/lIRQV_N2StQ/s400/Pumpkin+Patch+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529560369351575186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's got quite the Cotton Candy Mustache going on - watch out little girls, he'll break your heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This was the BEST DAY EVER!"&lt;br /&gt;My nephew told me this on the way home.  And I tell you, I had to agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes a day the BEST DAY EVER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-623049499942070535?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/623049499942070535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=623049499942070535' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/623049499942070535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/623049499942070535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/10/weekend-full-of-memories.html' title='A weekend full of memories'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TLzvEvmhw8I/AAAAAAAABP8/ffHJrQ6CqOo/s72-c/Pumpkin+Patch+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-8520798878693337358</id><published>2010-10-18T06:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T06:28:00.279-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Choices you make'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best Day Ever'/><title type='text'>It's the choices you make</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been gone a lot lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I don't get much time to sleep in my own bed, use my own towels, go to my own gym, cook my own food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get to see my munchkins as often as I'd like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get to walk my dog or brush my sweet fluffy cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get to kiss my husband every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last one stings the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had someone pay me such a compliment last week though.  And let me tell you, it rocked me to my core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My co-worker told me that she admires me for staying so positive and friendly when at the end of a long week, I must be so ready to just scream at anyone who crosses my path wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't know how close she is; how hard she hit that nail on the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because when I've been gone all week, I've been getting up and heading down to the hotel gym at 4am.  I'm trying to make healthy choices in my life.  I work to get enough sleep so that I can stay on top of my game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the week, I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIRED&lt;/span&gt;.  Beyond exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really could snap at someone so easily.  It would be so easy to lash out at someone and lose my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I don't.  I make the choice to be kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold the door for people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say "Thank You" and "Please".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I help people when they drop things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make a choice to hopefully be a positive influence to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you never know who is watching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I truly hope that I can be an inspiration to others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially to those two little munchkins that totally rock my world - we went to the pumpkin patch Sunday &amp;amp; had "the BEST day EVER!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Day Ever - attributed to my precious nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you choose?  What choices do you make to inspire others, not knowing who may be watching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-8520798878693337358?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8520798878693337358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=8520798878693337358' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8520798878693337358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8520798878693337358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-choices-you-make.html' title='It&apos;s the choices you make'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-5661078349968443322</id><published>2010-10-08T07:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T10:42:13.405-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabulous Friday'/><title type='text'>Friday, Friday, Fabulous Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After an "Off Week" (and Thank You, by the way to everyone who commented to let me know I'm not alone in these sometimes), I just can't tell you how happy I am that today is Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to spend the evening with some of my most favorite peeps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This handsome man (who happens to be my most favorite person in the world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TK8sYTEVczI/AAAAAAAABPs/g5TbrTdUyCY/s1600/Jaime%27s+35th+Birthday+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TK8sYTEVczI/AAAAAAAABPs/g5TbrTdUyCY/s400/Jaime%27s+35th+Birthday+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525684063753827122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lovely lady.  Isn't she TALL??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TK8sY1ixR-I/AAAAAAAABP0/6HJLG5UuZ0E/s1600/Summer+2010+-+Andy%27s+35th+Birthday+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TK8sY1ixR-I/AAAAAAAABP0/6HJLG5UuZ0E/s400/Summer+2010+-+Andy%27s+35th+Birthday+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525684073008285666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be hanging out tonight, eating risotto and laughing and chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The munchkins are coming over tomorrow and we're going to replant my flowers on our deck and by our front door.  Maybe a pot or two of pansies and some mums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bel-r.com/files/sorbet_ruby_and_gold_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 501px; height: 321px;" src="http://bel-r.com/files/sorbet_ruby_and_gold_edited-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bel-r.com/fallPansyViola.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nicksgreenleafgardens.com/Images/GalleryImages/Enlargements/E01IndividualFlowers/FallMums.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 502px; height: 376px;" src="http://www.nicksgreenleafgardens.com/Images/GalleryImages/Enlargements/E01IndividualFlowers/FallMums.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nicksgreenleafgardens.com/MorePhotos.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What wonderful things do you have planned for your weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-5661078349968443322?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5661078349968443322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=5661078349968443322' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5661078349968443322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5661078349968443322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/10/friday-friday-fabulous-friday.html' title='Friday, Friday, Fabulous Friday'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TK8sYTEVczI/AAAAAAAABPs/g5TbrTdUyCY/s72-c/Jaime%27s+35th+Birthday+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-1627397899535149512</id><published>2010-10-07T07:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T12:14:11.552-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An Off Day'/><title type='text'>An "Off" Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever have one of those days that is just off?  My last few have felt that way.  Maybe more in the vein of people have irritated me....still, just off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://justworkit.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/woman_questions_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 455px; height: 455px;" src="http://justworkit.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/woman_questions_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.cnet.com"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad drivers drive me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women who adjust their wig while driving.  Seriously.  In the rear view mirror.  Like she's asking herself, "Does it look better tilted forward, backwards, either side?"  I thought to myself, "It's the end of the day lady.  Just go home &amp;amp; take it off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motorized wheelchairs on city streets blocking a lane of traffic.  When there is a perfectly good sidewalk to ride on.  Wheelchairs are not a moped &amp;amp; can be ridden on the sidewalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to one store to pick up flank steak &amp;amp; having to go to a different one because they didn't have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/09/fabulous-friday-legs-edition.html"&gt;Compression Hose.&lt;/a&gt;  Need I say more?  Actually, someone asked the other day how my legs felt.  My answer?  "Compressed."  I can't wait to get the veins zapped away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangs that are growing out &amp;amp; are all sorts of wonky.  Cowlicks that make them stick out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all, I think I'm having an off week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm not alone in this &amp;amp; if you're having an off day/week/month/year, let me know!  I can't make it better, but I can commiserate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for fun, I googled Wonky.  First thing that pops up is Paris Hilton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5L213Ip_Dg4/SbRFWmHSIoI/AAAAAAAADPs/qn8koRQmfCI/s400/wonky+eye+paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 340px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5L213Ip_Dg4/SbRFWmHSIoI/AAAAAAAADPs/qn8koRQmfCI/s400/wonky+eye+paris.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chexydecimal.blogspot.com/2009/03/wonky-and-willie.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-1627397899535149512?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/1627397899535149512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=1627397899535149512' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1627397899535149512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1627397899535149512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/10/off-day.html' title='An &quot;Off&quot; Day'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5L213Ip_Dg4/SbRFWmHSIoI/AAAAAAAADPs/qn8koRQmfCI/s72-c/wonky+eye+paris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-8869732220418040195</id><published>2010-10-06T06:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T10:07:11.708-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where I&apos;ve Been'/><title type='text'>Where I've been - A quick look</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so we all know Wordless Wednesday is a bit of an impossibility for me, but I recently found an interesting &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://douweosinga.com/projects/visited"&gt;website &lt;/a&gt;that lets you map out where you've been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TKyAtUIaYiI/AAAAAAAABPk/7YHncOZXvj0/s1600/where+I%27ve+been.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 447px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TKyAtUIaYiI/AAAAAAAABPk/7YHncOZXvj0/s400/where+I%27ve+been.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524932358863217186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is actually easier to tell you where I've &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaska&lt;br /&gt;Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;Idaho (sorry Brittany, just haven't gotten there yet!)&lt;br /&gt;Montana&lt;br /&gt;North Dakota&lt;br /&gt;Oregon&lt;br /&gt;South Dakota&lt;br /&gt;Wyoming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the ones I've never been to, I've got Alaska, Hawaii, Idaho and Oregon on my lists as definite "Must Go To's".  Montana &amp;amp; Wyoming are "Maybe's".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm above the national average for states visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do you have a favorite state you've visited (US) &amp;amp; which state is on your "Must Go To" list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-8869732220418040195?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8869732220418040195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=8869732220418040195' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8869732220418040195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8869732220418040195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/10/where-ive-been-quick-look.html' title='Where I&apos;ve been - A quick look'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TKyAtUIaYiI/AAAAAAAABPk/7YHncOZXvj0/s72-c/where+I%27ve+been.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-63288577791509279</id><published>2010-10-05T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T06:00:05.547-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Definite Redo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What&apos;s new in your kitchen'/><title type='text'>Definite Redo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a roll again, here I am, trying to make sure that Mr. Potts is well taken care of while I'm here.  Even when I'm not, I try to make sure he has leftovers for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else out there pull recipes out of magazines &amp;amp; end up with a bunch of loose papers?  I used to but then would lose the 2nd half of a recipe if a page got lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bought a binder with a few tabs and started saving my recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner last night was one of these recipes.  I found this recipe for &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.shape.com/healthy-eating/recipes/coq-au-vin"&gt;Coq Au Vin&lt;/a&gt; in Shape back in May and had never gotten around to trying it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super easy &amp;amp; very yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't use the mushrooms - the only food I absolutely abhor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shape.com/sites/www.shape.com/files/11266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 434px; height: 252px;" src="http://www.shape.com/sites/www.shape.com/files/11266.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Coq Au Vin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 lb boneless, skinless chicken breast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tbsp minced garlic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 tbsp white wine (such as chardonnay or pinot grigio), divided&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tsp cornstarch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;/&lt;sub&gt;4&lt;/sub&gt; tsp freshly ground black pepper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;/&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt; cup low-sodium chicken broth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 oz uncooked egg noodles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tbsp peanut or vegetable oil, divided&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;/&lt;sub&gt;4&lt;/sub&gt; cup 1/4 -inch diced Canadian bacon (about 1 ounce) (optional - I left this out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup 1/4 -inch-thick sliced carrots&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup 1/4 -inch-thick sliced mushrooms (definitely left this out!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tbsp fresh thyme leaves, plus whole thyme sprigs (optional - left out, didn't have)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;/&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt; tsp salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;/&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt; cup thinly sliced scallions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;            &lt;/div&gt;           &lt;h1 style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Directions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;           &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bring a large pot of water to boil for the noodles. Slice chicken into  bite-size pieces, being careful to cut across the grain of the meat. (If  you cut with the grain, the chicken will be tough.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; In a medium bowl, combine chicken, garlic, 1 tablespoon wine,  cornstarch, and pepper. Toss to combine and let sit for a few minutes.  In a small bowl, combine broth and remaining wine. Once water comes to a  boil, add noodles and cook according to package directions for about 7  to 10 minutes or until al dente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Meanwhile, heat a 14-inch flat-bottom wok or 12-inch skillet over high (I used my 12 inch cast iron).  Swirl in 1 tablespoon oil, then add chicken and spread evenly in 1 layer  in pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Cook undisturbed for 1 minute, letting chicken begin to sear. Stir-fry  for 1 minute or until chicken is lightly browned but not cooked through.  Transfer chicken to a plate. Swirl remaining oil into wok, add bacon,  carrots and mushrooms and stir-fry for 1 minute or until mushrooms begin to brown.  Return chicken, along with any juices that have accumulated, to pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Swirl broth mixture into pan, add thyme leaves and salt and stir-fry for 1 to 2 minutes or until chicken is just cooked through.  Stir in scallions, cook for 20 seconds.  Divide noodles among 4 plates, top with chicken &amp;amp; vegetables and serve, garnished with thyme sprigs if desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Turned out wonderful &amp;amp; Mr. Potts has asked for a redo (that's how we determine if something is good &amp;amp; should be made again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything new in your kitchens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-63288577791509279?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/63288577791509279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=63288577791509279' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/63288577791509279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/63288577791509279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/10/definite-redo.html' title='Definite Redo!'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-6494963508269208196</id><published>2010-10-04T06:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T06:52:00.149-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gobble Gobble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Icing on my travel cake'/><title type='text'>The icing to my cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past week was a long one in New England.  The weather was wet and all I could think of was getting back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My travel day on Tuesday was one of the most frustrating I've had in a while.  It started when I was on my way to the airport and stopped behind someone at a red light.  Stopped behind someone who was driving a manual transmission car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the part about being stopped at the light?  We were on a hill.  A fairly steep hill.  Apparently the girl in front of me wasn't so great at getting going on a hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light turned green and she promptly stalled her car.  But instead of stalling and hitting the brakes, she stalled &amp;amp; rolled back about 2 feet.  And then proceeded to stall 2 more times, each time rolling another 2 or 3 feet.  At this point, my car was in reverse &amp;amp; I was just trying to keep from getting rolled into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually she got going, but by then, my nerves were on edge.  What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked up right as the shuttle bus at the airport pulled off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to enter the airport and went for the "Exit" door.  Didn't work so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man at the security line was a LIAR.  "Security Line at D is much faster."  Not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman and her father were behind me going through security.  She was impatient, she was short, she was fussy.  And he was confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted a little and after getting through security I turned to her and said, "It must be hard for you both to have him traveling."  She looked at me and told me that he suffered from Alzheimer's/Dementia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I almost started crying.  I wanted to give them both a big hug - I've been there &amp;amp; seen the effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't.  I went on to my gate and was off to New England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my car, a funny little Yaris, and was off to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toyota.com/img/vehicles/2010/yaris/gallery/full/ext_img1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 507px; height: 265px;" src="http://www.toyota.com/img/vehicles/2010/yaris/gallery/full/ext_img1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;image &lt;a href="http://www.toyota.com/yaris/photo-gallery.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost there when I suddenly had to slam on the brakes.  As I was coming off of the interstate, this animal came trotting across the exit ramp:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mayo.personcounty.net/Bird%20Folder/common%20ground%20birds/Wild%20turkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 501px; height: 351px;" src="http://mayo.personcounty.net/Bird%20Folder/common%20ground%20birds/Wild%20turkey.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;image &lt;a href="http://mayo.personcounty.net/Bird%20Folder/bird%20page%20all_birds.htm"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this wild turkey took his sweet time getting across the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he reached the grass, that guy turned around &amp;amp; I swear I hurt him say, "Gobble Gobble Sucka!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shot right back, "You're lucky I didn't hit you &amp;amp; pack your birdy butt in dry ice &amp;amp; ship you home!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, was the icing on my travel day cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-6494963508269208196?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6494963508269208196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=6494963508269208196' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6494963508269208196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6494963508269208196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/10/icing-to-my-cake.html' title='The icing to my cake'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-3868403814742773042</id><published>2010-09-25T17:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T18:21:59.279-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The priceless things he says'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slow Saturday wakeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kissing Mrs. Potato Head'/><title type='text'>Kissing Mrs. Potato Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you love when you have time to wake up slowly on a Saturday?  No where to be, nothing important to do, no reason to fix your hair or put on make up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my morning today - we were heading to the lake and in no hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an interesting article lately (October's &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.womenshealthmag.com/"&gt;Women's Health&lt;/a&gt;) about the fact that many of the things we do to stay healthy &amp;amp; in shape contribute to a loss in facial volume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, "After a certain age, you have to choose between your fanny &amp;amp; your face."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quote often attributed to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000366/bio"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Catherine Deneuve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was slowly waking up I turned to Mr. Potts &amp;amp; asked if he could see my "Eleven".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me a little perplexed and I explained the lines (one major, one minor) between my eyes.  I told him that next year (2011) I may check into the fillers to smooth them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that was fine, as long as I didn't get my lips done too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because then, you know, it would be like kissing Mrs. Potato Head."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mobileartz.com/wallpapers/cartoons/MrsPotatoHead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 226px;" src="http://www.mobileartz.com/wallpapers/cartoons/MrsPotatoHead.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.mobileartz.com/wallpapers/cartoons/MrsPotatoHead.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.noeman.org/gsm/sony-ericsson-themes/44896-240x320-wallpapers-%253B.html&amp;amp;usg=__He_oem83iVry_779tO2FQhcT5Y0=&amp;amp;h=128&amp;amp;w=128&amp;amp;sz=22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=60&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=U7ocHi8tFQt0gM:&amp;amp;tbnh=102&amp;amp;tbnw=102&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dmrs.%2Bpotato%2Bhead%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DX%26biw%3D1229%26bih%3D518%26tbs%3Disch:10%2C1282&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=925&amp;amp;vpy=191&amp;amp;dur=26&amp;amp;hovh=102&amp;amp;hovw=102&amp;amp;tx=90&amp;amp;ty=66&amp;amp;ei=WXGeTOytL4P88AbwpvzODw&amp;amp;oei=9XCeTKTxMcSclgfNhInuAg&amp;amp;esq=10&amp;amp;page=4&amp;amp;ndsp=26&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:15,s:60&amp;amp;biw=1229&amp;amp;bih=518"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I die.  What a way to wake up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have had a wonderful Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-3868403814742773042?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/3868403814742773042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=3868403814742773042' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3868403814742773042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3868403814742773042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/09/saturday-funny.html' title='Kissing Mrs. Potato Head'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-7165315085717651659</id><published>2010-09-24T06:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T09:01:23.042-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not just for special occasions steak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabulous Friday'/><title type='text'>Steak - Not just for special occasions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I made my third "new to us" meal and was thrilled with the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a HUGE lover of sandwiches:  Philly Cheese, Reuben's, Pastrami on Rye, Beef on Wec, etc.  When I ran across a recipe for &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=1714548"&gt;Steak &amp;amp; Cheese Sandwiches&lt;/a&gt; (which also had mushrooms in them, but I took that out because..EWW!) I knew these had to come into play this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed the recipe almost to a t - obviously I left out the mushrooms, I added a bit more Worcestershire Sauce and used more onion/pepper than it called for (I used a full onion &amp;amp; pepper each).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img4.cookinglight.com/i/2008/03/0803p234-philly-l.jpg?400:400"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://img4.cookinglight.com/i/2008/03/0803p234-philly-l.jpg?400:400" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cookinglight.com/food/quick-healthy/quick-easy-comfort-food-recipes-00400000057748/page10.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To go along with them, I made the homemade potato chips.  To season them, I used cracked black pepper, a little garlic &amp;amp; one of the salts I won from &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://thelifeaccounts.blogspot.com/2010/01/domestic-goddess-giveaway.html"&gt;Mrs. Life Accounts&lt;/a&gt; forever ago.  How awesome are these salts???  I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ny-image3.etsy.com/il_430xN.174630447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 430px; height: 537px;" src="http://ny-image3.etsy.com/il_430xN.174630447.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/56373721/salts-of-the-world-gift-set-and-micro"&gt;via &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned from the last batch &amp;amp; gave myself more time to cook them.  This allowed me not to broil them to make them, "Hurry up &amp;amp; get ready!".  The broiling last time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may &lt;/span&gt;have resulted in us losing a few.  But only a few!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also tried to make a cheese dip - which didn't turn out so hot.  I just kind of winged it &amp;amp; we could tell.  Anyone have a good way to make a cheese dip that will hold up to thinly sliced, baked potato chips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what the best part of today is?  It's FRIDAY Y'ALL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Fabulous Friday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-7165315085717651659?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/7165315085717651659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=7165315085717651659' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7165315085717651659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7165315085717651659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/09/steak-not-just-for-special-occasions.html' title='Steak - Not just for special occasions'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-7771620084317424540</id><published>2010-09-22T07:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T11:41:05.714-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='35 for 35'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best dinner in a while'/><title type='text'>A Tale of Risotto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night was the second night in my "Make a New Meal for Mr. Potts" week.  Y'all.  It. Was. FABULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kid you not.  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=226425"&gt;Monterey Jack, Corn &amp;amp; Roasted Red Pepper Risotto&lt;/a&gt;.  D-VINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I know that it is spelled "Divine", but I had to do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something &lt;/span&gt;to show you how wonderful it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, as always, made some modifications.  I added a little chicken, I threw in some black beans, I used frozen corn that had a Southwestern flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the pan - notice the dented side?  Yes, I need some new pans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJoh8LI7LSI/AAAAAAAABPU/qdZtJwzQPwE/s1600/Southwestern+Risotto+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJoh8LI7LSI/AAAAAAAABPU/qdZtJwzQPwE/s400/Southwestern+Risotto+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519761610962054434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up - look at the chicken, the black beans, the corn &amp;amp; the red peppers.  I love the color of this dish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJoh8eaHbWI/AAAAAAAABPc/TRkzTVRkWqc/s1600/Southwestern+Risotto+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJoh8eaHbWI/AAAAAAAABPc/TRkzTVRkWqc/s400/Southwestern+Risotto+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519761616134434146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Side Note:  If anyone would like to recommend a camera that will take better pictures than my old Cannon Powershot (point &amp;amp; shoot) that will not break the bank, I'll gladly take those recommendations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the night was not the food, however.  It was spending time with Mr. Potts in the kitchen while he stirred the rice (short grain brown, takes a little longer to cook than the recipe calls for) and I chopped the peppers and chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about our days.  We laughed about MOTY - my brother recently said she was living her dream life of being a donut maker.  You had to be there, it was a hilarious comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about his new Kindle that came in the mail yesterday (part of his &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/01/35-for-35.html"&gt;35 for 35&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent time together that we don't normally get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was absolutely wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the food?  Well, that was just the icing on the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the best risotto ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-7771620084317424540?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/7771620084317424540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=7771620084317424540' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7771620084317424540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/7771620084317424540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/09/tale-of-risotto.html' title='A Tale of Risotto'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJoh8LI7LSI/AAAAAAAABPU/qdZtJwzQPwE/s72-c/Southwestern+Risotto+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-3240909579143221590</id><published>2010-09-21T07:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T09:46:53.270-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bits and Pieces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a little randomness never hurt anyone'/><title type='text'>A little of this, a little of that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've got to follow in &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://cestyeuxbruns.blogspot.com/"&gt;b.e.g.&lt;/a&gt;'s &amp;amp; &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://theedwardsedition.blogspot.com/"&gt;Susannah&lt;/a&gt;'s steps and throw a little randomness out there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm absolutely exhausted.  As in worn out, plum tuckered out (as my step-mom would say), lost all my energy, in bad need of good sleep....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIRED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to remedy above situation by being in bed at 9pm tonight.  On the dot.  No Fantasy Football will keep me up tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my norm has been airports, hotels &amp;amp; rental cars so frequently, I decided to pull out my Cooking Light cookbook and pick some new recipes for Mr. Potts this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night's dinner was a result of cookbook perusing.  We had &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=630134"&gt;Smoky Bacon &amp;amp; Blue Cheese Chicken Salad Pitas&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=1723373"&gt;Potato Chips with Blue Cheese Dip&lt;/a&gt;.  Both were excellent.  I made numerous small tweaks, which is the norm with all recipes I use, and was so happy with the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for fall.  I get a good taste of it when I'm in New England, but then I come home &amp;amp; it is 90+ degrees.  I get to wear sweaters one week and short sleeves the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving to work this morning, there was a man waiting to cross the street in jeans, a turtleneck and his leather coat.  Guess he's ready for fall too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/09/fabulous-friday-legs-edition.html"&gt;stockings &lt;/a&gt;help, but they are so ugly.  They were great in Vermont last week while I was standing &amp;amp; at the end of the day, my legs don't hurt as badly, but yeesh, they're ugly!  And when I take them off I suppose the blood all rushes for my legs which makes them tingle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all got these random thoughts that run around in our heads - at least, I hope I'm not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's running around in your head lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-3240909579143221590?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/3240909579143221590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=3240909579143221590' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3240909579143221590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3240909579143221590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-of-this-little-of-that.html' title='A little of this, a little of that'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-4819522292210534063</id><published>2010-09-20T06:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T09:29:15.990-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magical nights at the fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend Fair Visit'/><title type='text'>A magical night at the fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The county fair was in town the last week and a half.  Since I was out of town last week, Mr. Potts &amp;amp; I took the munchkins this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they had the best time.  My nephew kept telling me that it was the best day he'd ever had in his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHOLE &lt;/span&gt;life (he'll be 4 in January, so he has tons to compare it to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On a side note, why is there no sarcastic font.  Or a way to show how important things are to a kid?&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went through a petting area and petted the animals.  The kids loved it &amp;amp; Mr. Potts even got in on the petting and feeding action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure happiness, I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdem9gDWtI/AAAAAAAABOM/vdlM19TtPBs/s1600/September+2010+-+Fair+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdem9gDWtI/AAAAAAAABOM/vdlM19TtPBs/s400/September+2010+-+Fair+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518983891802872530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdenYCGRWI/AAAAAAAABOU/0bJziS83glQ/s1600/September+2010+-+Fair+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdenYCGRWI/AAAAAAAABOU/0bJziS83glQ/s400/September+2010+-+Fair+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518983898924991842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdenwAF4bI/AAAAAAAABOc/TcTPQviMQuM/s1600/September+2010+-+Fair+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdenwAF4bI/AAAAAAAABOc/TcTPQviMQuM/s400/September+2010+-+Fair+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518983905359028658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such a fuzzy llama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdeoVZrymI/AAAAAAAABOk/JB_WTWMPsxo/s1600/September+2010+-+Fair+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdeoVZrymI/AAAAAAAABOk/JB_WTWMPsxo/s400/September+2010+-+Fair+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518983915398482530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate fair food because nothing is better than a corn dog &amp;amp; lemonade for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode fair rides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdgkMuyRGI/AAAAAAAABOs/PDJuN2COZ-k/s1600/September+2010+-+Fair+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdgkMuyRGI/AAAAAAAABOs/PDJuN2COZ-k/s400/September+2010+-+Fair+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518986043374847074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdgkZFiP5I/AAAAAAAABO0/FJmTTfMW1hc/s1600/September+2010+-+Fair+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdgkZFiP5I/AAAAAAAABO0/FJmTTfMW1hc/s400/September+2010+-+Fair+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518986046691491730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The munchkins were thrilled and squealed &amp;amp; oohed &amp;amp; ahhed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdglQutTlI/AAAAAAAABPE/e5V9dSM67DA/s1600/September+2010+-+Fair+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdglQutTlI/AAAAAAAABPE/e5V9dSM67DA/s400/September+2010+-+Fair+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518986061628132946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts even volunteered to ride the last ride of the night with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdgk83wsMI/AAAAAAAABO8/FTzFAoycotk/s1600/September+2010+-+Fair+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdgk83wsMI/AAAAAAAABO8/FTzFAoycotk/s400/September+2010+-+Fair+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518986056297394370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fair was a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdglkyewHI/AAAAAAAABPM/Qo33-c6DXy0/s1600/September+2010+-+Fair+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdglkyewHI/AAAAAAAABPM/Qo33-c6DXy0/s400/September+2010+-+Fair+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518986067012665458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to the Panthers' game yesterday afternoon.  I won't bore you with the details of the game (it was sad), but I will tell you that at 90 + degrees, I swear I sweated off 5lbs yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly not the highlight of our weekend.  The kids and the fair take that spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What was the best part of your weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-4819522292210534063?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/4819522292210534063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=4819522292210534063' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4819522292210534063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4819522292210534063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/09/magical-night-at-fair.html' title='A magical night at the fair'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJdem9gDWtI/AAAAAAAABOM/vdlM19TtPBs/s72-c/September+2010+-+Fair+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-312075968595886675</id><published>2010-09-17T07:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T12:20:35.656-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabulous Friday'/><title type='text'>Fabulous Friday Picture Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hi lovelies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you all glad Friday is finally here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from Vermont after a whirlwind week.  I ate some &lt;a href="http://www.trattoriadelia.com/ourmenu.php"&gt;great&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.farmhousetg.com/"&gt;food &lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; had two good sessions up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also snapped a few pictures that I knew I had to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute is this guy?  He apparently gets ridden around Church Street in Burlington on his owner's bike.  What a way to travel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJOTK8GKcPI/AAAAAAAABNs/ELdNnSid_CQ/s1600/Cat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJOTK8GKcPI/AAAAAAAABNs/ELdNnSid_CQ/s400/Cat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517915784598941938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snapped these pictures yesterday morning at around 6am.  The sun was rising &amp;amp; was so so pretty from the seat of my plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJOTLoBU_PI/AAAAAAAABN8/0dqF95QNyX4/s1600/Sunrise+over+VT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJOTLoBU_PI/AAAAAAAABN8/0dqF95QNyX4/s400/Sunrise+over+VT.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517915796389821682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJOTLNa9I8I/AAAAAAAABN0/LC8_z9s6bVQ/s1600/Sunrise+over+VT+II.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJOTLNa9I8I/AAAAAAAABN0/LC8_z9s6bVQ/s400/Sunrise+over+VT+II.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517915789249553346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJOUSJkU4WI/AAAAAAAABOE/_zN1uG3Q2WU/s1600/Sunrise+over+VT+III.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJOUSJkU4WI/AAAAAAAABOE/_zN1uG3Q2WU/s400/Sunrise+over+VT+III.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517917007985828194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for anyone who travels on small planes, 5:30am is not the time to start an argument with a tired business traveler.  Instead of arguing with you about your ability to store your stuff under the seat (in MY SPACE) instead of in the overhead (which is where it goes if you're in the bulkhead), I'll hit that "Flight Attendant" button &amp;amp; have them tell you to move your stuff rather than deal with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I'm glad it's finally Friday and I'm glad to be home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-312075968595886675?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/312075968595886675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=312075968595886675' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/312075968595886675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/312075968595886675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/09/fabulous-friday-picture-edition.html' title='Fabulous Friday Picture Edition'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TJOTK8GKcPI/AAAAAAAABNs/ELdNnSid_CQ/s72-c/Cat.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-3445628326949803838</id><published>2010-09-14T22:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T22:32:05.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you save?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past Sunday Mr. Potts and I were enjoying a quiet afternoon.  I was dozing off while he was watching the Panthers (lose badly) and keeping track of his Fantasy Football team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was woken up by our doorbell ringing sharply.  It wasn't the leisurely ring of a neighbor bringing over freshly made cookies or bread (wish that actually happened!); it was a sharp ring of panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled my blanket over my head and started to doze back off when he came bounding back up the stairs, grabbed the fire extinguisher and told me to call 911 - our next door neighbor's unit was on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed our phone and went out on the deck.  Smoke was pouring out of her front door and I saw Mr. Potts and two of our neighbors run into her home.  They came back out very quickly while I tried to answer the questions the 911 operator was asking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sirens were roaring in the distance while our courtyard filled with smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neighbors were coming out of their homes, coming together in the courtyard to comfort our neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two fire engines pulled up &amp;amp; while they unrolled the hoses, Mr. Potts was talking to them about what happened.  After one of our neighbors sprayed the fire, it apparently rolled up from her stove which set off the sprinklers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her home was safe, albeit with a bit of water damage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a bit of water damage to our garage wall where the water leaked through from her unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one was hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the aftermath, our neighbors gathered to talk and commiserate.  We began to get to know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our neighbor will need new cabinets, but there was no life lost &amp;amp; no one was hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening we opened up and laughed.  We learned a little more about each other.  And we made plans to do more things as a neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hugged my neighbor and told her that she should never hesitate to ring our doorbell.  She looked slightly abashed and told me that she never wanted to bother anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she knows now that it isn't a bother.  That's what our neighborhood should be about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for bed that night, I looked at Mr. Potts and asked what he would grab if that were to happen to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked around and said he'd make sure to save our babes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed &amp;amp; talked about how we need a sign.  Hayden would never hesitate to go with someone.  Pepe Cat?  Well, the sign would read something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fluffy orange cat in the house.  Will not come if you call him.  Will probably run and hide.  Most likely under a bed.  Grab him by the belly &amp;amp; run.  He doesn't have front claws &amp;amp; isn't limber enough to really reach around and get you.  But don't forget about him.  He's pretty awesome &amp;amp; we want to keep him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed, but I still wonder what I'd save and what I'd realistically be able to.  I don't know that I'd be able to, but as long as I'd have my family, I'd be whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: For those looking for Fall - Vermont has it.  It will be in the 40's Wednesday night here in Burlington.  I'll send a little your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-3445628326949803838?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/3445628326949803838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=3445628326949803838' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3445628326949803838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3445628326949803838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-would-you-save.html' title='What would you save?'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-2057605599045784736</id><published>2010-09-10T07:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T10:21:49.597-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabulous Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leg Edition'/><title type='text'>Fabulous Friday - Legs Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My appointment with the vein specialist yesterday went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as can be expected when you know walking in that varicose veins run in your family &amp;amp; you've already got them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned quite a bit while I was there.   Like the fact that all the things I'm currently doing to try &amp;amp; keep my legs as healthy as possible are the right things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elevate your legs after a long day?  Check.&lt;br /&gt;Take ibuprofen for pain?  Check.&lt;br /&gt;Walk to help increase blood flow?  Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that, however, my insurance company requires a 3 month period of "conservative therapy".  Which means that while I've been doing everything I should be that any corrective therapy (vein work) can't be done until I've worn a pair of medical grade compression stockings for 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The height of fashion, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.compressionstockings.com/images/500N.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 278px;" src="http://www.compressionstockings.com/images/500N.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank God Fall is here, otherwise I wouldn't survive wearing these in the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to wear these every day.  Take a moment and envision me in these with my running shorts on working out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing yet?  I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will however, wear them as often as I can, especially when flying and when I'll be on my feet all day facilitating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself looking at these last night and thinking that if I could dye them jet black, I could potentially pull off the legging look with them.  Then I remembered the &lt;a href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/08/tuesdays-traveler-shopping-edition.html"&gt;pair of leggings I tried on&lt;/a&gt; in Target.  Perhaps I was onto something there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I attempted to put these on this morning, I thought it would be a breeze.  Like pulling on a pair of thick tights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot these are almost 40% spandex.  Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was bending and twisting and pulling and grunting Hayden &amp;amp; Pepe Cat sat in the doorway with their heads bent to the side.  I'm sure they were wondering what I was doing that caused me to bend in funny positions and mutter obscenities under my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tugged &amp;amp; they didn't move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled and pulled.  Not an inch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the blue "helper" I was given to get them on.  I used that to shroud my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They moved an inch or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scrunched down (anyone getting the vision of scrunchy socks?) and then attempted to smooth out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, 15 minutes after I started they were on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked ridiculous.  My legs felt like sausages squeezed tight in a casing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs were completely compressed...or encased, whichever way you want to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling this will be a long three months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday, y'all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-2057605599045784736?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2057605599045784736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=2057605599045784736' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2057605599045784736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2057605599045784736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/09/fabulous-friday-legs-edition.html' title='Fabulous Friday - Legs Edition'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-1497272661024580682</id><published>2010-09-09T07:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T09:48:45.400-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legs legs legs'/><title type='text'>Stems, Pipes, Sticks, Legs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last time I posted, it was all about &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/09/wordless-wednesday-shes-got-legs.html"&gt;legs&lt;/a&gt;.  This is something that has been on my mind a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I have good legs (they get me where I need to go, I can take Hayden for walks, squats and lunges may be the bain of my existence, but I can do them), I don't have great legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thewomensjournal.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/woman_legs_in_air_pic_dec06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 302px;" src="http://thewomensjournal.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/woman_legs_in_air_pic_dec06.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look at my legs from the front, they're fine.  Take a look from behind &amp;amp; on my left calf you'll see the beginnings of varicose veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are caused by a myriad of reasons and I seem to have been hit with a few of them.  Genetics, long periods of standing, poor circulation, etc.  There have been days recently when after a full day of facilitation, I look down at my calf and the veins are bulging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And y'all, it hurts.  I mean, seriously hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going today for a consultation with a vein specialist here in Charlotte to see about what I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you glad it's Thursday??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-1497272661024580682?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/1497272661024580682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=1497272661024580682' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1497272661024580682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1497272661024580682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/09/stems-pipes-sticks-legs.html' title='Stems, Pipes, Sticks, Legs'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-4594267947016556924</id><published>2010-09-01T06:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T10:34:21.321-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legs'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - She's Got Legs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/THUCR2vZmeI/AAAAAAAAHIQ/FIMzx0Tihe0/s320/wordless+wed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/THUCR2vZmeI/AAAAAAAAHIQ/FIMzx0Tihe0/s320/wordless+wed.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thehollywoodgossip.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/kristin-cavallari-legs-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 509px; height: 1085px;" src="http://www.thehollywoodgossip.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/kristin-cavallari-legs-01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.funonthenet.in/images/stories/forwards/Riya%20Sen/riya-sen-legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 488px; height: 364px;" src="http://www.funonthenet.in/images/stories/forwards/Riya%20Sen/riya-sen-legs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thewomensjournal.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/woman_legs_in_air_pic_dec06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://thewomensjournal.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/woman_legs_in_air_pic_dec06.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.tvfanatic.com/images/gallery/some-long-legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://static.tvfanatic.com/images/gallery/some-long-legs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gTJMEP-c2fo/SXeieqpvvEI/AAAAAAAAJ5U/H39RgSPG4M0/s400/cat_deeley_long_legs_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gTJMEP-c2fo/SXeieqpvvEI/AAAAAAAAJ5U/H39RgSPG4M0/s400/cat_deeley_long_legs_1280x1024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R_Sqi0a8BRc/SbOpL_5xzJI/AAAAAAAAA44/nn1dV1kggNI/s400/britt-ekland-legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R_Sqi0a8BRc/SbOpL_5xzJI/AAAAAAAAA44/nn1dV1kggNI/s400/britt-ekland-legs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/04_04/YellowLegsDM_468x679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 444px; height: 644px;" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/04_04/YellowLegsDM_468x679.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1394/1352662733_122652fc6e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 292px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1394/1352662733_122652fc6e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ratewall.com/cpics/249f989f-7d36-4f2d-82ae-111bc161fb71_Jessica-Alba_Legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 462px; height: 462px;" src="http://www.ratewall.com/cpics/249f989f-7d36-4f2d-82ae-111bc161fb71_Jessica-Alba_Legs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dc-cdn.virtacore.com/LEGSjennifer-aniston-legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 488px;" src="http://dc-cdn.virtacore.com/LEGSjennifer-aniston-legs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/54/Legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 370px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/54/Legs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/07/30/article-1039989-021F26DC00000578-255_468x691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 658px;" src="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/07/30/article-1039989-021F26DC00000578-255_468x691.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img4.realsimple.com/images/beauty-fashion/skincare/0502/lady-legs_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 357px;" src="http://img4.realsimple.com/images/beauty-fashion/skincare/0502/lady-legs_300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://socialitelife.celebuzz.com/bfm_gallery/2009/05/kristin_cavallari_and_the_hills_gang_hang_at_pinches_tacos/gallery_main/gallery_main-the-hills-taco-05282009-98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 452px; height: 703px;" src="http://socialitelife.celebuzz.com/bfm_gallery/2009/05/kristin_cavallari_and_the_hills_gang_hang_at_pinches_tacos/gallery_main/gallery_main-the-hills-taco-05282009-98.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bartcop.com/oscar-winning-legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 538px;" src="http://www.bartcop.com/oscar-winning-legs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.travelblog.org/pix/shim.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://www.travelblog.org/pix/shim.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;images &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/images?hl=en&amp;amp;source=imghp&amp;amp;biw=1024&amp;amp;bih=576&amp;amp;q=legs&amp;amp;gbv=2&amp;amp;aq=f&amp;amp;aqi=g10&amp;amp;aql=&amp;amp;oq=&amp;amp;gs_rfai=#1,7055"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-4594267947016556924?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/4594267947016556924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=4594267947016556924' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4594267947016556924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4594267947016556924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/09/wordless-wednesday-shes-got-legs.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - She&apos;s Got Legs'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/THUCR2vZmeI/AAAAAAAAHIQ/FIMzx0Tihe0/s72-c/wordless+wed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-2854083804950509615</id><published>2010-08-31T06:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T06:25:00.551-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday Recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Tale of a Birthday Weekend'/><title type='text'>A Tale of a Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you know, my dinner on Thursday with Mr. Potts was wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you I had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;goat cheese butter&lt;/span&gt; for my topping on my filet?  HEAVEN - Cabernet reduced down, butter and goat cheese folded in.  I DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also caught up on the Rachel Zoe Project on Sunday (seriously, love that show).  Every time I watch it, I want to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better accessorizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better dresser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better do-er of hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of hair, mine is whacked out right now!  I swear, I've got an appointment on the 11th, but my hair grows like a weed.  I'll take a picture to show you my roots - just not this week.  I'll wait right up until I go in to get that mess (hot mess if we're honest) taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potts surprised me on Thursday with a beautiful new top from one of my favorite little boutiques in Charlotte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me tell you, the man knows how to pick clothes for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG SMILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday came and off to my mom's we went for dinner with her &amp;amp; the munchkins.  They were so excited to help their favorite (only) aunt blow out her one candle.  Yes, only one candle, because as my mom explained, 34 might melt the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THxOUTKCzyI/AAAAAAAABNU/OZ44-dSDS98/s1600/Summer+2010+-+Myrtle+Beach+and+My+Birthday+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THxOUTKCzyI/AAAAAAAABNU/OZ44-dSDS98/s400/Summer+2010+-+Myrtle+Beach+and+My+Birthday+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511366154641395490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we celebrated my aunt's 60th birthday with my dad &amp;amp; his side of the family.  Fun was had all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THxOVGmXWMI/AAAAAAAABNk/vjQ6v10Pxs8/s1600/Summer+2010+-+Myrtle+Beach+and+My+Birthday+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THxOVGmXWMI/AAAAAAAABNk/vjQ6v10Pxs8/s400/Summer+2010+-+Myrtle+Beach+and+My+Birthday+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511366168450390210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Potts' other birthday present to me.  Can't really see the detail as well, but the shoulders are a sparkly blue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was actually a low key day for us.  Mr. Potts calculated taxes - I KNOW it's only August!  But he is super methodical &amp;amp; wants to make sure we max everything out &amp;amp; make the most of our income.   While he did that, I caught up on RZ.  LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also thinking about ordering &lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/product/7701634"&gt;these &lt;/a&gt;shoes.  I'm thinking I'll love them for work (and standing when I facilitate sessions) but I'm not sold on ordering online &amp;amp; no where around here carries them in my size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zappos.com/images/z/1/2/7/1275268-p-2x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 312px;" src="http://www.zappos.com/images/z/1/2/7/1275268-p-2x.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I bite the bullet &amp;amp; just return them if they don't work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  They're actually much prettier in person.  Promise - doesn't everyone say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is is really Tuesday already??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-2854083804950509615?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2854083804950509615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=2854083804950509615' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2854083804950509615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/2854083804950509615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/08/tale-of-birthday-weekend.html' title='A Tale of a Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THxOUTKCzyI/AAAAAAAABNU/OZ44-dSDS98/s72-c/Summer+2010+-+Myrtle+Beach+and+My+Birthday+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-4020040869850020959</id><published>2010-08-27T07:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T09:42:14.006-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Times for NOLA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories can make me cry'/><title type='text'>Remembering Katrina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Five years ago today I watched in horror from NC as Katrina barreled through a city I love with a passion that not many understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years ago I was devastated, in tears, watching the scenes that were broadcast across the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years ago I was desperately trying to get in touch with some of my best friends.  Petrified that they had stayed, I had begged them just days before to flee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years ago I said "Thank You God" when I heard that these people had managed to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I still tear up thinking about it.  I still tear up hearing news reports about the efforts to bring NOLA back from the devastation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm thankful that these wonderful people were safe and that they escaped relatively unscathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that we were able to share a wedding two years ago back in NOLA (where a wedding in July will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MELT &lt;/span&gt;you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THe-_pB2EzI/AAAAAAAABMs/dvoNhPhNxJM/s1600/Pictures+598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THe-_pB2EzI/AAAAAAAABMs/dvoNhPhNxJM/s400/Pictures+598.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510082669665719090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael &amp;amp; Emily - two of my besties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THe_T2Xd7CI/AAAAAAAABM8/8LhRgEbBdOE/s1600/Pictures+582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THe_T2Xd7CI/AAAAAAAABM8/8LhRgEbBdOE/s400/Pictures+582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510083016843455522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Potts &amp;amp; Emily pre-wedding two nights before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THe_UaPgWvI/AAAAAAAABNE/suMlaiFW6Cs/s1600/Pictures+614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THe_UaPgWvI/AAAAAAAABNE/suMlaiFW6Cs/s400/Pictures+614.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510083026473736946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael and me - love this guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THe_TrZRsNI/AAAAAAAABM0/xtv1JLXzA2s/s1600/Pictures+631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THe_TrZRsNI/AAAAAAAABM0/xtv1JLXzA2s/s400/Pictures+631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510083013898252498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gus and Trey - my two other besties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note - Red Bull and Tequila is not the best option after a full afternoon of consumption.  Although it leads to great times, you may not remember all of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birthday Dinner Note: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;My dinner was super duper fantabulous.  Unfortunately, not a single picture was taken.  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://littlemayra.blogspot.com/2010/08/stimulating-your-five-senses.html"&gt;Mayra &lt;/a&gt;has shamed me with her food pictures and now I want a new camera.  &lt;/span&gt;Any recommendations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-4020040869850020959?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/4020040869850020959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=4020040869850020959' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4020040869850020959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/4020040869850020959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/08/remembering-katrina.html' title='Remembering Katrina'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THe-_pB2EzI/AAAAAAAABMs/dvoNhPhNxJM/s72-c/Pictures+598.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-5670965157185220888</id><published>2010-08-26T07:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T11:27:02.583-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday to Me'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday....to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh, birthdays.  I love them so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned 34 today.  No tears at all.  I'm living life and loving every moment of it.  I'm striving to find the beauty and loveliness in everything.  Because you see, I learned that from a special woman this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't have a huge party like Mr. Potts'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THaDZARButI/AAAAAAAABMc/JTE-W5aXGn8/s1600/Summer+2010+-+Andy%27s+35th+Birthday+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THaDZARButI/AAAAAAAABMc/JTE-W5aXGn8/s400/Summer+2010+-+Andy%27s+35th+Birthday+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509735659725765330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You see, I make HUGE deals out of Big birthdays.  I always make a big deal out of each birthday, big or small.  And 34?  Well, that's a big deal (cause it's my birthday) but not a HUGE deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while no big parties, it is still a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're heading to Sullivan's for a birthday dinner tonight where I plan on indulging in a super fabulous steak.  I've been craving it &amp;amp; Mr. Potts knows the way to my heart is through my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sullivansteakhouse.com/siteadmin/private_dinning_pic/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 217px;" src="http://www.sullivansteakhouse.com/siteadmin/private_dinning_pic/5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having my favorite cake (strawberry with vanilla icing &amp;amp; sprinkles) tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://retailrehab.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/birthday_cake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 246px;" src="http://retailrehab.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/birthday_cake1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm indulging in a little &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://pinkpreppylillylover.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pink &amp;amp; Green&lt;/a&gt; whimsy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lw-65pc10Eo/S7k4KLjtrxI/AAAAAAAACms/8VTSXgx4pAg/s400/pink-and-green-wedding-cupcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lw-65pc10Eo/S7k4KLjtrxI/AAAAAAAACms/8VTSXgx4pAg/s400/pink-and-green-wedding-cupcake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, me!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Images &lt;a href="http://www.sullivansteakhouse.com/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bumpkinonaswing.blogspot.com/search?q=love+live&amp;amp;updated-max=2010-04-08T09%3A00%3A00-05%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=20"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://amore-fashion.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-to-me.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-5670965157185220888?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5670965157185220888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=5670965157185220888' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5670965157185220888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5670965157185220888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthdayto-me.html' title='Happy Birthday....to me!'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THaDZARButI/AAAAAAAABMc/JTE-W5aXGn8/s72-c/Summer+2010+-+Andy%27s+35th+Birthday+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-3435276032475281187</id><published>2010-08-25T06:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T09:46:18.020-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inspired by my workout this morning and my sincere desire to have less stress in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ournewearth.tv/admin/upload/video/yoga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://www.ournewearth.tv/admin/upload/video/yoga.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.coralcovejamaica.com/wp-content/2007/08/yoga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 256px;" src="http://www.coralcovejamaica.com/wp-content/2007/08/yoga.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.astrosciencepundit.com/s/10035/yoga/yoga_sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 332px;" src="http://www.astrosciencepundit.com/s/10035/yoga/yoga_sunrise.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deeppeaceduluth.com/images/yoga-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 247px;" src="http://www.deeppeaceduluth.com/images/yoga-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://weblogs.cltv.com/features/health/livinghealthy/yoga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 312px;" src="http://weblogs.cltv.com/features/health/livinghealthy/yoga.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yogatrade.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/Ashtanga-Yoga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 438px;" src="http://www.yogatrade.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/Ashtanga-Yoga.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All images &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/images?hl=en&amp;amp;biw=1024&amp;amp;bih=576&amp;amp;gbv=2&amp;amp;tbs=isch%3A1%2Citp%3Aphoto&amp;amp;sa=1&amp;amp;q=yoga+pictures&amp;amp;aq=f&amp;amp;aqi=&amp;amp;aql=&amp;amp;oq=&amp;amp;gs_rfai="&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/THUCR2vZmeI/AAAAAAAAHIQ/FIMzx0Tihe0/s320/wordless+wed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/THUCR2vZmeI/AAAAAAAAHIQ/FIMzx0Tihe0/s320/wordless+wed.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/THUDWOXAG3I/AAAAAAAAHIY/qpQ5gFSPkwQ/s320/Flowers+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/THUDWOXAG3I/AAAAAAAAHIY/qpQ5gFSPkwQ/s320/Flowers+028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-3435276032475281187?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/3435276032475281187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=3435276032475281187' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3435276032475281187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3435276032475281187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/08/wordless-wednesday_25.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/THUCR2vZmeI/AAAAAAAAHIQ/FIMzx0Tihe0/s72-c/wordless+wed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-8457018190577458838</id><published>2010-08-24T06:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T09:45:57.725-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday&apos;s Traveler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothes Shopping in New Cities'/><title type='text'>Tuesday's Traveler - Shopping Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I'm gone for work I try to find new stores and indulge in a little retail therapy.  This past time in Maine, I was a bit too tired to hunt for the new, so I indulged in the old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sure to come back another Tuesday &amp;amp; share things I find while shopping, but this time, this story takes the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people when they are away from home will search out the comforts that remind them of it.  For some it is a mall, others appreciate specific stores (how I WISH there was a Nordstrom in ME), others perhaps a chain that could provide a little comfort of home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I head straight for the bullseye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Target is my "home away from home".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because really, haven't you noticed that all Targets are basically the same?  Same items, same brands, same layout.  Well, same layout unless you hit the Target jackpot &amp;amp; find a SUPER Target - but I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, Target can help provide a little comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I peruse the makeup.  I check to see if there are any travel size Jergens self-tanning lotion.  I poke around in the clothes for tank tops.  I check out their exercise apparel; sometimes I hit the motherload, other times not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I decided I'd start peeking at their fall clothes.  Because in New England, fall comes bursting through the doors like school kids on a mad dash out the last day of school.  Which (totally off topic) is the way Summer hit us up in the South this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed a longish sweater which looked super soft.  Something I could envision pulling on for a super early morning flight and grabbing a hoodie in case it gets cold on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THPKjB_oTDI/AAAAAAAABMU/80FuPYYpnag/s1600/tunic.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THPKjB_oTDI/AAAAAAAABMU/80FuPYYpnag/s400/tunic.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508969472383798322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I even envisioned this sweater with a pair of black leggings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I KNOW&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thought I'd try it since the cardinal rule for wearing leggings is to make sure your bum would be covered and this sweater would definitely do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed the first pair that I saw, thinking to myself, "Fabulous!  They even have them in Petite!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have been my first clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into the dressing room where I pulled on the sweater and giggled a little thinking to myself that I should have grabbed a little tank to throw on over it.  Whatever, I was just trying it for fit.  No problem if my bra was hanging out a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took the leggings off the hangar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held them up and did the sideways head tilt while thinking to myself, "Do I want to go here?  Didn't I do this in 8th grade?  Hmmm....that waist looks a little, well, little."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First one leg, then the other went into the leggings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started working them up over my calves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I thought smugly to myself that they were fitting pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have been a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIGN &lt;/span&gt;when the part that is going to fit around your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;thighs &lt;/span&gt;is fitting your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;calves&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my knees is where the struggle began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got them up above my knees, but when I looked at myself in the mirror, my face was oddly red.  Like I'd been working out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which in hindsight is what I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because as I stood there in all my non-tank top, bra hanging out leggings stuck above my knees glory I realized they weren't going to budge any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the person I am, I swore I was going to get them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have just taken them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once up they cut off the circulation below my waist.  I couldn't breathe.  I looked like a sausage with a tied off middle - or really, one of those link things of sausage where my waist was the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't understand.  Why weren't they fitting?  I've been working out, I'm losing weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a sigh of shame I pulled them off.  Only to find the tag and begin to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed so hard I cried.  So hard that the attendant came to find out what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I handed her the outfit still laughing as I exited the dressing area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was I laughing?  What had me in tears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had tried on kids leggings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And managed to get them on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else out there had any wardrobe "malfunctions" while trying on clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tuesday, y'all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-8457018190577458838?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8457018190577458838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=8457018190577458838' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8457018190577458838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8457018190577458838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/08/tuesdays-traveler-shopping-edition.html' title='Tuesday&apos;s Traveler - Shopping Edition'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/THPKjB_oTDI/AAAAAAAABMU/80FuPYYpnag/s72-c/tunic.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-8883940198425120946</id><published>2010-08-23T07:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T10:45:48.581-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall Nail Colors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday Week Countdown'/><title type='text'>Birthday Week Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided this year that since Mr. Potts was turning 35 that I wouldn't make a HUGE deal out of my birthday.  Which for me, is highly abnormal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mr. Potts, though, it has been worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I want to do this week for my birthday is get a manicure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really loving the brown trend for this fall, so I may start with something like this with a little lighter with a color named Au Natural.  Described as a Soft, Sandy Beige with Light Shimmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.haircarechoices.com/prod_images/1426/250/14938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://www.haircarechoices.com/prod_images/1426/250/14938.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving a little further into fall, I may go with Downtown Brown from the creme collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.haircarechoices.com/prod_images/1426/250/14911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://www.haircarechoices.com/prod_images/1426/250/14911.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps Chocolate Kisses, also from the creme collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.haircarechoices.com/prod_images/1426/250/14916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://www.haircarechoices.com/prod_images/1426/250/14916.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the one that may turn out to be my fave will be Decadent Diva, described as a Rich, Shimmering Cocoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.haircarechoices.com/prod_images/1426/250/17887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://www.haircarechoices.com/prod_images/1426/250/17887.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All images &lt;a href="http://www.haircarechoices.com/c1426-Essie.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any colors out there you're looking forward to trying?  Any recommendations for a chocolate'ish or "greige" polish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-8883940198425120946?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8883940198425120946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=8883940198425120946' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8883940198425120946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8883940198425120946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/08/birthday-week-countdown.html' title='Birthday Week Countdown'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-8196963250500232373</id><published>2010-08-20T05:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T13:54:58.967-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabulous Friday'/><title type='text'>Fabulous Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shortened Fab Friday - simply because, there is nothing better than the fact that I'm going home today.  I get to see my Mr. Potts, my Pepe Cat and Hayd Dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to hang out all weekend with this guy who makes me laugh so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TFXjq9HzctI/AAAAAAAABLs/ZQvFCouZbsk/s400/Summer+2010+-+Baby+Matthew%27s+Christening.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TFXjq9HzctI/AAAAAAAABLs/ZQvFCouZbsk/s400/Summer+2010+-+Baby+Matthew%27s+Christening.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Friday, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-8196963250500232373?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8196963250500232373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=8196963250500232373' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8196963250500232373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/8196963250500232373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/08/fabulous-friday.html' title='Fabulous Friday'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/TFXjq9HzctI/AAAAAAAABLs/ZQvFCouZbsk/s72-c/Summer+2010+-+Baby+Matthew%27s+Christening.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-3521653057772491220</id><published>2010-08-19T06:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T06:11:00.413-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='munchkins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On Birthdays and Such'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>One Week From Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One week from today will be another blissful reminder of the most special day of the year. What's that, you say?  Why, MY BIRTHDAY!  I'm the girl that will celebrate big ones (you know the specials - 30, 35, hell any one, if we're being honest) for a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 30th lasted 3 months.  I LOVED it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is a little ole birthday.  Nothing BIG.  No life changing happenings.  Just a joyful feeling of being surrounded by those that I love.  That would include YOU, my special blog loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you see, this past year, you have guided me.  You've supported me.  You've held me, even if in though.  You've cheered me on.  You had me at hello...wait, can't use that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've stood beside me when I needed a hand and stood behind me to shove me forward if I'm not doing what needs to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so admire many of you.  Sharing with us what you go though.  I love your stories about the introduction of the idea of &lt;a href="http://www.brittsbeat.com/2010/08/surrogacy-and-other-things-my-husband.html"&gt;surrogate motherhood over dinner&lt;/a&gt;.  You also shared with us &lt;a href="http://www.brittsbeat.com/search/label/Workout%20Wednesday"&gt;wonderful ways to keep moving forward&lt;/a&gt; in that positive light towards good health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that strength and perseverance can pay off.  So many of you are &lt;a href="http://cestyeuxbruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/weigh-in-wednesday_18.html"&gt;hitting milestones&lt;/a&gt; and are showing progress in your goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year that has passed since my last birthday, my niece and nephew &amp;amp; myself and Mr. Uncle Potts have begun our own family traditions which involve &lt;a href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2009/12/weekend-recap-or-tale-of-christmas-tree.html"&gt;glitter, icing, cookies &amp;amp; Christmas trees&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/SyWdrlLQGyI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/plNMnhTSczU/s400/Christmas+Tree+Decorating+%26+Cookie+Making+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/SyWdrlLQGyI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/plNMnhTSczU/s400/Christmas+Tree+Decorating+%26+Cookie+Making+009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quite the hit for them.  They're already begging to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made new friends and lost a special one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great year, all in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday, y'all!  It's almost FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;And Friday means I'll be back on a plane heading home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-3521653057772491220?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/3521653057772491220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=3521653057772491220' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3521653057772491220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/3521653057772491220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-week-from-today.html' title='One Week From Today'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UNrE_dTYUIQ/SyWdrlLQGyI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/plNMnhTSczU/s72-c/Christmas+Tree+Decorating+%26+Cookie+Making+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-1959845831381219752</id><published>2010-08-18T06:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T08:08:45.780-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Monday night when I was walking into my hotel room I felt the first taste of cool air on my face.  It certainly put me in the mood for fall and with the temps in Charlotte in the mid to high 90's, I have to admit, I'm ready for a bit of a New England fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jaunted.com/files/admin/fallfoliage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 456px; height: 329px;" src="http://www.jaunted.com/files/admin/fallfoliage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.traveltheworld.com.au/Media/images/Fall-Park-Large-85312ee6-401d-4022-a205-117372f7204d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 487px; height: 365px;" src="http://www.traveltheworld.com.au/Media/images/Fall-Park-Large-85312ee6-401d-4022-a205-117372f7204d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.goodtimetravel.com/images/shenandoah%20valley%20fall%20foliage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 481px; height: 315px;" src="http://www.goodtimetravel.com/images/shenandoah%20valley%20fall%20foliage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thundercloud.net/premium-screensavers/images/3D_Gorgeous_Fall_Foliage_in_the_Woods1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 481px; height: 361px;" src="http://www.thundercloud.net/premium-screensavers/images/3D_Gorgeous_Fall_Foliage_in_the_Woods1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.holladaytours.com/TourPics/New%20England%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 474px; height: 298px;" src="http://www.holladaytours.com/TourPics/New%20England%204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.newenglandtimes.com/images/fall-2010-hp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 322px;" src="http://www.newenglandtimes.com/images/fall-2010-hp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mooseheadcabins.com/images/photos/fall4_maple_row.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 423px; height: 317px;" src="http://www.mooseheadcabins.com/images/photos/fall4_maple_row.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://indospectrum.com/images/photos/fall/franconia_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 304px;" src="http://indospectrum.com/images/photos/fall/franconia_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.terragalleria.com/images/us-ne/usvt6522.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 319px;" src="http://www.terragalleria.com/images/us-ne/usvt6522.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/multimedia/archive/00429/travel-graphics-200_429021a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 447px; height: 348px;" src="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/multimedia/archive/00429/travel-graphics-200_429021a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photographerdating.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/fall_foliage_new_brunswick2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 472px; height: 312px;" src="http://photographerdating.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/fall_foliage_new_brunswick2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.falcontours.us/new%20england%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 332px;" src="http://www.falcontours.us/new%20england%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All images &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/images?expIds=17259,26035,26071&amp;amp;sugexp=ldymls&amp;amp;xhr=t&amp;amp;q=new%20england%20fall%20foliage&amp;amp;cp=15&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;source=og&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi&amp;amp;biw=1024&amp;amp;bih=576#1,741"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyone else out there ready for crisp weather, snuggly sweaters, warm boots, fires, football....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/TE9oVGOLABI/AAAAAAAAF6E/rqz6U9IHfcA/s320/wordless+wed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/TE9oVGOLABI/AAAAAAAAF6E/rqz6U9IHfcA/s320/wordless+wed.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-1959845831381219752?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/1959845831381219752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=1959845831381219752' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1959845831381219752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1959845831381219752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/08/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/TE9oVGOLABI/AAAAAAAAF6E/rqz6U9IHfcA/s72-c/wordless+wed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-6962822704552444805</id><published>2010-08-17T06:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T14:27:06.571-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday&apos;s Traveler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Airplane Dreams'/><title type='text'>Tuesday's Traveler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday evening I traveled to Maine for the week for work.  As you may remember, I'm a &lt;a href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/01/tuesdays-traveler.html"&gt;frequent flyer&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2009/10/tuesdays-traveler_27.html"&gt;road warrior of sorts&lt;/a&gt;, trying to &lt;a href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2009/10/tuesdays-traveler.html"&gt;stay on the fit train&lt;/a&gt; in hotels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I travel, I tend to observe much more than normal.  Mr. Potts would tell you I don't miss a thing under normal circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The airport, however, can be an interesting place.   &lt;a href="http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/08/view-from-airport.html"&gt;Lots to observe&lt;/a&gt;.  For someone who doesn't miss anything, it can be sensory overload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, thankfully, was fairly calm.  Most people aren't vacationing now with the kids getting ready to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight wasn't crowded, so I had an empty seat beside me.  As I sat in the window seat, I had an opportunity to look at the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wondered what a cloud feels like.  I imagine soft &amp;amp; cushy, but then again, I could be remembering a toilet paper commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched an amazing sunset.  And let me tell you, sunsets from a plane knock the pants off of sunsets from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, Tuesday's Traveler Tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a moment to soak in the beauty you're surrounded by.  No matter where you are, enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/c/c3/Clouds_from_aircraft.jpg/800px-Clouds_from_aircraft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 518px; height: 345px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/c/c3/Clouds_from_aircraft.jpg/800px-Clouds_from_aircraft.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.revellphotography.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/above-the-clouds-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 514px; height: 342px;" src="http://www.revellphotography.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/above-the-clouds-sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could take credit, but I &lt;a href="http://www.revellphotography.com/blog/2008/02/tutorial-monday/"&gt;just &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ignorethedottedlines.blogspot.com/2007/07/plane-trip.html"&gt;can't&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-6962822704552444805?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6962822704552444805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=6962822704552444805' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6962822704552444805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/6962822704552444805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/08/tuesdays-traveler.html' title='Tuesday&apos;s Traveler'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-1215997064660902604</id><published>2010-08-12T06:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T09:16:44.328-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remembrance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fly Baby Fly'/><title type='text'>Fly Baby, Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/TGEBx9CzXwI/AAAAAAAAGlg/Wly5spWOyHI/s400/Flowers+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/TGEBx9CzXwI/AAAAAAAAGlg/Wly5spWOyHI/s400/Flowers+028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for everything Lisa.  You've touched so many of us more than words could ever express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-1215997064660902604?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/1215997064660902604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=1215997064660902604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1215997064660902604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/1215997064660902604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/08/fly-baby-fly.html' title='Fly Baby, Fly'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/TGEBx9CzXwI/AAAAAAAAGlg/Wly5spWOyHI/s72-c/Flowers+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623019067935770023.post-5913374108538430862</id><published>2010-08-10T07:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T09:05:57.991-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Bumpkin'/><title type='text'>For Lisa, My Bumpkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Potts told me recently that he is a bit in awe of the community of friends that I have made by blogging.  I told him that he couldn't imagine the half of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend I received devastating news from my dear friends &lt;a href="http://pinkpreppylillylover.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trish &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://savingbestforlast.blogspot.com/"&gt;Molly&lt;/a&gt;.  It was news that rocked me to my core about our friend Lisa.  You may know her as the &lt;a href="http://bumpkinonaswing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bumpkin&lt;/a&gt;, but she'll always be dear Lisa to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa showed me that beauty is found every day.  Not just on days I look for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She taught me that the simplest of words, the kindness of strangers can lift a person up from dark places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She showed me a heart, open to all, which had an endless capacity to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've lost Lisa and yesterday when I got home, I cried for the friend that I loved, that I'd never had an opportunity to sit down in NOLA and share a long chat with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The community of people who love Lisa is large and I know grief-stricken.  While this grief is natural, I know that she'll want us to celebrate her and the love that she shared with so many of us and lift each other up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate life, dear friends.  Hug the ones you love extra tight when you see them next and remember to see the beauty that is all around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/TGEBx9CzXwI/AAAAAAAAGlg/Wly5spWOyHI/s400/Flowers+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/TGEBx9CzXwI/AAAAAAAAGlg/Wly5spWOyHI/s400/Flowers+028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lisa's Swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623019067935770023-5913374108538430862?l=experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5913374108538430862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623019067935770023&amp;postID=5913374108538430862' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5913374108538430862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623019067935770023/posts/default/5913374108538430862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentsinagalleykitchen.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-lisa-my-bumpkin.html' title='For Lisa, My Bumpkin'/><author><name>Mrs. Potts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08608756412622056963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIH0ijl1K4Y/TXVHPPq226I/AAAAAAAABVo/MTEepkNL8WY/s220/Christmas%2B%2526%2BMayan%2BRiviera%2BVacation%2B177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8iyBtWEWJ3o/TGEBx9CzXwI/AAAAAAAAGlg/Wly5spWOyHI/s72-c/Flowers+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry></feed>
