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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;What is a Damascus Vibrating Shuttle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;No, it did not come from Lover’s Package.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A Damascus Vibrating Shuttle is a treadle sewing machine that was manufactured by the National Sewing Machine Company and sold by Montgomery Wards in the 1920s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I think it all started one day when I was web surfing……something led me to a site that featured treadle sewing machines and the people who collect them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I was intrigued and gradually convinced myself that I wanted one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Craig’s List featured a few machines, mostly miles away from me, and I wasn’t really willing to drive very far to get one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Eventually I saw one that was located near my house, and I bought it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;After some doing I managed to figure out how it works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I found some needles for it and sewed some test stitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Now I’m ready to make something real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I think the first project will be an apron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This particular machine is pretty beat up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I can tell that it’s been used a lot because in its original condition it was much higher in quality compared to most manufactured items in our current time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When I sit in front of it I try to imagine all the women who have used this machine and what their projects were…..mending, curtains, aprons, dresses, skirts and quilts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I’m going to warm up to this little treadle machine and eventually give it a name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I feel a closeness to it that I do not have for the modern sewing machines that I own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/S04d_LpcfwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VgMc0Yjb1qI/s320/DVS+Blog+Photo.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426307572323614466" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071929367737541438-838144853991823051?l=gailsbungalow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/feeds/838144853991823051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071929367737541438&amp;postID=838144853991823051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/838144853991823051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/838144853991823051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/2010/01/damascus-vibrating-shuttle-what-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16856868821821269992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R304ZyPX68I/AAAAAAAAACk/W6iUSxS9iHc/S220/Facebook+Photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/S04d_LpcfwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VgMc0Yjb1qI/s72-c/DVS+Blog+Photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071929367737541438.post-4068406447629167806</id><published>2009-07-30T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T09:27:20.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hottest Week of The Year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Well, here it is…..the hottest week of the year has rolled around again and caught me without the pool and air conditioner I swore I’d never be without after the last Seattle heat wave (when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; that again?).  I’m renewing my vow.  Next year I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; be prepared!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When the kids were little we had a great patio right outside the door of our family room.  Though we had no air conditioning, we were always prepared to be cooled off on hot days in our trusty  8-foot pool.  So that we could “swim” immediately, I’d hook the garden hose up to the hot water tank and empty the entire 50 gallons into the pool.  This was just enough bring the cold water up to a temperature that was bearable on the first “plunge”.  All of us, including my husband and me, spent many afternoons and evenings in that pool during the summers we lived in that house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Sadly, those days are gone, but I’m considering resurrecting them.  Bob is building us a new patio this summer, and even though the kids are grown up and gone now, I can see myself getting another one of those pools for weeks like this one.  The hot water tank is located in the laundry room, just off the patio……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/SnMaxNRDrOI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zwyX7oBOw1w/s200/2-Kids+at+pool.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 191px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364661013805509858" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071929367737541438-4068406447629167806?l=gailsbungalow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/feeds/4068406447629167806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071929367737541438&amp;postID=4068406447629167806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/4068406447629167806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/4068406447629167806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/2009/07/hottest-week-of-year-well-here-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16856868821821269992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R304ZyPX68I/AAAAAAAAACk/W6iUSxS9iHc/S220/Facebook+Photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/SnMaxNRDrOI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zwyX7oBOw1w/s72-c/2-Kids+at+pool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071929367737541438.post-3463349259879470990</id><published>2009-06-15T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:00:00.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High School Reunions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our friends Peter and Rebecca are taking a cross country drive to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fort Wayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Indiana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; to attend Rebecca’s 40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; high school reunion.  She learned about it by going on the website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.classmates.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.classmates.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.  As a user of Facebook, I’ve noticed a steady increase in the number of other Facebook users from my high school who graduated in my same year, so I decided to give Classmates.com a whirl.  To my surprise, I saw that nearly the entire graduating class of around 650 people have registered on the website.  Apparently word went out some time this past spring announcing the 40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; reunion.  As of this morning, only 18 people had replied.  I was more than a little surprised at this low number, given the size of the class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now, I viewed my high school experience as something different from the average.  I lived in a group foster home during those four years, and my close friends were the 15 other girls I lived with.  I had few “friends” from school.  In fact, when I reviewed the entire class list from Classmates.com I saw only a handful of names I even recognized, and could not even claim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; as having been my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Perhaps the size of the class and the nature of our experimental class schedule has had something to do with the fact that not too many people care about a 40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; reunion.  A class size of 650 does not exactly imply a tight knight group, and it was hard to get to know people.  Sure, the athletes and cheerleaders were probably close, but the rest of us just plodded our way through, trying to make it to graduation day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wish that I could say I’m sad that only a handful of people want to hook up again, but in reality, I just don’t care.  Everything good that has happened in my life came long after high school.  I’ve had a great husband for the past 32 years, great kids, great dogs, great house, good job and a 401K that hasn’t gone dry yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Life is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071929367737541438-3463349259879470990?l=gailsbungalow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/feeds/3463349259879470990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071929367737541438&amp;postID=3463349259879470990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/3463349259879470990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/3463349259879470990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/2009/06/high-school-reunions.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16856868821821269992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R304ZyPX68I/AAAAAAAAACk/W6iUSxS9iHc/S220/Facebook+Photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071929367737541438.post-2856463189452876805</id><published>2009-06-12T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:03:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/SjLCJGxfvXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4DFAVQz1oAs/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/SjLCJGxfvXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4DFAVQz1oAs/s200/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346549169335025010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;World’s Worst Blogger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ow, I can’t believe it’s been a year since I last posted on my own blog!!  I can supply the following excuses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Started a new job one year ago and have been “kind of busy” learning my new tasks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lazy.....That’s it, only two excuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; But, there are two exciting things…….1) today is my 10-year anniversary since graduating from the UW. I was an older student, so it was a momentous accomplishment for me.  The last ten years have slipped by quickly.  For anyone contemplating starting or returning to college in mid-life, I can say it was well worth the effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 2) My husband and I built a greenhouse and planted a garden this spring!  It’s been over 20 years since I last had a garden, and I’m very excited about it.  I joined an on-line gardening community called Kitchen Gardeners International,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kitchengardeners.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.kitchengardeners.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and have posted the progress of the garden from beginning to present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://my.kitchengardeners.org/profile/GailWolf"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://my.kitchengardeners.org/profile/GailWolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; KGI members were instrumental in getting the First Family to plant a vegetable garden at the Whitehouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Garden "Helpers" Huck &amp;amp; Becky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/SjLAj5z_4sI/AAAAAAAAAGM/0nOlbXMpa6o/s200/IMG_0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346547430689071810" style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I don’t know how many sewing machines the average woman owns during a lifetime these days.....I've heard it's three. I’m sure it used to be one. I bought my first machine when I was a junior in high school in 1968. It was a Singer Touch &amp;amp; Sew, one of Singer’s top of the line models that year. The price was $350, an equivalent of about $2,150 today. I was 17 years old, and making about $1.60 an hour working as a filing clerk in the medical records department of a hospital, so $350 was a fortune to me. Back then, credit was not easy to get like it is now. The Singer Company itself provided the financing, and I was given a book of payment coupons. I paid $17 a month for that sewing machine for what seemed like an eternity, but was probably only a couple of years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I used it primarily to make and repair my own school clothes and that of my friends. A couple of years later I had the misfortune of hooking up with a slacker boyfriend who pawned my sewing machine for a few dollars. (In the meantime, I was still making the $17 monthly payments to Singer.) Just when I thought I’d never see it again one of my friends called and asked to borrow it to make curtains for her house. When I told her what had happened she offered to get it out of hawk, and that’s how I got my little machine back again!
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Over the next twenty years or so I sewed everything imaginable, including my husband’s dress and polo shirts and even blue jeans. When Chris and Annie were born I made everything they wore during most of their early childhood, but what they probably remember best are the Care Bears, Popples, cloth dolls, Halloween costumes, and their bedroom quilts. These items were made with the utmost love and care, knowing that they would be enjoyed as much as any child could enjoy something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216292932145715474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/SGP-yODtGRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/doPGbOqjZ5I/s200/bob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216293515711104674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/SGP_UMAiRqI/AAAAAAAAAEI/6lost1wWv8E/s200/care-bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216295291614265538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/SGQA7jw2AMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gQn4PqEN7c8/s200/Annie-first-comm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216295696749575330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/SGQBTJAoPKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9GyAXNNIyas/s200/stuffed-anim.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;In the early 90s I decided to replace my sewing machine with a new one, and I gave away my little Touch &amp;amp; Sew. Machines had advanced, and sergers were available for home sewing too, so I added a serger to my inventory. By the end of the 90s, patterns and fabric had become so expensive that it was no longer cost effective to make clothing because foreign made imports were so cheap. The kids had outgrown stuffed animals, so I settled in to making quilts exclusively. In 2006 I replaced my serger and sewing machine again with new models. Thus, I was up to 5 machines by now, more than the average. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Though my new machines are powerful and well made, I began to reflect on what my original machine had meant to me. The more I thought about it, the more I really wished that I had never given it away. A few years ago I’m sure I would never have easily found one, but a few minutes spent looking on the Internet yielded satisfactory results. I found a Touch &amp;amp; Sew nearly like the one I bought in 1968, so I bought it. It's my "new" sewing machine!! Will I sew on it? Probably. Will it be as good as my current machine? Maybe not. But as I sit down and sew something, I’ll be filled with the memories created over years of using that sturdy little Singer. And I’ll be happy.&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/7071929367737541438-5902360554224801813?l=gailsbungalow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/feeds/5902360554224801813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071929367737541438&amp;postID=5902360554224801813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/5902360554224801813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/5902360554224801813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-new-sewing-machine-i-dont-know-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16856868821821269992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R304ZyPX68I/AAAAAAAAACk/W6iUSxS9iHc/S220/Facebook+Photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/SGP-yODtGRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/doPGbOqjZ5I/s72-c/bob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071929367737541438.post-5513582720873559573</id><published>2008-03-06T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:47:23.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The "Fabric" Store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’ve been sewing since junior high school (a very long time ago). Back in those days you could go to any fabric store and actually find nothing but fabric, patterns and sewing notions. The stores were staffed by old ladies who would take your pattern pieces out of the envelope and lay them on top of your fabric to make sure you didn’t accidently buy 1/8th of a yard too much. Pattern prices were in the range of 65¢ for your average McCalls or Simplicity pattern to $1.85 or $2.25 for the really high end Vogue couture fashions. (You had to be a genius to sew those Vogue patterns.) Wow, have things ever changed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patterns are now $16 or $18 for McCalls, Simplicity and Butterick. You have to get a loan to buy a Vogue pattern. One curious similarity is the styles. As I glance through the pattern books today I feel like I’m back in 1964, but the old ladies are mostly gone, replaced by cashiers who don’t know much about sewing. I don’t know much about sewing clothes any more either. I stopped making clothes years ago when it became clear that I could buy them at half the cost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The character of the stores themselves has changed tremendously. They’re still called fabric stores, but most actually contain very little fabric compared to the aisles and aisles of “crafting” supplies. Martha Stuart has her own special line of crafting supplies and projects, all in perfectly tinted pastels. You can make your own candles, soap, jewelry, greeting cards, floral baskets, wood furniture or Christmas ornaments by merely buying a kit of pre-cut, pre-mixed, pre-scented stuff and following the assembly instructions. Scrapbooking, formerly a free or at least affordable pastime, is now a multi-million dollar industry. In order to scrapbook you must buy the right stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last bastion of the true fabric store can still be found at most quilting shops. But even quilting is big business. The average woman who sews today is involved in some aspect of quilting. Most quilt shops also sell a variety of expensive quilting machines. My basic Janome machine was “only” about $1,200. It does simple stitches and embroidery, plus free motion quilting, but not computer graphic generated embroidery. Those machines range from $3,000 to $7,000. Today’s quilter buys an average of three machines during her lifetime, so you can understand the motivation for selling this product in the stores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Despite my negative undertones here, I have to say that sewing is still one of my favorite pastimes. Like the average sewer, I’ve turned to quilts. There is nothing quite like making a lovely quilt for someone and watching the expression on their face when they open the box and take it out. When you’re making a quilt (or anything else) for someone special, you tend to think about them constantly when working on the project. You put your heart and soul and your love into every stitch. Some of my fondest memories are wrapped up in sewing, and probably always will be. My grown kids still have the last two Halloween costumes I made for them. It makes me happy to know how much pleasure they derived from those costumes, and how much they still treasure them. Happy sewing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174684651587129890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R9AsRiKEUiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PZhRURQEnis/s320/Annie+%26+Chris+Halloween+Costumes+low+res.jpg" border="0" /&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/7071929367737541438-5513582720873559573?l=gailsbungalow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/feeds/5513582720873559573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071929367737541438&amp;postID=5513582720873559573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/5513582720873559573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/5513582720873559573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/2008/03/fabric-store.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16856868821821269992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R304ZyPX68I/AAAAAAAAACk/W6iUSxS9iHc/S220/Facebook+Photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R9AsRiKEUiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PZhRURQEnis/s72-c/Annie+%26+Chris+Halloween+Costumes+low+res.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071929367737541438.post-161936658796172750</id><published>2008-01-17T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T15:38:28.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TIME PASSES QUICKLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I joined an on-line gardening community, Kitchen Gardeners International. After a 20-year sabbatical, I plan to resume gardening this year! But that topic is for another blog posting. In exploring the web site's members, I came across Valerie's blog and was transported back to my days as a stay at home mom in the early 1980s when my children were small. To all mothers of little children, stay with them for as long as you can. If you must work outside your home, spend as much time with them as you can doing ordinary things....time passes quickly!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;
 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I made the following video in 2006 for my daughter's bridal shower. I hope you enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It seems like forever ago that we first heard about Dolly the sheep, and the idea that cloned animals would actually become a food source was only a remote possibility. Now, as reported by NPR, the US Food and Drug &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Administration&lt;/span&gt; is set to approve cloned meat and milk this spring. Even more disturbing than this is the fact that “manufacturers” and distributors of cloned food products will not be required to label their meats and milk with information pertaining to the cloned or non-cloned status. (Do we call it cloned vs. real or cloned vs. non-cloned?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apparently all of the taste tests are in, and the cloned meat and milk are indistinguishable from non-cloned. Call me old fashioned, but there’s just something unsettling about the whole idea of cloning living creatures and then eating them. You can bet that some people are counting on getting rich from this whole process, despite anything they may say about how cloning can benefit mankind by improving the quality or quantity of the food supply. In the end it’s all about the money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I read up a bit on cloning because I didn't really understand how it all works. The Encyclopedia Britannica sums is up this way:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153492978028244002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R4TijyPX7CI/AAAAAAAAADY/aXefITI_lo8/s200/Cloning+Diagram.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"Dolly the sheep was successfully cloned in 1996 by fusing the nucleus from a mammary-gland cell of a Finn Dorset ewe into an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;enucleated&lt;/span&gt; egg cell taken from a Scottish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Blackface&lt;/span&gt; ewe. Carried to term in the womb of another Scottish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Blackface&lt;/span&gt; ewe, Dolly was a genetic copy of the Finn Dorset ewe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love meat.....I mean I really do. And I love milk, but I can't help but believe that messing around this way with the creation of living creatures will have unintended &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;consequences&lt;/span&gt; in the generations to come that are frightening to imagine. Maybe I'll think about becoming a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vegetarian!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A recent &lt;em&gt;Washington Post&lt;/em&gt; article about the coming FDA approval can be found at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/10/16/AR2006101601337_pf.html"&gt;http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/10/16/AR2006101601337_pf.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stories from the March 10, 1997 issue of &lt;em&gt;Time Magazine&lt;/em&gt; shown above can be found at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/magazine/0,9263,7601970310,00.html"&gt;http://www.time.com/time/magazine/0,9263,7601970310,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071929367737541438-662504993553004127?l=gailsbungalow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/feeds/662504993553004127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071929367737541438&amp;postID=662504993553004127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/662504993553004127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/662504993553004127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/2008/01/cloned-food-okay-so-i-ve-been-buried-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16856868821821269992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R304ZyPX68I/AAAAAAAAACk/W6iUSxS9iHc/S220/Facebook+Photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R4TjdSPX7DI/AAAAAAAAADg/wF3Y-EcUcUc/s72-c/Dolly+-+Time+Magazine+Cover.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071929367737541438.post-5575020219072269599</id><published>2008-01-08T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T09:07:49.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MAGAZINES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I attended undergraduate school my first instructor told me that in order to be a good writer one needed to read good magazines. He cited &lt;em&gt;Harper's&lt;/em&gt; and The &lt;em&gt;Atlantic Monthly&lt;/em&gt; to name just two. I've been a faithful subscriber to those magazines over the years, and along the way I've added many others that mostly have to do with homemaking; &lt;em&gt;Sunset, Better Homes &amp;amp; Gardens, Women's Day&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Family Circle&lt;/em&gt;. Last year I decided to subscribe to &lt;em&gt;The Economist&lt;/em&gt; because it's really the only way to get decent unbiased world news (in print) in the US. Add to that a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Conde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nast&lt;/span&gt; magazine called &lt;em&gt;Portfolio&lt;/em&gt;. As a charter member I got a 2-year subscription for just $24. Never mind that it weighs about three pounds, contains 90% advertising and has content only slightly above tabloid grade....it was CHEAP. Note that I haven't listed my husband's magazines, which have mostly to do with woodworking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, the ongoing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt; in my household is what to do with all of the issues that we "are going to read some day when we have time." The magazines stack up when there's no time to read them (or even look at the fun photos), but we still feel hesitant to recycle them. In past times we've saved up huge stacks, saying to each other "we'll take these to the local hospital, doctor's office, prison" , etc. etc. etc. But we never do. In the end we recycle them when they are too old to be relevant, and feel crummy and wasteful about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This year I've decided not to renew &lt;em&gt;The Atlantic Monthly&lt;/em&gt;. I am SICK TO DEATH of seeing the following covers: George Bush's face and/or the Iraq War. Maybe after George is out of office for a few years and the new president brings our troops home the &lt;em&gt;Atlantic Monthly&lt;/em&gt; editor will find something different to include in the magazine and I'll reconsider subscribing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We've also decided to let the other subscriptions go, and just buy individual copies at the newsstand if we see a cover that interests us and that we have time to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's one magazine that I will NEVER stop reading; &lt;em&gt;The Sun.&lt;/em&gt; I've been a subscriber for over ten years. &lt;em&gt;The Sun&lt;/em&gt; has no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;advertisements&lt;/span&gt;, and has content that is uplifting, interesting, relevant, and inspiring. My favorite section of the magazine is called Readers Write. &lt;em&gt;The Sun&lt;/em&gt; selects monthly topics in advance for anyone to write about. Writers can submit their short articles and if theirs is selected for publication they receive a free one-year subscription. The magazine has a new website and I encourage anyone to check it out. Here's a link.....happy reading!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesunmagazine.org/"&gt;http://www.thesunmagazine.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071929367737541438-5575020219072269599?l=gailsbungalow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/feeds/5575020219072269599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071929367737541438&amp;postID=5575020219072269599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/5575020219072269599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/5575020219072269599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/2008/01/magazines-when-i-attended-undergraduate.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16856868821821269992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R304ZyPX68I/AAAAAAAAACk/W6iUSxS9iHc/S220/Facebook+Photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071929367737541438.post-1462067831186084542</id><published>2008-01-04T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T08:04:52.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My Corner of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the World - The Pacific Northwest, Seattle, WA, USA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today's is a special post for my friend Sarah who lives in New Zealand. Because my work makes me especially aware of geography, I sometimes forget that others don't take the same keen interest in looking at maps as I do! In fact, some people find geography just plain boring. Though I haven't traveled much in my life, I've done a lot of armchair traveling through National Geographic maps and in more recent years, Google Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151641215763475426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R35OZCPX6-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/GmhX0flAnrQ/s200/Partial+World+Map.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151641456281644018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R35OnCPX6_I/AAAAAAAAADA/VX8hxm6Uyb4/s200/USA_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Pacific Northwest, as we call it here, is located in the northwesternmost corner of the continental United States. Washington State has two distinct climates. Seattle, located on Puget Sound (a salt water inland arm of the Pacific Ocean), is between two high mountain ranges located to the east and west, the Olympics (an accreted range) and the Cascades (a volcanic range). Seattle benefits from the warm breezes and jet stream current from the Pacific Ocean, and this keeps the snow at bay here in the lowlands between the mountain ranges most of the time. Eastern Washington's climate is similar to the midwest and the Great Plains....very cold winters with substantial snow. Spokane is Washington's major eastern city. Though it seldom snows here, I've included a photo of my neighborhood taken last winter, when we got about four major snowfalls right here in Seattle!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151652086325701634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R35YRyPX7AI/AAAAAAAAADI/QShtJiQVj8o/s200/100_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071929367737541438-1462067831186084542?l=gailsbungalow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/feeds/1462067831186084542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071929367737541438&amp;postID=1462067831186084542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/1462067831186084542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/1462067831186084542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-corner-of-world-pacific-northwest.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16856868821821269992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R304ZyPX68I/AAAAAAAAACk/W6iUSxS9iHc/S220/Facebook+Photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R35OZCPX6-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/GmhX0flAnrQ/s72-c/Partial+World+Map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071929367737541438.post-7177102079125421687</id><published>2008-01-03T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T12:36:51.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy New Year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was a satisfying holiday. I watered my Christmas tree faithfully, and it's still alive. I know that many people don't buy cut trees any more because they belive it's wasteful and abusive toward nature, but I'm just not ready to get a fake tree yet. When Christmas is over we take our tree out to the back and cut it up for compost and chipping, so it does return to the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm a new fan of YouTube. You can burn up a lot of time slogging through many rediculous or terrible videos, but then you find one that you really like, and that leads you to another. YouTube is a medium for ordinary people to express their talents, passions and interests, and impart their knowledge or seek information. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151399151406672850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="110" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R31yPCPX69I/AAAAAAAAACw/70iMLAGW9Gc/s320/Dan+Fogelberg.jpg" width="175" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After learning that Dan Fogelberg had passed away on December 16th I was searching for some of his music on YouTube. I found a YouTube contributor who makes her own videos to music that she enjoys, and they are delightful and very artistic. Here's a link to her YouTube page:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=TageKaliandrino"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=TageKaliandrino&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope that you too find something interesting on YouTube!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071929367737541438-7177102079125421687?l=gailsbungalow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/feeds/7177102079125421687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071929367737541438&amp;postID=7177102079125421687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/7177102079125421687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071929367737541438/posts/default/7177102079125421687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gailsbungalow.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-it-was-satisfying.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16856868821821269992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R304ZyPX68I/AAAAAAAAACk/W6iUSxS9iHc/S220/Facebook+Photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgIiTlv1Hu4/R31yPCPX69I/AAAAAAAAACw/70iMLAGW9Gc/s72-c/Dan+Fogelberg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
