<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:36:56.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3beagles</title><subtitle type='html'>i have 3 beagles, i knit i tat i cross stitch.  one brother is a teacher the other is going to be a state patrolman and the other is a fire chief.  

the husband, has no hair.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-115713436030947784</id><published>2006-09-01T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T11:12:40.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>are you sitting down?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'cause i can't believe what's happened since the 10th of this month...&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now a jet city roller girl, my name is suzi 9mm, 'cause i got the guns...  or as i said the other night, i am the whole gun show...  and i'm on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=103835999"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i've been a little busy to post recenty...  my schedule since last week has been&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;monday: knitting with k2tog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: skating practice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: knitting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday: skating practice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday: went to jimmy z's to hang out with the derby girls, got home at 4 am on saturday after a trip to beths cafe in greenlake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;saturday: bailed on the knitting that i was supposed to go to in the morning so i could sleep until 12 and then go volunteer at the roller derby bout at magnuson park from 2:30 until 9, headed over to joanne's house in renton to wish her daughter joy a happy birthday and stayed until 12:45 and it was either sleep on the couch or drive my ass the hell home, i chose home and my own bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sunday: get up to watch coronation st on tv at 7:30, go skating from 12:30 to 3:30, get home and eat dinner go to sleep&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;this week&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: knitting with k2tog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tuesday: skating practice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: skipped knitting (i know!) to go skating with the husband, he hadn't ever skated before and did really well for his 1st time, didn't even fall!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;thursday: skating practice, my friend stace fell last night and tore her acl and meniscus and won't be skating again for another 4-6 months.  a really good reminder to keep up your equipment and not to push yourself and skate injured (she was skating on a bum knee already)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday: knitting with some friends at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.wac.net/"&gt;WAC&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday sunday monday: getting out of town (still skating on sat and sun maybe with my mom)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rinse and repeat.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a nap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-115713436030947784?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/115713436030947784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=115713436030947784' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/115713436030947784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/115713436030947784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/09/are-you-sitting-down.html' title='are you sitting down?'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-115514920296191716</id><published>2006-08-09T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T11:47:57.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't ever ask the universe for a favor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a while ago i was, yet again, contemplating my place in this universe.  i was thinking that i like my knitting but that i would like to get into sports again but couldn't think of something that i would really love to compete in.  i played soccer for 10 years, i've been on recreational basketball, volley ball, and soft ball teams, i also threw big steel balls and a sharp metal stick for track in high school.  i like all of those sports, but i don't looooove them.  for me sports are all about the competition, i am a very competitive person and drag that part of myself with me into everything that i do.  knitting, eating, whatever, i somehow subconsciously or not turn it into a competition.  i'll get on with the story now and stop all the blah blah blahing....  the other day while i was surfing through craftster and reading the topic 'inappropriate places to bring your knitting' someone said that they brought their knitting to roller derby with them.  roller derby?  hmmmm i wonder if there is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.ratcityrollergirls.com"&gt;roller derby in the seattle area&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;....  i like roller skating, i think that beating up other chicks sounds like fun.....  oh shit yeah, there are 4 teams in seattle and 1 team starting up in everett.  you do have to try out and there is a practice squad called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://sports.groups.yahoo.com/group/PFMPracticeSquad/?yguid=247349518"&gt;PFM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(potential fresh meat).  when the universe throws something in your lap like this it's a little hard to tell it no.  i mean, really,  it is the universe after all and it is kinda big.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i'll let you know how it all works out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;p.s. yep, as you've noticed i'm totally on the ball and whenever i figure out how to make a button you will see it up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-115514920296191716?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/115514920296191716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=115514920296191716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/115514920296191716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/115514920296191716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/08/dont-ever-ask-universe-for-favor.html' title='don&apos;t ever ask the universe for a favor'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-115317686344020067</id><published>2006-07-17T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T16:05:30.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i have a right to an opinion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i'm outraged, as a creative person, as a potential designer as a human being. incensed, angry, livid, irate, whatever word you choose, i'm fucking pissed.  i've thought about not posting this for several days and how (maybe in the future) it may affect me if i do get into designing knitwear on some level.  i've decided to post because i'm still angry, and because it's the right thing to do.  before my friend daniel sent me a link to www.virtualyarns.com i knew nothing about this and as they should say ignorance is not bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;please click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.virtualyarns.com/htayarn_pro.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; to read about Alice Starmore and her 'relationship' with Rowan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;now, after your have gone to virtualyarns.com you know why with every fiber of my being i will never knit with rowan yarn or with a rowan pattern.  from this point on i will be boycotting the fiber and the magazine and if you are a designer of any kind of craft or art you should be on the boat too.  check back soon, i'll have a button for your site saying 'i boycott rowan' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-115317686344020067?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/115317686344020067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=115317686344020067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/115317686344020067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/115317686344020067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-have-right-to-opinion.html' title='i have a right to an opinion'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-115273980692503595</id><published>2006-07-12T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T14:30:07.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to do list...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;found this on &lt;a href="http://canadianedelweiss.blogspot.com/"&gt;5 and a beagle&lt;/a&gt; and thought it would be fun.  i made comments on the ones i've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's To-Do List.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Bought everyone in the bar a drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;02. Swam with wild dolphins&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Climbed a mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; *climbed mt Si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Been inside the Great Pyramid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Held a tarantula *very very briefly in kindergarten, before the spider fear totally took hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Said 'I love you' and meant it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; *yep, every time.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Hugged a tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; *yep&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bungee jumped&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Visited Paris &lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Watched a lightning storm at sea &lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise *several times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;14. Seen the Northern Lights *yep, farther north and very far away from civilization.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Gone to a huge sports game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; *been to a football game in england, you can hear the crowds from miles (totally not exaggerating) away&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa &lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables * tomatoes and peas this year. &lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Touched an iceberg&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Slept under the stars * and got mosquito bitten in the process&lt;br /&gt;20. Changed a baby's diaper * yuck, but yes i have&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Watched a meteor shower * yet again north and far away from civilization&lt;br /&gt;23. Gotten drunk on champagne&lt;br /&gt;24. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br /&gt;25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope * amazing&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment *all the time at work &lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Had a food fight&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Bet on a winning horse &lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Asked out a stranger&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Had a snowball fight * i have 2 brothers, enough said&lt;br /&gt;31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can  *again, 2 brothers.  everything is a competition&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Held a lamb&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;33. Seen a total eclipse * think it was 5th or 6th grade...&lt;br /&gt;34. Ridden a roller coaster *many many many times&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Hit a home run *yep, used to play sofball&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;6. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking * yep :]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Adopted an accent for an entire day &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment *yes &lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;9. Had two hard drives for your computer * who doesn't?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Visited all 10 provinces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;41. Taken care of someone who was drunk * last saturday er, it was sunday by then, but went to jack in the box at 4 am for them too :]&lt;br /&gt;42. Had amazing friends *and hopefully will always have&lt;br /&gt;43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;44. Watched wild whales &lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Stolen a sign * i will only say yes to this one&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Backpacked in Europe&lt;br /&gt;47. Taken a road-trip  &lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone rock climbing &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Midnight walk on the beach *yes,  many times&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Gone sky diving &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Visited Ireland &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love *yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger's table and had a meal with them&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Visited Japan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Milked a cow&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Alphabetized your cds *several times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;57. Pretended to be a superhero * yes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Sung karaoke * yes, and the machine gave me a 99/100 for ernies rendition of 'rubber duckie'&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Lounged around in bed all day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; * that's called saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;60. Posed nude in front of strangers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;61. Gone scuba diving&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Kissed in the rain&lt;br /&gt;63. Played in the mud * again, 2 brothers and a big back yard&lt;br /&gt;64. Played in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; * again, 2 brothers and a big back yard&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;65. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; * yep, one close to my house if anyone is interested&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;66. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Started a business&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Toured ancient sites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; *visited a castle in england and lived near the only 3 spired medieval cathedral in existence&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Taken a martial arts class * took tai kwon do in elementary school after a bully on my buss pulled my pigtails.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Played D&amp;D for more than 6 hours straight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;72. Gotten married&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; * yeah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;7&lt;br /&gt;3. Been in a movie * been on the news 3 times, i think that counts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Crashed a party&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Gotten divorced&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Gone without food for 5 days&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Made cookies from scratch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; * is there another way?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Won first prize in a costume contest * technically the dogs did but i made the costumes&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Ridden a gondola in Venice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;80. Gotten a tattoo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Rafted the Snake River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;82. Been on television news programs as an "expert"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Got flowers for no reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; *yes, just a few times&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Performed on stage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; * yes, i was a unicorn in a play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;85. Been to Las Vegas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Recorded music * with my cousins in my grandma's house in the 80's and i'm praying the cassette got destroyed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;87. Eaten shark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Had a one-night stand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Gone to Thailand&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Bought a house * yeah, and got a bad sewer pipe with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;91. Been in a combat zone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Buried one of your parents&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;93. Been on a cruise ship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Spoken more than one language fluently&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Performed in Rocky Horror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;96. Raised children * i think the beagles count&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;97. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Created and named your own constellation of stars&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn't stop when you knew someone was looking *get caught doing this a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;103. Had plastic surgery&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104. Survived an illness that you shouldn't have survived&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;105. Wrote articles for a large publication&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;106. Lost over 100 pounds&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107. Held someone while they were having a flashback&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;108. Piloted an airplane&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;109. Petted a stingray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;110. Broken someone's heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111. Helped an animal give birth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;112. Won money on a T.V. game show&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;113. Broken a bone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;114. Gone on an African photo safari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;115. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol *i'm a red-neck yee haw.  think i was 9 or 10 the 1st time.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;118. Ridden a horse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; * yes, something that i would love to do more of.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;119. Had major surgery&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120. Had a snake as a pet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;122. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;124. Visited all 7 continents&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;126. Eaten kangaroo meat&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;127. Eaten sushi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; * yes, and i didn't like it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;128. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;129. Changed someone's mind about something you care deeply about * i can only hope&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;130. Gone back to school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;131. Parasailed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;132. Petted a cockroach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;133. Eaten fried green tomatoes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;134. Read The Iliad - and the Odyssey&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;135. Selected one "important" author who you missed in school, and read&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;137. Skipped all your school reunions&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;139. Been elected to public office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;140. Written your own computer language&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;141. Thought to yourself that you're living your dream *once&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;143. Built your own PC from parts * summer of 1996 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn't know you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;145. Had a booth at a street fair&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;146: Dyed your hair * teal was the 1st color then fire engine red, both streaks, never went whole hog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;147: Been a DJ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;148: Shaved your head&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;149: Caused a car accident&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150: Saved someone's life * yep, performed the heimlich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-115273980692503595?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/115273980692503595/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>the babies be lovin the bunnies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;my friend&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://thebigbellyblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;katie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; just sent me photos of her new baby thomas with the crash test bunny i made for him.  kate is really the inspiration behind the design on the bunny.  you too could have a cute bunny like that in only a few days :] (patten in the links over there --&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/Thomas%20with%20bunny.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/Thomas%20with%20bunny.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" 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post more pictures?  yeah i suck, yet annother post without photos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i should snap a pic of the ants before they are all dead 'weezing the ju-uice' at the terro bar i have set up on my counter.   i'll do that when i get home around midningt tonight okay?  i was trying to think of a way that i could mark the ants to see if the same ones are coming back but then i came to my senses...  and anyway that would take a teeny tiny little paint brush and then i would want to name them so i'd have to make tiny little name tags saying hi i'm marge or bertha or bob or jimmy or slappy or yeah, whatever...  not doing that anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;this friday i am going to have all of my wisdom teeth ripped out of my head or what's left of them.  from the x-ray (and my totaly unprofessional opinion i really broke the hell out of the one.  the good news is that i get to go to my mommy and daddy's house and get babied for the weekend and i get 2 days off work...  my diet from friday to monday will consist of cherry jello, chocolate cook and serve pudding (none of that instant shit for me i love me some pudding skin), whipped cream out of the spray bottle, ice cream and the most wicked good strawberry milk shakes known to man.   my mom is the master at making strawberry milk shakes.....  i also plan to sleep like the dead and be high each day on pain meds.  maybe i will be knitting  maybe i will be tatting really i need to be tatting so that i can have more than 3 inches of lace for my friends garter finished before her wedding on the 15th of next month but i am the queen of procrastination and i'm sure i'll be sewing fixing something with it the night before.  i'm not sure if she reads this or not so i can't tell you too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;speaking of not being able to tell you too much, i started and finished a secret project in the last month and a half.  i submitted for the new stitch n' bitch book and if i don't get accepted there then i will be submitting to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.knitty.com"&gt;knitty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.  what i've heard about submitting to knitty though is that they are turning down things they should be taking and taking things they should be turning down.  since i only get to see what they publish and there are only 2 things this issue i want to knit, i tend to agree with that statement.  if you come to my knitting group k2tog (you can request to join over there in the side bar) that meets on capitol hill on mondays you get to preview what the secret project is.  now it's lunch time at work so i'm going to go knit er tat, whatever i fancy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-115092439718342096?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/115092439718342096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=115092439718342096' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/115092439718342096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/115092439718342096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/06/still-have-ants-but-evicting-wisdom.html' title='still have the ants but evicting wisdom teeth on friday'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-115031187924590329</id><published>2006-06-14T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T12:04:39.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the ants, the ants, they do a little dance then they die! die! die! die! die! die! die!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i personally have a huge distaste for killing anything.  weeds, snails (i employ the girl next door to throw my snails into the street to kill them), slugs (can't stand to see them melt with the salt and nezzy says thanks for putting a little salt on them mommy before gulping them down (that's not the worst thing she eats, trust me), really, anything.  but yesterday, when george had left a chicken wing on the counter inside a paper bag and the ants invaded i wanted to get out the hair spray and homemade-flamethrower them to death....  but no, i washed them down the drain and told them not to come back.  they didn't listen.  so this morning i put out some ant killer stuff called tarro.  you put some clear liquid death bubble of goo on a piece of card board and put it where the ants are crawling around they eat it and bring it back to the nest and then when they die the other ants eat them and they die too.  i left the goo for a while, no one was interested, then i went and grabbed some dog food crumbs to put on top and nezzy wanted them too, after i sprinkled them on the death goo i went and flushed the rest down the toilet and nezzy just about climbed in to get it...  those beagles (don't worry they got a cookie before i left).  when i left this morning there were four ants sitting at one of the death bubbles of clear goo drinking all in a row, just like they were belly up to a bar somewhere, and and then one ant stopped drinking and wiggled it's antenna like it was saying to the other ants that this is some good shit!  i'm glad i'm not home, i hope george vacuums up any carnage before i get there. all the little ant babies without their ant daddies "'cause they gone and drunk the goo" is gonna make me cry..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yeah, not really.  they had fair warning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-115031187924590329?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/115031187924590329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=115031187924590329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/115031187924590329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/115031187924590329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/06/ants-ants-they-do-little-dance-then.html' title='the ants, the ants, they do a little dance then they die! die! die! die! die! die! die!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114964407975423449</id><published>2006-06-06T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T18:16:56.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh? puke!</title><content type='html'>i got to camp out on the couch last night.  here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get home last night and get all ready for bed and go to jump in bed and before i get in (thank god) i wipe my hand across the sheets to check for any suprises.  suprises meaning wet spots that cabby left in bed while chewing on his feet or licking before laying down. but this time instead of wet spots i found puke. a big nasty sour pile of dog puke.  arn't you happy you came and read this post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114964407975423449?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114964407975423449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114964407975423449' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114964407975423449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114964407975423449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-puke.html' title='oh? puke!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114926482569335627</id><published>2006-06-02T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T09:13:45.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear whoever is in controll of this crazy ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;dear whoever is in controll of this crazy ride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;for whatever reason two days ago you dumped an i mac in my lap for free (oh yes, it totally works too).  well not in my lap per say but in front of an office building right next to mine next to a monitor that had a big sticky note that said free.  i stomped on my breaks and allmost ran around the car to check it out, the guy that just put it out came out of his office and told me that it's keyboard, mouse and power cord were in his car.  right now, i love you (keep it a secret though because i don't tell that many people that).  i hope this is payment for my tooth you made me break on the rock in that bread last weekend.  if it is, i deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;also thank you for my new knitting bag.  it's the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.jordanapaige.com/messengerbag.html"&gt;jordana page knitter's messenger bag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; in blue and black.  sure it's smaller than my&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.createforless.com/products/productDetail.asp?ProductID=87139"&gt;monster crop in style bag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; but that means i have to be just a little more organized and slim down a little on the shit i drag around with me.  seriously, i fit allmost all of the stuf from the old bag into the new one last night but it's stuffed, i only have room for a scarf and a sock project.  one of which i will be ripping out, i'll keep you in suspense about which one....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114926482569335627?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114926482569335627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114926482569335627' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114926482569335627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114926482569335627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/06/dear-whoever-is-in-controll-of-this.html' title='dear whoever is in controll of this crazy ride'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114903745107362098</id><published>2006-05-30T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T18:04:11.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy god damned memorial day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;okay, saturday sucked total dog nuts for me.  i was happily eating my sandwich (after finally getting out of bed about noon-ish) and kee-runch i bit something in my sammich that was not sammich, i don't know if it was a rock from the bread ('cause it was hippy bread) or a piece of bone from the turkey but it hurt my tooth.  it was only later when i was enjoying my steak when i felt my tooth get sucked out by the steak i was chewing on.  oh yeah, i broke my goddamned wisdom tooth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(when i get time the picture will go here 'cause my dentist gave me a print out of the exray) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i can not tell you how depressed and pissed off this has made me all at the same time.  my brothers have the best descriptor in the world for this. they call it 'being all salty'  now, not salty like a sailor hardened by the seas in alaska, think like you just dumped the whole salt shaker on your fries and you shake one off and try it anyway, the face you make?  yeah, permanent on me right now.  all i want to do is bitch bitch bitch bitch.  just a suggestion, don't call me up at work and ask me stupid questions today......  it will not end up being your day.  trust me, i will hunt you down and punch you in the throat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;there is some silver lining to this cloud though, i get to go to the dentist for the first time in 10 years and pay him to inflict pain.  wait. what was that?  i get to pay him to pull out my wisdom teeth?  who gets to keep the teeth?  put those fuckers in a zip-loc baby i'm takin' 'em home.  you bet your ass i'm coming home with something other than the good drugs.  i do have some insurance though which is better than none. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i'm going to go home soon and eat hot dogs and ice cream and grumble some more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;grumble.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ps the rest of the weekend was cool.  i might write more about it later, when i'm not so salty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114903745107362098?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114903745107362098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114903745107362098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114903745107362098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114903745107362098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-god-damned-memorial-day.html' title='happy god damned memorial day?'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114858257038002126</id><published>2006-05-25T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T11:43:00.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a smidge busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yep, havn't posted for a while again, i have been a little busy starting a stitch and bitch group on mondays in seattle on capitol hill at my favorite new coffee place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.onlinecoffeeco.com/"&gt;online coffee company&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; .  if you're interested in coming and want to be involved in an active knitting group with a ton of talented seattle knitters please ask to join :]  don't forget to tell me you saw it on my blog and what your 1st name is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/k2tog/join"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/yg/img/i/us/ui/join.gif" alt="Click here to join k2tog" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to join k2tog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114858257038002126?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114858257038002126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114858257038002126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114858257038002126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114858257038002126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/05/smidge-busy.html' title='a smidge busy'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114740764121067349</id><published>2006-05-11T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T21:36:49.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>neener neener i have a sock tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;look my trumpet vine has decided to grow me some half made socks, yarn and addi turbos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;this sock and yarn looks suspiciously like a broadripple sock and knit picks sock garden 'pansy'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;looks like something knitted is devouring my outdoor clothes dryer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ick! it's mouth is open!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;my pretty lilac bush, smells really good.  too bad this isn't smell-o-vision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mr bubba listening for ajax, the next door neighbors kitty.  one day i'll snap a picture of him so you can see how pretty he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;baily nez and cabs out in the yard sniffing for things....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;did someone say cookie?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;nez and bailey playing chase!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;git her!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;go bailey go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;stalking the nezzy bean....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;bailey attempting to eat the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;nezzy ran through the monster's yarn while running away from bailey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MY YARN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114740764121067349?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114740764121067349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114740764121067349' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114740764121067349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114740764121067349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/05/neener-neener-i-have-sock-tree.html' title='neener neener i have a sock tree'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114719666291068723</id><published>2006-05-09T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T12:25:13.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daniels bunny + pip = k i s s i n g!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a short while ago a friend of mine traded me some wonderful fingering weight silk cashmere yarn for a bunny,  i had some spare koigu laying around that called out to me to make it into a rabbit.  and look here he is!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/100_2348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/100_2348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;what can i say the bunny likes to drink 'da beers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/100_2354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/100_2354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;muy cute bunny :] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/100_2355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/100_2355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the bunny is seducing pip! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/100_2356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/100_2356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;oh no! (shortly after this picture was taken daniel took possession of the bunny, never to be let out again to seduce the poor helpless females of the world.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;look, even with all the projects i have started and should be finishing, i started a pair of toe up socks.  the yarn is now my current favorite sock yarn hand dyed here in washington, you get enough to make 2 pairs of socks for $20  who can beat that???  for those that are curious i'll do a quick write up of the pattern someday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/102_2367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/102_2367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;close up of sock in progress and yarn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/640/100_2285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/100_2285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;this picture was taken on easter weekend at my parents house.  bailey is in front of the door on the lookout for those horrid ducks!!  for those of you that haven't had the pleasure, baily hates the ducks that live on the lake at my parents house and is always on patrol to be able to chase after and bark at them, or any water birds.  it keeps the geese from shitting on the lawn so we don't mind :] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/100_2345.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;nezzy beans sacked out takin' a nap on my mom's chair with one end of the coveted blankie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/100_2276.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;bailey with the other end of the coveted blankie taking a nap on the floor.  she's very cute but needs her nails trimmed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114719666291068723?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114719666291068723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114719666291068723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114719666291068723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114719666291068723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/05/daniels-bunny-pip-k-i-s-s-i-n-g.html' title='daniels bunny + pip = k i s s i n g!!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114684444367961262</id><published>2006-05-05T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T08:54:03.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tired-ish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;it's 8:22, i'm still trying to wake all the way up.  boys and girls my alarm went off at 5am and i am still not -awake-, i had the i don't remember how i got here drive to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;last night i went shopping with my friend zoe, we tried to find pants for her.  we only got around to the bon (which i will never call macy's), jc penny and target.  she didn't find any pants but she got to see my super shopper side that usually only comes out when i'm shopping with my mom.  over the last year mom has lost over 100 lbs i'm really proud of her but now when she goes shopping she wants to try on the store.  she has a specific system when she heads in to shop, anywhere that has a colored jean, she's trying one of each color on (i swear to god this woman has 3 shades of purple jeans) then over to the old lady shirts.  she keeps picking up the flowerey ones and expecting me to say that they look great but what i actually do is ask her how old she wants to look.  zoe and i also got cut off 6 or 7 times last night, once by a scooter.  on the way to work i only got cut off 3 times.  now i'm babbling i'll go try and work now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114684444367961262?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114684444367961262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114684444367961262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114684444367961262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114684444367961262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/05/tired-ish.html' title='tired-ish'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114663134520730252</id><published>2006-05-02T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:31:07.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0347.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1215/60fea4fbafd0cd9ae6c6fd7313f57d1f/image21.jpg?size=640"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://localhost:1215/60fea4fbafd0cd9ae6c6fd7313f57d1f/image21.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;this is the trumpet vine that i transplanted to the front of the back yard.  i'm crossing my fingers that it's going to survive.  when it produces flowers they are the most beautiful orange and red.  if it lives i'll take a picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0348.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://localhost:1215/60fea4fbafd0cd9ae6c6fd7313f57d1f/image22.jpg?size=640"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://localhost:1215/60fea4fbafd0cd9ae6c6fd7313f57d1f/image22.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;here are the jasmine that have been waiting a month to get put in the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0350.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0350.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://localhost:1215/60fea4fbafd0cd9ae6c6fd7313f57d1f/image23.jpg?size=640"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://localhost:1215/60fea4fbafd0cd9ae6c6fd7313f57d1f/image23.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;this is my garden area, it used to be full of weeds untill i went at it with the weed wacker, or what george calls the 'strimmer'  it's a collection of two words, string trimmer.  the engish, so quaint...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0351.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0351.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://localhost:1215/60fea4fbafd0cd9ae6c6fd7313f57d1f/image24.jpg?size=640"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://localhost:1215/60fea4fbafd0cd9ae6c6fd7313f57d1f/image24.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;this used to be a set of 10 ft tall buttter fly bushes the one with the dark green leaves has the dark purple flowers, i think, and the verigated is the lighter, i will confirm later.  can you say scalped?  i knew you could...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0352.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0352.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the light purple lilac bush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://localhost:1215/2947ed9586d48de810758c69ac3d2266/image26.jpg?size=640"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://localhost:1215/2947ed9586d48de810758c69ac3d2266/image26.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0353.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0353.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the dark purple lilac bush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://localhost:1215/2947ed9586d48de810758c69ac3d2266/image27.jpg?size=640"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://localhost:1215/2947ed9586d48de810758c69ac3d2266/image27.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0355.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0355.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;nezzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://localhost:1215/2947ed9586d48de810758c69ac3d2266/image28.jpg?size=640"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://localhost:1215/2947ed9586d48de810758c69ac3d2266/image28.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0357.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0357.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;bailey and the hoses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://localhost:1215/bc2131d81f9fcc2f913bb3b1a8479cde/image29.jpg?size=640"&gt;&lt;img src="http://localhost:1215/bc2131d81f9fcc2f913bb3b1a8479cde/image29.jpg?size=320" alt="" style="display: block; text-align: center;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0358.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a fuzzy picture of my favorite tulips and some weeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://localhost:1215/bc2131d81f9fcc2f913bb3b1a8479cde/image30.jpg?size=640"&gt;&lt;img src="http://localhost:1215/bc2131d81f9fcc2f913bb3b1a8479cde/image30.jpg?size=320" alt="" style="display: block; text-align: center;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0360.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the constant view of my dogs, the rear view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://localhost:1215/bc2131d81f9fcc2f913bb3b1a8479cde/image31.jpg?size=640"&gt;&lt;img src="http://localhost:1215/bc2131d81f9fcc2f913bb3b1a8479cde/image31.jpg?size=320" alt="" style="display: block; text-align: center;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0361.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;bubba snorfing in the garden. he just ate something but i don't know what it was.  probably the remains of a carrot.  this fall he figured out how to get in the garden and dig up and eat the carrots and that tomatos that fall on the ground are fair game, talk about confetti colored poopie...  good boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114663134520730252?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114663134520730252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114663134520730252' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114663134520730252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114663134520730252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/05/garden.html' title='the garden'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114660344150605320</id><published>2006-05-02T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T13:57:21.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>marshmallow farts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;readers digest condensed version on my life for about the last month to get you up to speed 'cause i've been too lazy (really not to lazy, just busy as hell) to write anything and i got poked back into life on my blog today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;about mid april realized that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.demonrally.com/"&gt;my wonderful brothers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; were participating in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.rally-america.com/event.oregon2006.php"&gt;rally&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; from the 21st to the 23rd and i was in charge of food.  worked on a good cheap menu and had it all packed and ready to go when we left thursday night april 20th, it was nice to get the friday off work but for me the rally weekends are a working weekend and a total stress out.  i'm not telling you i didn't have an awesome time but being part of a race team totally wears you the hell out especially if you are out taking pictures and video all day and not knowing what is going on during the race.  honestly i'm still recovering from the weekend.  i did find that i need only 2 things for my birthday this year to help with the rally, a handheld scanner and a gps that will show forest service roads and now that i've watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.specialstage.com/forums/showthread.php?t=21894"&gt;the video that my brother put together&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; out of all of the hours of video tape i took i also think i need a better tripod. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've also started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/k2tog/"&gt; my own knitting group&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; on monday nights in seattle in the capitol hill neighborhood in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.onlinecoffeeco.com/locations/3/"&gt;online coffee co&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; that just opened up.  can i just tell you how much i love this new group?  no?  okay, i won't say too much but to have such supportive and awesome people in my life makes me so happy!  last night was the 2nd meeting of the group and the turnout was still over 10!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also last weekend instead of relaxing and recovering from rally i went to the fiber expo in seatac and met lilly chin and had a fabulous dinner at a friends house on saturday.  on sunday i went and worked in the yard for 5 hours.  i'll get some pictures up of the yard tonight hopefully.  my brother still has my memory card for the camera so i can only take 6 pictures at a time :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114660344150605320?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114660344150605320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114660344150605320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114660344150605320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114660344150605320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/05/marshmallow-farts.html' title='marshmallow farts'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114487487167226635</id><published>2006-04-12T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T13:54:01.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling much better</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;no, i havn't been sick it's just that my whole outlook is better, i feel happier, more myself and i'm taking more steps in the right direction for -me-.  ahhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i'm going to work on getting more pictures up here, 'tis to nekkid for my liking.  really too bad that i don't have my camera with me right now or i would be taking a photo of this monstor cloud that is eating lake washington and seattle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ps tonight is cupcake night.  hooray for cupcakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114487487167226635?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114487487167226635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114487487167226635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114487487167226635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114487487167226635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/04/feeling-much-better.html' title='feeling much better'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114435838110235105</id><published>2006-04-06T13:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T16:02:48.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's in my knitting bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.pipandtom.com"&gt;pip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; asked me (and everyone else) via her blog what is in my knitting bag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;**fair warning, i have a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiig knitting bag** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;black 4 gig nano and head phones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;uproar cell phone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;keys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;cd of the rogue and eris pattern by girl from auntie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;pill box of advil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;business cards &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;lip gloss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;box of licorice altoids &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;get up kids cd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mirror &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the gemologist's business cards &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(that's just the front pocket kids) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;unfinished green koigu and black cashmere silk blend rabbit with size 0 addi turbos stuck in his head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;chopsticks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;6 tatting shuttles with thread on them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;4 pieces of finished tatting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tissues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;flashlight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tatting pattern &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;wallet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;case with nail clippers nail file tweezers and cuticle pusher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;headlight bulb for my car &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;naturopathic allergy medicine for days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;natruopathic allergy medicine for nights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;naturopathic sinus medicine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;excedrin sinus headache &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;allegra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;humabid (expectorant) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;another nail file &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;meat tenderisor (for bee stings not 'cause i have a meat tenderising fetish) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;my secret knitting project that has been exposed as a felted bag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a metric shit ton of eco wool in black red and periwinkle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;saltines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the knitters handbook by knitters magazine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;natural health magazine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;part of a skein of andean silk in barn red form knit picks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;stripey sock yarn and a mostly made tie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a binder with a metric shit ton of patterns in it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;my knitting note book that i write my patterns in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;two red mittens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;naturopathic vet info that i need to read in my spare time (ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:edit:  i totally forgot i have all of my addi turbos in my bag plus my other must have knitting paraphenalia like the tape measure, stitch markers stitch holders kacha kacha ect i won't list everything in there  though.  well, maybe later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114435838110235105?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114435838110235105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114435838110235105' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114435838110235105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114435838110235105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/04/whats-in-my-knitting-bag_06.html' title='what&apos;s in my knitting bag'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114385931844443569</id><published>2006-03-31T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T18:41:58.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;so a few weekends ago i hurt my shoulder picking up my lovely local 2.5 year old friend. today i'm feeling much better, but earlier this week i was complaining to a coworker:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: my shoulder hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;d: what did you do?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: picked up a kid, it was worth it, he's cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;d: with women it's babies with men it's tires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;me: what?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d: women hurt them selves lifing up kids all the time with guys it's allways tires.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: really?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d: yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's a cute sleepy dog for the ladies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0344.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114385931844443569?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114385931844443569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114385931844443569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114385931844443569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114385931844443569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/03/ow.html' title='ow'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114359878302854964</id><published>2006-03-28T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T18:33:26.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a pie? are you sure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;one of my favorite blogs to read is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://suburbanturmoil.blogspot.com/"&gt;suburban turmoil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; today lucinda posted about a skiing trip in durango colorado, this is quoted directly from thier local newspaper and made me crack the hell up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;   &lt;span align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;   7:41 p.m. A man who sounded intoxicated said something was on fire in   an oven in the 800 block of East 32nd Street. He said he could see the flames. It was a pie.&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/12857075-114359878302854964?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114359878302854964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114359878302854964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114359878302854964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114359878302854964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/03/pie-are-you-sure.html' title='a pie? are you sure'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114322408942650469</id><published>2006-03-24T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T10:14:49.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vanilla yogurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yep it's official, i don't like vanilla yogurt.  even it it's in it's frozen form.  just another thing to add to the list.  i've tried several different brands but just can't get over the whole fake taste of it. blech.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i'll get my camera back soon so i can show you all some more photos of bunnies ('cause i'm sure that's why your here, not because i have cute dogs or an interesting life or anything like that.  oh, maybe because of my hot brother, the race car driver in the doo wap posts earlier this month.) and the dogs.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the knitting home front i've started a new project.   i'm totally not going to tell you what it is though because, well, it's secret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;it's black and red and knit on size 13 40 inch addi turbo circulars, but seriously that's all i'm telling you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i've ripped it out once already okay, i'm done, not telling you another bit about the secret project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will take some pictures of the rockin' stitch markers i made especially for the secret project last sunday though, but that's all you get.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i'm done,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;that's all your getting, don't know why you're still reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;oh it's really cool and i don't keep secrets well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;okay all done.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114322408942650469?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114322408942650469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114322408942650469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114322408942650469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114322408942650469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/03/vanilla-yogurt.html' title='vanilla yogurt'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114314763032411703</id><published>2006-03-23T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T13:00:36.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mushrooms?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tuesday night's conversation as i crawled into went like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;george: that chicken marsala was gorgeous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;me: what about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;george: you are too, but you don't have any mushrooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;p.s. sorry for the break.  we will be back on the wonkyupdatewhenifeellikeeit schedule now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114314763032411703?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114314763032411703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114314763032411703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114314763032411703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114314763032411703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/03/mushrooms.html' title='mushrooms?'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114253958511369941</id><published>2006-03-16T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T12:15:46.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hold on tight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;so the rabbit patterns are finished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;detailed step by step pattern &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://mavra.perilith.com/%7Epipandtom/Files/Bunnyv7.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(version 7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;short to the point pattern &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://mavra.perilith.com/%7Epipandtom/Files/Bunnyv7.5.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(version 7.5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;permanent links will be put in the side bar and can be found at www.crashtestbunnyarmy.blogspot.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;just a short note, please don't sell this pattern to anyone but feel free to print and give as many away as you like and please give credit where credit is due. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114253958511369941?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114253958511369941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114253958511369941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114253958511369941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114253958511369941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/03/hold-on-tight.html' title='hold on tight'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114230243618663191</id><published>2006-03-13T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T18:13:56.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>red leader, this is blue leader</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the rabbits have flown the coop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i repeat, the rabbits have flown the coop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;expect some exponential numbers shortly.  there are allready 5 completed and 2 in progress from the major general. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;over and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;...---...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114230243618663191?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114230243618663191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114230243618663191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114230243618663191'/><link rel='self' 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truly macguyiver (yep still dont know how to spell it).  not just knitting macguyiver but macguyiver of sewing machines too.  i just helped to repair a disfunctional viking sewing machine, with aid of the book it was pretty easy.  just ended up having to tighten the tention on the bobbin case.  i just looked at the keyboard and it's all groty though so i'm going to stop typing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114204165393548703?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114204165393548703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114204165393548703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114204165393548703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114204165393548703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/03/thunder-and-lightning.html' title='thunder and lightning'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114204137780450192</id><published>2006-03-10T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T17:42:57.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pattern she cometh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;hear ye hear ye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;let it be known that the pattern for 'katie's crash test bunnies' has been edited by at least 2 people and that version 7 is now complete.  i feel comfortable in almost putting it online although version 7 has yet to be edited into version 7.5 (aka the short version) and i really have to resist the urge to add yet annother peice to the pattern all should be done by the end of the weekend.  er that is my goal at least.  i just need to get ahold of my hosting cohort &lt;a href="http://www.pipandtom.com"&gt;pip.&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/12857075-114204137780450192?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114204137780450192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114204137780450192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114204137780450192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114204137780450192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/03/pattern-she-cometh.html' title='the pattern she cometh!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114201568188464631</id><published>2006-03-10T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T10:34:41.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a treat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;since i am still trying to finalize the doo wop posts with pictures here is a treat from wordsmith.org which gives me my daily word.  this one made me chuckle out loud at my desk while people were still here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A.Word.A.Day--putsch&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://wordsmith.org/words/putsch.wav"&gt;&lt;img src="http://wordsmith.org/words/wav.gif" alt="Pronunciation Sound Clip" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://wordsmith.org/words/putsch.ram"&gt;&lt;img src="http://wordsmith.org/words/real.gif" alt="RealAudio" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; This week's theme: words borrowed from German. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; putsch (pooch) noun &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;    A secretly plotted, sudden attempt to overthrow a government. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; [From Swiss German Putsch (thrust, blow).] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Today's word in &lt;a href="http://visualthesaurus.com/?w1=putsch"&gt;Visual Thesaurus&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; An infamous example was the Beer Hall Putsch of 1923. Hitler and his cohorts stormed a beer hall in Munich where a meeting of the Bavarian government was taking place. The  putsch failed and they were sentenced to prison. This attempt gave Hitler national attention and he decided to gain power by legal means. It was during this imprisonment that he wrote Mein Kampf (My Struggle). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; -Anu Garg (gargATwordsmith.org) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;   "Another mini-coup, 2003's shopping mall putsch aimed by young officers    at Arroyo was yet another reminder of the restive military."    Where Has the Hope Gone? The Standard (Hong Kong); Feb 18, 2006. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;X-Bonus&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; You can safely assume that you've created God in your own image when it turns out that God hates all the same people you do. -Anne Lamott, writer (1954- )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114201568188464631?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114201568188464631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114201568188464631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114201568188464631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114201568188464631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/03/treat.html' title='a treat!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114118024401797738</id><published>2006-02-28T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T09:29:34.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doo wop rally day two</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;needless to say day 2 started out with 4 non drowsy dramamine pills for don. there was also the bonus that we got to get up later in the day because the park expose in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;aberdeen&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; where we were staying was at 8 am. we met up with the boys for 1st service in montesano after everyone had checked out of thier hotel rooms. i wasn't told that we were checking out then, i thought we had untill later in the day so i was pretty pissed when dad said i couldn't leave one of the coolers or meat in the fridge at the hotel like i was planning on. so i went out and emptied the hotel ice maker into the coolers for the day. we made the short drive to montesano and set up 1st service of the day. rob gus and ian made a trip to texaco 1st thing and came back with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Airsoft#Dangers_to_humans"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;airsoft pellet guns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(photo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The war began shortly after they got back. rob and gus went in together on a bag of bb's for 10.00 poor ian only got his gun and the pelets it came with. when ian ran out of bullets he had to pick them up off the ground and i'm sure you can guess every time he bent over the other two would shoot him in the ass. fucking hilarious!! here are the more serious injury photos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(photo) (photo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the war continued until tom came in to service, then i was targeted because tom got his hands on a gun. i only got shot once though. don actually ate half a vegie-balogna sandwich for lunch this day, tom got me to make him a roast beef sandwich. after 2nd service at montesano we made great time packing up and getting the trucks and gti loaded up i was happy we were getting the hang of it and weren't last out of service. then hell started. we followed the 'directions' given in the service route book. we got lost. 23 miles up highway 12, then back down, 4 miles past the turn off on 107 and back and we just barely got to service (thank god tom didn't break anything on the car) in time to gas up the car and send tom on his way. one more service and then we were done for the day. don told tom to take it easy on the next stage, they just wanted to finish because they thought they were in good standing, tom was 16 seconds faster. that's my brother. i was able to use one of the frs radios to pick up the channel that the race officials were transmitting times on. i'll have to remember the scanner next time so we can listen in on all the conversations. after the last service of the day we packed up and got to drive the last stage of the rally. that was a lot of fun even in don's gti. but i know for sure i could never be a rally driver, definitely not enough balls, i don't like the sliding around corners part and the cliffs without guard rails bothers me. we got to the &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;oakville&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; grange in one piece, even with the tires that were strapped to the trailer dad was pulling vibrated out from underneath the strap, participated in the dinner and donated our money to the food bank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(photo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tom and don (and all the other participants for that matter) did really well. over all tom and don ended up 21st. the AWESOME news is that they got 2nd in thier group 'group 2' and won 1st in novice &lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt; 1st in group 2 on day 2 of the rally. for the rest of the results you can check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fatboyraceworks.com/rally/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;www.fatboyraceworks.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; under 2006 doo wop rally series. for reference tom's car number is 997.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i talked to tom the other day and barring any major damage to the car it sounds like we will be out again in april down in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;oregon&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sponsor decals on the car, checking all the fluid levels, starting and finishing the notes to the stage route book and getting farted on twice once by each brother. i hope that doesn’t become a good luck ritual. we all got into bed around 1 am, that didn't mean that we slept. all of us were pretty stressed out about the impending race and making sure we didn't forget anything (oh, i totally forgot the fake bologna and veggie burgers i got for don to eat so dad had to go get some at safeway before we left town).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/f%20tom%20working%20on%20car2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/f%20tom%20working%20on%20car2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom working on the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/f%20fine%20tuning%20decal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/f%20fine%20tuning%20decal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/f%20don%20working%20on%20stage%20notes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/f%20don%20working%20on%20stage%20notes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;don making notes in the stage route book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/f%20gus%20working%20on%20car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/f%20gus%20working%20on%20car.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;gus working on the car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114118018481838519?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114118018481838519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114118018481838519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114118018481838519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114118018481838519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/02/doo-wop-rally-friday-day-before-day.html' title='doo wop rally friday (day before day one)'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114117903583108231</id><published>2006-02-28T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T18:10:35.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you caught me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;didn't finish my olympic knitting or get the pattern up.  tough shit.  see the next post for the sweet rally weekend i worked at instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114117903583108231?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114117903583108231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114117903583108231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114117903583108231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114117903583108231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-caught-me.html' title='you caught me.'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114065819327766326</id><published>2006-02-22T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T17:29:53.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eating a what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/Suzy%27s%20bunny%20and%20Emmit%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/Suzy%27s%20bunny%20and%20Emmit%203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;crap, that bunny must be tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/Suzy%27%20bunny%20and%20Emmit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/Suzy%27%20bunny%20and%20Emmit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;chomp chomp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;this is the sweet sweet revenge for the PAIN IN THE ASS this bunny was to knit.  really i should say a pain in the shoulder, made in debbie bliss cotton dk it sucked hard core.  no more bunnies knit in a non wool component yarn. blech.  although he is rather cute, oh, and the baby too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114065819327766326?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114065819327766326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114065819327766326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114065819327766326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114065819327766326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/02/eating-what.html' title='eating a what?'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114019950833042361</id><published>2006-02-17T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T10:05:08.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 1st beagle day at the park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;recently i started volounteering to help out with the local&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.beaglerescue.org"&gt;beagle rescue&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;* saturday march 4th will be the 1st beagle day at the park.  this is the blurb that will be up on the beagle rescue site (hopefully soon!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, Comic Sans, Sans-serif;"&gt;It's time again for Beagle Days at The Park!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;tt style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, Comic Sans, Sans-serif;"&gt;The first Saturday    of each month starting on March 4th, all Beagles are invited to join the pack at &lt;span id="misp_compose_2" class="hm"&gt;Magnuson&lt;/span&gt; Park at the old Sand Point Naval Station from Noon to 3PM for a morning filled with barking, baying, tail wagging,    sniffing and the making of new friends!  Bring a Beagle Buddy and have    twice the fun!  Snacks are optional, treats are a given, cameras are    encouraged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, Comic Sans, Sans-serif;"&gt;  For directions and rules of the park please visit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;http://www.seattle.gov/parks/magnuson/ola.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, Comic Sans, Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; . The park is very large and completely fenced, if the group isn't right by the front gate check the trail.  Remember we want all of your furry family members to join in the fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Suzy and her 3 beagles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" id="misp_compose_3" class="hm"&gt;Nezzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" id="misp_compose_4" class="hm"&gt;Cabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; and Bailey will be planning beagle days at the park and can be reached at 3beagles at gmail dot google dot com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i'm very excited.  i'm also very excited that i get this monday and next monday off woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*in case you didn't know, all of my beagles are rescued dogs, one was on her last day at the shelter with a skin condition, one got 'too big for apartment living' and one was given up for allergies of a family member.  please consider rescuing a dog, they appreciate it and it cuts down on the profits of back yard breeders and puppy mills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114019950833042361?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114019950833042361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114019950833042361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114019950833042361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114019950833042361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/02/1st-beagle-day-at-park.html' title='the 1st beagle day at the park'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114003426785092747</id><published>2006-02-15T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T12:11:16.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hrm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;should i be worried that my name is still not up on the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.yarnharlot.ca/blog/olympics2006.html"&gt;knitting olympics&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;list?  i know that all of the olympians are hard at work knitting now.  how long should i wait to email to see why my name didn't make it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-114003426785092747?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114003426785092747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114003426785092747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114003426785092747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114003426785092747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/02/hrm.html' title='hrm...'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-114002341548470299</id><published>2006-02-15T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T11:34:56.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty frost and bunny bath day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;we are going through a cold snap her in the pnw, there usually isn't any frost left for me to see when i get up if there is any at all but since it was still 30 degrees when i woke up i got to take some pretty pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 443px; height: 329px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0225.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 326px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0224.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;even the weather vane says it's cold!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 326px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0223.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 442px; height: 326px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0227.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 447px; height: 330px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0230.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;poor duckie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 331px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0238.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;while i was out taking pictures nez decided that she should eat some more of the snow.  it's her favorite thing to do when it snows.  you can't tell in this picture but she is eating snow and really shivvering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 333px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0233.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;olypmic bunny #1 devious.  devio for short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 338px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0236.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 349px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0239.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;bailey thought that devio would like a ride around the yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 471px; height: 351px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0240.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;she thought that devio was having fun and didn't want to give him back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 344px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0237.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;cute bailey wants the bunny back.  silly dog rabbit's arnt for puppies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 332px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0242.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;due to the ride around the yard all the bunnies got thier baths this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 304px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0243.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;devio is not happy about bath time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;p.s.  i really like how the polly fill washes in the black rabit and devio, i don't know if firefox bunny will ever get dry or fluffed back up as his cotton batting was squished flat when washed.  follow the washing instructions given for your yarn and if you use the polly fill you may even squish them with a towel and then block them like you would a sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/12857075-114002341548470299?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/114002341548470299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=114002341548470299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114002341548470299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/114002341548470299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/02/pretty-frost-and-bunny-bath-day.html' title='pretty frost and bunny bath day'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113993724984101970</id><published>2006-02-14T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T11:38:09.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>snow! glorious snow! (or neener neener neener!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0220.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 258px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0220.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning george woke me up with a kiss and told me he got me snow for valentines day.  how nice of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the front of the house. (don't worry the rest of the trim will be white this spring and the garage door will be red. house used to be tan with dark green trim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 258px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0219.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the dogs in thier 'ususal' position.  they see all the squirrels and cats this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;left to right nezzy, cabby and bailey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 240px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0211.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more snow pictures in the back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 257px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0216.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fence and back yard lighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0212.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 259px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0212.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the out of controll lilac bushes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 260px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0209.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;too bad the pretty yellow crocus that had popped up was buried by the snow. that would have made a pretty picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113993724984101970?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113993724984101970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113993724984101970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113993724984101970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113993724984101970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/02/snow-glorious-snow-or-neener-neener.html' title='snow! glorious snow! (or neener neener neener!)'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113957984108968207</id><published>2006-02-10T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T15:47:33.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oooh more bunnies and bailey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 293px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0198.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;almost finished frog tree alpaca doubled (yellow green and natural) finished lambs pride bulky (black and white) finished knit picks 'zinnia' (orange verigated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 311px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0200.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knittig olympics supplies,  will be 3 bunnies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 285px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bailey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113957984108968207?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113957984108968207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113957984108968207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113957984108968207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113957984108968207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/02/oooh-more-bunnies-and-bailey.html' title='oooh more bunnies and bailey'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113934609524258133</id><published>2006-02-07T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T13:01:35.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crash test bunny army unite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;please reference the 1-29-06 post that shows a bunny attacker in my house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;no, the dog does not usually get to play with this rabbit, no need to worry.  although cabby does take great care in chewing the ears off of his babies, this is not designated to be his baby, it's mine.  along with the bulky version with the non encephalitis head you will be seeing tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yes, the pattern for the bunny will be up soon.  come back and you will see it, i hope to have it up on the last day of the winter olympics.  you could also check&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://crashtestbunnyarmy.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the official crash test bunny army blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;speaking of the olympics, i have joined the knitting olympics, and will be knitting 3 'katie's crash test bunnies' (this would be said rabbit attacker) in the 16 days allotted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113934609524258133?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113934609524258133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113934609524258133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113934609524258133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113934609524258133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/02/crash-test-bunny-army-unite.html' title='crash test bunny army unite!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113900185918947571</id><published>2006-02-03T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T13:24:37.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad bloglines, bad bad bloglines!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the least that they could do was look at the next entry in the bbc news headlines before listing these two stories one after the other....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;a title="Site: BBC News | News Front Page | World Edition" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/rss/-/sport2/hi/football/africa/4672272.stm" target="_blank"&gt;Football: Egypt cruise to victory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="author"&gt;In African&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="article"&gt;Egypt face Senegal in the African Cup of Nations semi-finals after overcoming DR Congo.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="item_nav"&gt;&lt;ul class="item_nav"&gt;&lt;li style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;label for="idui23706129-14941"&gt;Keep New: &lt;/label&gt;&lt;input name="ui23706129" id="idui23706129-14941" onclick="markUnreadItem( 23706129, 14941 )" type="checkbox"&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="itemdate"&gt;Posted on: Fri, Feb 3 2006 10:53 AM&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="itemupdate"&gt;Updated: Fri, Feb 3 2006 12:05 PM&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:emailThis%281541048,14941%29"&gt;Email This&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:saveItem%28" 1541048="" 14941=""&gt;Clip/Blog This&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" name="article-1541048-14937" id="article-1541048-14937"&gt; &lt;script&gt; thisSite = siteList[0].items; thisItem = thisSite[2]; document.write( thisItem ); &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;a title="Site: BBC News | News Front Page | World Edition" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/rss/-/2/hi/middle_east/4678368.stm" target="_blank"&gt;'Many dead' as ferry sinks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="author"&gt;In Middle East&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="article"&gt;Hundreds of people are feared to have died after an Egyptian ferry with about 1,400 people on board sank in the Red Sea. Rescue boats, battling poor weather, are reported to have pulled at least 300 survivors from the water.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="item_links"&gt;&lt;ul class="item_links"&gt;&lt;li class="first"&gt;&lt;a class="blines1" href="http://www.bloglines.com/citations?siteid=1541048&amp;itemid=14937" title="References To This Item From Other Blogs" target="_blank"&gt;1 Reference&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113900185918947571?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113900185918947571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113900185918947571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113900185918947571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113900185918947571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/02/bad-bloglines-bad-bad-bloglines.html' title='bad bloglines, bad bad bloglines!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113882068973774119</id><published>2006-02-01T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T11:04:49.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fast fast clouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the other night as i was chasing the clouds home i thought about how my life is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;and about how much worse it  could be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113882068973774119?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113882068973774119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113882068973774119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113882068973774119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113882068973774119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/02/fast-fast-clouds.html' title='fast fast clouds'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113852415273878644</id><published>2006-01-29T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T00:42:32.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there is a rabbit attacker in my house!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0187.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;he's pretty serious, you could say deadly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/400/000_0186.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;good thing that bubba took him out before he could bite anyone.&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/12857075-113852415273878644?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113852415273878644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113852415273878644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113852415273878644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113852415273878644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/01/there-is-rabbit-attacker-in-my-house.html' title='there is a rabbit attacker in my house!!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113824055505297430</id><published>2006-01-25T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T17:55:55.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woah,  went to colorquiz.com and took this short quiz.  it's fucking crazy accurate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your Existing Situation&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Orderly, methodical, and self-contained. Needs the respect, recognition, and understanding of those close to him.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your Stress Sources&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Suppresses her innate enthusiasm and imaginative nature, for fear that she might be carried away by it only to find herself pursuing some will-o'-the-wisp. Feels she has been misled and abused and has withdrawn to hold herself cautiously aloof from others. Keeps a careful and critical watch to see whether motives towards her are sincere--a watchfulness which easily develops into suspicion and distrust.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your Restrained Characteristics&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Very exacting in the standards she applies to her choice of a partner and seeking a rather unrealistic perfection in her sex life.&lt;p&gt;Circumstances are such that she feels forced to compromise for the time being if she is to avoid being cut off from affection or from full participation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your Desired Objective&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Intense, vital, and animated, taking a delight in action. Activity is directed towards success or conquest and there is a desire to live life to the fullest.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your Actual Problem&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wants to act freely and uninhibitedly, but is restrained by her need to have things on a rational, consistent, and clearly-defined basis.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your Actual Problem #2&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Disappointment and the fear that there is no point in formulating fresh goals have led to stress and anxiety. She wants congenial contact with others and scope for development, but feels that her relationships are empty and her progress impeded. She reacts with an intense and zealous activity designed to achieve her aims at all costs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113824055505297430?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113824055505297430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113824055505297430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113824055505297430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113824055505297430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/01/quiz-day.html' title='quiz day?'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113795626725104100</id><published>2006-01-22T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T17:41:48.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i did saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;thanks to bailey for helping me model the mae tai i made for my friend stacia this saturday.  i'm sure she thought i'd never get it done ;] hooray for inspiration.  hope i didn't get too many baby germs.  it even looks sunny out in the photos i took on sunday, too bad it was gray and gloomy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0167.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;just in case it dosn't make sense, the panels to the left and right can replace the brown flowery one that's in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 234px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0170.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0172.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the pattern to make this can be found&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bradley-etheridge.com/MaeMeiTai.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;it's called mae mei tai totally free, and totally awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113795626725104100?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113795626725104100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113795626725104100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113795626725104100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113795626725104100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-i-did-saturday.html' title='what i did saturday'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113737304478770974</id><published>2006-01-15T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T16:57:24.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jawalkers yahoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0154.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cast off the last stitch yesterday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0156.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;close up, for her pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;laying out drying as i type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113737304478770974?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113737304478770974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113737304478770974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113737304478770974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113737304478770974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/01/jawalkers-yahoo.html' title='jawalkers yahoo!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113691252388747328</id><published>2006-01-10T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T16:45:39.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0124.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 238px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0124.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;these are the stitch markers i made this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 254px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0145.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this is the rain coming in from the sound this morning, it's smashing itself against the front window now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 261px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0128.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mr bubba kitty leg (see the cat on his leg in white?) asleap on the couch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 248px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0140.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabby (who is also bubba) sitting up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0137.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 247px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0137.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nezzy sitting up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0138.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bailey sitting up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/000_0141.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 252px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/000_0141.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now bailey thinks that the camera comes with cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/12857075-113691252388747328?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113691252388747328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113691252388747328' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113691252388747328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113691252388747328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/01/photos-finally.html' title='photos finally!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113686003912448594</id><published>2006-01-09T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T18:27:19.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hey!  this weekend we got a new camera, i got up this morning and since george didn't install the software or the docking thingy i though i would (which i did successfully) and then -SURPRISE- i can't get the photos of that either.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a pile of bullshit. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i did make some awesome stitch markers this weekend but you'll have to trust me on this one.  some of them are presents.  i won't tell you who for though 'cause that may ruin the surprise.  oh well i gotta get out of here before my brain explodes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113686003912448594?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113686003912448594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113686003912448594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113686003912448594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113686003912448594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/01/camera.html' title='camera'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113634021136834124</id><published>2006-01-03T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T18:03:31.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm hungry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;what is it about today?  i'm just really hungry, i've asked other people and they are hungry too.  maybe it's because i started out the day with a healthy dose of dove mint chocolate ice cream.  that's probably it.   mmmmm saltines..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;okay, resolutions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;reduce refined sugars to an absolute minimum (except for wednsdays when i get my cupcake) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;no intake of any chemical sweeteners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;quit being so snippy with baldy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;learn that loosing my temper is not acceptable, way too old for that anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;get out and exercise more, reminding my self that walking to the store and back is a good idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;concentrate harder at work and get more accomplished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;listen to more new music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;doesn't sound too hard now does it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113634021136834124?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113634021136834124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113634021136834124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113634021136834124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113634021136834124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-hungry.html' title='i&apos;m hungry.'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113632087727984279</id><published>2006-01-03T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T12:41:17.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i vote for crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;drove -all the way- to seattle for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" href="http://www.purlygirls.org"&gt;purly girls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; knitting last night.  wendy figured out that she probably won't have enough yarn for her socks prooved to her by jessica's scale.  the 'pattern' says that she woud need 400 yds of yarn, so she bought 2 sekins of 200 yards.  i told wendy that i voted that the pattern writer was crazy, i was quickly told that she may have been mistaken but that she is far from crazy.  my vote....  still for crazy (and a little for that devil 'bad math').&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i am still waiting for a sane person out there to write me some patterns for socks that are done on magic loop instead of dumbshit doublepoints.  i'm kinda tired of  the knit 19 st from needle 1 and then turn and purl bla bla bla, seriously, i use my brain enough these days i don't need it to be tested with socks.  and for anyone out there with a link to how the math for a heel works (ie where to knit to and how many sts for the center ect), please send me a link or a reccomendation for a book or you can just explain it to my dumb ass next time you see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;oh! oh!  stopped at dons new house on the way to knitting, and i love the living room color they picked.  bright happy green! and the floors are -awesome-  can't wait to go and knit there soon.  it's really too bad that the person who 'worked' on the house before them didn't have a brain to use.  **helpful hint**  never ever ever place a textile (wood) that will soak up even the slightest amount of liquid from boys shaking thier penises about after wizzing next to the toilet as it will never again be something that you would want to touch with a bare hand or graze with your elbow, unless there are all females in the house or the boys sit down to piss.  **a few more helpful hints**  stiars do not belong in a closet, shingles do not belong on the celing, paper board isn't the best thing to nail shingles to, cupboards in the kitchen should be more than 10 inches deep, boarding up the space beneath a deck does not make 'annother room' or, for that matter, an appropriate place for a washer and dryer, and no more stealing lighting from denny's or sharrees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;thats all for now.  i'll probably post something about that new years 'to do' list that really should be will never do list later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113632087727984279?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113632087727984279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113632087727984279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113632087727984279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113632087727984279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-vote-for-crazy.html' title='i vote for crazy'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113589067591329991</id><published>2005-12-29T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T13:11:15.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas is not equal (i couln't find the math symbol on my keyboard) to my birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;meaning that it was really cool.  got some awesome jewelry from baldy (the husband) and from the parents, a home de-pot gift card from the state patrollman brother and an alarm clock to go with my nano from the math brother, math brothers girlfriend gave me a hair straigtener that isn't here yet and neice (my secret santa) gave me a gift certificate to a yarn store in bellingham.  she is so smart.  the inlaws (bless thier little hearts) gave me cash....  via ups.....  can i just stop for a second and tell you how awesome it is to get cash that you totally weren't expecting from the ups man, really really makes you want to kiss him...  i ran out bought 2 addi turbo circulars in 0 and 1 and yarn up the hoohaa (yes i still need more yarn)  seems like i will be making yet annother clapotis when i'm done with the manos one.  whats weird is that i am totally not a scarf wearer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113589067591329991?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113589067591329991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113589067591329991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113589067591329991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113589067591329991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-is-not-equal-i-coulnt-find.html' title='christmas is not equal (i couln&apos;t find the math symbol on my keyboard) to my birthday'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113528990851070756</id><published>2005-12-22T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T13:01:43.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one for you, one for me, 3 for the guy next door. cause i said so that's why!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;congratulations to all of you who've visited and found out i'm fucking lazy when it comes to updating this blog....  hooray for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;now, hooray for me!  i got a free turkey from work today because my boss wrote some commercial policies.  he also got a turkey (why is it that i really want to spell turkey turckey like it's some form of mutated chicken??) which he is going to smoke for 9 hours, no, not like a joint smoke, like in a smoker smoke.  you just think that you're so funny....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;just an update, so far with my bonus i've purchased 3 skeins of manos color #115 and am making yet annother clapotis, just not as gigantic as they are supposed to be.  i'm allready bored out of my brains with it and i'm not even half way through.  also i got knit, a personal handbook (it's just a note making book for knitting with graph paper, a needle size thingey and some other junk that's usefull)  also got a knitting journal so photos of my projects get documented somewhere, i'll need to buy myself a manual camera so i will have some photos because the computer **dun dun dun da** still isn't fixed.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113528990851070756?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113469775469808596</id><published>2005-12-15T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T17:52:58.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bo-fucking-nanza!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;today, along with my paycheck, i got a.....  wait for it......  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;christmas goddammned bonus!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(I like how the description of the size of this font is 'huge')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;woo fucking hoooo!! **dance dance dance around the office** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;presents for everyone!!!..... oh crap... i forgot for a second that i am a grown up and have to pay some bills....  shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;p.s.  your goddamned right i'm buying yarn with it beeotches.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113469775469808596?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113469775469808596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113469775469808596' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113469775469808596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113469775469808596'/><link 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him he had to change as we were going to go 'hunting' for our christmas tree this year.  i told him that we were going to go out to the christmas tree farm that my family went to YEARS ago (last time we went i'm sure i was in the 6th grade)  it wasn't as hard to find as i thought.  the name had changed from the viking christmas tree farm to the 'outback' chrismas tree farm.  hmmmmm...  okay, i'll go with it....  the guy said that they had 20 acres of chrismas trees to choose from, awesome!  picked up a saw and a knee cushin thing and got in the car to see the ummm  what?!?!  acres of trees??  the place that used to have trees when i last went there....  bare, i mean not even 1 tree...  okay...  we'll drive for a while and see if it gets any better...  no, it dosn't, just trees full of sticker bushes.... and after allmost getting stuck on a 'road' we decided to head back to tamer tree farms.  needless to say i was -really- dissapointed.  so much so that i didn't even go in the lodge to write santa a letter...  there goes one more childhood memory down the toilet....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;we did end up going down the road to find some horrible grand firs (allmost every one had brown dead needles on the east side of them)  we found a little one that was kind of sparse.  george said we are going to get one here or just go back to town and get one so we cut down the tree drug it to the road.  we put our tag on it and made our way to the cashier, which only took cash or checks.  george went to the nearest gas station to get cash and the atm was broken, but the little coffee shop outside of the gas station had one stuck in the outside of it that worked.  after he got back and we paid for the tree and then decided to go shopping for a while at the outlet mall then came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i've been busy decorating the tree but i thought i'd take a break to tell you guys all about it.  i'm sure you appreciated it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113433413278793177?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113433413278793177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113433413278793177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113433413278793177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113433413278793177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-tree-hunting.html' title='christmas tree hunting'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113414808429644131</id><published>2005-12-09T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T09:08:40.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>only one??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;oh dear god, i'm down to one project....  just a pair of socks..  what will i do??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i packed a random 1/4 skein of sock yarn and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;2 skeins of cascade 220&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;what i'm going to do with it, who knows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;although i suspect i'll be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEspring05/PATTbranchingout.html"&gt;branching out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; and creating annother secret project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;p.s.  one day, i swear i will get some pictures on this thing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113414808429644131?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113414808429644131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113414808429644131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113414808429644131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113414808429644131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/12/only-one.html' title='only one??'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113383406183608301</id><published>2005-12-05T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T18:31:27.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bullshit bullshit bullshit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i was recently gently reminded that i havn't updated my blog in forever....  yes, it's true, i'm a total slacker and procrastinator but it does run in the family so i choose to blame it on genetics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;currently i have 3 projects on needles and am contemplating  adding a sweater to the mix.  my choices are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.girlfromauntie.com/patterns/shop/rogue/detail.php"&gt;rogue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;arisag (not archived on knitty yet, but it was the lace top on the main page)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.knitty.com/ISSUEwinter05/PATTtubey.html"&gt;tubey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; will have to alter the sleeves on this one due to my gargantuan guns (oo ra), either that or finally loose some godammned weight (at the most reducing arm size by 2 inches, not enough)....  but that takes commitment, which i'm to lazy to even think about right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;on the needles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;socks for grandma not even 1/4 finished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;slippers for grandma  almost done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;secret project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;maybe a scarf tonight if i get too bored although i do not need annother scarf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113383406183608301?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113383406183608301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113383406183608301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113383406183608301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113383406183608301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/12/bullshit-bullshit-bullshit.html' title='bullshit bullshit bullshit'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113278516853613698</id><published>2005-11-23T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T14:32:48.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy turkey day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hey guys!!  happy turkey day!!  eat loads and go into a food coma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113278516853613698?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113278516853613698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113278516853613698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113278516853613698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113278516853613698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-turkey-day.html' title='happy turkey day!!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113270938405379633</id><published>2005-11-22T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T17:29:44.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm putting off making my christmas list to tell you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that my email sucks total ass.  can i now tell you how much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hotmail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; sucks ass.  it is now taking 3 to 4 days for me to get messages.  for christ's sake boys and girls get your shit together.  i seriously need a free permenant email address i can drag with me even if we change internet service at home i am close to changing to somewhere else just because i go on withdrawl if i don't have my email -on goddamned time-!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;leave me a comment on who you use and how much spam you get (without inviting it in by signing up for a bunch of shit online that you know you shouldn't, yes i know you signed up for that mystery shopper shit that came up on a website somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;shit shit shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113270938405379633?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113270938405379633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113270938405379633' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113270938405379633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113270938405379633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-putting-off-making-my-christmas.html' title='i&apos;m putting off making my christmas list to tell you'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113268939772500731</id><published>2005-11-22T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T11:56:37.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>have i lost it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;**start tragic sad 'someone's dying music' from the movies**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;really, has knitting finally hit it's height with me?  last night, while working on the broadripple socks for my grandmother i hit this wall.  not only did i not want to finish the sock, or the scarf in my bag or the skinny clapotis i'm working on, i didn't want to start anything new.  i'm now looking at things and saying to myself 'that doesn’t look hard at all'.  maybe i'm getting too big for my britches.  maybe it's just today.  maybe i need to just start rogue just to get my brain a little exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113268939772500731?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113268939772500731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113268939772500731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113268939772500731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113268939772500731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/11/have-i-lost-it.html' title='have i lost it?'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113260772785836100</id><published>2005-11-21T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T13:18:34.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend in review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i wish i could take a picture of this really cool sock i'm knitting to show you how it's turning out but i can't. the camera dosn't have batteries and the printer still isn't installed on the torn apart computer. right now i am millimeters from just getting myself a mac laptop and telling george to never ever ever touch it, cause if he does i will then learn to have it electrocute him upon contact. yes, i would take a picture of that too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i did have a reasonably good weekend seeing as how i was stuck at my parents house without a car. i drove george and i up to my parents house on saturday morning at about 2am (when i got home from knitting) . george left on saturday about 11:30 after dad made sure my car wasn't going to fall apart from the weird noise it was making (which turns out that the idiots at les schwab didn't tighten my lug nuts when i went in to have a flat repaired and one is now missing(the car was going tok-a tok-a tok-a when i slowed way down (yes that is the acutal noise (and dad did say 'quit kicking my nuts' when i accidentally tripped over the lug nuts, that was really funny!)))). my husband told me he was going shopping for my christmas present. i thought that he would be back saturday night for dinner. he didn't come back untill sunday evening. turd. i thought we were actually going to spend some time together this weekend. silly me. but he did stub his little toe in the basement and i'm pretty sure it's broken (karma wins again). i did get a haircut at aunt carolyns on saturday out of it though. when it gets longer i will like it more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today i get free lunch from kristi at deans and homer, hopefully she likes garlic so we can go to the medeteranian kitchen here in bellevue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113260772785836100?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113260772785836100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113260772785836100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113260772785836100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113260772785836100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/11/weekend-in-review.html' title='weekend in review'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113260673227104939</id><published>2005-11-19T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T12:58:52.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>smushy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;can i just tell you all how much i love my knitting friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;this much:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;seriously now, you guys are awesome.  and you think i'm only a little crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113260673227104939?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113260673227104939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113260673227104939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113260673227104939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113260673227104939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/11/smushy.html' title='smushy'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113201921784023424</id><published>2005-11-14T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T17:46:57.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>high low</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;holy crap, it's totally not even thanksgiving and we bought christmas presents for the englanders.  leanne will be totally stoked.  don't tell her but we spent a total of not more than $15 on her and she's getting two huge bratz ummm 'locations'  one is a punk hang out diner type deal and one is an ice skating rink (how fricking cool!!).  oh, leanne is george neice, she's 8.  we only have to get something for katie (who is 12) and george's brother michael (he's 35, thought i might as well as long as we are doing ages).  sharon (the girls' mom) is getting a hot fireman poster and the mom-and-dad-in-law (woohoo for hyphens) are getting a seattle city scape on a peice of glass from some seattle artist.  and got something for 2 somethings that will remain nameless.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;also got some prezzies for the dogs, i found dog bowls at target (yes the sucky one in everett) which were a whole whopping $1 a peice that say good dog, i picked up 2 red and one black.  also found some tree ornaments for photos of the dogs, thought we may as well document how gray bubba has gotten since he was adopted (he's starting to get gray around his tail eeek!!).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;there were plans to post some very cute pictures of the beaglers but then i found out that the husband hasn't installed the printer (which has the card reader for the camera in it).  the beaglefest photos are still on there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;can't think of anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113201921784023424?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113201921784023424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113201921784023424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113201921784023424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113201921784023424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/11/high-low.html' title='high low'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113148525035225661</id><published>2005-11-08T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T13:27:30.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>howloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;please click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beaglerescue.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; and follow the link to the howloween pictures, bumble bubba was caught sniffing the rocks.  i'm sure that at one point in time i will have the photos in my camera up here and the short video clip from komo 4 news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;also if you could, a few dollars to help pay for bucky's vet bills would be really cool.  his story is on the main page of the link above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113148525035225661?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113148525035225661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113148525035225661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113148525035225661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113148525035225661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/11/howloween.html' title='howloween'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113148481832286993</id><published>2005-11-08T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T13:20:18.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it was so cold when i left knitting last night that in between the 200 yards from starbucks to safeway my nose froze, and then the 200 yards from safeway to my car it froze again.  you would think that having such a tiny nose as i do it would not get frozen quickly because it's so close to my face,  wrong-o buck-o.  we were tossed out of our regular spot at el diablo's as the book club can evidently reserve the upstairs area but we can't. thus the 2 block walk to starbucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today is the day that i win my new beetle in a raffle.  i bought some raffle tickets from my boss for the fund raiser he is involved in with the bellevue breakfast rotary club.  it's a red 2005 new beetle convertible.  i bet you i could trade someone straight across for a 02-04 turbo s.  they will pull my ticket at 1:30.  don't call because i will be freaking out, and then picking up my car to freeze my ass off with the top down running around washington just because i can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then, alicia, you may have the honda.  looks shitty, drives great.  gets 47 mpg when the oil is low (we may never know why).  heater works great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113141709664553929</id><published>2005-11-07T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T12:44:08.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>costco guy fawkes (pronounced fox for you americans)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i spent $150 at costco, had to renew my membership.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;went up to the parents house this weekend and celebrated bonfire night! was pretty good except we had to have the bonfire in the fireplace and had to have a mini guy fawkes to toss on the fire. ended up just eating chilli and making cheater smores. i now know why people like those so much, i just could never get the hang of balancing the chocolate on the grahm cracker and then getting the marshmallow on there and holding it all when i was taking a bite. this year we got those french schoolboy cookies with the chocolate allready on them and just tossed our nicely toasted marshmallows on the cookies, melted the chocolate and mmmm yummy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that was my weekend, how was yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113141709664553929?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113141709664553929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113141709664553929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113141709664553929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113141709664553929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/11/costco-guy-fawkes-pronounced-fox-for.html' title='costco guy fawkes (pronounced fox for you americans)'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113089553923014596</id><published>2005-11-01T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T17:38:59.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>funk of funks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ugh, today i'm in a funk.  i know it will be better tomorrow, hopefully.  my funks don't last too long.  honestly, since the drama happened i thought i was all funked out.  i do get to go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.costco.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;costco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; with tom tonight and do some serious 'shopping'  i think that sausages are on my list.  i still can't get out of that place for less than $100.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113089553923014596?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113089553923014596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113089553923014596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113089553923014596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113089553923014596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/11/funk-of-funks.html' title='funk of funks'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-113087721633861548</id><published>2005-11-01T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T12:34:16.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear god no!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wonder how long it will take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carphonewarehouse.com/commerce/servlet/gben-server-PageServer?ARTICLE=MAIN.UK.INTERNET.STATIC.CPWOFFERS.MOTV3PINK"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; to make it to the u.s. those UK folk sure know how to gross me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-113087721633861548?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/113087721633861548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=113087721633861548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113087721633861548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/113087721633861548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/11/dear-god-no.html' title='dear god no!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112985820355966136</id><published>2005-10-20T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:30:03.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blue screen of death</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyone ever have a podcast screw up their computer so much that they got the blue screen of death? new rule, no podcasts at work, if i'm going to screw up a computer it better be the one that george has to fix. i had to figure out all this shit and fix it my damn self. well it was better than telling the computer guy :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you just hate the days where you wake up with a headache? i've had a really bad sinus headache all day. i have my suspicions that it's all the diet pop i've been drinking lately. time to cut that shit out again. i need to find some good organic juice boxes that i can drink when i get a sweet drink craving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! i'm totally signing up for this awesome home delivery organic thing called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pioneerorganics.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pioneer organics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;. local and organic and -vegetables- oh my!! wait, that means that i actually have to start eating veggies....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112985820355966136?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112959810769362912</id><published>2005-10-17T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T18:15:07.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>paint salt and pig stys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;paint paint paint the house now it's dark and gray, in the summer i'll paint the trim (i can't think of a good ending) well that's what me george dad and mom did on saturday. surprise it's all done for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday george and i went to fat burger. i had their chicken burger. wasn't all that great, no salt on the fries. hey all you 'salt sensitive' people out there!! you really shouldn't be eating fries if you have health issues!! and fat burger, put some goddamned salt on your fries. then we went to ross where i found a bunch of new bras, 2 pair of comfy underwear and the coolest rug for my kitchen ever. i'll have to try and rember to take a picture of it to show, i'll try and block out my dirty kitchen floor but with the dogs running in and out and the ground being all muddy again the house is a sty.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112959810769362912?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112959810769362912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112959810769362912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112959810769362912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112959810769362912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/10/paint-salt-and-pig-stys.html' title='paint salt and pig stys'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112931401262297215</id><published>2005-10-14T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T11:20:12.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wednsday and the doctor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;forgot to update, sorry.  wednsday morning went to the doctor to discuss the results of the 2nd pelvic ultrasound. dr says that the cyst shrunk.  what?  but i feel worse!  even woke up in the middle of the night last week 'cause i felt like doody.  she asked how bad the pain was,  i told her that it really wasn't all that painfull.  i just wanted to stop feeling like i was gonna throw up every freaking day and popping advil like jelly beans because of it.  we talk some more and she asks when my last depo injection was, i told her 9-26, then (i swear to god) there was this light above her head that goes off and she says, well maybe the depo has too much hormone for you as one of the symptoms of getting too much is to feel nausious. (and since then i've found out that other symptoms are being tired all the time and weight gain).  so in december i am switching to the pill specifically necon 1/35.  doc says i can take if for 3 months and then take a 'break'.  shit i havn't had a 'break' since 1998...  anyone out there have a good resource site for info on taking the pill?  i really don't know anything about it since i just went directly into getting the shot from nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112931401262297215?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112931401262297215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112931401262297215' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112931401262297215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112931401262297215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/10/wednsday-and-doctor.html' title='wednsday and the doctor'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112915105264703598</id><published>2005-10-12T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T11:03:53.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the soul search</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my friend 'pip' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pipandtom.blogspot.com/2005/10/youre-so-artsy.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wrote today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; that she was in the soul searching stage. that time when you say to yourself 'What was I doing? What talent was I bound to perfect?' i have been in that state now for at least 4 years, looking for something that identifies me. that suzy she just loves to... ____ (fill in the blank). i think that i have just given up though. i know how to do sooooo many different things but i can't say that i -love- to do them and i could never give it up. and yes, i could put down the knitting needles tomorrow and never knit again. i'm sure that will suprise some of you. i just consider myself the jack of all trades master of none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can:&lt;br /&gt;work on cars, and i mean really work on cars... rebuild an engine? no prob. tune up? easy cheezy. brakes? no biggy. fix a dent? when do you need it done by? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kick your ass. seriously. i may look like some big fluffy teddy bear but most of me is muscle. don't go testing me now though... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;paint. i'm actually pretty good at landscapes. i like to paint where you have to make your eyes all fuzzy to see what it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;draw. horses kick ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fix staplers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;untangle knots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;expert christmas lite (i didn't mis spell this word, look on the box) string repairer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(there are more but i'll stop now so not to bore you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112915105264703598?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112915105264703598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112915105264703598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112915105264703598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112915105264703598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/10/soul-search.html' title='the soul search'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112907890512058739</id><published>2005-10-11T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T18:03:28.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;now that mariah is done, and the bumble beagle costumes are all but finished i am now at a loss as to what to knit next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is on deck:&lt;br /&gt;red and black psychedelic squares afghan&lt;br /&gt;orange hallowig&lt;br /&gt;socks for me (need pattern)&lt;br /&gt;socks for george (need manly pattern)&lt;br /&gt;something to do with the 600something yards of merino olive and cobalt/violet sock yarn (clapotis?) the only bad part to this one is that i already knit a variegated one that i hated i don't really want to go there again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i could by yarn for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arisag from knitty (lacey wrap top that, of course, i'm going to alter to not include the rib at the bottom but be lace all the way down)&lt;br /&gt;slapdash out of my favorite yarn from knitpicks in very dark charcoal&lt;br /&gt;the weavy bulky scarf from loop d loop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and your thoughts are??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112907890512058739?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112907890512058739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112907890512058739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112907890512058739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112907890512058739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-now.html' title='what now?'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112853929852861188</id><published>2005-10-05T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T12:08:18.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't think of a good title</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;had my 2nd pelvic ultrasound to make sure my cyst was still there. big surprise it still was. i just want to go home and curl up in bed and be depressed for a few days and survive on hot chocolate. i just know that my doctor will want to remove the cyst and right now, that's freaking me out. makes me wish i never mentioned it. sigh.... anyone out there been through this? i hope i'm freaking out for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112853929852861188?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112853929852861188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112853929852861188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112853929852861188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112853929852861188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-cant-think-of-good-title.html' title='i can&apos;t think of a good title'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112838831062465208</id><published>2005-10-03T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T18:11:50.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend update with extra poopy bits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;muscles are a little achey today, after this weekend i thought there was a good chance i wouldn't be able to lift my arms at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thought that i would get up early and make a start on the house. boy was that a mistake. i didn't get home until 2am on friday so i got up around noon. went to lowes and spent $500 on house paint, brushes, drop cloths, sand paper, tape and house wash (who knew?). 'there is no use in doing something unless it's last minute' is the motto of my dad. so october 1, we start painting the house. when we are done, i say we only because it seems that my dad is going to help. i haven't asked anyone else to help other than george but i guess it was more important to clean the house this weekend (cleaning house meaning moving my shit from one room to another) than to help paint the cracking peeling exterior. someone needs their priorities re-arranged by getting a punch in the nose. aaaaaanyway... i got done washing the house around 5 pm. went inside to warm up and knit for a little while. one bee costume down, 1 to finish 1 to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;got up at 8 dad shows up at 8:30 (of course the earlier of the 2 time options i gave him) at least i have my clothes on when he shows up. so we start on the front of the house (which he thinks is the worst, little does he know...) and sand, and sand and sand ect... finally he has me put some primer on the porch area. my first lick of paint on the house to turn it a decent color ie: not tan with dark green trim. oh! the house will be dark gray with white trim and red doors. that has been the master plan all summer but the funds haven't been there. after i prime the porch and the front door we walk around to survey the rest of the house, he then sees how bad the south side of the house is. he says that we don't have to take as much time with that side as no one will ever see it. i agree, after sanding and grinding for 4 hours on the front of the house i'm about done with that bullshit. dad then says i can paint the north side of the house, the only part with little or no peeling or cracked paint. so i get 3/4 of one side of the house painted. looks really cool!! i go to bed happy and sleep soundly having done my 1st hard day's labor since i left my warehouse job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;monday morning (aka mutha fucka):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;get up early at 7, take shower, check on paint job. say it with me children... mutha fucka! evidently we didn't stop in time for the paint to be able to dry before it got too cold for it to dry or the dew got on it. i wanted to get upset but there wasn't time. went downstairs and got the paintbrush and tried to salvage what i could. i didn't think i could. the paint was very watered down and the primer that dad painted on the front wasn't quite dry when he painted the main color. on the side that i painted the paint had bubbled up in areas and i couldn't get it to stick back down and it looked like the paint just slid down the side of the house. end result: george says that it just looks like it needs another coat in the front and some touch up on the side. we'll see what i think in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112838831062465208?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112838831062465208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112838831062465208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112838831062465208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112838831062465208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/10/weekend-update-with-extra-poopy-bits.html' title='weekend update with extra poopy bits'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112804191763687904</id><published>2005-09-29T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T17:58:37.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh</title><content type='html'>i don't know what i'm going to eat for dinner.  just thought you'd like to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112804191763687904?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112804191763687904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112804191763687904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112804191763687904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112804191763687904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/09/bleh.html' title='bleh'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112787114344569770</id><published>2005-09-27T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T18:33:32.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'i never block my socks!'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/PDRM0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/PDRM0129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;'05 mothers day present for my mom. they are lace socks you just can't tell. and yes, one is bigger than the other.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ps. actually you can kinda tell when you click on the picture.&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/12857075-112787114344569770?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112787114344569770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112787114344569770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112787114344569770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112787114344569770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-never-block-my-socks.html' title='&apos;i never block my socks!&apos;'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112787108742609883</id><published>2005-09-27T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T18:31:27.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>word up ladies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/Picture%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/Picture%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pimpin' the brother.&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/12857075-112787108742609883?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112787108742609883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112787108742609883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112787108742609883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112787108742609883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/09/word-up-ladies.html' title='word up ladies!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112787104392971952</id><published>2005-09-27T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T18:30:43.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hairballs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hey, what's this in my tub?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/PDRM0109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;it's red and furry and hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/PDRM0108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;it looks kinda hoody shaped....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/PDRM0107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i think maybe it looks more like a cardigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/PDRM0110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;oh wait! it's mariah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/PDRM0111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;zipper soon. it's getting colder.&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/12857075-112787104392971952?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112787104392971952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112787104392971952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112787104392971952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112787104392971952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/09/hairballs.html' title='hairballs?'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112787099093275440</id><published>2005-09-27T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T18:29:50.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>puyallup fair expoze`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;saturday i went to puyallup fair and found 660 yds of superwash merino sock yarn for $23.00 hand dyed even! isn't it pretty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/PDRM00926.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i like the brightness of the olive green and the blue violet (on my monitor at home and the one at work the colors are very true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/1600/PDRM00931.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/PDRM00931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/PDRM0094.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;oh! i think that i may wind it into a ball! sounds like a good idea right? i don't have a swift so i start off on the floor and later move to the back of a swively chair then 2 hours and a shitload of knots later i have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/PDRM0095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;oh and this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/PDRM0097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/PDRM0096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yarn, you are so very pretty but seriously fuck you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3786/1108/320/PDRM0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i'm buying a yarn swift.&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/12857075-112787099093275440?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112787099093275440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112787099093275440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112787099093275440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112787099093275440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/09/puyallup-fair-expoze.html' title='puyallup fair expoze`'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112776814789903950</id><published>2005-09-26T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T13:55:47.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>carp or crap or hell, whatever, i'm going back to bed</title><content type='html'>i would post about my weekend but last night when i was trying to blogger wouldn't listen to me. and today i forgot my nano-usb cord and so i can't even get it to work here.  so, maybe tomorrow we will have some pictures to look at and my weekend to discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112776814789903950?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112733655479042187</id><published>2005-09-21T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T14:02:34.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heart attack!</title><content type='html'>so it's been hart attack city this morning, and i'm still freaking out.  george got up and let the dogs out early this morning (probably about 6:30) which is normal for them.  they were in and out for a good long while, untill about 9 or so, when i started to call them in so i could go to work.  things are too quiet, no jingle jingle of tags running for thier cookies.  quiet beagles are not good beagles.  bailey was hanging out with me so i called for nez and bubba.  no bubba, no nez, that is strange, bubba comes running for cookies even if he is in the garbage.  my heart starts to sink.  how could they get out? george took the garbage out the huge back gate maybe...  no that's closed.  got shoes and socks on and went out to look for them found the 2nd front gate open, the one we tied with wire to keep shut, the one we never use.  slam the gate shut.  re-tie the wire.  yell for nez.  no nez.  dear god..  yell for cabby, he pokes his head around the corner of the house.  i tell him he's a good boy, on my way sprinting by him through the house and out the front door.   get out in the front of the house and yell for nez, wondering which way to go... look left. nothing.  look right.  there she is at the corner of our block.  i yell for her, she heads towards me (hooray she knows her name and to come after 5 years!!) untill....  she sees a cat.  cat takes off running, nez takes off running, i take off running.  the cat quickly looses nezzy, she depends too much on her nose.  when i see that the cat has won the race i try calling nez again, she comes running to me and lets me pick her up.  she crouches down when she gets near thinking that she is in trouble.  i tell her she's a good girl as i walk home with her in my arms, good girl for coming to me, hope she had fun chasing the kitty.  deeeeeep breath...  my dogs = my children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is also, reason 1,000,000 for not letting them hang out in the yard on 'good days'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my drive to work, start to think, how would the gate get untied and opened? and ask myself why the dogs didn't get out last night if it was open since yesterday...  i come to the conclusion that the gate was opened by someone last night.  now i don't feel the yard is safe.  nothing seemed to be missing.  dad is coming over tomorrow morning to help install new gate latches (like door levers) in the middle of the gates so that someone would have to climb over the solid wooden gates to get to the latch to untie or unlock it.  pad locks will be put on the existing gates and latches (including the huge rear one) untill further notice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112733655479042187?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112733655479042187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112733655479042187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112733655479042187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112733655479042187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/09/heart-attack.html' title='heart attack!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112726604550205972</id><published>2005-09-20T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T18:27:25.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brief but intriguing</title><content type='html'>fer christ it's been a while since i've posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;readers digest condensed version of the last week or so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-15 got nano from best buy northgate store (had to beg to have them put it behind the counter&lt;br /&gt;for me and were talking about selling it when i got there if i didn't get there by 7:15)&lt;br /&gt;9-16 played with nano,&lt;br /&gt;9-17 went on knitting field trip with friends, fun, expensive, got to see the outside of weaving works which looks like a cool store but who knows when i will get there to check them out. started secret knitting project.&lt;br /&gt;9-18 went shopping with mom in mt vernon, got some new clothes. i look hot now&lt;br /&gt;9-18 evening, went to watch rally with the boys and eat bartertown nachos (they are really good, almost as good as burrito night at their house)&lt;br /&gt;9-19 back at work (shitty)&lt;br /&gt;9-20 e-mailed knitty about the secret knitting project to see if there was any interest in maybe publishing a pattern of the 1st ever design i've made. ( i may be famous! hahahaha!) wrote out pattern for secret knitting project during lunch, not done yet also need to find a good way to remember which way ssk and k2tog lean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all the time i have for today kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112726604550205972?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112726604550205972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112726604550205972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112726604550205972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112726604550205972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/09/brief-but-intriguing.html' title='brief but intriguing'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112674606978580986</id><published>2005-09-14T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T18:02:12.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm better now</title><content type='html'>so last night i was treated to a shopping trip at alderwood mall. the 1st store i hit was the apple store. of course, thinking that he would never let me get an i-pod, i went right to the new nano and said, i want one of these! and he said okay. holy shit. i'm getting myself a cool ass 4 gb black fucking nano (and an fm modulator). i'm going to be so cool, you don't even know. and i will have some good music to listen to in the car finally. i've had the same 10 cd's in there forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and we went to p.f. changs for dinner which i can totally endorse as an awesome eating experience, awesome food, awesome service, what more could you ask for? (except for free of course, and an explanation of what p.f. stands for)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this totally saved my birthday and i will be having another birthday next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112674606978580986?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112674606978580986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112674606978580986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112674606978580986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112674606978580986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-better-now.html' title='i&apos;m better now'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112663923920331272</id><published>2005-09-13T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T12:20:39.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am an ungrateful horrible little child.</title><content type='html'>now that's out of the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday sucked ass.  i wanted to spend the whole day alone in the house (because i never get to do that) so i took the day off work, but 1st thing i got a call from george saying that he was sick and thought that he should go to the doctor.  hooray i get to spend all day listening to george play world of warcraft.  everything i started working on that day i either had to rip out and start again or couldn't start because the web site i needed was down. i ended up just going back to bed and taking a nap for 2 hours before my 'birthday dinner'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  i got 3 (count them with me children!) 3 whole presents a kick ass steam iron for blocking thanks joann, a kick ass bag thanks stacia, and $20 from my brother don.  none of them from my husband. his excuse is that he has been sick lately.  okay, so order something online and have it shipped to the house.  and you will totally call me ungratefull for this one but my parents gave me a card and mom shared 2 rings that dad picked up on his trip through montana with grandma b (costume jewelry).  what the fuck.  don got $100  tom got $100  i hope that it is just a communication problem between mom and dad that mom thought dad was going to put it in the card and dad thought mom was going to put it in the card.  but how the hell am i supposed to ask?   "ummm hi dad, what happened to my birthday money?" or maybe "hi dad, just wanted to confirm that my birthday present this year was 2 rings, a card and dinner?" that dosn't sound totally ungrateful.  maybe i'm just too old to get birthday money anymore?  also, when i made reservations for my birthday dinner (notice how i had to make reservations??) i told them that it was my birthday, when i got there i told the waiter that it was my birthday, they sang to the people in the room across from ours but did they sing to me??  nooooooo....  we even got deserts and there wasn't any singing!  then wonderful stacia offered to take me out to ice cream because my 'husband' hadn't gotten me a cake.  guess what.  ice cream place was closed.  i'm not going to have annother birthday okay?  i'm just going to stay miserable 27 for the rest of my life and not expect anything else ever.  i want to just go back to bed and sleep for a few days and forget that i even had a birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, i am likely to bite anyone's head off that even looks at me wrong today.  that is your fair warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pps i also got wine spilled on me (by accident of course) at dinner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112663923920331272?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112663923920331272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112663923920331272' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112663923920331272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112663923920331272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-ungrateful-horrible-little-child.html' title='i am an ungrateful horrible little child.'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112605585955851104</id><published>2005-09-06T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T18:17:39.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so i was freaking out for nothing.</title><content type='html'>studying like a mad woman for my (continuing education) hours this weekend.  i was trying to do the marathon 26 hours in 72.  boy was i wrong...  studied my ass off and then when i took the test today found out that you take the test 'open book' with a searchable adobe acrobat copy of the book.  can you say cut and paste children??  i knew you could! i accidentally took the test for one of the books that i hadn't gotten to yet (thought i was doing the 11 hr honker) and passed, 100% i'm sure but they don't tell you that info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weekend, other than stressing about the test, was awesome.  hung out with the brothers g/f, did some shopping, did some hot tubbing, picked on my dogs.  didn't even care that the weather wasn't 'perfect'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112605585955851104?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112605585955851104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112605585955851104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112605585955851104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112605585955851104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-i-was-freaking-out-for-nothing.html' title='so i was freaking out for nothing.'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112562470637354332</id><published>2005-09-01T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T18:31:46.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh what i would do without my best friend!</title><content type='html'>i have now successfully grown a 4 cm cyst!  woohoo for .....  hey, wait, that's not a good thing.  seeing as how my ovary is only 4 cm so that's kinda like growing an arm on my arm or another head on my head.  that would be bad, all the world needs now is two of me.  the silver lining to the cloud though is that my doctor called me normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DID YOU HEAR THAT??  NORMAL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately she wasn't talking about my psychological profile, she was talking about my bone density.  so in october i'm off to see the pelvic ultrasound lady again and see if the cyst that i suspect has been there for 4 years is still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah!  and the coolest part. they are cutting my armpit open again to sew it shut again.  hopefully this time i won't bust open the stitches and i will remember to shave before i go in to have it done.  i will have 4 days to recover though as i get to take some time off work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go home, see you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112562470637354332?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112562470637354332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112562470637354332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112562470637354332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112562470637354332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-what-i-would-do-without-my-best.html' title='oh what i would do without my best friend!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112545055336116943</id><published>2005-08-30T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T18:09:13.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my oh my what a big fat pie.</title><content type='html'>anyone out there know if you can knit something in dk weight yarn that calls for worsted?  i've fallen in love with a color and won't give up....  yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday is the 1st which means on that day i only have 12 days left to complete and turn in my ce credits.  shit, now that i look at it i will be gone from work on fri for my -me- vacation and so i have to have it done by the 8th.  only 8 days. man am i a procrastinator.  i'm just too tired to 'study' (read the goddamned books)  seems like i sit down to start reading and poof next thing i know i'm asleap in my chair!  too bad i hate coffee or else that might help.  anyone have any other ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112545055336116943?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112545055336116943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112545055336116943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112545055336116943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112545055336116943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-oh-my-what-big-fat-pie.html' title='my oh my what a big fat pie.'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112536545524646949</id><published>2005-08-29T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T18:30:55.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekends, but more sleep needed</title><content type='html'>saturday: i went to a friend of mine's daughters' birthday party (micaela, she was 12, poor thing i feel so bad for her having to be the mom so young). this would be the infamous drama friend. this time all i heard her jabber on about was how megan (the other daughter age 5) was asked to be on a premier dance squad and how $2,000 a year was too much for full day kindergarten but $5,000 for the dance squad was do-able. hmmmm let's think boys and girls.... education vs. dancing.... which one would you pick for your kids? me personally, i would pick the education thing, especially since megan excels at that also. i mean really, dancing around like a ninny is fun and all but at 5 and being interested in going to school i think that school may be the more important thing. but i have to remind myself -THIS IS NOT MY LIFE AND I CAN LEAVE AT ANY TIME I LIKE- could only handle so much so i split early from the party. i went home and highlighted a whole 3 pages of my 26 hour ce booklet, need to be done by 9-12 i can't put it off anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday: got up at 8, did some knitting while watching coronation st untill 10:30, went and got alicia aka a-word (as named by my dad). she is my brother don's girlfriend. and went to a highly unsuccessful beagle meetup, only one other couple and one other beagle showed up. if i hadn't brought alicia i wouldn't have had anyone to talk to on the walk down to the water. i have short legs and don't walk all that fast. that and i had someone to help me keep track of the beags, i counted 1 2 3 way too many times that day. mostly it was nezzy wandering off this time but cabby did start walking with the wrong group in the wrong direction once and had to be tracked down. all in all nothing major went wrong, i was hoping that no one would bite cabs and cabs wouldn't bite anybody. hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't write good today, i'm going to stop now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112536545524646949?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112536545524646949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112536545524646949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112536545524646949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112536545524646949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/08/weekends-but-more-sleep-needed.html' title='weekends, but more sleep needed'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112501904610805349</id><published>2005-08-25T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T18:19:48.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pee-wee and his pee wee wee wee</title><content type='html'>yesterday on the way to knitting at cupcake royale i looked in someone elses car (like i usually do) and thought that i saw a pee wee herman air freshener. that got me to thinking... dangerous i know.... so i was thinking how it really wasn't that awful that pee wee got caught spakning the monkey in a porno theatre and how he really should have capitalized on the fiasco and become a porn critic. i mean everyone from my generation remembers pee-wee's playhouse, all he would have had to do was change some letters to make pee-wee's porn house... i think he would have made a butt load of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i crack me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112501904610805349?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112501904610805349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112501904610805349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112501904610805349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112501904610805349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/08/pee-wee-and-his-pee-wee-wee-wee.html' title='pee-wee and his pee wee wee wee'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112500066617143780</id><published>2005-08-25T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T18:04:38.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a knittin fool!</title><content type='html'>mariah: almost done, on the hood.&lt;br /&gt;bee sweaters for howloween beagle fest: 1 down 2 to go, need to be done by october&lt;br /&gt;mom's mothers day socks: 3/4 of one done, were supposed to be done months ago&lt;br /&gt;georges socks: yarn bought, not started&lt;br /&gt;black and red psychadelic squares afghan: yarn bought, not started&lt;br /&gt;flourescent orange hallowig: yarn bought, not started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what do i feel like doing the most? buying yarn and starting rogue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112500066617143780?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112500066617143780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112500066617143780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112500066617143780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112500066617143780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-knittin-fool.html' title='i&apos;m a knittin fool!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112493350221876277</id><published>2005-08-24T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T18:31:42.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday already? too bad i thought it was thursday</title><content type='html'>so this week has been the week of the poking and prodding. tuesday morning was the pelvic ultrasound. what my doctor didn't tell me that it was an exterior/interior exam. and here i was thinking that it was going to be a breeze! they put some goo on me swish swish with the scanney thing 'it's still there' and see you later.... i got a swish swish alright. and the tech said that she could get the radiologist to look at it and come in and talk to me about what they found but she just came back in and said 'sorry that took so long we are all done, you can go'. still, it was by far my best hospital/radiology experience. today was even better hospital experience wise. went in to have the bone density scan this am due to my being on depo for more than the recommended 18 months, this november it will be 7 years. hello! how about telling me about this before?? didn't even see anything on the news.... anyway, the lady who did the scan was awesome and a knitter!! told her about fuzzy feet, knit picks, and the yahoo groups, told her that she should come and gave her my card to e-mail me about it she said she had been looking to get out of the house more. her daughter is my age. i've meant to go to my health insurance website to see if i can go to the obgyn at evergreen instead of a providence in everett. prov has been a total fuck up so far and now seems to be being run by the hospital now instead of medalia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that i've been up to my ass in work, and trying to stay that way and not slack off so much. 'the only person i'm hurting by slacking is me' is the mantra for the drive home. i just have such a hard time being motivated to do anything that i don't like. knitting, on the other hand, is waaaaay too interesting and really, instead of going to knitting tonight i should be studying for my continuing education credits due by 9-12-05. but i couldn't skip knitting tonight :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112493350221876277?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112493350221876277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112493350221876277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112493350221876277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112493350221876277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/08/wednesday-already-too-bad-i-thought-it.html' title='wednesday already? too bad i thought it was thursday'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112469240009760626</id><published>2005-08-21T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T23:33:20.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo for weekends</title><content type='html'>this weekend was pretty cool. so cool in fact that i now think that i deserve the nickname knitting macgyver. not only did i hem 3 pairs of pants and 3 short sleeved shirts and attach 8 patches to shirts this weekend (yes i know that has nothing to do with knitting), i un-knit (aka tinked) 4 sts x 4 rows of cable and re twisted things in the right direction and knit it all back together without ripping out a whole entire hundred and something stitch row. i am the master of the universe!!! oh wait, no, that's he-man. allways wondered why he-man's girlfriend (she-ra) wasn't called she-man or maybe that would have been her married name had he-man ever gotten the balls to ask she-ra to marry him. then again he wouldn't have had any balls as he was all 'roided out. maybe she would have had the balls.... but i digress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think good thoughts for me on tuesday and wednsday next week as i go in for a bone density scan and a pelvic ultrasound. don't worry, it's nothing serious. it's just that i've been on depo since 98 and the doc wants to check and make sure that my bones aren't weakening due to that and to check out my ovarian cyst that i've had now for a good 4 years. i kind of hope they say that i need surgery to remove the cyst but then again surgery is kinda scary. if i do end up having surgery i will be asking the doctors and nurses to help in the race for the beetle and grab a handfull of fat while they are roaming around in there. i don't think that's logistically possible though as it will probably be a laproscopic procedure, hope they don't go in through the belly button though i'd like to keep mine in tact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to remember to tell george to fix the timer for the fish, think he only gets 30 minutes of sleep a night because the light just went out when i sat down to write and it just came back on. speaking of time, it's time to go to bed. have to get up to go to curves at 6 which i totally forgot until just now. 'night 'night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112469240009760626?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112469240009760626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112469240009760626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112469240009760626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112469240009760626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/08/woohoo-for-weekends.html' title='woohoo for weekends'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112423392419309221</id><published>2005-08-16T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T16:12:04.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>okay, lets do this shit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have found the motivation i needed to loose some weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes boys and girls, and i'm sure it's no suprize, it's a car.  something with power, something that goes fast, something that i've been drooling over since 1998.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.commonplacebook.com/photos/2004/2004.10.24_nbeast/image0161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stolen from: &lt;a href="http://www.commonplacebook.com/photos/2004/2004.10.24_nbeast/page2.html"&gt;http://www.commonplacebook.com/photos/2004/2004.10.24_nbeast/page2.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hope they don't mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now you can't tell me that is not a sweet peice of machenery.  i'll wipe the drool from my keyboard now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i check it with the husband.  i am going to promise myself one of those in either black or that sweet ass orange if i loose 100 lbs.  i'm thinking it will take me about a year.  i think i can actually do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/12857075-112423392419309221?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112423392419309221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112423392419309221' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112423392419309221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112423392419309221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/08/okay-lets-do-this-shit.html' title='okay, lets do this shit.'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112380971132584142</id><published>2005-08-11T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T18:21:51.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet sweet revenge</title><content type='html'>see.  i told you if you sat in front of the computer long enough it would kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man dies after 50 hours of computer games A South Korean man who played computer games for 50 hours almost non-stop died of heart failure minutes after finishing his mammoth session in an Internet cafe, authorities said on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;http://g.msn.com/0MN2ET7/2?http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/8888579&amp;&amp;amp;CM=EmailThis&amp;amp;CE=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112380971132584142?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112380971132584142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112380971132584142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112380971132584142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112380971132584142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/08/sweet-sweet-revenge.html' title='sweet sweet revenge'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112370733629180931</id><published>2005-08-10T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T13:59:34.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not just insane but clinically insane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;so the reason i can't get any work done today is because i'm thinking about starting a cafe/yarn shop. even looked at commercial rental space online in everett and lynnwood, there is a place in everett that says office space is 200 a month and month to month is okay. i even wrote out a menu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burritos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jim huckeba's dave aju sandwich&lt;br /&gt;(it's pb &amp; j and i'll tell you the joke if you want)&lt;br /&gt;curry chicken salad sandwich&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pesto chicken salad sandwich&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grilled cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuna sandwich or tuna on crackers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nan chips&lt;br /&gt;(think england)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinette cake cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;(white cake with a coconut/butter/walnut/brown sugar broiled frosting... talk about yum!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chocolate chip cookies&lt;br /&gt;(with and without walnuts or pecans)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these would be all of the things that i like to eat and make damn well if i don't say so myself. the idea started off as 'burritos and insurance' but i think that the yarn idea would be better. the hours would be from noon until 11 or midnight. big cushy but supportive floppy chairs and 70's end tables everywhere, dark paint, bright lights... i can see it now. i really need to talk to someone that runs a yarn shop though or a store or a cafe though, because my huge downfall at this time is i have no retail experience (other than some warehouse work) and have never worked in a restaurant. oh and i have no idea how to make coffee (that would be why it is not on the list) or what even constitutes as good coffee. so if you can help me out, e-mail me. or just a reality slap across the face would be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112370733629180931?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112370733629180931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112370733629180931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112370733629180931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112370733629180931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/08/not-just-insane-but-clinically-insane.html' title='not just insane but clinically insane'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112363564062052417</id><published>2005-08-09T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T18:03:27.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>done! *phew*</title><content type='html'>today i made a conscious decision to sop being so pissed off and start forgiving. hooray for change no? reminds me of how many people wrote in my yearbooks for 6 years 'don't change you are cool as you are'. how stupid were they? no changing = dank, stinky, drama filled life. and trust me i've had enough drama for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of drama, i've made some awesome new friends lately so i think that i can dump my drama friend from high school with a clear conscience. honestly, i think that she has the best intentions when she starts things but has a serious issue with completing them. the other issue with her is the 'i have to be better than you' syndrome she has. so much so that she lies. she will tell me something about her life, and then a week later when we are hanging out with another friend of hers she exaggerates the story and then tries to get me to confirm the exaggeration and i won't and she gives me the evil eye and says i don't remember what i told her correctly. listen boys and girls, i may have some memory issues and some dyslexia but we all know i am no idiot! don't tell me one story and then tell me the same story but changed to make you look better later in the week. I HONESTLY DON'T CARE IF YOU THINK YOU ARE BETTER THAN ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps hilshire farms kilbasa sausage kicks ass and makes a great lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pps it's hilarious that the spell checker doesn't recognize the word dyslexia it suggests that i may have wanted to spell disallows tee hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112363564062052417?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112363564062052417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112363564062052417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112363564062052417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112363564062052417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/08/done-phew.html' title='done! *phew*'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112354773594156515</id><published>2005-08-08T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T18:05:18.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunshine knitting jetskiis exempli gratia karma</title><content type='html'>i had a rad weekend. knitted with some awesome people on friday (i even got a prezzie!) i love a chill out evening with friends and some knitting and some jamba juice. mid morning on saturday leisurely drove up to the lake and hung out with dad, went the show at the paradox (don was playing with his band) with dad all the way down in ballard drove back up to the lake, went swimming and jetskiing on sunday hung out with my brother don and his gf alicia, finished the back of mariah and started on the fronts, found a $200 innertube thing that you tow behind a boat/jetski and flip people off of that no one claimed, what could be better than that? i even hurt my wrist elbow and shoulder muscle hitting a wave too hard think i jammed my wrist and elbow and that didn't even put a damper on things. i hope this lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that putting this down in writing will throw me back into the bad luck spiral of death but here goes. i think that i might be out of the whole 'everything in my life is shitty if one more thing happens to me i will just run away' run of bad luck. congratulations to me. i have found some great friends, am doing healthy things for me, being more comfortable with george being on the computer all the time, everything is going pretty well. i could stand to get a new job, but i'm not too pissed today so i'll stay for a while. how are all of you doing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112354773594156515?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112354773594156515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112354773594156515' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112354773594156515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112354773594156515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/08/sunshine-knitting-jetskiis-exempli.html' title='sunshine knitting jetskiis exempli gratia karma'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112318340036219347</id><published>2005-08-04T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T12:24:03.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boys and green spots</title><content type='html'>i connect people to music, for every boyfriend i had there was a song. today one of them came on the radio, actually it's still on now. kind of makes me wonder what would have happened had we kept going out. would i still be working where i am now? would i have the house and the dogs? i don't think i would. this particular boyfriend went into the military is now on his 2nd wife and some instant-kids (stepchildren) he mentioned to me during the course of our going out that he wasn't going to have any kids (one of the reasons we broke up, mostly his idea). it's just amazing how much a song brings back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday cabby and nezzy came in the house and they had green spots on them. i still don't know really what happened but i think that they ran through/into some flowers and they have pollen all over them. i'll try and take a picture tonight because it's so funny, but you kinda have to see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112318340036219347?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112318340036219347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112318340036219347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112318340036219347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112318340036219347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/08/boys-and-green-spots.html' title='boys and green spots'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112301527260014214</id><published>2005-08-02T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T13:45:26.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for tomatoes sake!</title><content type='html'>i have a very smart dog. nezzy has now figured out that she can squeeze herself under the garden fence and get into the garden and how to get back out so she doesn't have to cry for us to get her out. her favorite place to visit in the garden, the tomato plants. you just know that she's been in the garden when she comes into the house and smells like fresh tomato vines. sure she smells great but as soon as she figures out that tomatoes are good to eat.... not that we aren't going to have a ton and a half of tomatoes this year. the husband still needs to get out the recipe for green tomato chutney so that i can make him some while we still have green tomatoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112301527260014214?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112292649485532089</id><published>2005-08-01T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T13:01:34.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too bad, so sad, i'm glad, f-you!</title><content type='html'>okay.  i'm done.  if i get an offer to go elsewhere i'm gone.  the last thing on this earth i need is annother mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explanation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now the old woman in my 3 person office decided to clean out the fridge.  asked me if any of my stuff was good and had it all out on the counter and then decided to hand it all to me while i'm walking from the fax machine to my desk.  that was handy let me tell you!  so i get to pack it all back in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, get off my fucking back lady.  you, of all people, arn't my mom and i'll clean up any dead food when i'm goddamned ready.  or, like normal people state that the fridge will be emptied on friday if you want your tupperware take it home with you or it will go in the trash with everything else that has an expiration date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112292649485532089?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112292649485532089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112292649485532089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112292649485532089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112292649485532089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/08/too-bad-so-sad-im-glad-f-you.html' title='too bad, so sad, i&apos;m glad, f-you!'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112292220142837750</id><published>2005-08-01T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T11:50:32.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tough e-mail</title><content type='html'>an e-mail from a friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This weekend during a fight -- told me if I was so miserable why don't i just leave. I almost did. He doesn't know that I cleaned up the spare bedroom so that I could sleep in there (if it came to that), not because it was messy. There are still some days that I want to run away, that I seriously contemplate about going home. These days are less now. I think it might be silly that I go home sometimes just for the kids. In October it will have been 3 years. Seems unreal that it has been that long and I am still here. I didn't think I could make it. What I can't figure out now is how to fall back in love. I still care about him but how do you get back to that place where you look at him and just know that everything is okay. Some days I wish I would have never found out that he cheated on me and that somehow we would have gotten better and I would live in ignorant bliss."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what would you tell my friend? leave a comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112292220142837750?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112292220142837750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112292220142837750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112292220142837750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112292220142837750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/08/tough-e-mail.html' title='tough e-mail'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112259527329527939</id><published>2005-07-28T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T17:02:23.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams...</title><content type='html'>i had a dream the other night, monday i think. it was really cool. i was in a doctors office and someone told me to go look in a box. so i go and look in a box and i see eggs being fertilized with a needle/syringe. and then someone says wait, look... and i watch and they cut one of the eggs open and you can see the cells multiplying. i ask if they can do it again but they say that the eggs are for invitro and that they only had one to show me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112259527329527939?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112259527329527939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112259527329527939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112259527329527939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12857075/posts/default/112259527329527939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/2005/07/dreams.html' title='dreams...'/><author><name>suzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028506889636796656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12857075.post-112242559181319800</id><published>2005-07-26T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T17:53:11.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>babies are okay?</title><content type='html'>please, everyone, no blackmail, no sending this secretly to my husband or other family members, i'm still freaked out about putting this down in writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that having kids would be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy shit. seriously. crap, am i getting old or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my concerns:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i would have to do everything by myself even though there is annother person involved and living in the house with me. ie: being a single mom even though there is help in the house but they are unwilling to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i'm considering this because i want my dad and g-ma b to have a grandkid that they can be proud of and not because i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kid would be allergic to my beagles.  i may have to give up the kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure that i have more concerns, i just can't think of them now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12857075-112242559181319800?l=3beagles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3beagles.blogspot.com/feeds/112242559181319800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12857075&amp;postID=112242559181319800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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