<?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-4116895612011128144</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:03:40.529-04:00</updated><category term='creativeness'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='little vintage things'/><category term='summer'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='poem'/><category term='advice'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='nothing much really'/><category term='kitty-diddy'/><category term='bird'/><category term='night'/><category term='places to go'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='my attire'/><category term='little wishes'/><category term='cute'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Here Behind the Looking Glass</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-6040232870155164591</id><published>2009-10-13T21:37:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T22:08:11.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>jack sparrow goes to the art museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/StUxTCegdFI/AAAAAAAAAxo/6PoDl68GmcY/s1600-h/DSC06009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392270331998139474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/StUxTCegdFI/AAAAAAAAAxo/6PoDl68GmcY/s320/DSC06009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392270325959291314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/StUxSr-u8bI/AAAAAAAAAxg/uKdUigRFZGU/s320/DSC06066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392269125126546930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/StUwMyh5ZfI/AAAAAAAAAxY/WLfGU9HDCoY/s320/DSC06030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392269117905380018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/StUwMXoPIrI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/4K0ngHS04rI/s320/DSC06002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392269108075902002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/StUwLzAtNDI/AAAAAAAAAxI/lKINPyoLDDI/s320/DSC06007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392269095945155458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/StUwLF0gs4I/AAAAAAAAAxA/e-QZJ0iPxo4/s320/DSC06054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392269090961035298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/StUwKzQNECI/AAAAAAAAAw4/6XMKgo51V4M/s320/DSC06073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392266010066588034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/StUtXeBukYI/AAAAAAAAAww/PyKmSmZTsPg/s320/DSC05998.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392265995328350674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/StUtWnH26dI/AAAAAAAAAwo/GTkT9hhBo1U/s320/DSC05994.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392265990046352210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/StUtWTciA1I/AAAAAAAAAwg/DkPJ8awf6E0/s320/DSC05990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392265982110840594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/StUtV14jtxI/AAAAAAAAAwY/IcLMaRvKyzs/s320/DSC05989.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392265976479193298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/StUtVg53mNI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/8QAqxjhGYiA/s320/DSC05986.JPG" /&gt;My friend Maria and I took the metro down to the capitol to go to the National Gallery of Art. We took Jack Sparrow with us. Soooo great. See, for my art history course I needed to go to a museum and do a report on a work of art...still not sure which? Any ideas would be helpful! :)&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-6040232870155164591?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/6040232870155164591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=6040232870155164591' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/6040232870155164591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/6040232870155164591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/10/jack-sparrow-goes-to-art-museum.html' title='jack sparrow goes to the art museum'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/StUxTCegdFI/AAAAAAAAAxo/6PoDl68GmcY/s72-c/DSC06009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-5261441384267735826</id><published>2009-09-22T14:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T15:04:13.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Leaves</title><content type='html'>This is a poem I wrote and thought it would be relevant, considering today is the first day of autumn. Also included are some totally &lt;em&gt;ir&lt;/em&gt;relevant pictures...Hope everyone has a great day! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can death be so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Flames of color&lt;br /&gt;bursting in brilliance&lt;br /&gt;and then flickering and falling&lt;br /&gt;to ashes beneath the trees&lt;br /&gt;victims of time&lt;br /&gt;They'll be arrayed again&lt;br /&gt;in spring&lt;br /&gt;reincarnated&lt;br /&gt;in green&lt;br /&gt;My past plays out&lt;br /&gt;in my mind&lt;br /&gt;I want to say&lt;br /&gt;I can be like a tree&lt;br /&gt;I can let go of my memories and&lt;br /&gt;start anew&lt;br /&gt;but they are always there&lt;br /&gt;God give me hope for spring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384369309908368914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SrkfXBiafhI/AAAAAAAAAwI/X_U-4SC-LiE/s320/RebaLight.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384369303856853394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SrkfWq_nsZI/AAAAAAAAAwA/5gszAN1jNWk/s320/RebaLight5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384369295123799554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SrkfWKdf3gI/AAAAAAAAAv4/AI4LBNalcds/s320/RebaLight1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-5261441384267735826?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5261441384267735826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=5261441384267735826' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5261441384267735826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5261441384267735826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/09/autumn-leaves.html' title='Autumn Leaves'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SrkfXBiafhI/AAAAAAAAAwI/X_U-4SC-LiE/s72-c/RebaLight.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-900210986801421558</id><published>2009-09-20T16:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T17:06:09.964-04:00</updated><title type='text'>do hard things...!</title><content type='html'>Hello, all! I can't believe it's been a month since I last posted - I feel horrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, my family, a bunch of friends and I went down to Washington, DC for a youth conference led by Alex and Brett Harris, writers of the book "Do Hard Things." (Check out their website at &lt;a href="http://www.dohardthings.com/"&gt;http://www.dohardthings.com/&lt;/a&gt;) They are also the creators of the "Rebelution." You're thinking: huh? Well, the rebelution is a rebellion against rebellion, or as they put it, a teenage rebellion against low expectations.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought about how low expectations for teenagers are? We're expected to be ignorant, sassy, independent losers who run free doing drugs and getting drunk and stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The purpose of the rebelution is not to, like, start an actual war, but merely to do things that will make our culture respect teenagers, to do &lt;em&gt;hard&lt;/em&gt; things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and thank you to &lt;a href="http://girlthroughthelookingglass.blogspot.com/"&gt;LookingGlassGirl&lt;/a&gt; for this cute award! I love your blog, especially since our blog names are so alike. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383658188540698002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SraYmUAXXZI/AAAAAAAAAvo/TFawIXIWifk/s320/bloggerbuddieaward72609.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383653571154395954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SraUZi5rwzI/AAAAAAAAAvg/hp1N4UVMPAk/s320/Random1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383653563740848898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SraUZHSKAwI/AAAAAAAAAvY/y0Mp896o2uQ/s320/Random2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383653556935766482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SraUYt7ssdI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/mucaLwllTtc/s320/Random4.JPG" /&gt;The band Reilly was at the conference and performed their song "Limited Time" at the beginning of one of the sessions. Pretty cool...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383653546265191906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SraUYGLopeI/AAAAAAAAAvI/SBy7hAKvh0Q/s320/Random3.JPG" /&gt;By the way, I just finished Mary Poppins yesterday...it was...interesting. Actually, weird. Have any of you ever read it? Did you know there are EIGHT M.P. books? I wanted to read it because I've been reading a lot of serious books for fun lately. Halfway through All Quiet on the Western Front, I was like, man I need to read something lighter!&lt;br /&gt;Well, lots of hugs. See you in blogland. : )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-900210986801421558?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/900210986801421558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=900210986801421558' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/900210986801421558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/900210986801421558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-hard-things.html' title='do hard things...!'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SraYmUAXXZI/AAAAAAAAAvo/TFawIXIWifk/s72-c/bloggerbuddieaward72609.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-5768291748419639126</id><published>2009-08-19T08:25:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:15:50.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>flying around, had to come down sometime</title><content type='html'>Argh! Sorry I've been gone so long. I finally told myself I have to blog today because tomorrow I'm leaving to visit my grandparents in New York and will be gone about half a week. So.&lt;br /&gt;July was very busy. First, my sister and I and some others from our church (including Maria from ofteacupsandtoadstools) went up to Toronto, Canada on a service trip. We helped a church there with leading a peace-themed day camp. On our last day there we went to the Royal Ontario Museum and got to see the Dead Sea Scrolls! Very amazing.&lt;br /&gt;The week after that, my sister, my mom and I drove out to see some colleges in the midwest (aaaah! college is lurking around the corner!). There was one I particularly liked, but I'm not sure how costs will work out (it was extremely $$$).&lt;br /&gt;This month, as well as working on some over-the-summer school assignments,I'm taking a college art history course.&lt;br /&gt;Also, thank you thank you thank you all who added me to their tags, but I don't have the time right now. :( I really love tags though, they are so much fun to read and do.&lt;br /&gt;If you are an avid follower of Adela (pinkchampagnefashion) then you probably know she already started school. Well on their first day of school we - Adela, Maria, J, and me - dressed up like hippy-ish bums and had a little picnic on the local parking garage roof. Below I'm including pictures from that and the Toronto trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371670882740923842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SowCNSAU7cI/AAAAAAAAAvA/WbuBT2tFklk/s320/DSC05202.JPG" /&gt;This is the building the church met in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371670876810164578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SowCM76UuWI/AAAAAAAAAu4/jsiNYTFh7kM/s320/DSC05243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371670870838889970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SowCMlqqTfI/AAAAAAAAAuw/sZ0nkQKO9y4/s320/DSC05264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371670863820909810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SowCMLhcbPI/AAAAAAAAAuo/W3Czqk4KcPc/s320/DSC05270.JPG" /&gt;I love this picture - so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371670853871735778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SowCLmdYE-I/AAAAAAAAAug/C0OmFPx3MQQ/s320/DSC05276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371668325864116738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov_4c5ZEgI/AAAAAAAAAuY/jNvR9PlYhl8/s320/DSC05281.JPG" /&gt; Sharpie tats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371668313163654242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov_3tlXZGI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/lXEN1Zp1ZsY/s320/DSC05302.JPG" /&gt; We helped to paint the pastor's fence around his backyard. It was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371668303285959122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov_3IyVudI/AAAAAAAAAuI/AqXXL1ZLFBo/s320/DSC05313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371668300597866114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov_2-xcroI/AAAAAAAAAuA/_MITk_5anfI/s320/DSC05335.JPG" /&gt; One of the younger childrens' classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371666125062309778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov94WRWh5I/AAAAAAAAAtw/NrEj466ibqc/s320/DSC05377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This guy got clever and attached all the markers together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371666109050238226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov93anxtRI/AAAAAAAAAtg/o6xGn7csN6Y/s320/DSC05385.JPG" /&gt; I guess black squirrels are common in Toronto, but where we're from it's unheard of! We were like, "Look! A black squirrel!" and those who lived there were like, "Yeeaahh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371666099784865842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov924GvWDI/AAAAAAAAAtY/DN6tMZmC_5Q/s320/DSC05404.JPG" /&gt; I wasn't allowed to bring my camera in, but this is the museum where we saw the Dead Sea Scrolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371666090793402274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov92WnAf6I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ePBHueV9YZ0/s320/DSC05411.JPG" /&gt; The CN Tower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371664080893191250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov8BXJdJFI/AAAAAAAAAtI/DfdYDFjoEpY/s320/DSC05413.JPG" /&gt; We stopped by an art festival that was going on - this was our last day in Toronto and since the peace camp was over we toured - I love this artist's work, unfortunately I forgot to get his name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371664072529003250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov8A3_RwvI/AAAAAAAAAtA/BSR2769eC-U/s320/DSC05416.JPG" /&gt; There was a garbage strike going on that week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371664062736040786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov8ATgdA1I/AAAAAAAAAs4/sEfqYkAwRkc/s320/DSC05422.JPG" /&gt; The Eaton Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371664058706584930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov8AEfwZWI/AAAAAAAAAsw/jmUJZS7Rmu8/s320/DSC05434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371664044687103682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov7_QRQFsI/AAAAAAAAAso/RB_-8thtDjY/s320/DSC05443.JPG" /&gt; Niagra Falls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371661300995428626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov5fjOLkRI/AAAAAAAAAsg/EjYA49Y5VVE/s320/DSC05751.JPG" /&gt; Hmm...Canadian trip and parking garage trip. Not sure if there's a comparison...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371661296975851746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov5fUP1sOI/AAAAAAAAAsY/dRp9K7KQ_9E/s320/DSC05748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371661289582534434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov5e4tInyI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/-5gJqQ1XflY/s320/DSC05749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371661275690573266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov5eE9CHdI/AAAAAAAAAsA/PZP9VNWtBzQ/s320/DSC05755.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371657708285137522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov2ObVTEnI/AAAAAAAAAr4/5QknA22r4Z0/s320/DSC05750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371657703297977282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov2OIwRC8I/AAAAAAAAArw/R60u1VqT1og/s320/DSC05757.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371657694436214322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov2NnvdRjI/AAAAAAAAAro/t4rEz40sdI0/s320/DSC05753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371657685985224498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov2NIQlZzI/AAAAAAAAArg/6AyZpUXrRpc/s320/DSC05758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371657680240898546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sov2My3B8fI/AAAAAAAAArY/CmGKTwHKhzI/s320/DSC05770.JPG" /&gt; (Stopped by a cake shop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371654829995951058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sovzm43rg9I/AAAAAAAAArQ/aJPL_4SX-RU/s320/DSC05773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371654813576365570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sovzl7s8hgI/AAAAAAAAArA/P_dykzKN12I/s320/DSC05781.JPG" /&gt; (And a used bookstore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371654809338325298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sovzlr6hKTI/AAAAAAAAAq4/ch95wf1FMMU/s320/DSC05792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371654801049617106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SovzlNCVgtI/AAAAAAAAAqw/jdDtICl1sZk/s320/DSC05804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4116895612011128144-5768291748419639126?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5768291748419639126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=5768291748419639126' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5768291748419639126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5768291748419639126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/08/flying-around-had-to-come-down-sometime.html' title='flying around, had to come down sometime'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SowCNSAU7cI/AAAAAAAAAvA/WbuBT2tFklk/s72-c/DSC05202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-5792445930141240591</id><published>2009-08-03T13:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T13:41:15.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>drumming song</title><content type='html'>YAY! Florence and the Machine's new single is coming out soon and here's the video. By the way, sorry I haven't been blogging in over a month - July was extremely busy. I'll post back soon! x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=61322514"&gt;Florence + The Machine - Drumming Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px" &gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=61322514,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=61322514,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-5792445930141240591?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5792445930141240591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=5792445930141240591' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5792445930141240591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5792445930141240591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/08/drumming-song.html' title='drumming song'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-7047078998555206362</id><published>2009-07-01T20:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:42:13.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Blog!</title><content type='html'>I don't remember quite when in July I started this blog, but I guess I'll celebrate it the 1st. Um...YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, some friends from a different state came to visit today and it was a lot of fun to spend time with them after not seeing them for so long. Especially my friend C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, as you will see below, are two pots I found while cleaning out my closet. I mod-podged scraps from old teenvogue magazines onto them, then planting grass (I don't have a green thumb, so I don't want to waste money on cool plants...lame excuse, I know). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Also&lt;/em&gt;, I'm finally getting around to accepting the awards given to me from Adela at Pink Champagne Fashion. Thank you, friend! I'm not sure of the specifics for the awards, so I'm just copying what Adela did for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353667322878411682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkwMELHIw6I/AAAAAAAAAqI/9CrAzqRTcUs/s320/from_the_lovely_CC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353667317999174882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkwMD471hOI/AAAAAAAAAqA/n6SjnBhF3t8/s320/honest%2Bscrap%2Baward.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIKES:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The music video for Glósóli, by Sigur Ros. I'm obsessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Curling up with my cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Henna tatts. So much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Blue eyes (I wish...).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Saris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DISLIKES:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Fake tans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. When friends text other friends when they're hanging out with YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Ronald McDonald.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Fishing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Thigh-high boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pass these on to Jessica from A Sunlit Day. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353667324407722498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkwMEQzwMgI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/k5Iy1H_v-wg/s320/kawaii.bmp" /&gt;And for the Kawaii award, here's 10 more things about me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rules are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Each blogger must post this rules&lt;br /&gt;2. Each blogger starts with ten random facts / habits about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;3. Blogger that are tagged need write about their own blog their ten things and post these rules.&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't forget to leave them comment telling them they've been tagged and to read your blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I don't own a pair of Converse, but would like to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I am related to the guy who started a famous chocolate company (Milton Hershey).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I once almost got run over by a car in front of a funeral parlor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I used to work at a meats and ice store (in the deli section - would NEVER be able to work with the meat - yuck)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*My favorite food is fruit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I own a guitar from the late '70s.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I used to collect stamps from different countries.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I have a doll from Egypt that looks like bin Laden.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I've never been out of North America but would like to travel someday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I don't like pepperoni.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pass this on to Maria from of teacups and toadstools, because her blog BURBLES (it has potential, dear, just keep writing!) and Catherine from Silhouette Girl, because her blog is lovely and her style amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353667315533456514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkwMDvv9pII/AAAAAAAAAp4/6GxZei2pskg/s320/DSC05119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to an ice cream shop nearby...drippy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353667299329036226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkwMCzYhz8I/AAAAAAAAApw/44zIJ82CTlA/s320/DSC05128.JPG" /&gt;I gave C a sharpie tat on her ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353664748050690834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkwJuTIXsxI/AAAAAAAAApo/mG0z4ABeLCE/s320/DSC05134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353664741182546258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkwJt5i4IVI/AAAAAAAAApg/CbI4XE-3Sis/s320/DSC05166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here are the pots of grass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353664736570803394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkwJtoXWhMI/AAAAAAAAApY/zfRNAa_-0EA/s320/DSC05165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353664728504545602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkwJtKUNMUI/AAAAAAAAApQ/7_5v8leMQ6A/s320/DSC05179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353664722626344258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkwJs0au9UI/AAAAAAAAApI/M0amdjWJGW4/s320/DSC05180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to a used bookstore yesterday and got six books for $4.50! I was very excited.&lt;br /&gt;Well take care, readers.&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-7047078998555206362?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/7047078998555206362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=7047078998555206362' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/7047078998555206362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/7047078998555206362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-blog.html' title='Happy Birthday, Blog!'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkwMELHIw6I/AAAAAAAAAqI/9CrAzqRTcUs/s72-c/from_the_lovely_CC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-2283198362523627554</id><published>2009-06-27T21:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T22:35:56.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'>art opening</title><content type='html'>went to an art exhibit at the time bomb with adela, maria (from ofteacupsandtoadstools.blogspot.com), and j. The theme of the art, which was mostly portraits of people and fish, was identity and isolation. some of the portraits were done on squares of cardboard, which i thought was an inventive way to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352199843555975794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkbVZooOInI/AAAAAAAAApA/sDPq82Lj8XY/s320/DSC05011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198984495232098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkbUnoYLdGI/AAAAAAAAAo4/SjN2Ypixcjk/s320/DSC05012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198979931508386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkbUnXYGjqI/AAAAAAAAAow/7MSmzwFjsQM/s320/DSC05014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198974775164386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkbUnEKu_eI/AAAAAAAAAoo/cMCQSG7gN-E/s320/DSC05017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198969226870370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkbUmvf6vmI/AAAAAAAAAog/L1TsPCvnIO4/s320/DSC05021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198965046473330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkbUmf7O8nI/AAAAAAAAAoY/KCFCfv_2kpo/s320/DSC05022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352192924039088114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkbPG3a1h_I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/04S10S8SgXs/s320/DSC05023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352192918645205794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkbPGjU1ayI/AAAAAAAAAoI/7t1js5bsnhA/s320/DSC05024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352192917369659810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkbPGekuIaI/AAAAAAAAAoA/i8pe65npE3E/s320/DSC05026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352192901051270210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkbPFhyHREI/AAAAAAAAAn4/1moNKsYg96A/s320/DSC05029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352192899195022946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkbPFa3jLmI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Xvou83FkiUo/s320/DSC05036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adela wants to use this last picture in one of the Style Watch for the newspaper. very cute outfit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-2283198362523627554?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/2283198362523627554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=2283198362523627554' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/2283198362523627554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/2283198362523627554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/06/art-opening.html' title='art opening'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SkbVZooOInI/AAAAAAAAApA/sDPq82Lj8XY/s72-c/DSC05011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-524880859009496156</id><published>2009-06-15T13:55:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:29:10.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I may be climbing rainbows, but baby, here goes</title><content type='html'>The photoshoot was inspired by the book &lt;em&gt;The Virgin Suicides&lt;/em&gt;, Alice in Wonderland, and Florence and the Machine's music video &lt;em&gt;Rabbit Heart&lt;/em&gt; (shown below - &lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt; thanks to sprinkle for showing me how to embed a video!! [actually, not sure if I did it right so here's the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b1pHDEAvqwE&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; anyway.])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SjaZp2AQ-NI/AAAAAAAAAno/Zn9eSDUZck0/s1600-h/!cid_000b01c9ede7%24fdbe3860%2483A716B1%40LeoneFamilyPC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347630551699355858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SjaZp2AQ-NI/AAAAAAAAAno/Zn9eSDUZck0/s320/!cid_000b01c9ede7%24fdbe3860%2483A716B1%40LeoneFamilyPC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SjaZpm7Qi0I/AAAAAAAAAng/Mx3fPWPxGmI/s1600-h/!cid_000a01c9ede7%24fdbe3860%2483A716B1%40LeoneFamilyPC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347630547651824450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SjaZpm7Qi0I/AAAAAAAAAng/Mx3fPWPxGmI/s320/!cid_000a01c9ede7%24fdbe3860%2483A716B1%40LeoneFamilyPC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SjaZpptUahI/AAAAAAAAAnY/1pwatnbQuGw/s1600-h/!cid_000c01c9ede7%24fdbe3860%2483A716B1%40LeoneFamilyPC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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Running out of ideas is so tragic! So two things to address in this post; please comment if you have any suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How do you imbed a video (i.e. youtube) onto your blog instead of pasting a link? If you know how, please explain step by step as I am horrible with computer-related things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Is there anything you would like me to post about in particular - more of something I've posted about in the past, for instance, that you'd like me to do more of? I am almost totally drained of inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you bunches!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-7883859238737688000?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/7883859238737688000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=7883859238737688000' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/7883859238737688000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/7883859238737688000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/06/please-read-this-post-yes-you.html' title='Please read this post - yes you!'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-2832158574720392958</id><published>2009-05-25T22:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:22:53.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To A Young Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;My dear, my dear, I know&lt;br /&gt;More than another&lt;br /&gt;What makes your heart beat so;&lt;br /&gt;Not even your own mother&lt;br /&gt;Can know it as I know,&lt;br /&gt;Who broke my heart for her&lt;br /&gt;When the wild thought,&lt;br /&gt;That she denies&lt;br /&gt;And has forgot,&lt;br /&gt;Set all her blood astir&lt;br /&gt;And glittered in her eyes.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- William Butler Yeats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339951713464765298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ShtRyobOS3I/AAAAAAAAAkE/OocZf80y1tI/s320/Flower1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339951708384511650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ShtRyVf_xqI/AAAAAAAAAj8/ugEwBAsP1DY/s320/Flower2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339951706658869730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ShtRyPEkkeI/AAAAAAAAAj0/IIpK1uv35oU/s320/Flower3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4116895612011128144-2832158574720392958?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/2832158574720392958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=2832158574720392958' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/2832158574720392958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/2832158574720392958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-young-girl.html' title='To A Young Girl'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ShtRyobOS3I/AAAAAAAAAkE/OocZf80y1tI/s72-c/Flower1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-2682271822282333291</id><published>2009-05-19T19:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:19:18.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>morning..sunrise..open my eyes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(so begins Priscilla Ahn's song "Good Day")&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went outside with my sister to sit and read. I brought along raspberry sherbet and the book &lt;em&gt;The Peacemaker&lt;/em&gt;. Sitting there in the evening sunlight, I had just a taste of summer...I can't wait!! I have about a week and a half left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337677464437739458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ShM9X6lrT8I/AAAAAAAAAjs/zMGlmpNCmUY/s320/Peacemaker1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337677459341632146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ShM9Xnmq4pI/AAAAAAAAAjk/KmEMXazSsn8/s320/Peacemaker+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Music to enjoy: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q0rafi5CG5M&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;Bitter Heart&lt;/a&gt; - Zee Avi&lt;br /&gt;peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-2682271822282333291?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/2682271822282333291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=2682271822282333291' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/2682271822282333291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/2682271822282333291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/05/morningsunriseopen-my-eyes.html' title='morning..sunrise..open my eyes..'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ShM9X6lrT8I/AAAAAAAAAjs/zMGlmpNCmUY/s72-c/Peacemaker1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-1634584361605988827</id><published>2009-05-09T09:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T09:52:32.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pleasant surprises</title><content type='html'>Went for a walk and found this portrait grafittied on a bridge. It looks like it was stenciled, but it's still amazing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333819885082751250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SgWI7PpFsRI/AAAAAAAAAjc/l6WYCcU4Oy4/s320/Grafitti1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333819875180362418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SgWI6qwLOrI/AAAAAAAAAjU/X3TJEvQqINo/s320/Grafitti2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I got &lt;em&gt;Fahrenheit 451&lt;/em&gt; from the library yesterday and read it all in one sitting. It was AWESOME! One of my favorite books now - I totally recommend it. Though it was written in the 50s, it's an acurrate depiction of what's happening today (it's set in "the future"); how our society is degrading, getting more simple-minded because we want to avoid conflict with everyone. Everything is fluff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333819871589246658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SgWI6dX_JsI/AAAAAAAAAjM/E2PmXWF57-Y/s320/BookIcecream.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need some good music to listen to: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UU9fCqnMlgU"&gt;Vitamin String Quartet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-1634584361605988827?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/1634584361605988827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=1634584361605988827' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/1634584361605988827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/1634584361605988827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/05/pleasant-surprises.html' title='pleasant surprises'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SgWI7PpFsRI/AAAAAAAAAjc/l6WYCcU4Oy4/s72-c/Grafitti1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-8173008387502068020</id><published>2009-05-03T21:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:04:16.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a tree of floral snowflakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331782510445698322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sf5L8brBnRI/AAAAAAAAAjE/qDGTtRtNgTQ/s320/DSC02240.JPG" /&gt;I wrote this poem maybe a year ago... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Memories&lt;br /&gt;are bottled inside of me&lt;br /&gt;burning my mind&lt;br /&gt;I can’t forget&lt;br /&gt;I can’t let go&lt;br /&gt;Or can I&lt;br /&gt;There are two lights&lt;br /&gt;at both ends of the tunnel&lt;br /&gt;I can only decide which&lt;br /&gt;I will follow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331782506792391042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sf5L8OEAkYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/HVTHuk8mwIA/s320/DSC02212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331782504304737762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sf5L8Ey5_eI/AAAAAAAAAi0/FzZzgwdL9Ko/s320/DSC02230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331782502699584290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sf5L7-0NSyI/AAAAAAAAAis/2TC6HpnrIcI/s320/DSC02221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331782496605180994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sf5L7oHMFEI/AAAAAAAAAik/UtcBxnX3Fus/s320/DSC02215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-8173008387502068020?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/8173008387502068020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=8173008387502068020' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/8173008387502068020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/8173008387502068020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/05/tree-of-floral-snowflakes.html' title='a tree of floral snowflakes'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sf5L8brBnRI/AAAAAAAAAjE/qDGTtRtNgTQ/s72-c/DSC02240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-6196868967981969766</id><published>2009-05-01T16:10:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:49:16.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a taste of summer</title><content type='html'>These pictures are actually from last Saturday when I went to Adela's house, but I'm posting them now because over the weekend (er, week..) I decided to take a break from all blog-related things for the sake of the pain in my arms. As it turns out, I went to an orthopedic surgeon today and he said it probably &lt;em&gt;isn't&lt;/em&gt; tendonitis (whoo-hoo!) and thinks I've just overworked my arms...which is more than likely true. Gah, but even typing this there's a tingling. Hopefully it will leave soon so I can get back to my art - if I don't blog as regularly as I usually do, now you know the reason. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330958851944438706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sfte1MpfW7I/AAAAAAAAAic/PyU38YLdo5U/s320/DSC02093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330958848417922466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sfte0_gs_aI/AAAAAAAAAiU/L7GSbI2WcWM/s320/DSC02098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330958840229602898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sfte0hAdJlI/AAAAAAAAAiM/8PYuTGSZy90/s320/DSC02114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330957410115774258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SftdhRav5zI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Ne7rYsrEhLU/s320/DSC02122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330957409408196802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SftdhOyDIMI/AAAAAAAAAh0/mQBpoX9nt1s/s320/DSC02150.JPG" /&gt; This is their pet turtle, Huss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330957401690852498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SftdgyCFzJI/AAAAAAAAAhs/epQTJwmY6Ek/s320/DSC02153.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330957399440445730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SftdgppjUSI/AAAAAAAAAhk/HqH4yMjq9nQ/s320/DSC02171.JPG" /&gt;Hmm...vintage clothes, dramatic pose... it couldn't be Adela, could it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330954127188144930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SftaiLjzsyI/AAAAAAAAAhc/eBZla7wlXmc/s320/DSC02174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330954128166845522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SftaiPNJfFI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Fgnt3D6927c/s320/DSC02175.JPG" /&gt;Yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330954122901391970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sftah7lxCmI/AAAAAAAAAhM/boK9tPqoqvw/s320/DSC02186.JPG" /&gt;Heart's-ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330954118067101746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SftahplLoDI/AAAAAAAAAhE/pDJQy0Hfp8Y/s320/DSC02188.JPG" /&gt;They have a baby's-breath bush in their backyard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330954115358040850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SftahffSoxI/AAAAAAAAAg8/1B4LcXeNG0c/s320/DSC02192.JPG" /&gt;peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4116895612011128144-6196868967981969766?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/6196868967981969766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=6196868967981969766' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/6196868967981969766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/6196868967981969766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/05/taste-of-summer.html' title='a taste of summer'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sfte1MpfW7I/AAAAAAAAAic/PyU38YLdo5U/s72-c/DSC02093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-1878948912843587327</id><published>2009-04-23T21:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:32:33.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adela, Adela, Adela!</title><content type='html'>Tonight, local fashion shops came together for a fashion show at a fancy Italian restaurant. For Miss Ruth's Time Bomb, Adela was chosen to open and close the show! Sorry for the horrible quality - it was bad lighting and my camera apparently doesn't catch movement well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328063849519387346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SfEV14M0EtI/AAAAAAAAAg0/nm-MdOWCbnc/s320/DSC02068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These are Adela's sisters; we had the privilege of sitting in a little alcove where we could talk more privately and spy on the other guests who actually bought meals at the restaraunt before the show started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328063843822321794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SfEV1i-hwII/AAAAAAAAAgs/LTwEGymMPHE/s320/DSC02069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328062582641524802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SfEUsItmAEI/AAAAAAAAAgk/ZTa-Y1E9DG4/s320/DSC02087.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Adela modeled two vintage dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328062576804796578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SfEUry-AmKI/AAAAAAAAAgc/e1FRePxwEP8/s320/DSC02084.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is one of the store owners, Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328062574545340242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SfEUrqjUB1I/AAAAAAAAAgU/1WPey4VmP-s/s320/DSC02077.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Adela again, as the Prom Queen at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328062570404705042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SfEUrbIG8xI/AAAAAAAAAgM/3YPcOUab8dI/s320/DSC02078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328062565428194514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SfEUrIlnbNI/AAAAAAAAAgE/_ijHM4TAGEA/s320/DSC02079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The whole thing was exciting and pretty fun to watch. Must get on with some homework now, see you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4116895612011128144-1878948912843587327?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/1878948912843587327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=1878948912843587327' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/1878948912843587327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/1878948912843587327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/04/adela-adela-adela.html' title='Adela, Adela, Adela!'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SfEV14M0EtI/AAAAAAAAAg0/nm-MdOWCbnc/s72-c/DSC02068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-3365497592939739040</id><published>2009-04-22T18:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:09:22.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tag - I'm it!</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://cagedwhisper.blogspot.com/"&gt;frenchie jane&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Directions:1. Respond and rework. Answer the questions on your blog, replace one question you dislike with a question of your own invention; add a question of your own.2. Tag eight other un-tagged people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your current obsession? I'm not really obsessed with anything right now...no wait: summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good coffee place? Starbucks (of course). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you nap alot? Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the last thing you ate? A glass of milk (love it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was the last thing you bought? Oh wow, I haven't bought anything in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are you listening to right now? Flora's Secret -- Enya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your favorite weather? When it's warm and almost too hot, but there's a breeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is on your bedside table? Lots of little stuff: a notebook, a book, a Tazo bottle that I fill up with change, a chapstick, a small tray for all my pendants, probably a pencil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say something to the person who tagged you- I adore the photoshoot you did "forget me not."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world where would it be? Maybe I'd just stick it out in PA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guiltiest pleasure you're willing to admit here? Dunno...hmm, I never really do anything consistently that I feel guiltily pleasured about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name the things you can't live without? My contact lenses, my denim shorts, milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What would you like to have in your hands right now? A letter from a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your favorite tea flavor? Sugar Plum Spice, by Celestial Seasonings. With a little honey, it's WONDERFUL. and tazo chai; it's so strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;are you happy with yourself? I am content being who I am, that's the way God made me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's your favorite brand of jeans? American Eagle. great fit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What style trend is the hardest for you to adopt? I think this might be more of a fad: stirrup tights. Yeuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you could go anywhere in the world in the next hour where would you go? I'd like to see India.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your favorite scent? The after-rain smell outdoors, citrus, chai tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is your fashion icon? I'm not as in to fashion as some, so I don't have a style icon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me your dreams -I want to do art. Painting, drawing, creating, on and on, forever and ever...sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tag:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/pinkchampagnefashion.blogspot.com"&gt;Adela&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://emyaugustus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emy Augustus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://flowersandlace.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elisa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://frockaroundtheclock.blogspot.com/"&gt;Frock around the clock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://inkylips.blogspot.com/"&gt;Zoe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://notebookdoodles.blogspot.com/"&gt;notebook doodles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://olivethebrave.blogspot.com/"&gt;Olive the Brave&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://asunlitday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327687216817016610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Se-_S-DEjyI/AAAAAAAAAf8/7_Vk9dyFvJA/s320/20090422144315%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Happy Earth Day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-3365497592939739040?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/3365497592939739040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=3365497592939739040' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/3365497592939739040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/3365497592939739040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/04/tag-im-it.html' title='tag - I&apos;m it!'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Se-_S-DEjyI/AAAAAAAAAf8/7_Vk9dyFvJA/s72-c/20090422144315%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-2820163020264780919</id><published>2009-04-20T20:43:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:05:34.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the [library] adventures of benedict the egg</title><content type='html'>Well. This should have been posted on Saturday, but for various reasons, I couldn't upload the pics until now. Let me explain first, before you get strange ideas in your heads. In my bible class, we are doing a unit on relationship, marriage, parenthood, etc. In lou (?) to the parenthood part, we have to carry an egg around for a week to symbolize a child. I think some schools might use baby dolls? Anyway, no, it's not hardboiled, and I have already cracked him (rolled out of his basket while in the car, but he's okay). His name is Benedict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326942364094326786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Se0Z21bSaAI/AAAAAAAAAf0/YLQT2xbXpQs/s320/DSC02012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326941647810939058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Se0ZNJEBSLI/AAAAAAAAAfs/a30XQgMYoWM/s320/DSC02035.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is my sister; I really love how this photo turned out with the stained glass window in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326941641960259874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Se0ZMzRHASI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ueiRdjVVDd0/s320/DSC02050.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is my goofy friend, currently calling herself "Elmo" or "the demented chicken who can't fly," currently lying on the library floor. Don't worry, it was way back in the adult fiction section, so no one saw us. At least, very few did. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326941637751880978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Se0ZMjlwPRI/AAAAAAAAAfc/u3tfI3iydaQ/s320/DSC02064.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Me 'n my little baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326941632897502866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Se0ZMRgYTpI/AAAAAAAAAfU/s62626M0PRA/s320/DSC02055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326941631710805138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Se0ZMNFcvJI/AAAAAAAAAfM/WywGQ17DEXs/s320/DSC02063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's my goofy friend's hand in the back there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ugh, it's Monday again. Ah well. Hang in there everyone, summer is in sight!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-2820163020264780919?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/2820163020264780919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=2820163020264780919' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/2820163020264780919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/2820163020264780919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/04/library-adventures-of-benedict-egg.html' title='the [library] adventures of benedict the egg'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Se0Z21bSaAI/AAAAAAAAAf0/YLQT2xbXpQs/s72-c/DSC02012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-3423470696951112670</id><published>2009-04-14T11:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T12:06:58.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>argh! I can't think of a good title for this post</title><content type='html'>First off, I'm sick...&lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. Last night I had the chills and a fever, now I just feel drained. It's weird, because I'm the kind of person who gets a brief cold once a year -- not real sickness. *sigh* I hope this doesn't go on as long as the last time about two months ago (four weeks of being sick!). Well, anyway... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday my friend and I walked downtown to the library (yeah, I know, not the most ideally fun thing to do on an Easter break) and sat in one of the back isles reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324575871094472738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeSxi0AzwCI/AAAAAAAAAe0/LSaf9ecIKnM/s320/LibraryJoelee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324575861847617778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeSxiRkL8PI/AAAAAAAAAes/4lMr6lMZChg/s320/LibraryReba1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324575860640901986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeSxiNEe62I/AAAAAAAAAek/kv4s2J-zlwg/s320/LibraryReba2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As you can see, we have different tastes in literature...  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324575855779914850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeSxh69iJGI/AAAAAAAAAec/HDy2wGYbVpM/s320/LibraryFoxTrot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/fun-with-sharpies.html"&gt;sharpie-ed shoes&lt;/a&gt; I'm wearing are really fun to walk in, because they sound like dull tap shoes when they're on a hard surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324575851348671010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeSxhqdCuiI/AAAAAAAAAeU/X503qJTAty8/s320/LibraryShoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There's this lovely old purple door downtown that I've always loved. Well, it appears that someone kicked part of it in. Needless to say, I am not happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324576465102497826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeSyFY3W6CI/AAAAAAAAAe8/9qje3jRaiPg/s320/PurpleDoorHole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Does anyone know the name of this flower? I can't remember.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324576468517277618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeSyFllgT7I/AAAAAAAAAfE/xLTA9H5EZS0/s320/BlueFlower1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a good rest of the week, ya'll!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-3423470696951112670?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/3423470696951112670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=3423470696951112670' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/3423470696951112670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/3423470696951112670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/04/argh-i-cant-think-of-good-title-for.html' title='argh! I can&apos;t think of a good title for this post'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeSxi0AzwCI/AAAAAAAAAe0/LSaf9ecIKnM/s72-c/LibraryJoelee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-4132197689158692456</id><published>2009-04-12T13:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:07:46.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a bright bright Easter day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeIsfB0icRI/AAAAAAAAAds/RH6XBsKwoNE/s1600-h/Forsythia7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323866621081710866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeIsfB0icRI/AAAAAAAAAds/RH6XBsKwoNE/s320/Forsythia7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeIse5uEPDI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Qs7EivbPv9c/s1600-h/ForsythiaClose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323866618907081778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeIse5uEPDI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Qs7EivbPv9c/s320/ForsythiaClose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeIsetKAQvI/AAAAAAAAAdc/BFkATssx-mU/s1600-h/Forsythia3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323866615534600946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeIsetKAQvI/AAAAAAAAAdc/BFkATssx-mU/s320/Forsythia3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeIseYKYmZI/AAAAAAAAAdU/zQRVfmuckVY/s1600-h/ForsythiaSwirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323866609899051410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeIseYKYmZI/AAAAAAAAAdU/zQRVfmuckVY/s320/ForsythiaSwirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Easter! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I awoke at the ridiculously early hour of 7:00 (for a weekend anyway) and journeyed over to my neighbors' yard to have a photoshoot with their forsythia bush (there isn't one in our yard -- don't worry, I asked ahead of time. :)). The lighting was perfect because the sun was just rising. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Last night our neighbors (yes, the same ones) were gone on a trip and asked us to babysit their dog. WELL. Kitty-Diddy wasn't too happy about that. It was funny watching them confront each other; they'd stand and stare for minutes, and then the dog would yap at her. He's back at his home now, but Kitty is still searching the house for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Argh, I've had the song &lt;em&gt;Macavity&lt;/em&gt; from "Cats" stuck in my head for three days now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323866606465323314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeIseLXuETI/AAAAAAAAAdM/7BDliIG5W8I/s320/Kitty%26Rocky1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Praise God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. God is so good, and by raising Jesus from death, he has given us &lt;em&gt;new life&lt;/em&gt; and a &lt;em&gt;hope&lt;/em&gt; that lives on." ~1 Peter 1.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4116895612011128144-4132197689158692456?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/4132197689158692456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=4132197689158692456' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/4132197689158692456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/4132197689158692456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/04/bright-bright-easter-day.html' title='a bright bright Easter day'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SeIsfB0icRI/AAAAAAAAAds/RH6XBsKwoNE/s72-c/Forsythia7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-5159191320642196056</id><published>2009-04-07T16:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:07:56.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>little stars dancing in the sunshine</title><content type='html'>Yes, I wrote the poem. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322043392608027794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SduyRKedxJI/AAAAAAAAAdE/FjPGTs4UFzE/s320/20090316004921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We go through life&lt;br /&gt;Searching for our soulmate&lt;br /&gt;A perfect being&lt;br /&gt;An angel of our imagination&lt;br /&gt;What we find&lt;br /&gt;is an imperfect human&lt;br /&gt;Only then do we come to realize&lt;br /&gt;That what we have&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;Is what we were looking for&lt;br /&gt;all along&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(photo from weheartit.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-5159191320642196056?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5159191320642196056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=5159191320642196056' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5159191320642196056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5159191320642196056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-stars-dancing-in-sunshine.html' title='little stars dancing in the sunshine'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SduyRKedxJI/AAAAAAAAAdE/FjPGTs4UFzE/s72-c/20090316004921.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-6402332408912574140</id><published>2009-04-05T14:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T15:20:54.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i really hate the phrase "think pink"</title><content type='html'>It's so cheesy, like it's trying to be funny in rhyming but it's really just...not. Okay, sorry for that mini rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday my friend and I went walking downtown and just talked. Like, for hours. It was great, because I've been needing to have a good old heart-to-heart with someone, but for various reasons, I hadn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stopped by a craft show to see &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/pinkchampagnefashion.blogspot.com"&gt;Adela&lt;/a&gt; and her younger sister and their stand. Adela was selling jewelry and decorative fairies, and her sister was selling little cross-stitch nick-nacks and homemade greeting cards. Then we walked around some more and I took some photos of these gorgeous blossoming trees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321288050411947282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdkDSdhVxRI/AAAAAAAAAcc/gqWILLPPm6g/s320/CraftHope1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adela setting up her stuff...(pictured above)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321288080542578034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdkDUNxCtXI/AAAAAAAAAc0/X11sbvIDjpo/s320/CraftBear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of her sister's cross-stitch things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321288070746539522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdkDTpRfBgI/AAAAAAAAAcs/-MZ8C0Fzh4I/s320/CraftFairies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some fairies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321288062403194178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdkDTKMRrUI/AAAAAAAAAck/uCLKDEU_26c/s320/CraftJewelry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;An example of her jewelry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321288083019707298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdkDUW_os6I/AAAAAAAAAc8/FwUDOTcxHEs/s320/CraftEye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Adela's little sister looking kinda freaky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321286127820558002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdkBijT1TrI/AAAAAAAAAcU/zja7eape9aw/s320/DSC01838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321286125844665554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdkBib8vlNI/AAAAAAAAAcM/2IbljmKnbp8/s320/DSC01843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321286125865809570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdkBicByNqI/AAAAAAAAAcE/MeV-WPHqAxY/s320/DSC01844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My outfit today was pink... (below..sorry, I'm still trying to decide if I like to put the photos info above or below the photo; any input?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321286115901225154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdkBh26CuMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Kj3802AI7Kg/s320/RebaOPinkDress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psst, I have to share this really amazing recipe with you. My cousin came up with it and let me in on it. You know the flavored steamed milk you can get at a cafe? It tasted like that, and there's even the foam on top afterward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You heat up one cup of milk (I used skim milk in a mug in the microwave for 1 minute), then add 2 TBSP brown sugar (at least, that's what the recipe said, but I found 1 TBSP sufficient) and 1/4 tsp vanilla extract. 'Tis yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321286111208652002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdkBhlbPvOI/AAAAAAAAAb0/8mNi66RtNDQ/s320/Caramel+Milk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ugh...Sunday evenings are the worst time of the week for me, at least during the schoolyear, because you look into your future and see a &lt;em&gt;whole other week&lt;/em&gt; ahead of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lots of hugs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4116895612011128144-6402332408912574140?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/6402332408912574140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=6402332408912574140' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/6402332408912574140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/6402332408912574140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-really-hate-phrase-think-pink.html' title='i really hate the phrase &quot;think pink&quot;'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdkDSdhVxRI/AAAAAAAAAcc/gqWILLPPm6g/s72-c/CraftHope1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-6763167591716134183</id><published>2009-04-02T21:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:31:23.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a random essay i felt like writing</title><content type='html'>Okay, this isn't really an essay, it's more of a rant, but it's something that's been coming up again and again in my mind and I feel like writing about it. So if you are not interested in art nouveau/ women's roles in the art nouveau movement, don't read this.&lt;br /&gt;Because art nouveau ("new art": circa the turn of the 20th century) was an offspring of the arts and crafts movement a few decades before, its style is very decorative. It was all about design. Works often had a very organic feel to them -- floral, plant and animal designs were incorporated into art, but sometimes even just swirls and curly shapes were sufficient. Women were also a popular subject: slender maidens with impossibly lengthy hair and barely-there flowy gowns. These figures adorned everything from candlestick holders to doorframes to posters (sidetrack: typography became more of an art form during this period than ever before).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320281545175230130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdVv4JU8ZrI/AAAAAAAAAbs/cYJ37HS8L1E/s320/Mucha2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alphonse Mucha (I don't remember the source).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This topic is kinda tricky. Art nouveau artists have sometimes been criticized for their portrayal of women as mere decorations instead of soulful beings. My belief, though, is that it was more to demonstrate woman's beauty in association with nature than treating her as an object. Artists sought to show the organic relationship between women and the natural world: trees, flowers, animals, sunsets, etc. Women were a glorious inspiration for this time in art -- females in general, but also particular individuals such as Sarah Bernhardt and Loie Fuller (sidetrack: Loie Fuller's unique &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/details/VueLumiere765DanseSerpentine"&gt;form of dance&lt;/a&gt; paved the way for modern dance as it is today).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In addition to frivolous beauty there was a sense of eroticism and mystery to the artists' creations. A few examples below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320281546932249506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdVv4P32Y6I/AAAAAAAAAbk/cOH8QWMpVqw/s320/klimt_death_life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artchive.com/artchive/K/klimt/klimt_death_life.jpg.html"&gt;Death and Life&lt;/a&gt;. Gustav Klimt. Though most of the faces in this picture are obscure and only partly visible, the viewer can still see the tense passion of the people as death approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320281540453629442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdVv33vOfgI/AAAAAAAAAbc/vVEO9U920_c/s320/beardsley_peacock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artchive.com/artchive/B/beardsley/beardsley_peacock.jpg.html"&gt;The Peacock Skirt&lt;/a&gt;. Aubrey Beardsley. Wavy shapes and intricate patterns add drama to this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320281537483933362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdVv3srMhrI/AAAAAAAAAbU/KGz7pAukV_s/s320/rodinthekiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musee-rodin.fr/senf2-e.htm"&gt;The Kiss&lt;/a&gt;. August Rodin. This is one of my favorite sculptures because of how much emotion Rodin was able to capture in marble. Look at how she is gripping her arm around his neck, and how her right foot is pressing her body forward. Likewise, his hand is resting on her thigh gently and firmly at the same time (how did Rodin do that?!). The unfinished look to the marble slab gives the appearance of the lovers growing out of it, or to put it a different way, bonded by it; there is an enormous sense of unity and one-ness in this sculpture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was probably a boring post to some of you, I know, and it is a definite switch from what I usually write, but I just finished a book on art nouveau and these thoughts had been circulating in my brain so long I had to get them out in words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you made it this far, thanks for reading. I realize I sort of left the end hanging; this was more just getting my ideas down than actually constructing an essay. So if you have any constructive criticism/comments, please go ahead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't belief it's Thursday already. This week has been going so fast for me!&lt;/div&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/4116895612011128144-6763167591716134183?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/6763167591716134183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=6763167591716134183' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/6763167591716134183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/6763167591716134183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-essay-i-felt-like-writing.html' title='a random essay i felt like writing'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdVv4JU8ZrI/AAAAAAAAAbs/cYJ37HS8L1E/s72-c/Mucha2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-3632144696342301386</id><published>2009-03-30T18:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:46:00.156-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my attire'/><title type='text'>i look like a bruise. the daffodils are pretty tho.</title><content type='html'>Spring. Ah. After a long dreary season of snow and ice and grey, spring comes -- the harbinger of summer. It's the season when we hold our breath in giddy anticipation of the next season. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was grey all over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;like a murky watercolor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;dripped sorrow onto me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It soaked through me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didn't remember what color was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only the grey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But something made me look up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;There&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;peeking indignantly through the clouds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;was a patch of blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;What was it doing there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;spoiling the endless grey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I squinted in its awkward brilliance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;watching as the clouds &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;slowly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;drifted apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The blue filled the heavens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;spilling beautifully over everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;seeping into my soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Color&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319144997495829794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdFmMXSI9SI/AAAAAAAAAbM/J9hPi-rRJr0/s320/RebaOBruise2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is an outfit I put together; it's a black dress with a navy blue sweater -- you can't really tell because of the lighting. Black and blue...ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went out and took some pictures of the daffodils in our front yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319144992575921186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdFmME9JHCI/AAAAAAAAAbE/QsmhJ8YSAqY/s320/Daffodils1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319144993854109986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdFmMJt4uSI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ML0q1gGR6OY/s320/Daffodils2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319144982941836450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdFmLhEMpKI/AAAAAAAAAa0/5DaEPgTpZVI/s320/Daffodils5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319144980818642274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdFmLZJ_RWI/AAAAAAAAAas/iEY16Ewpxh4/s320/Daffodils6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hope you all have a great week!&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4116895612011128144-3632144696342301386?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/3632144696342301386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=3632144696342301386' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/3632144696342301386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/3632144696342301386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-look-like-bruise-daffodils-are-pretty.html' title='i look like a bruise. the daffodils are pretty tho.'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SdFmMXSI9SI/AAAAAAAAAbM/J9hPi-rRJr0/s72-c/RebaOBruise2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-8293669325533354378</id><published>2009-03-26T22:14:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:55:06.282-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fishies and cupcakes...hmm</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not, I'm still sick! Well, it's not as serious as it was before (it's just a cold/cough now), but tomorrow it will make four weeks. I guess my body is just in-immune to illnesses right now (haha, say "in-immune" five times fast!). &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some fishies I made in art class when we were working with printmaking. Our goal was to incorporate the human hand into the shape of the fish when we carved it out (you can vaguely see the outlines of fingers...). They're not the best quality, I know, but it was actually my first time with printmaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317694712810496258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Scw_Kr0K4QI/AAAAAAAAAaE/df-I9BRVPcI/s320/Fish+Prints.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Which is your favorite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317694701756356354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Scw_KCoqFwI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/VaQl-nbOOrg/s320/FishTwo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is my favorite, even though the fish don't have faces...It's different from what everyone else in my class did (two fish swimming together instead of just one printed on). I also like how they overlap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317694699190745362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Scw_J5E9-RI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/scfcNdnlN2I/s320/Fish+Pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I also made some mini cupcakes for my mom's birthday. Now I'm not sure which I like better - mini ones or regular sized. These are so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317694698439582018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Scw_J2R4IUI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hWD2AKZuULs/s320/Pink+Cupcakes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In response to &lt;a href="http://alicexinwonderland.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-sunshine-so.html"&gt;Alice X's question&lt;/a&gt; about inspiration boards, here are some photos of mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317692112796501762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Scw8zWAhxwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/xJbvx9kU02g/s320/DSC01484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317692110189544722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Scw8zMS-xRI/AAAAAAAAAZc/pVGayeJOvyk/s320/DSC01485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317692105443151154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Scw8y6nWjTI/AAAAAAAAAZU/G-u9ZZZjzMY/s320/DSC01487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317692106145989906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Scw8y9O7BRI/AAAAAAAAAZM/JUVqExCIGP8/s320/DSC01486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317692095888548674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Scw8yXBW40I/AAAAAAAAAZE/nNR3SndGPBw/s320/DSC01491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4116895612011128144-8293669325533354378?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/8293669325533354378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=8293669325533354378' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/8293669325533354378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/8293669325533354378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/03/fishies-and-cupcakeshmm.html' title='fishies and cupcakes...hmm'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Scw_Kr0K4QI/AAAAAAAAAaE/df-I9BRVPcI/s72-c/Fish+Prints.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-3720562652623828967</id><published>2009-03-21T13:40:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T14:01:29.872-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places to go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my attire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little vintage things'/><title type='text'>Second day of spring da dum</title><content type='html'>You know that expensive vintage clothing boutique I posted about earlier? Well, today they had a spring opening that my friend &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/pinkchampagnefashion.blogspot.com"&gt;Adela&lt;/a&gt; and my other friend went to. It was okay, we just wandered around the shop and tried on a few things (and snacked on fruit and donuts!), but it was an excuse to get dressed up and go somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315700911202115122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ScUp0KBsHjI/AAAAAAAAAY8/mTMTHeXqUB4/s320/Hope2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Adela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315700908711808098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ScUp0Av9DGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/i3ojagNkZ0I/s320/Margaret2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Her sister (my friend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315700905218200610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ScUpzzvA1CI/AAAAAAAAAYs/WsXlnP7YHzw/s320/Reba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me! The wedges were actually Adela's - aren't they great? The dress was 70s vintage; it has a cool V-neck, but you can't see because of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315699570313853538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ScUomG1A-mI/AAAAAAAAAYk/CHki9x2AdSo/s320/RebaShoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315699564667057970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ScUolxyttzI/AAAAAAAAAYc/boJGDpTOpY8/s320/Rings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315699555915327794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ScUolRMI6TI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gJggvCeGQ-M/s320/Purses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315699555523455266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ScUolPutaSI/AAAAAAAAAYM/24bWgKj7vhs/s320/Greenmaxi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315699543802952850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ScUokkEUvJI/AAAAAAAAAYE/q5_wq9P4JAA/s320/HopeBrowsing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-3720562652623828967?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/3720562652623828967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=3720562652623828967' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/3720562652623828967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/3720562652623828967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/03/second-day-of-spring-da-dum.html' title='Second day of spring da dum'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ScUp0KBsHjI/AAAAAAAAAY8/mTMTHeXqUB4/s72-c/Hope2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-3834607874122362539</id><published>2009-03-20T22:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:01:34.053-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitty-diddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places to go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing much really'/><title type='text'>icees or liquid starbursts?</title><content type='html'>Happy Happy First Day of Spring! I went to Rita's with some friends to get free icees; I got a mango one and it tasted like starburst candy (don't know if that's a good thing or not...).&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping the weekend is enjoyable; I've been such a homebody recently (not purposely. i've jsut been super-duper busy). I haven't even been to &lt;em&gt;Walmart&lt;/em&gt; in like a month. Heh, not like that's a big deal anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315466381085302706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ScRUgtQe37I/AAAAAAAAAX0/cbDD5uC5z98/s320/Budding+Oak2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Isn't that oak leaf bud adorable? I really love this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315466371328133714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ScRUgI6MSlI/AAAAAAAAAXs/8axYl_4UMMk/s320/Crocus2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315466361846383058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ScRUfllkQdI/AAAAAAAAAXk/rW3R9Za5e5o/s320/Ground+Log.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315466348326189026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ScRUezOGd-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/7c0xGqhzKuA/s320/Kittyonlog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kitty-Diddy. On a log.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My friend and I are joining Script Frenzy for April. If you are the more creative writer kind of person, look into it. The point of it is to write (individually or with a partner) a 100 page script in a month (April). The script can be anything from screenplay to radio to comic books. We might not reach 100 pages, but we'll sure try! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-3834607874122362539?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/3834607874122362539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=3834607874122362539' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/3834607874122362539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/3834607874122362539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/03/icees-or-liquid-starbursts.html' title='icees or liquid starbursts?'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/ScRUgtQe37I/AAAAAAAAAX0/cbDD5uC5z98/s72-c/Budding+Oak2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-1404107100983389937</id><published>2009-03-14T12:27:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T13:54:09.185-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places to go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little vintage things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing much really'/><title type='text'>it's finally over</title><content type='html'>Well, I was sick for a week; first a fever, then a cold. I did practically nothing until yesterday afternoon when I went to a vintage store with a friend. Check out the website here: &lt;a href="http://www.missruthstimebomb.com/"&gt;Miss Ruth's Time Bomb&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313085202496494354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbve13wwGxI/AAAAAAAAAW0/GOKNSpHsEdU/s320/MRTBPopcorn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313084482836030578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SbveL-0U5HI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PwXLte_f300/s320/MRTBDress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313084469548099618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SbveLNUPKCI/AAAAAAAAAWk/gBEbnSue6iw/s320/MRTBPurse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313084465079153874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SbveK8qwdNI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VIwZPiN5A6s/s320/MRTBStrawberry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313084459848294402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SbveKpLn4AI/AAAAAAAAAWU/HRq8RGahlg0/s320/Golddress2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313084452420952210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SbveKNgzoJI/AAAAAAAAAWM/y5STjLfOnAo/s320/Golddress3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I really love this gold dress, but it was a little too expensive. Ah well. Sorry that I really don't have anything to write... &lt;p&gt;♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-1404107100983389937?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/1404107100983389937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=1404107100983389937' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/1404107100983389937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/1404107100983389937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-finally-over.html' title='it&apos;s finally over'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbve13wwGxI/AAAAAAAAAW0/GOKNSpHsEdU/s72-c/MRTBPopcorn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-3774892894167084394</id><published>2009-03-07T09:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T09:56:19.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sicky.</title><content type='html'>yesterday at school I felt a little sick, but thought I could endure till the end of the day. well, I couldn't, so I went home early with a 102.3 fever. I slept for like seventeen hours, and I haven't eaten since Friday morning - just been drinking grape juice and gingerale. There goes my weekend. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-3774892894167084394?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/3774892894167084394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=3774892894167084394' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/3774892894167084394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/3774892894167084394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/03/sicky.html' title='sicky.'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-6350456601627140670</id><published>2009-03-05T17:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:30:54.761-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little wishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bird'/><title type='text'>birds on bikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SbBYcUGSsyI/AAAAAAAAAV8/2CFnrQrAf54/s1600-h/BirdsonBikes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309841204124496674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SbBYcUGSsyI/AAAAAAAAAV8/2CFnrQrAf54/s320/BirdsonBikes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SbBYcD1wASI/AAAAAAAAAV0/kh8uvFx4Ebo/s1600-h/BirdsonBikes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309841199760146722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SbBYcD1wASI/AAAAAAAAAV0/kh8uvFx4Ebo/s320/BirdsonBikes1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; woo-hoo! there they go! these didn't take long to make, and now I have a cute window decoration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am currently in love with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309844089741486162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SbBbER2_qFI/AAAAAAAAAWE/oDkK5quVHFk/s320/51bGz4qZqGL__SS350_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sanuk.com/"&gt;Sanuk&lt;/a&gt;! I've been wanting a pair of slip-ons for a while now, but haven't found any I really liked (I'm a little bit of a picky shopper). The only downside is that they're a little too pricey for me (but you know, i'm not really big on spending money on anything over ten bucks...). Well, I'll think about it...I do need a good all-round pair of shoes for summer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait till we turn our clocks forward! Longer days..yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&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/4116895612011128144-6350456601627140670?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/6350456601627140670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=6350456601627140670' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/6350456601627140670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/6350456601627140670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/03/birds-on-bikes.html' title='birds on bikes'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SbBYcUGSsyI/AAAAAAAAAV8/2CFnrQrAf54/s72-c/BirdsonBikes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-9054728841663018297</id><published>2009-03-04T21:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:46:20.833-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bird'/><title type='text'>no wisdom teeth...hurray!</title><content type='html'>I went to the dentist's today (ugh, I know) and they were like, "have you had your wisdom out yet?" "No," said I, in a timid voice. "Well, we'll have to do an x-ray on your mouth to see if you have any coming in; if you do, we'll have to pull some teeth." (me, thinking to myself: *yipes. God help!*) well, they took the x-ray, and after ten minutes of torturous waiting, they declared it was my lucky day and I do not have any wisdom teeth coming in. Weirdly enough, all of my other relatives on both my parents' sides have had them...hmm...i guess i'm just special. ;) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a planet out these nights, I think it's Venus. can anyone verify that? (haha...yeah, from these fuzzy poor-quality pics...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309522636344308018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sa82tOoysTI/AAAAAAAAAVs/6WyBFr3lLqw/s320/NightVenus1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309522625536762546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sa82smYEorI/AAAAAAAAAVk/V-u4fk230ZA/s320/NightVenus2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309522622926122162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sa82scppbLI/AAAAAAAAAVc/RgqZFVYzg00/s320/NightReba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS. I went for a walk tonight with my sister and we had been talking about bicycles and then the subject topic drifted to birds. somehow the idea of birds on bikes came up and i've been pondering it ever since. Wouldn't that be utterly &lt;em&gt;adorable&lt;/em&gt;?! a little bluebird or robin pedaling along down the road...oh so cute! I promise my next post will be of a picture of a bike-riding bird.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hugs!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PPS. thank-you sweeties for all your comments on my last post! you're the best!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-9054728841663018297?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/9054728841663018297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=9054728841663018297' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/9054728841663018297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/9054728841663018297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-wisdom-teethhurray.html' title='no wisdom teeth...hurray!'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sa82tOoysTI/AAAAAAAAAVs/6WyBFr3lLqw/s72-c/NightVenus1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-8708592710220366454</id><published>2009-03-01T21:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:45:28.178-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my attire'/><title type='text'>i need advice, please</title><content type='html'>okay...before I get to the meat of the post, here are some pics...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308414971340964258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SatHSo8kwaI/AAAAAAAAAVU/6Z5HIQrZm2k/s320/Snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this is what it looked like out my bedroom window this morning. weirdly tho, the snow melted completely by the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308414965514632482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SatHSTPd_SI/AAAAAAAAAVM/WRIIs1UIfFg/s320/RebaORed1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308414960998064354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SatHSCaooOI/AAAAAAAAAVE/6ZwXSGM-IMY/s320/RebaORed2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;got this dress at a vintage store downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308414955328939730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SatHRtTAptI/AAAAAAAAAU8/U5qOR-aJujk/s320/RebaORed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;lol...my feet look really funny in this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, so there's this guy and I only see him once or twice a week. yes, i like him. but i've been wondering for a while if he likes me back. there have been times when we've got very close, like, he comes and sits next to me and we talk like we're great friends. or once we even went on a walk together and shared secrets and stuff. but then the next time i see him he doesn't even acknowledge my existence! or if he does, it's just a glance or smile in my direction. I don't get it. i'm really tired and very confused, cuz i just got that im-ignoring-you treatment tonight...ugh. is this just an example of how weird/bad guys are at communicating? or is it me being too over-analyzing or something...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*yawn* i'm too tired to think. if you have advice, please comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. I realize i didn't give much details...if you need any, ask.&lt;/div&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/4116895612011128144-8708592710220366454?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/8708592710220366454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=8708592710220366454' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/8708592710220366454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/8708592710220366454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-advice-please.html' title='i need advice, please'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SatHSo8kwaI/AAAAAAAAAVU/6Z5HIQrZm2k/s72-c/Snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-7856683629073116578</id><published>2009-02-28T16:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:43:58.044-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing much really'/><title type='text'>pretty disappointing day</title><content type='html'>today has been pretty blah. I have tendonitis in both arms but it only acts up sometimes. well, I've been working on weaving a basket for art class and it's acted up again. So painful! I think I'll ask my teacher if i can opt out of this project; maybe she'll let me do something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just sat around all day. The most excitement was going to starbucks with my sister and then getting a lavender-vanilla candle at Yankee Candle for my mom's birthday coming up. so nothing that productive, fun, or interesting to write about. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307969986966706658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SamylI-V2eI/AAAAAAAAAUs/KYiFdy9gHJU/s320/starmary1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307969987630939442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SamylLctPTI/AAAAAAAAAUk/EzaYljLi_Yc/s320/starreba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;a few of my cousins are here, but they're all boys and like twelve and younger. They're downstairs playing with my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this awesome quote on the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/peacelovebellavita.blogspot.com"&gt;bella vita&lt;/a&gt; blog; I'm copying it here because I think everyone should read it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;em&gt;It makes sense that if a plant is separated from the sun, it dies, and that if people are separated from God, they die. And so now it feels as if we live on a planet where there is just a little bit of water left, poisoned as it is, and we all are trying to get it and drink it so we can stay alive. But what we really need is God. What we really need is somebody who loves us so much we don't worry about death, about our hair thinning, about other drivers pulling in front of us on the road, about whether people are poor or rich, good-looking or ugly, about whether we feel lonely or about whether or not we are wearing clothes. We need this; we need this so we can love other people purely and not for selfish gain, we need this so we can see everybody as equals, we need this so our relationships can be sincere, we need this so we can stop kicking ourselves around, we need this so we can lose all self-awareness and find ourselves for the first time, not by realizing some dream, but by being told who we are by the only Being who has the authority to know, by that I mean the Creator&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;-Searching for God Knows What by Donald Miller&lt;/div&gt;Actually, I did do something semi-productive this morning. I hadn't sketched in a while, so i sat down and drew a picture of my sister making a funny face (copied off of a photo I took of her last month). sorry the photo below is sorta grey and fuzzy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307971390522119362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Samz21oB1MI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1NMn9CCwIX4/s320/sketchofmary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;peace.&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/4116895612011128144-7856683629073116578?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/7856683629073116578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=7856683629073116578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/7856683629073116578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/7856683629073116578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/pretty-disappointing-day.html' title='pretty disappointing day'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SamylI-V2eI/AAAAAAAAAUs/KYiFdy9gHJU/s72-c/starmary1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-8518221919266426534</id><published>2009-02-27T19:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:52:00.046-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>apple-y goodness ^_^</title><content type='html'>I noticed we had a basket full of apples in our kitchen, so I put one to use and baked it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307640923381237474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaiHTHl3BuI/AAAAAAAAAUc/X2s2tO0oLB0/s320/BakedApple1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;First, mix a ton (okay, a decent amount...use your judgment) of honey, raisins and cinnamon in a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307640923230419922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaiHTHB5u9I/AAAAAAAAAUU/p7WV3xbbuVY/s320/BakedApple2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Core an apple. If you don't have a core-er (?) you can use a vegetable peeler to dig into it, or just a knife. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307640920367366754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaiHS8XTAmI/AAAAAAAAAUM/g-Gf2gPeLiM/s320/BakedApple4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Place the apple on a square of aluminum foil. Load it up. Fold the aluminum foil over (you may want to double-wrap it; I've had it leak before) and place it in the oven at 325 degrees for 30 minutes. I've always done this time amount because I like the apple with a little crunchiness still in it, but I suppose you could put it in for longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307640913544135074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaiHSi8gwaI/AAAAAAAAAUE/5AOSBwrhhCI/s320/BakedApple5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cut it up and enjoy! This is one of my favorite things to make in the winter. You can't really tell from the pic, but there's a puddle of honey in the bottom there; the honey also soaks through the apple...it's great. and so simple.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, see you in blogland. ♥ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-8518221919266426534?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/8518221919266426534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=8518221919266426534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/8518221919266426534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/8518221919266426534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/apple-y-goodness.html' title='apple-y goodness ^_^'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaiHTHl3BuI/AAAAAAAAAUc/X2s2tO0oLB0/s72-c/BakedApple1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-5866894225976292</id><published>2009-02-25T21:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:38:35.260-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>*sigh* summer...</title><content type='html'>Enya - Lazy Days &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RNGp22Z_iy0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RNGp22Z_iy0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am really missing my friend summer. Three more months of school seems like an eternity. I miss&lt;br /&gt;*picking strawberries from the field.&lt;br /&gt;*the grass when it's green and lush..walking barefoot through it.&lt;br /&gt;*my hair all tousled in the breeze.&lt;br /&gt;*shorts and ankle bracelets and tank tops.&lt;br /&gt;*sharing an ice cream with a friend. especially when it gets all drippy and messy.&lt;br /&gt;*the vivacity of the world after winter..nature pulsating with energy.&lt;br /&gt;*birds singing on the dogwood tree outside my window.&lt;br /&gt;*trees in a state of greenness and the sun sifting through the leaves. ah.&lt;br /&gt;*jumping in cold water on a hot day.&lt;br /&gt;*lying around watching the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;*talking about things other than school.&lt;br /&gt;*fruits! blueberries, raspberries, aforementioned strawberries, mangoes, pomegranates, oranges, grapefruits, pineapple, melons, watermelons, plums, peaches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, all I can really do is be patient and it will come..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;three more months, three more months&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;peace. &lt;a href="http://overflowing.tumblr.com/page/105" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-5866894225976292?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5866894225976292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=5866894225976292' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5866894225976292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5866894225976292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/sigh-summer.html' title='*sigh* summer...'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-7277869582844116566</id><published>2009-02-21T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T13:28:19.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitty-diddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little vintage things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing much really'/><title type='text'>la dee dah...my room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBCtb95nnI/AAAAAAAAAT8/EZyeNnc8W6Y/s1600-h/NotesHi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305313709411376754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBCtb95nnI/AAAAAAAAAT8/EZyeNnc8W6Y/s320/NotesHi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I haven't written in about a week! I'm surprised with myself, though I haven't really had anything to write about. I'm taking you on a tour of my room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBCtDx9rBI/AAAAAAAAAT0/d4oQOQ4KC2A/s1600-h/DSC01296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305313702918859794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBCtDx9rBI/AAAAAAAAAT0/d4oQOQ4KC2A/s320/DSC01296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A collage I made a while ago (and vintage tea cups, yay!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBCs-O9hiI/AAAAAAAAATs/Klyx1syh0gQ/s1600-h/DSC01298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305313701429872162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBCs-O9hiI/AAAAAAAAATs/Klyx1syh0gQ/s320/DSC01298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my closet door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBBk9GzbKI/AAAAAAAAATk/Bo5BaLqBjUs/s1600-h/DSC01443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305312464176639138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBBk9GzbKI/AAAAAAAAATk/Bo5BaLqBjUs/s320/DSC01443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my new watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBBktfS8mI/AAAAAAAAATc/cwpE-4SygL4/s1600-h/DSC01437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305312459984400994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBBktfS8mI/AAAAAAAAATc/cwpE-4SygL4/s320/DSC01437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBBkbSQ48I/AAAAAAAAATU/MV3kfcnvZ5Q/s1600-h/DSC01453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305312455097902018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBBkbSQ48I/AAAAAAAAATU/MV3kfcnvZ5Q/s320/DSC01453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBBkHbRFCI/AAAAAAAAATM/akxz2e8pRG4/s1600-h/DSC01476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305312449766954018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBBkHbRFCI/AAAAAAAAATM/akxz2e8pRG4/s320/DSC01476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBBjxoHssI/AAAAAAAAATE/MtmlFY32GMA/s1600-h/DSC01483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305312443915285186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBBjxoHssI/AAAAAAAAATE/MtmlFY32GMA/s320/DSC01483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaA_NGl6mTI/AAAAAAAAAS8/b0woLlxCH14/s1600-h/DSC01511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305309855382935858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaA_NGl6mTI/AAAAAAAAAS8/b0woLlxCH14/s320/DSC01511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaA_NN5WQmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ShDq3Iyqw3U/s1600-h/DSC01514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305309857343488610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaA_NN5WQmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ShDq3Iyqw3U/s320/DSC01514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; found this vintage Louis Sherry chocolate tin for $5 at an antique store; can you believe it?! It's kinda dirty on the top, but is otherwise in excellent condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaA_M-448tI/AAAAAAAAASs/rBA28SkJ84k/s1600-h/DSC01518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305309853315035858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaA_M-448tI/AAAAAAAAASs/rBA28SkJ84k/s320/DSC01518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; more vintage-y knick-knacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaA_MnTXIaI/AAAAAAAAASk/kijEF-xAB08/s1600-h/DSC01519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305309846983614882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaA_MnTXIaI/AAAAAAAAASk/kijEF-xAB08/s320/DSC01519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my desk. I use this for storing everything but desk-related items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for this slightly boring entry... :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a great week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4116895612011128144-7277869582844116566?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/7277869582844116566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=7277869582844116566' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/7277869582844116566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/7277869582844116566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/la-dee-dahmy-room.html' title='la dee dah...my room'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SaBCtb95nnI/AAAAAAAAAT8/EZyeNnc8W6Y/s72-c/NotesHi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-5687657152510899181</id><published>2009-02-15T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:50:21.897-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativeness'/><title type='text'>fun with SHARPIES</title><content type='html'>found these boring white canvas shoes; they were cheap tho so I bought a pair and stayed up late last night drawing all over them with sharpies. My head is still kinda weird-feeling from all the fumes, but it was worth it. They are currently my favorite article of clothing that i own.♥ &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303142029091490434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZiLlAVxSoI/AAAAAAAAAR0/YlWOxtuwvmc/s320/DSC01331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303142029488922194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZiLlB0hnlI/AAAAAAAAARs/-Bc_-2ipb94/s320/DSC01335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303141101231304290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZiKu_yqbmI/AAAAAAAAARk/5vIcQJjqZQw/s320/DSC01336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303141094673480642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZiKunXJ-8I/AAAAAAAAARc/xssKUyQZQzs/s320/DSC01345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;okay, so these aren't really good pics of the shoes, but they're perty cool, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303141088873703202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZiKuRwYZyI/AAAAAAAAARU/ad7-C9TBbc0/s320/DSC01351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303141085451658610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZiKuFAgJXI/AAAAAAAAARM/zb3Ya85VIv4/s320/DSC01357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303141088392842706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZiKuP9vDdI/AAAAAAAAARE/PI5hZ3qeJ_s/s320/DSC01385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;yay! spring is near!! I spotted these little guys in my front yard..I will be keeping my eye on them and marking their progress as they bloom (i'm thinking they're crocuses but I can't remember from last spring...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hugs! xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-5687657152510899181?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5687657152510899181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=5687657152510899181' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5687657152510899181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5687657152510899181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/fun-with-sharpies.html' title='fun with SHARPIES'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZiLlAVxSoI/AAAAAAAAAR0/YlWOxtuwvmc/s72-c/DSC01331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-2137062418097853591</id><published>2009-02-14T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:49:30.390-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places to go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little vintage things'/><title type='text'>I remember we were walking to strawberry swing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZca4EzopLI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/VvHUnZ7h1h4/s1600-h/DSC01312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302736636917359794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZca4EzopLI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/VvHUnZ7h1h4/s320/DSC01312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ooo...the weekend has been lovely.&lt;br /&gt;I slept over last night at the house of my vintage friend, Adel. We looked at Erte fashion plates and balanced apples on our heads. later we went to an art exhibit that was aqua-themed, where we critiqued a photograph of a water fountain and ate chocolate covered strawberries. today i finally iced the heart-shaped cookies so now they're pink and sparkly and happy. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302736610669583698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZca2jBrXVI/AAAAAAAAAQs/C_li6MF9nCI/s320/DSC01201.JPG" border="0" /&gt; She loves hedgehogs...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302739095532226082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZcdHL3GRiI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/qJ9HqvzNMMU/s320/DSC01208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302736607281353250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZca2WZ3EiI/AAAAAAAAAQk/--iHp-F5U88/s320/DSC01217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302734758850440738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZcZKwdlriI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mhT1eLddl-Q/s320/DSC01207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302734754033259202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZcZKehFUsI/AAAAAAAAAQE/TmnRexY0__Y/s320/DSC01226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this is the wallpaper in her bathroom. isn't it adorable?! imagine living in a wallpaper house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302734745777023442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZcZJ_wpKdI/AAAAAAAAAP8/AMtBKAwVzWw/s320/DSC01228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302732732729514258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZcXU0kt2RI/AAAAAAAAAP0/7DX3XqVgrV0/s320/DSC01233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302732728297983570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZcXUkEKDlI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lJmoixMqDuA/s320/DSC01256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302732722420476322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZcXUOK2aaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/In5NIfxPaa8/s320/DSC01257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302732716376873218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZcXT3p8WQI/AAAAAAAAAPc/cBzweAiAPTM/s320/DSC01262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302732707322366322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZcXTV7LiXI/AAAAAAAAAPU/bUKZi2mtegk/s320/DSC01291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;♥♥happy happy valentine's day! xoxo&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/4116895612011128144-2137062418097853591?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/2137062418097853591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=2137062418097853591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/2137062418097853591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/2137062418097853591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-remember-we-were-walking-to.html' title='I remember we were walking to strawberry swing...'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZca4EzopLI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/VvHUnZ7h1h4/s72-c/DSC01312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-7450080852598192990</id><published>2009-02-13T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:22:33.656-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>misty morning wrap me in your embrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Misty morning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;wrap me in your embrace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It seems so long sing I've seen his face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sunlight sifts through the hazy veil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;warming my face, lighting my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the clouds close the sun -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;leave the world pale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My body is cold and my hope falls apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through the mist I see him walking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I try to follow but I keep on stumbling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;He fades away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wrote this poem in study hall. And also yesterday in school my friend penned that adorable star on my pinky. Last night my Scottish friend spent the night and we watched &lt;em&gt;Some Like It Hot&lt;/em&gt; (one of the funniest movies ever!) and ate animal crackers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302317319504388098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZWdglt14AI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6jK0HkAmoSY/s320/Reba+PinkyStar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I was looking through my old copy of Shakespeare plays and to my delight and surprise I discovered rose petals pressed between the pages of &lt;em&gt;Merchant of Venice&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Macbeth&lt;/em&gt;. I had pressed them last summer; must have forgot about them up till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302317317602681202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZWdgeocIXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/5_bIfR4ef9Q/s320/ShakespearePlays.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302317311692278802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZWdgInSjBI/AAAAAAAAAO8/czU85ZG9JTk/s320/RebaWindHeart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302315519761246754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZWb31Jo6iI/AAAAAAAAAO0/lf2sJiui5MM/s320/ShakespearePetals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302315519302924002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZWb3zcXduI/AAAAAAAAAOs/eiJcHAoV4Vc/s320/ShakespearePage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302315516479035042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZWb3o7GVqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/hI1yduQ6EY8/s320/RebaWind2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302315510486425666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZWb3SmWYEI/AAAAAAAAAOc/-jaiyAtf9_4/s320/RebaWind1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302315509777815586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZWb3P9Z2CI/AAAAAAAAAOU/VrgvYJMzqO4/s320/RebaHeartNecklace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;♥♥Happy Day Before Valentine's Day! ♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4116895612011128144-7450080852598192990?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/7450080852598192990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=7450080852598192990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/7450080852598192990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/7450080852598192990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/misty-morning-wrap-me-in-your-embrace.html' title='misty morning wrap me in your embrace'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZWdglt14AI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6jK0HkAmoSY/s72-c/Reba+PinkyStar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-5815429142523498919</id><published>2009-02-11T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:48:14.848-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my attire'/><title type='text'>i can tell it's gonna be a good day...</title><content type='html'>Today was lovely weather. I adore the outdoor smell when it's wettish on the ground. went for a walk and enjoyed the breeze and the birds singing "pretty pretty day in February!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301668145792702850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZNPFtL6WYI/AAAAAAAAAOM/bykfhKsbark/s320/RebaO70sFloral.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love wearing tights and shorts. I'm so glad the weather was nice today so I could get away with and outfit like this and not get wierd looks like "it's too cold...wear pants!!" haha, the stray sock just had to get in the picture...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301668140049154290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZNPFXyiwPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/zQX4Yf2KGzc/s320/RebaO70sFloral2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301668129482003058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZNPEwbI0nI/AAAAAAAAAN8/pHdy50JteW0/s320/RebaO70sFloral1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-5815429142523498919?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5815429142523498919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=5815429142523498919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5815429142523498919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5815429142523498919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-can-tell-its-gonna-be-good-day.html' title='i can tell it&apos;s gonna be a good day...'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZNPFtL6WYI/AAAAAAAAAOM/bykfhKsbark/s72-c/RebaO70sFloral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-4493080237080603238</id><published>2009-02-10T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:14:48.793-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitty-diddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing much really'/><title type='text'>kitty-diddy, fuzzy pictures, &amp; dirt-cheapness</title><content type='html'>we are going to have a four day weekend because of President's Day...I can't wait for it! I have to make this brief tho, cuz i still have literature homework (a two-page essay on a selected scene from &lt;em&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/em&gt;)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301384236155670002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZJM3_XqDfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/HiMIUhhpuI0/s320/KittyNoArms2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301384235705950850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZJM39sb4oI/AAAAAAAAANs/HLO9IkQPWh8/s320/RebaFuzzy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301384226867178194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZJM3cxG6tI/AAAAAAAAANk/oJRtFeGktOc/s320/RebaMid2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301384227125369858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZJM3duqnAI/AAAAAAAAANc/EfdQz8Bp9vk/s320/Kitty%26Tights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I got these betsey johnson tights for two crazy bucks at TJMaxx; it's two pairs: one fishnets and one hot pink. I'm not really into fishnets so I'll probably just rip 'em up and use them for some artsy project. The orange-y reddish ipod case I got for seventy cents. I already have a homemade case, but hey, for seventy cents...?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301384216018962290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZJM20WsR3I/AAAAAAAAANU/5dbErWPpNAU/s320/Reba%26KittyFloor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;heheh...kitty-diddy is fascinated by the wristband thing on my camera. look how big her eyes are as she mischievously reaches for it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;argh. the snow is all melted, but there's rumored weather reports that it'll come back. as much as i despise the cold depressingness of winter, i;m wishing it'll snow again so my sis and I can do that shoot in our backyard... we'll see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-4493080237080603238?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/4493080237080603238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=4493080237080603238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/4493080237080603238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/4493080237080603238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/kitty-diddy-fuzzy-pictures-dirt.html' title='kitty-diddy, fuzzy pictures, &amp; dirt-cheapness'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SZJM3_XqDfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/HiMIUhhpuI0/s72-c/KittyNoArms2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-5249972107335258988</id><published>2009-02-07T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:22:34.465-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places to go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little vintage things'/><title type='text'>busy busy but fun</title><content type='html'>Friday a bunch of friends and me went to a ski resort, but I didn't ski. I stayed back in the lodge with a friend who wasn't feeling well. We had tons of fun though, playing cards, Apples to Apples, Mad Gab, talking, exploring the lodge, and just hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today my sis, and one of my LFs (little friends) went walking downtown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300244492104831970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SY5ASJ6hE-I/AAAAAAAAANM/-hV2Pd9HOLs/s320/CarCookieMargaret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300243315306171026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SY4_Np_2ipI/AAAAAAAAANE/Ir2hOEMvX_Y/s320/CarKylaEyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300243308619694162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SY4_NRFrAFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/tQQBQFR_iDI/s320/CarReba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300243306456565906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SY4_NJB8SJI/AAAAAAAAAM0/I7VntljnUzw/s320/DSC01020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300243305887411762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SY4_NG6PrjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/EwzKqo0HAYg/s320/JackofHearts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300243301343357602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SY4_M1-26qI/AAAAAAAAAMk/csy2q05vhSU/s320/Kyla%26Camera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300237217536461490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SY45quCQyrI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NA_XdGrx0Ik/s320/Owl+Pin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; my friend got me this vintage pin for Christmas. the eyes roll around..so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300237210792538242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SY45qU6YsII/AAAAAAAAALs/ny20yfTE2tc/s320/Strawberry+Cupcake.jpg" border="0" /&gt; yummy strawberry cupcake from a cute little bakery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300237210494809570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SY45qTzZteI/AAAAAAAAALk/oQB1JDxDmTs/s320/Reflections.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300237205605897842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SY45qBly1nI/AAAAAAAAALc/x_7r9fSp5Bg/s320/Ivy%26Hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt; woohoo! spoon rings are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300237204501838754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SY45p9ekO6I/AAAAAAAAALU/PxhRK6qC5do/s320/Ivy%26Fence1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm drinking a london fog tea from starbucks. interesting quote on the cup:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Way I See It #284: You can't lead the people, if you don't love the people. You can't save the people, if you don't serve the people. -- Cornel West, University professor, Princeton University.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peace ♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-5249972107335258988?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5249972107335258988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=5249972107335258988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5249972107335258988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5249972107335258988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/busy-busy-but-fun.html' title='busy busy but fun'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SY5ASJ6hE-I/AAAAAAAAANM/-hV2Pd9HOLs/s72-c/CarCookieMargaret.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-8490226918635847816</id><published>2009-02-03T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T07:15:17.023-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my attire'/><title type='text'>stripety socks</title><content type='html'>i got these homemade socks from my friend for my birthday last month. aren't they beauteeful? this is my second time wearing them. another friend gave me the dress/shirt thing, which has awesome enormous sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298769145192150082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYkCdqX6dEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/8NZWtQBvG-s/s320/RebaOStripes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298769147994867890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYkCd00IiLI/AAAAAAAAALE/AI1vMglW6uQ/s320/RebaOStripes3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298769153987073154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYkCeLIyVII/AAAAAAAAALM/K_KyHTObTo8/s320/RebaOStripes4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My sister and I are planning a photoshoot involving the christmas lights that are still draped over the bushes in our front yard, my old ballet costumes (maybe), and snow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cannot wait for Valentine's day! ♥♥♥♥ I've been thinking lately about real love and how much love and giving are intertwined. with a new (at least &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt;)perspective on selflessness, I've been finding the desire to &lt;em&gt;give&lt;/em&gt; to people to express my love, whether it be little pretty things that i made, a hug, a note, or just the time they want to talk with me. Love is not thinking "now what can I get out of this? what does this profit me?" It's "what can I do for this person?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Hump Day!!! hump days are wednesdays; the middle of the week. once you get over the hump day, it's easy coasting down to the weekend. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm afraid my blog is a day behind. If anyone knows how to fix it, please let me know...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-8490226918635847816?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/8490226918635847816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=8490226918635847816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/8490226918635847816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/8490226918635847816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/stripety-socks.html' title='stripety socks'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYkCdqX6dEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/8NZWtQBvG-s/s72-c/RebaOStripes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-4881869860637574544</id><published>2009-02-02T07:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:43:23.372-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing much really'/><title type='text'>la dee dah</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298173651411982722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYbk3XK-2YI/AAAAAAAAAKk/VZY2024PX_I/s320/RebaBanana.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 'Tis Tuesday. I wish people other than me still said "tis." Much more fun that "it's." Well, today was school. homework. having my cat follow me around. going to a friend's house to watch an old Julie Andrews movie. drawing in my sketchbook. sharing an apple chai from starbucks with my sis. wearing a banana on my head. hopefully tomorrow will bring exciting-er adventures!&lt;br /&gt;adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYbk3IwC1hI/AAAAAAAAAKc/cW08GCs3IRc/s1600-h/RebaBanana2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298173647540901394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYbk3IwC1hI/AAAAAAAAAKc/cW08GCs3IRc/s320/RebaBanana2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; why does the top of this post say it's monday? cuz it's not...hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-4881869860637574544?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/4881869860637574544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=4881869860637574544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/4881869860637574544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/4881869860637574544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/02/la-dee-dah.html' title='la dee dah'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYbk3XK-2YI/AAAAAAAAAKk/VZY2024PX_I/s72-c/RebaBanana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-6292730492762822778</id><published>2009-01-31T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:23:20.366-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my attire'/><title type='text'>My attire</title><content type='html'>I got new tights yesterday for three bucks; I tried them out with my favorite LBD and a thrifted jacket. The beautiful shoes are H&amp;amp;M and they KILL my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh* photography is so much fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297564660776747026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYS6_cRCwBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mL3a6MB4uiQ/s320/RebaOBlack4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297563301114494018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYS5wTITPEI/AAAAAAAAAJc/UeSD3opdPj8/s320/RebaOBlack7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297563300144969522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYS5wPhJdzI/AAAAAAAAAJU/yqcY0vEFF7s/s320/RebaOBlack5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297563292536239922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYS5vzLFdzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/z9C3wtxGQu0/s320/RebaOBlack3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297564658855161586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYS6_VG5rvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c93FQyb8wQ0/s320/RebaOBlack8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297563290606694594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYS5vr_C8MI/AAAAAAAAAI8/no2dEZh44W4/s320/RebaOBlack2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4116895612011128144-6292730492762822778?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/6292730492762822778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=6292730492762822778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/6292730492762822778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/6292730492762822778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-attire.html' title='My attire'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYS6_cRCwBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mL3a6MB4uiQ/s72-c/RebaOBlack4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-4751138774865601012</id><published>2009-01-31T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:24:33.794-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitty-diddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>kitties and a poem</title><content type='html'>here is a picture and a video of my adorable kitty-diddy. Ogden Nash wrote a poem once:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trouble with a kitten is THAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually it becomes a CAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a cute poem, but falls apart when I think of my own pet. I never knew her as a kitten, but we've been great friends just the same. well, here they are. Happy Saturday, all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297467116658796562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYRiRoHCqBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_Fjn8KznfTg/s320/KittyString2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6de25fe9c9678c9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D06de25fe9c9678c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331333161%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70FDFD30C3A2879E824E16675973987BF89DC6CB.631F2C1A1ED46BDE66E9D7331FC60E6D56F6257F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6de25fe9c9678c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSe7iuod4nwNwDTl3lRgXME1K8f0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D06de25fe9c9678c9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331333161%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70FDFD30C3A2879E824E16675973987BF89DC6CB.631F2C1A1ED46BDE66E9D7331FC60E6D56F6257F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6de25fe9c9678c9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSe7iuod4nwNwDTl3lRgXME1K8f0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-4751138774865601012?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6de25fe9c9678c9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/4751138774865601012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=4751138774865601012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/4751138774865601012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/4751138774865601012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/01/kitties-and-poem.html' title='kitties and a poem'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYRiRoHCqBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_Fjn8KznfTg/s72-c/KittyString2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-2569338236771885507</id><published>2009-01-30T07:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:25:07.687-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places to go'/><title type='text'>katrina relief service trip</title><content type='html'>i should have put this up weeks ago, but I totally forgot until last night. So here are some pics from a service trip I went on in the middle of January, down to Mississippi. It's unbelievable that people are still affected by the Hurrican Katrina that hit &lt;em&gt;four years&lt;/em&gt; ago. People told stories of how the forty-foot wave came; the real devastation was when the water pulled everything back with it into the gulf.&lt;br /&gt;Jobs that the various volunteer teams did during the week included home-building, cleaning, cooking, helping out in the distribution center, and ministry work. It was so great being with cheerful people who wanted to be working, to be helping the people who Katrina hit the hardest. One man described it this way: "faith with it's sleeves rolled up."&lt;br /&gt;Check out arbcainlakeshore2009.wordpress.com for more information on the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297207853826165506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN2eiy3ywI/AAAAAAAAAFM/-3PqrhwXcXI/s320/1D13Moon7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;there was a full moon our first night there. stunning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297207860148922594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN2e6WVaOI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LJ5vxx24-ZI/s320/1D15Trina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is my BFF, trying to sleep through the annoyance of me snapping pictures of her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297220843123652018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYOCSnsuNbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oPPJ3t6gKVE/s320/1D16Reba1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297207909476181602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN2hyG3pmI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EinkYgtOOGM/s320/2D3Breakfasts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;breakfast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297207921928689298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN2igfx1pI/AAAAAAAAAFs/msVp2e45gys/s320/2D6Kwanzaa+Huts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;these were the huts the volunteers slept in; there were other buildings in the back as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297210126978260162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN4i28kHMI/AAAAAAAAAGM/GPwiqRUodI4/s320/DSC00219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;some girls on the beach of the Gulf of Mexico. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297210128823238866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN4i90cQNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GghDRIKIKyk/s320/DSC00306.JPG" border="0" /&gt; this little gumbi toy survived the hurricane. our motto was "semper gumbi": always flexible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297213027492211122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN7LsM-qbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ujG5HqTgzGY/s320/DSC00338.JPG" border="0" /&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297213029421373586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN7LzY7WJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/YD5SoCrlm9I/s320/DSC00361.JPG" border="0" /&gt; guys working on building a porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297213033787460050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN7MDp4idI/AAAAAAAAAGs/50hSwuX5Y_Q/s320/DSC00391.JPG" border="0" /&gt; this is the storage tent for the distribution center. we organized it and cleaned it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297213038942870994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN7MW3B3dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/TpjHgdnDBYc/s320/DSC00404.JPG" border="0" /&gt; some customers in the distribution center .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297213042308979026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN7MjZkmVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/LWdcsK5piik/s320/DSC00409.JPG" border="0" /&gt; an invitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297215357154740786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN9TS3zyjI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iyv41YkSzWg/s320/DSC00419.JPG" border="0" /&gt; a house in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297215361110237858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN9Thm34qI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ODoC85yAlUE/s320/DSC00429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;signs like this were everywhere; signs like "Mold removal: call this number," or "This number for new roofing."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297215367601126386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN9T5ya-_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/O0ork8Wa8bo/s320/DSC00448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;try and figure this one out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297215369422503762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN9UAkq_1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/UVweJvQmfzo/s320/DSC00464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this is a brown recluse we found while cleaning out a storage shed. it was the size of a half dollar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297215374944825026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN9UVJS7sI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-Is3ppejtD0/s320/DSC00468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297220847802708834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYOCS5IS82I/AAAAAAAAAIU/0mM3It_4P5I/s320/DSC00469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297220850702522930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYOCTD7qmjI/AAAAAAAAAIc/1UVGz6JFPZc/s320/DSC00470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;one of the girls on the kitchen crew liked to get creative with the food that was served. She made ordinary things like lunchmeat and donut holes look beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297217486254741346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN_POYzl2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/RyuXYQRDiGk/s320/DSC00486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this is the porch again; coming along well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297217489415348818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN_PaKWolI/AAAAAAAAAH8/yMBKwubpzgY/s320/DSC00553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the end of the week we went shopping for food for the distribution center. we filled up six or seven carts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297217490744368338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN_PfHN3NI/AAAAAAAAAIE/O18vZC9nfhI/s320/DSC00558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;there was a casino along the shore. it was one of the first things built after the hurricane. Hmm...what was that parable about the house built on sand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's all I have for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4116895612011128144-2569338236771885507?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/2569338236771885507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=2569338236771885507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/2569338236771885507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/2569338236771885507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/01/katrina-relief-service-trip.html' title='katrina relief service trip'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYN2eiy3ywI/AAAAAAAAAFM/-3PqrhwXcXI/s72-c/1D13Moon7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-1799762152027411737</id><published>2009-01-29T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:37:51.635-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little vintage things'/><title type='text'>birthday blessings</title><content type='html'>last week was my birthday. it feels weird that one day a year who you are and part of your identity changes. i'd like to say i feel more grown-up, but i don't. As i look at the years ahead of me, it's easy to realize how young I still am, and how much I have yet to grow.&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, I'm so thankful for the friendships I have made over my few years so far on earth, and I have a stronger sense of the many blessings God's showered on me. A year ago I'd never imagine I'd be the person I am today today (lol, if that makes any sense).&lt;br /&gt;below is a pic of the pink champagne cake my friend surprised me with. The candle holders are incredibly adorable; she bought them at a little downtown antique shop. I think they're German...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296912779075209218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYJqG7sBSAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/f9MI8Iemc9c/s320/BdayCake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296912783804536242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYJqHNTlFbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/sS3oIPlGv4I/s320/Bday+Candle.jpg" border="0" /&gt; anyway, that's all i got for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace  ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-1799762152027411737?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/1799762152027411737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=1799762152027411737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/1799762152027411737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/1799762152027411737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday-blessings.html' title='birthday blessings'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SYJqG7sBSAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/f9MI8Iemc9c/s72-c/BdayCake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-9028113209709189134</id><published>2009-01-01T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:27:51.602-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>happy new year!</title><content type='html'>Here's a verse that I think is appropriate for the new year, and also a recipe for Viennese hot chocolate...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For I know the thoughts that i think toward you," says the LORD, "thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make Viennese hot chocolate, heat up water in a mug (in the microwave...). Add about two large spoonfuls of hot chocolate mix and about a tablespoon of instant coffee granules (more or less, depending on if you like coffee). Add a couple dashes of cinnamon and stir. You can americanize it by topping it with mini marshmallows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-9028113209709189134?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/9028113209709189134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=9028113209709189134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/9028113209709189134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/9028113209709189134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year!'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-8178249356869541420</id><published>2008-12-31T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:28:35.084-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>new year's eve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SVvjDoSHCAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_mZO6Pq_eVQ/s1600-h/HotCocoaFull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286068239141898242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SVvjDoSHCAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_mZO6Pq_eVQ/s320/HotCocoaFull.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe 2008 is already over. It's gone by so fast! i'm excited for the new year, but i'm still a little naustalgic for all the good times i've had this year, especially the summer. so i'm ending '08 with a Happy New Year everyone and a reflective poem by William Butler Yeats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Wheel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;THROUGH winter-time we call on spring,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And through the spring on summer call,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when abounding hedges ring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Declare that winter's best of all;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And after that there s nothing good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because the spring-time has not come -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nor know that what disturbs our blood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is but its longing for the tomb.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286069700700463234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SVvkYtA04II/AAAAAAAAAEs/YTJmBrr4nB4/s320/HotCocoaEmpty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&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/4116895612011128144-8178249356869541420?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/8178249356869541420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=8178249356869541420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/8178249356869541420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/8178249356869541420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-years-eve.html' title='new year&apos;s eve...'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SVvjDoSHCAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_mZO6Pq_eVQ/s72-c/HotCocoaFull.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-5344528572300288926</id><published>2008-12-27T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:28:46.426-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing much really'/><title type='text'>I'm back...</title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging here for months, but I'm going to make it a new year's resolution to be more consistent in my blogging. I deleted a bunch of old entries too...anyway, Happy New Year everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4116895612011128144-5344528572300288926?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/5344528572300288926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=5344528572300288926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5344528572300288926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/5344528572300288926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back...'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4116895612011128144.post-1126933566094497471</id><published>2008-08-06T18:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:37:51.636-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little vintage things'/><title type='text'>Peter Rabbit Bracelet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SJooTRB_VoI/AAAAAAAAADI/7knDvYYH2T0/s1600-h/Peter+rabbit+bracelet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231538228598625922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SJooTRB_VoI/AAAAAAAAADI/7knDvYYH2T0/s200/Peter+rabbit+bracelet1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SJooTo5mpBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4WT3r4-vekI/s1600-h/Peter+rabbit+bracelet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231538235005903890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SJooTo5mpBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4WT3r4-vekI/s200/Peter+rabbit+bracelet2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Found the charms at a local antique store; my friend made the bracelet for me.&lt;/div&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/4116895612011128144-1126933566094497471?l=herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/feeds/1126933566094497471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4116895612011128144&amp;postID=1126933566094497471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/1126933566094497471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4116895612011128144/posts/default/1126933566094497471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herebehindthelookingglass.blogspot.com/2008/08/peter-rabbit-bracelet.html' title='Peter Rabbit Bracelet'/><author><name>Pansieberry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17647802091351959160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/Sbwa44sY9bI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekeYzStiacs/S220/RebaOBlack5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWuLiwOdKOM/SJooTRB_VoI/AAAAAAAAADI/7knDvYYH2T0/s72-c/Peter+rabbit+bracelet1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
