<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703</id><updated>2009-11-06T21:38:23.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In My Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>352</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-1328888893631166734</id><published>2009-11-06T21:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:38:24.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Furlough Friday #9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4081622267/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3507/4081622267_ce00026a69.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4081622267/"&gt;To Bed for Winter&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treeelf/"&gt;AnnieElf&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Elaine and I  roadtripped today and drove to Locke, CA.  Lots of history there and much to share.  This shot is actually a marriage of two photos of the community garden that has been put to bed for the winter.  Between now and Sunday, there will be much more to see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-1328888893631166734?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1328888893631166734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=1328888893631166734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/1328888893631166734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/1328888893631166734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/11/furlough-friday-9.html' title='Furlough Friday #9'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-3086202677520882695</id><published>2009-11-03T21:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:46:28.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepia Scenes - The hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4074488684/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2592/4074488684_512b8513f4.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4074488684/"&gt;The hand&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treeelf/"&gt;AnnieElf&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her figure rested against the table&lt;br /&gt;waiting for her coffee order to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;Deep in thought, her chin rests against&lt;br /&gt;her right hand, her left falls gracefully&lt;br /&gt;across her lap. The day is young and yet&lt;br /&gt;she has already been hard at work&lt;br /&gt;running for her life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-3086202677520882695?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/3086202677520882695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=3086202677520882695' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/3086202677520882695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/3086202677520882695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/11/sepia-scenes-hand.html' title='Sepia Scenes - The hand'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-8912554735617106176</id><published>2009-11-03T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:38:12.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude and Despair and Humility</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/SvCDUudAntI/AAAAAAAAFBI/sWo7rqSX3Eo/s1600-h/3dglasses%2520(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399960345307553490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/SvCDUudAntI/AAAAAAAAFBI/sWo7rqSX3Eo/s320/3dglasses%2520(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quanah just called. After two years of unemployment, he has connected with a temp agency that apparently is actively involved in placing people to fill a variety of jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After several days of substituting at various elementary schools, he went to a scheduled interview today for a temp position with what he thought  was for a temp position with the Red Cross. Instead, he walked out with a job assembling 3-D glasses. I have to tell you, I didn't know what to say beyond "You're kidding?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope, not kidding. As I think about it, I am torn between gratitude for the job, despair that his talents are seemingly wasted, and in the end, humility taking me by the hand and circling me back to thankfulness for this opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I think of the hard time he has been going through and the lessons that God has been giving him about patience and trust and faith, I realize that I have been learning lessons too, the most important of which is letting your adult child stand on his own, help where you can and stand back when you must. Learning this lesson has made me a better parent, I think, and it has definitely made him a better adult. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this moment, the opening of this door doesn't make a lot of sense to me but then, it is not my door to walk through. It is a door that will lead him to a sense of his manhood not being crushed anymore; it is a door that will lead him to other people, other connections; it is a door that will lead him to a stop-gap position that will give him time now to breathe, to plan, to get his and Erin's lives going in the direction of a solid foundation, not the quicksand they have been living on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So - I feel great gratitude and a lot less despair now as I write this. Humility tells me to shed false pride. (Rom. 12:3) says - &lt;em&gt;For by the grace given to me I tell everyone among you not to think of himself more highly than one ought to think, but to think soberly, each according to the measure of faith that God has apportioned.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wise words, indeed.&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/8924030962860950703-8912554735617106176?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8912554735617106176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=8912554735617106176' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/8912554735617106176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/8912554735617106176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/11/gratitute-and-despair-and-humility.html' title='Gratitude and Despair and Humility'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/SvCDUudAntI/AAAAAAAAFBI/sWo7rqSX3Eo/s72-c/3dglasses%2520(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-324277561645857646</id><published>2009-11-02T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:13:53.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruby Tuesday - Fiery Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/Su9YVmChDVI/AAAAAAAAFBA/OyRzCUVAJKs/s1600-h/fiery+sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399631606252113234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/Su9YVmChDVI/AAAAAAAAFBA/OyRzCUVAJKs/s400/fiery+sky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked out my back door one evening last week and&lt;br /&gt;was stunned by the beauty of the pink and blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took several pictures and later was surprised to find the my sky blue and pink sky had turned into a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passionate and fiery ocean of clouds crowning a quiet, and windless night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-324277561645857646?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/324277561645857646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=324277561645857646' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/324277561645857646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/324277561645857646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/11/ruby-tuesday-fiery-sky.html' title='Ruby Tuesday - Fiery Sky'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/Su9YVmChDVI/AAAAAAAAFBA/OyRzCUVAJKs/s72-c/fiery+sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-6799950848594124429</id><published>2009-11-02T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T11:47:54.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mellow Yellow All Souls Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/Su83VUXJYJI/AAAAAAAAFA4/j0LeGvPizAU/s1600-h/Carmelitepurgatory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 244px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399595317623087250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/Su83VUXJYJI/AAAAAAAAFA4/j0LeGvPizAU/s320/Carmelitepurgatory.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/Su83PLL8MTI/AAAAAAAAFAw/acTrsxLAsX0/s1600-h/AllSouls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399595212080951602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/Su83PLL8MTI/AAAAAAAAFAw/acTrsxLAsX0/s320/AllSouls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prayer of &lt;a href="http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/06534a.htm"&gt;St. Gertrude the Great&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eternal Father, I offer Thee the most precious blood of Thy Divine Son, Jesus, in union with the Masses said throughout the world today for all the Holy Souls in Purgatory.&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/8924030962860950703-6799950848594124429?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6799950848594124429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=6799950848594124429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/6799950848594124429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/6799950848594124429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/11/mellow-yellow-all-souls-day.html' title='Mellow Yellow All Souls Day'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/Su83VUXJYJI/AAAAAAAAFA4/j0LeGvPizAU/s72-c/Carmelitepurgatory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-5774387805211774747</id><published>2009-11-02T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:14:23.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please remember Mandy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/Su8TKV0IfKI/AAAAAAAAFAY/_-0bYQs_5wM/s1600-h/prayer+request.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399555546615938210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/Su8TKV0IfKI/AAAAAAAAFAY/_-0bYQs_5wM/s400/prayer+request.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just received this email from my blog friend, Mandy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; am not in good health&lt;br /&gt;I shall be moving into a hospice shortly.&lt;br /&gt;I shall be deleting my blog and closing down my email account in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;It has been nice knowing you&lt;br /&gt;Please do not grieve for me I have had a grand life with no regrets&lt;br /&gt;love and goodbye, Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mandysmeanderings.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://mandysmeanderings.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is hard not to grieve for the passing of a life well live. We so want the example of that life to live forever. Please take a moment to remember Mandy in your prayers. If and when I learn of her final passing, I will post again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-5774387805211774747?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5774387805211774747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=5774387805211774747' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/5774387805211774747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/5774387805211774747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/11/please-remember-mandy.html' title='Please remember Mandy'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/Su8TKV0IfKI/AAAAAAAAFAY/_-0bYQs_5wM/s72-c/prayer+request.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-9000138211023665546</id><published>2009-10-31T21:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:43:05.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week in My World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/Su0Qy9nzv5I/AAAAAAAAE_4/_OWCMUoWLt4/s1600-h/This+week+in+my+world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398989996008128402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/Su0Qy9nzv5I/AAAAAAAAE_4/_OWCMUoWLt4/s400/This+week+in+my+world.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Click to see me bigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to people watch and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;eavesdrop&lt;/span&gt; on my world. This week I saw a woman resting after an early morning run. She's waiting to be called that her coffee is ready. A little girl has a new gold fish. Stacked suitcases make a clever side table, the ultimate in reinvention. Sunset was brilliant out my back door a few nights ago. The detail of an old church door &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;warrants&lt;/span&gt; close inspection and red and green berries erupt from a tree in front of the art building. Soon they will shrivel and harden into little brown nuts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-9000138211023665546?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/9000138211023665546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=9000138211023665546' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/9000138211023665546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/9000138211023665546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-to-people-watch-and-easedrop-on.html' title='This Week in My World'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/Su0Qy9nzv5I/AAAAAAAAE_4/_OWCMUoWLt4/s72-c/This+week+in+my+world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-2693064708412446915</id><published>2009-10-28T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T14:23:10.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's End the Halloween Controversy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just found the most sensible article yet on Halloween and the controversy surrounding it's celebration. Please read below and let's put the FUN and the &lt;em&gt;reverence&lt;/em&gt; back into Halloween. Many thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cantuar.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Taylor Marshall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for allowing me to reprint this post here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top 10 Ways to Have a Catholic Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/SuiUu7qovNI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/QT2s_EHpVws/s1600-h/jackolantern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397727687414955218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/SuiUu7qovNI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/QT2s_EHpVws/s400/jackolantern.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This time of year introduces several debates. Among conservative Protestants it's "Halloween or no Halloween?" which sometimes becomes "Halloween vs. Reformation Day," the latter being the celebration of the Martin Luther's posting of the 95 Theses on Oct 31. Even some Catholics are concerned that Halloween has become "evil." Well, here are ten ways to keep good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' Halloween fun and sacred.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Don't call it "Satan's Holiday".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are many Christians who have written off Halloween as some sort of diabolical black mass. It's the vigil of a Christian holy day: All Hallows' Eve or All Saints Eve. Has it been corrupted by our culture and consumer market? You bet. However, Christmas has also been derailed by the culture. Does that mean that we're going hand over Christmas? No way! Same goes for Halloween. The Church does not surrender what rightfully belongs to her - she wins it back!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Don't feel that you have to opt for an "Halloween alternative".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many churches (particularly Protestant ones) are now how hosting "Fall Festivals" (or worse, "Reformation Day"). I've been to several and they are particularly good if you have toddlers who otherwise wouldn't enjoying walking around the neighborhood "trick or treating". Unless you have seriously hesitations about your neighborhood, why not join your neighbors? It could be a great opportunity to get to know them and spark up some relationships. I've gotten to know some neighborhood dads as we stand out on the curb and watch our kids go up and the ring the door bells of every house on the street.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Be safe.Check all the candy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the kids wear glow sticks. Dress warm. Stick together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Be hospitable - Why not host the neighborhood party?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christians are supposed to be hospitable, right? Why not host a Trick or Treating after party at your house with hot chocolate and coffee for the adults. Open up your house or back yard for games. Remember bobbing for apples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Don't be turned off by the ghoulish-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; of Halloween.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every great Catholic cathedral has gargoyles carved into its stone work. Illuminated manuscripts are also full of ghouls in the margins. Catholics are into this kind of stuff. Why? Because Christ has conquered death and the devil. After Christ, death has lost its sting. Also, All Saints day is followed by All Souls day so it's okay to be a little macabre. (By the way the word "macabre" comes from Maccabees - those two books in the Catholic Bible that Protestants threw out.) And if you live in an Hispanic area like I do, you've got the whole &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Muertos&lt;/span&gt; to play up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Have fun, don't force converts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, nobody likes to get a religious tract in their candy sack. Don't pass out religious literature. Give out big handfuls of candy and the extra large candy bars, if you can. In the long run, you will make more converts with your charity. After all, you'll be known as "the house that always gives out good candy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Have a bonfire!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Catholics used to specialize in bonfires. If you have the land and it's legal, stoke up a blaze. If you're kids are older why not set out a bunch of glowing jack-o-lanterns and roast marshmallows over a blazing-hot fire? If someone can play the fiddle, all the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Carve some fine looking Jack-O-Lanterns.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a no-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brainer&lt;/span&gt;. Download some fancy cutting patterns from the web. Spend time as a family carving out some pumpkins. Put some candles in them and let them burn outside your house for a week or so before Halloween. My kids always like to see who has jack-o-lanterns in front of their house. Do you want to make friends in the neighborhood? Have a carving party and give a prize to the best jack-o-lantern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Visit the graves of your loved ones.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This applies more to All Souls Day (Nov 2) than it does to All Saints Day (Nov 1). Still the point is to remember our loved ones and to pray for those who have died marked with the sign of faith. Death is not the last word. Christ has overcome death by His own sorrowful passion and death through the resurrection. That is is the source of our hope and strength of all the saints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Be holy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you persevere in the love and grace of God, you too shall be a saint. The whole point of "All Hallows" is to remind us to be "hallowed" or "sanctified". Most of us won't have our own particular feast day and so All Saints Day will be our feast day. It is the feast day for most of the Church's saints, those who lived peaceably, followed Christ, loved their families, accomplished their duties in life and passed on to the next life. May their prayers be with us.Have other Halloween ideas? Share them in the comment box.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-2693064708412446915?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2693064708412446915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=2693064708412446915' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/2693064708412446915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/2693064708412446915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-end-halloween-controversy.html' title='Let&apos;s End the Halloween Controversy'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/SuiUu7qovNI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/QT2s_EHpVws/s72-c/jackolantern.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-628231891078554641</id><published>2009-10-27T21:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:59:22.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepia Scenes - Windmill at the Ranch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4052246498/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3081/4052246498_b5750fe182.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4052246498/"&gt;Windmill at the Ranch&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treeelf/"&gt;AnnieElf&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wind swirling&lt;br /&gt;Branches flying&lt;br /&gt;Mill spinning&lt;br /&gt;Confusion reigns.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-628231891078554641?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/628231891078554641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=628231891078554641' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/628231891078554641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/628231891078554641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/sepia-scenes-windmill-at-ranch.html' title='Sepia Scenes - Windmill at the Ranch'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-5618294434197544915</id><published>2009-10-27T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:29:05.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving a shout Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am so happy and excited to give a shout out to my good and long time friend, Barbara. She is my Apple Hills buddy and we have literally raised our children together going through the gamut of births, marriages, migration into grandparenthood and deaths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now Barbara is writing a book that will chronicle her experience with her diabetic son at the craziness of sixth grade camp just as he was coming out of the honeymoon stage of dealing with his disease, and what she has learned over the years about keeping her diabetic child healthy and whole. You can read about it here at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://wanttopublish.blogspot.com/2009/10/by-by-bvds.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bye-Bye BVDs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-5618294434197544915?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5618294434197544915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=5618294434197544915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/5618294434197544915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/5618294434197544915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/giving-shout-out.html' title='Giving a shout Out'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-3335115860270289131</id><published>2009-10-26T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:16:23.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruby Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/SuYavGFiFwI/AAAAAAAAE_I/QtLdNgCfVLo/s1600-h/Quanah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397030599840110338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/SuYavGFiFwI/AAAAAAAAE_I/QtLdNgCfVLo/s400/Quanah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Five years ago His Holiness, Pope John Paul II died in Rome after a long and uncomplaining battle with Parkinson's Disease. Quanah happened to be studying in Rome that Spring semester and was privileged to be a witness to historic events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of many surprises that happened during that period, this photo, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;taken by an AP photographer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; emerged. The focus is clearly on the colorful and traditionally garbed Swiss Guardsman, kneeling in salute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something remarkable and deeply personal is happening for me in this picture. I know at least nine people in this photo. They are all members of my former parish in Modesto, CA and were on pilgrimage to Rome when Holy Father passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the most remarkable thing of all is that at the center of this picture and totally separate from the pilgrimage, is my son, Quanah. He happened to run into the group while they were in Rome (I guess that is really possible) and they all attended this Mass together honoring the memory of Holy Father. Quanah is right at the center of this picture, his head above the nun kneeling next to the man with white hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-3335115860270289131?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/3335115860270289131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=3335115860270289131' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/3335115860270289131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/3335115860270289131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/ruby-tuesday_26.html' title='Ruby Tuesday'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/SuYavGFiFwI/AAAAAAAAE_I/QtLdNgCfVLo/s72-c/Quanah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-7732883636827259311</id><published>2009-10-25T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:59:25.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sorrow on Mellow Yellow Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/SuTWWHlHhiI/AAAAAAAAE_A/e5b6LHL3FpM/s1600-h/4043818163_bd5cc49e3c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396673928976893474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/SuTWWHlHhiI/AAAAAAAAE_A/e5b6LHL3FpM/s400/4043818163_bd5cc49e3c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cloudless sky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gentle Breeze&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warm sun kisses my arms &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The rustle of dried leaves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creates music in the air.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning was filled with possibilities. The quiet of Borders was just right at opening. The vacuum purred; books and gift items rolled out in carts onto the sidewalk and into the entryway; the coffee was hot and delish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to read my way through the eight pages of assigned reading for my Monday night class and tucked in a phone call to my sister in between. Good news and not so good was shared and soon enough the call to head home sirened in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun felt so good on my arms as I walked to my car. The air smelled so fresh and the breeze tickled. I was ready for a good rest of the day. But . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . a call arrived that turned the peace of the day upside down. Two tight families are suffering twin tragedies. Krista's mil-to-be suffered the sudden and unexpected loss of her much loved brother, Ernie. Suddenly family was pouring in from throughout California and Arizona. No sooner was that known then Chad's (Ernie's nephew and Krista's beau) best friend's father was also felled by a stroke. Two strokes. Two family men. One weekend. One death. And one, Tony, fighting for survival in Georgia (where he was visiting for a few days).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one cope with such sudden and striking catastrophe? Two families, both so tightly intertwined together. Ashley, Tony's daughter, is like Krista; a presumed to be future daughter-in-law when educations are completed and two brothers (Chad and Chandler) are settled. And Anthony, best friend to Chad and Chandler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel all this from a distance, connected through Krista's love for Chad and her closeness to Ashley and her family and our own respect and good feelings for these families. I can't help thinking about how hard and confusing life is going to be for these people for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember Ernie and pray for the repose of his soul. Also please pray for Tony that he will recover and in quick time be able to return home. And remember their families, so closely intertwined with ties of love and friendship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-7732883636827259311?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7732883636827259311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=7732883636827259311' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/7732883636827259311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/7732883636827259311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/sorrow.html' title='Sunday Sorrow on Mellow Yellow Monday'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/SuTWWHlHhiI/AAAAAAAAE_A/e5b6LHL3FpM/s72-c/4043818163_bd5cc49e3c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-218022103179315895</id><published>2009-10-23T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:22:35.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Furlough Friday #8</title><content type='html'>It's funny how all the plans of a day wash out. I had planned to go to a restorative yoga class today with Biene but then Biene called and she wasn't coming into town. Then I started waiting for Elaine to call and HER plans changed too. So much for doing anything, but, no matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: left; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em; cssfloat: left" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/SuJVrnNIfII/AAAAAAAAE-4/_OYt7u7EAz8/s1600-h/0705_GG_Beading_sm.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/SuJVrnNIfII/AAAAAAAAE-4/_OYt7u7EAz8/s320/0705_GG_Beading_sm.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;It wasn't a total lose.  I went to morning Mass with Kris and we had coffee at HOJ after.  Then we went to take care of an oil change and she ended up buying a couple of tires too.  Since my afternoon plans had washed out, I stayed close to home and loved it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;I mended the beading on one of Krista's favorite t-shirts and since I was on a mending roll, I also fixed the tear in a crocheted tablecloth. I used invisible thread to mend the hole and that, as they say, was that. Together it took less than an hour to do both but I waited months to do them. I think my guardian angel's name is "When the Spirit Moves Me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dinner was turkey leftover from last night, yams, and salad with tomatoes, radishes, and cucumbers. Blue cheese dressing topped it. I think we are going out later to have a dish of ice cream and maybe hang at Borders for a while.  Food issues remain on track.  I am noticing that my body is getting used to the diminished carb intake and my sugar cravings have lessened considerably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanah called with some heartening news.  He was called twice this week to substitute.  He could not take the first job but the same school called back again today and he got four hours in.  Then the Red Cross called.  He had submitted his resume there as well and he is have a preliminary interview tomorrow.  Finally - some movement.  Thank you God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so ends the first day of my three-day weekend. Another Furlough Friday has come and gone.  I'm feeling good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-218022103179315895?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/218022103179315895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=218022103179315895' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/218022103179315895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/218022103179315895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/furlough-friday-8.html' title='Furlough Friday #8'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/SuJVrnNIfII/AAAAAAAAE-4/_OYt7u7EAz8/s72-c/0705_GG_Beading_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-5660594862625323636</id><published>2009-10-22T16:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:14:06.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4035979460/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3477/4035979460_63dd4325a2.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4035979460/"&gt;Spirits&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treeelf/"&gt;AnnieElf&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally did it.  I subscribed to the premium editing program at Picnic.com.  I love it.  I love my new toy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-5660594862625323636?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5660594862625323636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=5660594862625323636' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/5660594862625323636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/5660594862625323636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/spirits.html' title='Spirits'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-1522456474619271615</id><published>2009-10-21T11:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T11:49:41.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepia Scenes - Looking Forward/Looking Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4032043355/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2431/4032043355_cf0553b3a2.jpg" style="border-bottom: #000000 2px solid; border-left: #000000 2px solid; border-right: #000000 2px solid; border-top: #000000 2px solid;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4032043355/"&gt;Looking Forward/Looking Back&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treeelf/"&gt;AnnieElf&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Looking forward with joy,&lt;br /&gt;I reflect on my past sins.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-1522456474619271615?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1522456474619271615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=1522456474619271615' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/1522456474619271615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/1522456474619271615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/sepia-scenes-looking-forwardlooking.html' title='Sepia Scenes - Looking Forward/Looking Back'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-6534178514799091164</id><published>2009-10-20T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:38:44.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Warm Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/St3i12YD_WI/AAAAAAAAE-g/w_pDYpcEevQ/s1600-h/09_10_18_StPeter_Burke05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/St3i12YD_WI/AAAAAAAAE-g/w_pDYpcEevQ/s400/09_10_18_StPeter_Burke05.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday, Quanah sent me this picture of this chapel in St. Peter's Basilica.&amp;nbsp; It's called Blessed Sacrament Chapel.&amp;nbsp; He sent it to me because&amp;nbsp;he went to Mass multiple times in this chapel when he was studying in Rome. He&amp;nbsp;believes the tabernacle was done by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gian_Lorenzo_Bernini"&gt;Bernini&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we must all know of places in the world we have never been, and yet we see&amp;nbsp;pictures and they have meaning and perhaps warmth and comfort and reassurance.&amp;nbsp; This chapel is such a place for me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at this beautiful interior, and the people worshipping there and I can imagine Quanah in this holy space.&amp;nbsp; It comforts me that there was a time his life led him here.&amp;nbsp; Such places give me hope in a world filled with so many trials and horrors.&amp;nbsp; The impact of such beauty, the knowledge that we humans are capable of creating such beauty and sustaining it through the centuries, gives me hope for our future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-6534178514799091164?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6534178514799091164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=6534178514799091164' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/6534178514799091164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/6534178514799091164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/warm-feeling.html' title='A Warm Feeling'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/St3i12YD_WI/AAAAAAAAE-g/w_pDYpcEevQ/s72-c/09_10_18_StPeter_Burke05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-836054140977381562</id><published>2009-10-19T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T08:30:04.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Seventeen of My Weight-loss Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/StyFbvmS_sI/AAAAAAAAE-Q/1izM9oH1b2I/s1600-h/Snoopy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/StyFbvmS_sI/AAAAAAAAE-Q/1izM9oH1b2I/s320/Snoopy.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've lost five pounds!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-836054140977381562?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/836054140977381562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=836054140977381562' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/836054140977381562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/836054140977381562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-seventin-of-my-weight-loss-journey.html' title='Day Seventeen of My Weight-loss Journey'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/StyFbvmS_sI/AAAAAAAAE-Q/1izM9oH1b2I/s72-c/Snoopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-5749913237063232512</id><published>2009-10-18T20:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:10:58.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mellow Yellow and Ruby Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4024219479/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3503/4024219479_84a92d6eb0.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4024219479/"&gt;Making Lunch&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treeelf/"&gt;AnnieElf&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last of the peppers and squash combined to add color to a delicious green salad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-5749913237063232512?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5749913237063232512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=5749913237063232512' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/5749913237063232512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/5749913237063232512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/mellow-yellow-and-ruby-tuesday.html' title='Mellow Yellow and Ruby Tuesday'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-2316891836715886890</id><published>2009-10-17T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:12:59.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pink Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/StofwJewc5I/AAAAAAAAE-A/MwS5LkVUMNY/s1600-h/one_lovely_blog_award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393658415768695698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/StofwJewc5I/AAAAAAAAE-A/MwS5LkVUMNY/s320/one_lovely_blog_award.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heidi at &lt;a href="http://cakecrumbs-heidi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cake Crumbs&lt;/a&gt; gifted me with this lovely pink award. At the dawn of Autumn, it is such a pretty reminder of the spring that is so far away but is sure to come around again. Please visit Heidi if you haven't already. She designs the most beautiful cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules for sharing are simple. If you accept the award, just post it on your blog together with the name of the person who has granted the award, and his or her blog link. Pass the award to 15 other blogs that you’ve newly discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have too many newly discovered bloggers so the few I do have are sprinkled in here with my entirely random list of blog friends that I think might enjoy receiving and sharing this. Remember to contact the bloggers to let them know they have been chosen for this award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all, new friends and old, for your kind visits. You all make my world go round. And, please remember, participation is always entirely optional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://willows95988.typepad.com/tongue_cheek/"&gt;Corey&lt;/a&gt; - Tongue in Cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://heartsdelights.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marilyn&lt;/a&gt; - Delights of the Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sea-angels.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-i-want-to-fly.html"&gt;Lynn &lt;/a&gt;- Sea Angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladygaladrielkj.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kaye&lt;/a&gt; - The Road Goes On Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://deowriter.wordpress.com/"&gt;Jone &lt;/a&gt;- Deo Writer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bimbimbie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Annie&lt;/a&gt; - Bimbimbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://celticanamcara.blogspot.com/"&gt;Julie &lt;/a&gt;- Celtic Lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jkbees.blogspot.com/"&gt;Janet&lt;/a&gt; - Just Me and My Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://turquoisecro.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cinda&lt;/a&gt; - Turquoise Cro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://awhimsicalbohemian.typepad.com/a_whimsical_bohemian/"&gt;Lisa &lt;/a&gt;- A Whimsical Bohemiam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ognipiacere.blogspot.com/"&gt;Deb&lt;/a&gt; - Piacere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://themarmeladegypsy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanie&lt;/a&gt; - The Marmalade Gypsy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://textilosophy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pam&lt;/a&gt; - Textilosophy Oz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://meatpieandluna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura &lt;/a&gt;- Larabee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gypsypurple.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chamara&lt;/a&gt; - Gypsy Purple&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://countrydreaming-countrycorner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Diane&lt;/a&gt; - Country Corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-2316891836715886890?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2316891836715886890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=2316891836715886890' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/2316891836715886890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/2316891836715886890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/pink-surprise.html' title='A Pink Surprise'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/StofwJewc5I/AAAAAAAAE-A/MwS5LkVUMNY/s72-c/one_lovely_blog_award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-4088271194526487705</id><published>2009-10-16T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T11:06:00.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All The Pretty, Plastic People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4017472150/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2678/4017472150_f1713b1fb2.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4017472150/"&gt;All The Pretty, Plastic People&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treeelf/"&gt;AnnieElf&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;At one time, the term "plastic" was a common reference to people whom you wanted to describe as synthetic or false or fake.  Read that "He's so plastic", and make of it what you will.  Words and their meanings come and go but sometimes a new spin on an old idea gives it a whole new and positive meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These plastic people images are from a class project recently completed in the CSU Stanislaus art department.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-4088271194526487705?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4088271194526487705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=4088271194526487705' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/4088271194526487705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/4088271194526487705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-pretty-plastic-people.html' title='All The Pretty, Plastic People'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-7959313101180312391</id><published>2009-10-14T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T14:03:14.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling empowered</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/StY8J98YqFI/AAAAAAAAE9w/ULPuyvd4cwk/s1600-h/2002-02-04.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392563745767073874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/StY8J98YqFI/AAAAAAAAE9w/ULPuyvd4cwk/s320/2002-02-04.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didn't go home for lunch today. Needed gasoline so I stopped in at Chipotle's for a Mexican salad (no chips. no tortilla shell) The most interesting part of lunch was when I spent ten minutes staring at some woman on and off who was yapping away on her cell like she was in her office. &lt;em&gt;Hello, lady. You're at lunch and so are other people. Turn the damn phone off.&lt;/em&gt; I totally failed to get her attention. She was oblivious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On top of that, she was also with someone (looked like a colleague) and she did not speak to him at all. I had 15 minutes before I had to leave to return to work and I felt so wound up by her that I just couldn't stand it. So - I packed up and as I left I walked up to their table, ignored her and told the man to please "&lt;em&gt;tell the nice lady that this isn't her office and she is being very disruptive".&lt;/em&gt; Then I turned around and walked out. I felt very empowered. We really DO NOT have to put up with other people's thoughtless behavior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-7959313101180312391?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7959313101180312391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=7959313101180312391' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/7959313101180312391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/7959313101180312391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/feeling-empowered.html' title='Feeling empowered'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/StY8J98YqFI/AAAAAAAAE9w/ULPuyvd4cwk/s72-c/2002-02-04.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-6848553445857107229</id><published>2009-10-13T23:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:46:21.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corey in Willows - Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4005893978/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2570/4005893978_f38554b196.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4005893978/"&gt;Corey, AmyDoll, and Annie&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treeelf/"&gt;AnnieElf&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Corey and Annie play a joke on AmyDoll.  Amy suggests we play Hear No Evil, See No Evil, Speak No Evil.  Corey and I think this is a fun idea.  Of course, the joke is on Amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy is a non-blogger from Oregon who follows Corey's blog.  She also is a collector "par excellance".  It was Amy and her husband,Jeff,  who were with Corey at the brocante early last month that was also visited by the Brad and Angie family and later sat next to them at lunch at the same cafe.  Yessss, THAT Brad and Angie.  Corey posted the story and a few pictures at her blog (in case you missed it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lively time we had and she lives in Portland too so I will be seeing her again, no doubt on my next trip up to visit Q and Erin.  Happy times to come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-6848553445857107229?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6848553445857107229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=6848553445857107229' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/6848553445857107229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/6848553445857107229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/corey-in-willows-part-ii.html' title='Corey in Willows - Part II'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-179455022111851788</id><published>2009-10-13T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:31:47.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepia Scenes - In The Fields</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This weekend, as we departed Placeville and Apple Hills Days, we found ourselves on the wrong side of some road construction.  Lucky stop for me.  The view at the edge of the road was just waiting for my eager camera.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Hay Cart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/StVvM1W2W6I/AAAAAAAAE9o/kZe4MSZLRGs/s1600-h/4010164001_afb3cf71e7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392338395118066594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/StVvM1W2W6I/AAAAAAAAE9o/kZe4MSZLRGs/s400/4010164001_afb3cf71e7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;Hay Bales with a Surprise on Top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/StVvMhiGEhI/AAAAAAAAE9g/WRKGMCxaf7c/s1600-h/4010146247_4cc2fe79c8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392338389796524562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/StVvMhiGEhI/AAAAAAAAE9g/WRKGMCxaf7c/s400/4010146247_4cc2fe79c8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8924030962860950703-179455022111851788?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/179455022111851788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=179455022111851788' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/179455022111851788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/179455022111851788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/sepia-scenes-in-fields.html' title='Sepia Scenes - In The Fields'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yp1ViXYA0A0/StVvM1W2W6I/AAAAAAAAE9o/kZe4MSZLRGs/s72-c/4010164001_afb3cf71e7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-9104054662925257156</id><published>2009-10-12T13:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:36:59.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruby Tuesday - I'm so special</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4005448979/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2637/4005448979_cc1d56a722.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4005448979/"&gt;I'm so special&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treeelf/"&gt;AnnieElf&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8924030962860950703-9104054662925257156?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/9104054662925257156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=9104054662925257156' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/9104054662925257156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/9104054662925257156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/ruby-tuesday-i-so-special.html' title='Ruby Tuesday - I&amp;#39;m so special'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924030962860950703.post-3867453378769519790</id><published>2009-10-12T11:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:28:20.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corey in Willows - Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4005885142/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3477/4005885142_95ee9a84e6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/treeelf/4005885142/"&gt;Corey 10-9-09&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/treeelf/"&gt;AnnieElf&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, after 13 months and many sorrows and joys, Corey is back home in Willows for a short visit. Having not seen Corey for even longer than that, I grabbed October 9th and Furlough Friday to arrange a long delayed reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks is our usual connecting point and then we moved next door to Subway for a quick lunch. For 2 1/2 hours we had a wonderful catch up and were joined later by another long-distance friend. You will see HER in Part II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, the time had to end and we each went our separate ways - Corey to help with the decor of a 50th anniversary party scheduled for the next day and Don and I to head south and then east to Diamond Springs and Apple Hill Days. More about that later. In the meanwhile, stay tuned for Part II and more fun pictures, this time with our surprise visitor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8924030962860950703-3867453378769519790?l=inmidreamz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/3867453378769519790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8924030962860950703&amp;postID=3867453378769519790' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/3867453378769519790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8924030962860950703/posts/default/3867453378769519790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmidreamz.blogspot.com/2009/10/corey-in-willows-part-i.html' title='Corey in Willows - Part I'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15415548089882625246</uri><email>AnnieElf@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00517573659667483634'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry></feed>