<?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-1400275363940446855</id><updated>2012-02-13T13:31:23.669-06:00</updated><category term='classic maz adventure'/><category term='maxs illness'/><title type='text'>Classic MAZ</title><subtitle type='html'>The most interesting bit of nothing.......</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>259</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-1658491505506415140</id><published>2012-02-12T14:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T14:50:32.475-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day for Classic MAZ</title><content type='html'>My earliest memory of Valentine's Day is maybe around 2nd grade. I remember spreading out all the cards in front of me and spending way too much worry and time trying to figure out which classmate got which card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P_DKr5EVep8/TzgiNAe5XuI/AAAAAAAABlY/r-KVEiYX8aM/s1600/imgres-4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P_DKr5EVep8/TzgiNAe5XuI/AAAAAAAABlY/r-KVEiYX8aM/s1600/imgres-4.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were several kids in my class that I did not want to give a Valentine.&lt;br /&gt;(sing song whiny voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BUT WE HAVE TO GIVE TO EVERYONE SO NOBODY IS LEFT OUT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really? Well maybe if we could leave out the booger picker or the bully....they might get the hint that they aren't loveable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4j7uSdXu8rk/TzgjkAGztgI/AAAAAAAABlg/9nun0KJ4E_M/s1600/imgres-5.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4j7uSdXu8rk/TzgjkAGztgI/AAAAAAAABlg/9nun0KJ4E_M/s1600/imgres-5.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I would have given those kids something like the above Valentine...meaning "i got my eye on you" because you are weird and I don't want a booger flicked on me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp_UxdLO7xM/Tzgj850E-zI/AAAAAAAABlo/eR_zSyuv9gM/s1600/imgres-3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp_UxdLO7xM/Tzgj850E-zI/AAAAAAAABlo/eR_zSyuv9gM/s1600/imgres-3.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I also remember asking for and getting the Conversation Heart Candy every year. I remember squeezing my eyes shut and asking the sugar heart gods "does (insert that week's boy crush) like me?"&lt;br /&gt;I reach in and pull out the heart that would tell me the future, tell me the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"not likely"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for a new boy to like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Junior High&lt;br /&gt;(we did not call it middle school and it was 7th - 9th grade...the way it should be!)&lt;br /&gt;They sold carnations to raise money for.....&lt;br /&gt;something...&lt;br /&gt;anyway, On Valentine's Day, if you got a white one: friends!&lt;br /&gt;If you got a yellow one: secret admirer!&lt;br /&gt;If you got a pink one: like!&lt;br /&gt;If you got a red one: love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Of_IyHNn9Wo/TzghbCUZpQI/AAAAAAAABlQ/ZE2wVhDMSjE/s1600/imgres-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Of_IyHNn9Wo/TzghbCUZpQI/AAAAAAAABlQ/ZE2wVhDMSjE/s1600/imgres-1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HECK..we were what...13...so it had to be the real thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never got one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I am highly suspicious that the girls that got handfuls...bought them for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;I have since taught teen boys and have two of my own.&lt;br /&gt;There are very few boys that are going to be willing to buy a flower and give it for all to know...to a girl they like, or are interested in liking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never cared for flowers and chocolate or&amp;nbsp;jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I would find the perfect guy when I received a Valentine that held my "everlasting love"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c-Y4SsmEohY/Tzgk3100--I/AAAAAAAABlw/NazBgjLN1dk/s1600/imgres-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c-Y4SsmEohY/Tzgk3100--I/AAAAAAAABlw/NazBgjLN1dk/s1600/imgres-2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MCDONALD'S BUGERS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Or Jeff!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love him as much as a Quarter Pounder meal!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;AND THAT IS A LOT OF LOVE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-1658491505506415140?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1658491505506415140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-day-for-classic-maz.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1658491505506415140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1658491505506415140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-day-for-classic-maz.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day for Classic MAZ'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P_DKr5EVep8/TzgiNAe5XuI/AAAAAAAABlY/r-KVEiYX8aM/s72-c/imgres-4.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-396473944409822643</id><published>2012-02-05T15:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T15:33:21.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I know what I see..what do you see?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I walk into or out of a room, life goes into slow motion, a wind blows through my hair, and life is drowned out by the loud awesome theme music that follows me....mostly White Stripes music.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You all know what I am talking about..you have seen it on movies...when the tough guy is about to head into a fight..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so awesome, I experience this every day. My face is set in a "don't mess with me" expression and I glide in and out of my life's scenes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AT LEAST I THOUGHT THAT IS WHAT I LOOK LIKE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This past week has left me so tired that my grandiose vision was impaired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I DID NOT move slow, graceful, and impressive down the hall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shockingly caught myself waddling from side to side, slumped in exhaustion, with my eyes ready to close in sleep and I heard the "quacking" squeeks of my shoes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know how you people live in your world. I can't wait until I am back to commanding the room like Uma Thurman...and Daft Punk plays for all to hear.&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/1400275363940446855-396473944409822643?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/396473944409822643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-know-what-i-seewhat-do-you-see.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/396473944409822643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/396473944409822643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-know-what-i-seewhat-do-you-see.html' title='I know what I see..what do you see?'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-1629084357011184624</id><published>2012-02-02T23:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T23:02:10.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't follow me on facebook? Then you have missed some adventure!</title><content type='html'>I almost didn't write this post because I have been updating on facebook...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT then I remembered my readers that DO NOT read facebook...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two weeks ago (on Friday) Jack was given Septra for an ingrown toenail. It is an antibiotic of the Sulfa drugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a whole week (while he took and finished the 7 day Septra) Jack had 104 fever, non-stop vomiting and developed a rash. The doctor said it was a "flu-like" virus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday ( a week later) I took Jack to the doctor office but saw a different doctor (the one we like). He took one look at Jack and sent us straight to LeBonheur Children's Hospital ER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ER triage nurse knew immediately that he was having a severe drug reaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ER doctor said "this is not good". &amp;nbsp;He admitted Jack and we stayed two nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The rash was "like a burn". &amp;nbsp;Jack was burning from the inside out and he FELT IT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u2aZC0R_kCA/TytjVFojTLI/AAAAAAAABkY/jMUFYgiNWdA/s1600/2012-01-28+17.19.21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u2aZC0R_kCA/TytjVFojTLI/AAAAAAAABkY/jMUFYgiNWdA/s1600/2012-01-28+17.19.21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He held the popsicle in his mouth "to cool off"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BPgDVNEUQNY/TytjVZhfcWI/AAAAAAAABkg/0WtSkRnBTmw/s1600/2012-01-28+17.30.01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BPgDVNEUQNY/TytjVZhfcWI/AAAAAAAABkg/0WtSkRnBTmw/s1600/2012-01-28+17.30.01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;click on the pics for a better view&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He reminded me of one of my favorite children's book....Put Me In The Zoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zx2aoMHovJ4/TytkUOpL5NI/AAAAAAAABlA/10zt8MMXutQ/s1600/scan.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zx2aoMHovJ4/TytkUOpL5NI/AAAAAAAABlA/10zt8MMXutQ/s320/scan.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I actually felt like I was in a zoo in Jack's room! They have a viewing window. I thought about running up to the glass and hitting it like the zoo apes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way the closed curtain was positioned (while sleeping at night) I could STILL see the window, the nurses....and they could see me....creepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qqd_C6o3SnE/TytjWBYXXGI/AAAAAAAABkw/KVc971_mp5U/s1600/2012-01-30+13.34.22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qqd_C6o3SnE/TytjWBYXXGI/AAAAAAAABkw/KVc971_mp5U/s1600/2012-01-30+13.34.22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Septra damaged Jack's liver. His liver enzymes should be 25 to 50. They started at 1430 and went down to 990. It will take awhile to recover but we are thankful the damage is not permanent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Because of the damage, the liver did not process the tylenol that was given to him to lower his fever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;His blood count was a 1.7 (I think it is supposed to be 5?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;His sodium was really low and they were monitoring his skin. There was a possibility that it would sloth off (like a burn). Thankfully it did not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jack was also extremely dehydrated. He had an IV for 2 days......a lot of bags!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The doctors did a bunch of tests to monitor and check for other issues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When we went to have an ultrasound, the transporter parked Jack (and his wheelchair) under this piece of art:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pm0MUoRqvD4/TytjV-_PdJI/AAAAAAAABko/46IhvyA5z_A/s1600/2012-01-30+08.47.00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pm0MUoRqvD4/TytjV-_PdJI/AAAAAAAABko/46IhvyA5z_A/s1600/2012-01-30+08.47.00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A Jackass and the definition! HILARIOUS for a children's hospital...and perfect for Jack!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(click on the pic and look close!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We had many friends and family come visit us in the hospital! We have received loving cards, and yummy meals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We have been told that this was VERY SERIOUS and Jack's body took a hard hit! We are thankful that things were not worse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I knew Jack would be fine when the hospital advocate gave him this get well card. After the man left, Jack slowly picked up the card, came out of his "zombie state", and said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"he did not put money in the flap"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9fXhqzrEu-E/TytjWSOlYXI/AAAAAAAABk4/X5uZpcVbEAk/s1600/2012-01-30+13.36.58.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9fXhqzrEu-E/TytjWSOlYXI/AAAAAAAABk4/X5uZpcVbEAk/s1600/2012-01-30+13.36.58.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I want to thank everyone for their thoughts, prayers, love and help! We are rich and happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jack goes February 10th to see a Hepatologist. I call her the Liver Lady. She will care for Jack and his liver!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He is to drink plenty of water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fO_dU6tji2k/TytonScAG5I/AAAAAAAABlI/LXZFh9-_aUE/s1600/imgres.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fO_dU6tji2k/TytonScAG5I/AAAAAAAABlI/LXZFh9-_aUE/s1600/imgres.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and no medications for awhile! Mr. Liver needs a rest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1400275363940446855-1629084357011184624?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1629084357011184624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/02/you-dont-follow-me-on-facebook-then-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1629084357011184624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1629084357011184624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/02/you-dont-follow-me-on-facebook-then-you.html' title='You don&apos;t follow me on facebook? Then you have missed some adventure!'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u2aZC0R_kCA/TytjVFojTLI/AAAAAAAABkY/jMUFYgiNWdA/s72-c/2012-01-28+17.19.21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-1408814791302122937</id><published>2012-01-20T22:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T22:29:14.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic MAZ goes to work</title><content type='html'>A week at a glance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS A NEW EMPLOYEE&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;-attended a business lunch&lt;br /&gt;-was asked to say a few words about my job and myself&lt;br /&gt;-while waiting for my turn to speak...ate a piece of pizza that had spinach&lt;br /&gt;time to talk...&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea what I said because when I stood up to give my name, I felt the spinach leaf that was between my two front teeth.&lt;br /&gt;I could not pick it out....a room of people...all eyes on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://encrypted-tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQz-7VGPfbjPvMI4lVSaEbpCUbkVuZBRdr56oF-X8XuAw3smy2u3A" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://encrypted-tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQz-7VGPfbjPvMI4lVSaEbpCUbkVuZBRdr56oF-X8XuAw3smy2u3A" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I could not suck it out with tongue/spit action....again....a room of people...all eyes on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I said, but I was not fired, so I guess it wasn't...&lt;br /&gt;"my name margaret.....I have job.....I should have had the cheese pizza.."&lt;br /&gt;.....because that is all that was going through my head....standing in the room full of people....all eyes on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday afternoon:&lt;br /&gt;(shhhh.... this does not go past this blog!)&lt;br /&gt;-back at the office&lt;br /&gt;-before I was hired, a certain lady was used to being the only female in the office (I am assuming)&lt;br /&gt;-bathroom break&lt;br /&gt;-I approach the restroom door&lt;br /&gt;-I hear the fan on... which means the light is on&lt;br /&gt;-I barely push on the door&lt;br /&gt;-UNLOCKED&lt;br /&gt;-I push it all the way...to walk in the one toilet bathroom...&lt;br /&gt;THERE was the other female in the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ7eCkT_hFgKhCJ4-S9e2TJAAUAI0VM0RC6I0NQrNSOvKu3LYnHbA" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ7eCkT_hFgKhCJ4-S9e2TJAAUAI0VM0RC6I0NQrNSOvKu3LYnHbA" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh! but we are very friendly and chatty to each other now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AS A NEW WORKING MOM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Feeling happy about my new job and no feeling of "neglecting my children",&lt;br /&gt;I go into Max's room at 10 til 6 AM to tell him "bye, I will see you tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max sleepily looks at me and says:&lt;br /&gt;"aaaah, momma, I wish you didn't....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! I think to myself...don't say it! I want everything to be "right" about my working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he quietly and sleepily finishes...&lt;br /&gt;"I wish you didn't have to wake me up so early. Have a good day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEET RELIEF!&lt;br /&gt;I kissed his forehead and said, "you don't have to get up for another hour, I just wanted to tell you bye"&lt;br /&gt;BIG SMILE from both of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AS A TEACHER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and I have been pleasantly surprised and pleased with their school work this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the boys have been even happier:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Night&lt;br /&gt;-I hear stories of their "dance off" during their lunch break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Night&lt;br /&gt;-Jack, beaming with pride and excitement tells me that earlier in the day,&lt;br /&gt;"Max had the idea to put on the life vest, backwards, and we took turns punching each other in the chest to see how hard we could hit before it hurt."&lt;br /&gt;"Then we got the Nerf weapons. We stood over each other and hit each other as hard as we could. It was beast! The life vest split!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTahYQrVrRAUSdo25wZpEqB8ktaXQ1-IFZH0x5-qRlo-5tIbsUOKw" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTahYQrVrRAUSdo25wZpEqB8ktaXQ1-IFZH0x5-qRlo-5tIbsUOKw" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://encrypted-tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRSDaKmmR4ZCK1jYl9I-XJ50Yh6n22kC2yBV_YbweyPbe5sS7aKMw" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://encrypted-tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRSDaKmmR4ZCK1jYl9I-XJ50Yh6n22kC2yBV_YbweyPbe5sS7aKMw" width="76" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am so glad they are having fun, able to try things when I am not around (just like kids that go to school away from home)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am guessing these guys will be calling me one day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSCeMLkzeIOnN2iEpA1LfAo2N7A8isXwGbDC4TuI0QJMkOs63Mr" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSCeMLkzeIOnN2iEpA1LfAo2N7A8isXwGbDC4TuI0QJMkOs63Mr" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Night&lt;br /&gt;-I am thrilled with their grades for the week and their work.&lt;br /&gt;-I nervously ask if they are still fine with me working everyday (leaving before they get up and coming home at dinner)....&lt;br /&gt;-I cringe on the inside, waiting to hear their answer..knowing that no matter what they say....I will work anyway...&lt;br /&gt;"It's great mom! We work better when you aren't here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm, not sure how to take that.....but I am happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-1408814791302122937?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1408814791302122937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/01/classic-maz-goes-to-work.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1408814791302122937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1408814791302122937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/01/classic-maz-goes-to-work.html' title='Classic MAZ goes to work'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-7724418188323860037</id><published>2012-01-13T11:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T12:38:05.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It is oozing everywhere</title><content type='html'>Jack oozes sarcasm 24 hours a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are samples of what I HAVE to read...every....day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Jack&lt;br /&gt;Journal: How can you improve your physical fitness and health?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My fingers are a little weak, so I will need to&amp;nbsp;exercise them. To improve my fingers' and thumbs' physical fitness, I will need to play Minecraft, MW3, and BF3. When&amp;nbsp;exercising&amp;nbsp;with such extreme workouts, you must be careful not to pull a ligament in your fingers or thumbs. Also, be careful not to strain your thumb muscle. If it gets to be too much, then take a break.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In order to improve my health, food wise, I need to eat more Taco Bell. Taco Bell has foods from the food pyramid. They have lettuce, tomato, onion, and potato for vegetables. They have ground beef, steak, chicken, and sometimes, shrimp for meats. For grains, they have chips, rice, and tortilla. In all, Taco Bell is good for you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Jack&lt;br /&gt;Journal: Have you ever watched a plant grow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No, I have not watched a plant grow. Would I like to watch a plant grow? Why yes, I would love to sit and stare at the ground for hours on end. I hope I can control my&amp;nbsp;excitement&amp;nbsp;while I wait for a tiny green thing to pop out of the ground. Sadly, I don't have the time. As soon as I have at least no plans for three days, I'll be outside, on a lawn chair, in my snuggie, waiting.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Jack&lt;br /&gt;Journal: What are the advantages and disadvantages to having a pet rock? (2&amp;nbsp;separate&amp;nbsp;entries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Having a pet rock has its advantages. Pet rocks are really inexpensive. Pet rocks know some really amazing tricks like holding their breath under water forever. Pet rocks also never die! Pet rocks have at least two babies every time you hit one with a hammer! Pet rocks don't make messes, poop, pee, eat, or drink. Pet rocks also come in many different kinds! Pet bolder rocks are good guard rocks. Pet gravel rocks are grumpy and rough, but fun to watch. Pet pebble rocks make good lap rocks and they love skipping across water. Pet rocks are wonderful pets!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I previously wrote about advantages to having a pet rock, but there are some disadvantages. A disadvantage to having a pet rock is you have to move them. Pet rocks don't have legs, fins, wings, or belly muscles. A disadvantage to having a pet bolder rock is that they are hard to move and they are not an indoors rock. Pet gravel rocks hurt when you sit on them or walk on them barefoot. Pet pebble rocks can be lost easy. They are also easy to swallow. One more thing, make sure your pet rock is domesticated. If your pet rock is not domesticated, it could prove deadly for you and your family.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to share Jack's history paper on:&lt;br /&gt;China&lt;br /&gt;A person in the the Han Dynasty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a long, short story.&lt;br /&gt;It contained the historical facts.&lt;br /&gt;The main character was Chingchangchow Pow Dhindiggdy Shizzlemewizzle Shefuh Shane "but you can call me Shane".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know exactly where Jack would spend most of his time in REAL school.&lt;br /&gt;...in trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87bHQO510Kk/TxBqlinyHJI/AAAAAAAABj0/BQTd1pqF37A/s1600/IMG_2746.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87bHQO510Kk/TxBqlinyHJI/AAAAAAAABj0/BQTd1pqF37A/s320/IMG_2746.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-7724418188323860037?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7724418188323860037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-is-oozing-everywhere.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7724418188323860037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7724418188323860037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-is-oozing-everywhere.html' title='It is oozing everywhere'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87bHQO510Kk/TxBqlinyHJI/AAAAAAAABj0/BQTd1pqF37A/s72-c/IMG_2746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-5096330355418663590</id><published>2012-01-11T13:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T13:56:28.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I will never go to Brazil for a swim!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been swimming in a pool, lake or ocean and something touches you? It clings to your arm and you flail to get it off. You move in closer, careful not to touch it and then you realize it is a band aid or piece of skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I am in the ocean and this happens, I usually think it is a monster trying to kill me and I put on quite a show before I realize it is just seaweed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I experience this in pools, I create quite the tidal wave as I try to swoosh all the surrounding water out of the pool. My family ignores me but strangers start to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_LRi1jFb2-g/Tw3nxjnQaaI/AAAAAAAABjk/eQmI-Xmg-Jo/s1600/imgres-4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_LRi1jFb2-g/Tw3nxjnQaaI/AAAAAAAABjk/eQmI-Xmg-Jo/s1600/imgres-4.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This act makes me feel that the pool is clean again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HO2SyMNCUDA/Tw3oR_vuAnI/AAAAAAAABjs/LD5WRY9H2Ro/s1600/imgres-5.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HO2SyMNCUDA/Tw3oR_vuAnI/AAAAAAAABjs/LD5WRY9H2Ro/s1600/imgres-5.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a NEW worry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was recently reading in the Smithsonian Magazine about WHY the killer whales migrate and then spend just a short time in the subtropic waters off Uruguay and Brazil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have gone to the "spa"(warm waters) for a skin peel...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;a href="http://www.themarknews.com/articles/7212-killer-whales-confirmed-to-migrate-for-spa-treatment"&gt;killer whales shed their skin&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is some major dead skin floating around in the ocean!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a daymare of swimming in the ocean and then all of a sudden, I am trapped in this cloudy substance. I panic.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS GOING ON??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GyjcN0YlHj0/Tw3kR7yy-TI/AAAAAAAABjc/oXl6-SRI_1o/s1600/imgres-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GyjcN0YlHj0/Tw3kR7yy-TI/AAAAAAAABjc/oXl6-SRI_1o/s1600/imgres-2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never be the same again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would HAVE to peel all of my skin off....for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zynOsXQLVS0/Tw3fP5pUjZI/AAAAAAAABjU/YYMUjA37QhY/s1600/imgres-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zynOsXQLVS0/Tw3fP5pUjZI/AAAAAAAABjU/YYMUjA37QhY/s1600/imgres-1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;stop spreading your nasty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-5096330355418663590?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5096330355418663590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-will-never-go-to-brazil-for-swim.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/5096330355418663590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/5096330355418663590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-will-never-go-to-brazil-for-swim.html' title='I will never go to Brazil for a swim!'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_LRi1jFb2-g/Tw3nxjnQaaI/AAAAAAAABjk/eQmI-Xmg-Jo/s72-c/imgres-4.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-7191825189601436172</id><published>2012-01-08T15:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T15:12:09.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If MAZ was in the crowd....</title><content type='html'>I have always been fascinated by Jesus, "the teacher".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History tells us that Jesus would teach for long periods of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was ADD not a problem back then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been to or watched ANYTHING that would completely thrill or entertain me for as long as these people would sit and listen to Jesus talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I study the scripture, I try to put myself in that time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sermon On The Mount&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zz1Ls0hbXsI/Twn-2tLGBWI/AAAAAAAABi8/OEFsTiXXNYY/s1600/imgres.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zz1Ls0hbXsI/Twn-2tLGBWI/AAAAAAAABi8/OEFsTiXXNYY/s1600/imgres.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Historians think that the sermon on the mount took place here.....beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f9zfojJapPg/Twn_KuFq3YI/AAAAAAAABjE/YjQZYvA1nmw/s1600/imgres-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f9zfojJapPg/Twn_KuFq3YI/AAAAAAAABjE/YjQZYvA1nmw/s1600/imgres-1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This might be the very sight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As a teacher and easily distracted person...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My mind would be wandering:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"how could I recreate that color of blue in a quilt?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"should I sit in the grass where sheep could have possibly peed or on this rock where a scorpion or bigmongus spider could be living?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"why did I have to pick this area to sit? I think these people missed last months bath!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And my number one concern of every hour of the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"when do we eat?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And the teaching!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;....you can have more than a temporary or circumstantial feeling of happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;WHAT? those fleeting and few moments of complete happiness that I have experienced can be forever? they can feel deeper and real?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HOW?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*those who recognize they are in need of God's help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*those who mourn their sin that led to spiritual, emotional, or financial loss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*those who do not assert themselves over others for their own personal agenda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*those who hunger and search for what is morally right, virtuous an justifiable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*those that show kindness and mercy to others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*those that pursue purity and uprightness in all areas of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*those who promote total well being both personally and communally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*those who have been wrongfully treated because of their faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After hearing this talk, I would might think:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"that hobo dude is looney! and these 12 hippies are ridiculous!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I would hope that my response would have been:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;Oh how wonderful to be face to face with Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;I am so in love with every word coming out of his mouth, every move he made, every moment his gaze passed me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;I could sit for hours and hours...maybe even days and days...and might not feel the hunger, hear the noisy kids, smell the offensive odors, see the camels spitting, or be concerned with germs and creepy crawlies!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;Based on my current distracted quiet times &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;my selfish and lazy habits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;and my usual opinions of &amp;nbsp;"bible talkin" people...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;I am afraid that Jesus could have walked right by me, go through torture and suffering, be nailed to a tree...and I might have ignored it all....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;This year, ignore the worldly noise, smells, and views.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;Fall in love with listening and talking to God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-7191825189601436172?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7191825189601436172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-maz-was-in-crowd.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7191825189601436172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7191825189601436172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-maz-was-in-crowd.html' title='If MAZ was in the crowd....'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zz1Ls0hbXsI/Twn-2tLGBWI/AAAAAAAABi8/OEFsTiXXNYY/s72-c/imgres.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-1955022009948708423</id><published>2012-01-06T16:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T16:54:24.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is perfect...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;My life is perfect and I have pictures to prove it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;Here is a secret to get your own perfect life....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;I want you to see my perfect kids that I have loved, trained, disciplined, taught.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;with blood, sweat, and tears....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perfect picture of the boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aeVHI5pBG-0/Twd04BY30hI/AAAAAAAABi0/C6Qk6wWlDHw/s1600/2012-01-06+14.28.23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aeVHI5pBG-0/Twd04BY30hI/AAAAAAAABi0/C6Qk6wWlDHw/s320/2012-01-06+14.28.23.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;before the arms moved to strangle each other and the legs started tripping each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and words were seeping from behind gritted teeth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This year...be quick with a camera so you can snap a moment of perfect lies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-1955022009948708423?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1955022009948708423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-life-is-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1955022009948708423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1955022009948708423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-life-is-perfect.html' title='My life is perfect...'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aeVHI5pBG-0/Twd04BY30hI/AAAAAAAABi0/C6Qk6wWlDHw/s72-c/2012-01-06+14.28.23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-8626048698511088992</id><published>2012-01-05T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T12:00:11.898-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HOTEL HORROR</title><content type='html'>I am sure we all enter hotels the same way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;luggage containing our clothes&lt;br /&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;"mummy sleeping bag"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9OV2Lcpytv8/TwXev2nsMrI/AAAAAAAABiU/6uhBPFs0ayU/s1600/imgres.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9OV2Lcpytv8/TwXev2nsMrI/AAAAAAAABiU/6uhBPFs0ayU/s1600/imgres.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(so none of ME touches the bed, sheets, pillow, etc)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. luggage containing the bleach, lysol, gloves, and CSI black light....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had a great opportunity to join Jeff on one of his trial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He gets to stay in NICE hotels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;BUT....that just means..."high priced" germs and yuck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As Jeff was heading back to trial after New Year's...we made the LAST MINUTE decision for me to go with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Since I packed in 5 minutes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I did not have time to pack my "hotel lounge wear"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-96xY0VI6XXY/TwXkOKBiHQI/AAAAAAAABis/kOJpBhOCrAQ/s1600/imgres-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-96xY0VI6XXY/TwXkOKBiHQI/AAAAAAAABis/kOJpBhOCrAQ/s1600/imgres-2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;THE HORROR:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After our drive and my large sweet tea, I needed to use the restroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Everything looked fine through my trifocals...so I did not do my magnifying glass inspection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I used lamaze breathing and mental chants..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"everything is clean and sterile...I will be fine..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I flushed the toilet....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The flush was so powerful, the toilet water rushed into the bowl with "fire hose" force.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I did not have time to turn around before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-778DQlJYCQQ/TwXjbGXu7NI/AAAAAAAABig/VCgsyogvtzY/s1600/imgres-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-778DQlJYCQQ/TwXjbGXu7NI/AAAAAAAABig/VCgsyogvtzY/s1600/imgres-1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I went in to shock and catatonic state......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-8626048698511088992?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8626048698511088992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/01/hotel-horror.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/8626048698511088992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/8626048698511088992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2012/01/hotel-horror.html' title='HOTEL HORROR'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9OV2Lcpytv8/TwXev2nsMrI/AAAAAAAABiU/6uhBPFs0ayU/s72-c/imgres.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-6298514571426644886</id><published>2012-01-03T14:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T14:13:54.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic MAZ in solitude....</title><content type='html'>For about 14 years, I have been wanting to set aside time, either at the end of the year or beginning of the year, to organize my thoughts, journal prayers and praises, and just to simply set my mind, heart and soul on the path that God has provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard this suggestion/advice a million times.&lt;br /&gt;"Go to the beach, sit in the quiet ocean breeze..."&lt;br /&gt;or "enjoy the quiet nature of the woods...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I was at the beach.....we were having so much fun...&lt;br /&gt;I forgot about carving out a "planning time"&lt;br /&gt;Check out how much fun we had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c4ps8MW5nPM/TwNToRlNE4I/AAAAAAAABhQ/1n4TNMeLQXs/s1600/DSC00317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c4ps8MW5nPM/TwNToRlNE4I/AAAAAAAABhQ/1n4TNMeLQXs/s320/DSC00317.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I was in the woods.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ckYIbShE0i0/TwNUjxG7YJI/AAAAAAAABhc/DfSGFsaV2rk/s1600/PICT0103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ckYIbShE0i0/TwNUjxG7YJI/AAAAAAAABhc/DfSGFsaV2rk/s320/PICT0103.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nature was so distracting.....I did not have quiet "planning time"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God always knows what we need and when we need it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God provided me with a wonderful couple of days of alone and quiet time....&lt;br /&gt;free from nature distractions....free from fun distractions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sent me to Birmingham, Alabama!!&lt;br /&gt;and my only view was the "hustle and bustle" of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MgmAa5bYpjo/TwNVW9vvQSI/AAAAAAAABho/5LUwinZvptE/s1600/2012-01-02+15.20.12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MgmAa5bYpjo/TwNVW9vvQSI/AAAAAAAABho/5LUwinZvptE/s320/2012-01-02+15.20.12.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I would like to share just one of several issues that God planned for my study...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;SUBMISSION&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"WHAT?".....I know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I only said the "submission" part of my wedding vows because it was hard enough to find a preacher to marry us at the airport.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I6k5vryl8E0/TwNg3yEj6MI/AAAAAAAABiI/0ZeMs5VjeaA/s1600/Scan+112030000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I6k5vryl8E0/TwNg3yEj6MI/AAAAAAAABiI/0ZeMs5VjeaA/s320/Scan+112030000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;if I had said "drop that submit phrase" I think Jeff and the pastor would have put me in therapy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HOWEVER....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have now found freedom in submission:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*It is the ability to lay down the terrible burden of always needing to get our own way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;oh ho ho!!! I like that! I need to get my own way and it is exhausting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Submission can free us so that we can distinguish between genuine issues and stubborn self-will...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;heavy weights of years of confusion start to fall off....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Best way to handle most matters of submission is to say nothing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;SILENCE!! key to lasting peace in most matters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Self-denial is the foundation for submission, it saves us from self-indulgence.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*If you love your spouse, you will live in consideration of their needs. You will be willing to give in to them. You will be free to regard them as more important than your own needs. You will be able to regard your children as more important then your own needs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;WAIT.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;freedom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;putting others first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;where is the part of the definition that makes me miserable and grumpy because I HAVE to do what others want instead of what I want.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PsT3sUpDbDQ/TwNcRfHQC3I/AAAAAAAABh0/4MsoWs-FqHk/s1600/IMG_0977.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PsT3sUpDbDQ/TwNcRfHQC3I/AAAAAAAABh0/4MsoWs-FqHk/s320/IMG_0977.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wm6W_nbVjX0/TwNcaFwatsI/AAAAAAAABh8/0QFFjZy074A/s1600/IMG_0114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wm6W_nbVjX0/TwNcaFwatsI/AAAAAAAABh8/0QFFjZy074A/s320/IMG_0114.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It wasn't there....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I found that submission is an act of love....denying yourself....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I may post about some of my other adventures this week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;MAZ, REPENT! means whaaaaat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If MAZ was in the audience during the Sermon on the Mount...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How MAZ...the workaholic, busy body finds that she is LAZY.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(submission info found in Bible.. and book, Celebration of Discipline)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am a dancing machine!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If music is playing, it is all I can do to not start dancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I finally found a video game to which I am becoming addicted!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Max (having a high score) begged me &amp;nbsp;to "play" him in Just Dance 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We attempted a Brittany Spears song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was completely lost with the.....weird moves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;BUT THEN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we played the Apache Jump On It by Sugar Hill Gang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have done that dance many times!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Max's jaw dropped to the ground!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I blew him away with my moves (and score)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"well, you were a cheerleader...right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"NO!!!!" &amp;nbsp;(I was not the cheerleader type!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"well, you did twirl the flag" &amp;nbsp;(I was in the color guard for a year)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For those of you not familiar with the dance game...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You dance exactly like the dude on the game...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kinect "sees" your every move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Doing the EXACT moves, keeping rhythm, and keeping up with the dude earns you points!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/Zp_cOWw91RU/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zp_cOWw91RU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zp_cOWw91RU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We also did Boogie Wonderland...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/tKCtxav3Ypw/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tKCtxav3Ypw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tKCtxav3Ypw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got all my stars on that one!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I wasn't that great on the last few songs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I kept going the wrong way and I was always a few steps behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When I accidently slapped Max (while dancing), he said..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"now you are dancing like you twirled the flag!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You see...I was only in the color guard one year because I drove the band director crazy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know my right from my left....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the group would be twirling one way and I was always twirling the opposite!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So if you haven't guessed...Just Dance 3 has become my new &amp;nbsp;#1 hobby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hobby #2 (as in the title of my blog)???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;WELLLLL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;let me start by telling you how much I love puzzles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GOQ5lGr1TAE/TvqF0uepkyI/AAAAAAAABgU/EPjxdtrkHMA/s1600/images-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GOQ5lGr1TAE/TvqF0uepkyI/AAAAAAAABgU/EPjxdtrkHMA/s1600/images-2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love finding the pieces and putting them in the correct space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lNVd2IVAgBw/TvqF0-DQTuI/AAAAAAAABgc/yrfwGFY0nkw/s1600/images-3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lNVd2IVAgBw/TvqF0-DQTuI/AAAAAAAABgc/yrfwGFY0nkw/s1600/images-3.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love figuring out the word to answer a clue...and putting it in the correct space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also love tetris!! putting the different block patterns in the correct space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So hobby #2...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;spreadsheets...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I KNOW!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;you people that are stuck behind a computer all day....doing spreadsheets..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I envy you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-biWk8VaCcuY/TvqF0ZifjcI/AAAAAAAABgM/Wg_eyEYrit0/s1600/images-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-biWk8VaCcuY/TvqF0ZifjcI/AAAAAAAABgM/Wg_eyEYrit0/s1600/images-1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There is nothing like the feeling of taking info and putting it in the correct space and then looking at all the GREAT ORGANIZATION!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HEY!!! I wonder if I could organize my dance moves and songs into a spreadsheet??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;or chores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;or dinner ideas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;or arguments with Jeff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;or grocery list&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;or.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-5627564793240384880?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5627564793240384880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/12/2-new-hobbies-and-max-drops-his-jaw.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/5627564793240384880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/5627564793240384880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/12/2-new-hobbies-and-max-drops-his-jaw.html' title='2 new hobbies and Max drops his jaw'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GOQ5lGr1TAE/TvqF0uepkyI/AAAAAAAABgU/EPjxdtrkHMA/s72-c/images-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-3759080374978269113</id><published>2011-12-23T23:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T23:21:43.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Visit....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We were so excited to take a non traditional Christmas vacation!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We have counted down the days til we could go to Nashville to see......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3c6sf0fnjw/Tvf0yHRYnhI/AAAAAAAABd0/SRWw4Rtyhn0/s1600/IMG_2827.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3c6sf0fnjw/Tvf0yHRYnhI/AAAAAAAABd0/SRWw4Rtyhn0/s320/IMG_2827.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;NO....not Cooter's Dukes of Hazard Museum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...although it was free....and weird! I was intrigued!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6s7f0TIB5M/Tvf6uu1NhHI/AAAAAAAABeg/dcE2tlfcjQE/s1600/IMG_2832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6s7f0TIB5M/Tvf6uu1NhHI/AAAAAAAABeg/dcE2tlfcjQE/s320/IMG_2832.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so was Jeff.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(kidding...the pic was my idea)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;YES....we were there for a Ziegenhorn family reunion....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CTWJjWj9exE/Tvf37lAodZI/AAAAAAAABeA/j53-NFkM08k/s1600/IMG_2738.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CTWJjWj9exE/Tvf37lAodZI/AAAAAAAABeA/j53-NFkM08k/s320/IMG_2738.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cousin&amp;nbsp;(not a brother), brother, Jeff, brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c0oBa4jq8qQ/Tvf4JWhE08I/AAAAAAAABeI/NAWN0b_SY-E/s1600/IMG_2739.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c0oBa4jq8qQ/Tvf4JWhE08I/AAAAAAAABeI/NAWN0b_SY-E/s320/IMG_2739.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack and Max are growing their hair long....while they can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HOWEVER....even though we have a blast with all the cousins and their kids...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...that STILL wasn't OUR most exciting reason...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fJmnySCFZxo/Tvf5UFy8ExI/AAAAAAAABeU/vd6DBrrBFAo/s1600/IMG_2798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fJmnySCFZxo/Tvf5UFy8ExI/AAAAAAAABeU/vd6DBrrBFAo/s320/IMG_2798.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Around 30 of us gathered at the Wild Horse Saloon for dinner, dancing, pool, air hockey, etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Since we are obviously the best line dancers in the world...and I have the best fashion sense,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I believe we will be asked to go professional!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had a blast singing "I wanna be sedated" (Ramones) at the original Grand Ole Opry....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q9Cmcbutg7U/Tvf8DZOvjuI/AAAAAAAABes/tBtvwjjW3mg/s1600/IMG_2760.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q9Cmcbutg7U/Tvf8DZOvjuI/AAAAAAAABes/tBtvwjjW3mg/s320/IMG_2760.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d5_zafIfOHs/Tvf8TabceMI/AAAAAAAABe0/Ap9Io8uTduU/s1600/IMG_2757.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d5_zafIfOHs/Tvf8TabceMI/AAAAAAAABe0/Ap9Io8uTduU/s320/IMG_2757.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;but even THAT wasn't the most exciting reason for our visit....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Spending a ton of money to see colorful Disney Ice sculptures IN NASHVILLE and sliding down a 20 foot ice slide was a once in a lifetime experience......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y0z7-XRjcJM/Tvf9Fc7r5nI/AAAAAAAABfA/dlUz5gEBFl8/s1600/IMG_2843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y0z7-XRjcJM/Tvf9Fc7r5nI/AAAAAAAABfA/dlUz5gEBFl8/s320/IMG_2843.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;BUT...still not the most exciting reason for our visit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We loved our 3 fun filled days in Nashville...and love each of the reunited family members...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;THE MOST EXCITING???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;....we were thrilled to be able to finally meet and hold our new nephew...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tO7o_qZMShg/TvVfT3rnJRI/AAAAAAAABbw/qiPtD6vM0A8/s1600/IMG_2877.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tO7o_qZMShg/TvVfT3rnJRI/AAAAAAAABbw/qiPtD6vM0A8/s320/IMG_2877.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kidd Ziegenhorn!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kidd was so much fun!! and so cute!! He loved his Tennessee cousins!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I thought I might be forming an AUNT MARGARET bond, but then he opened our Christmas gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--wh-Lm8EpCg/Tvf90yHLc2I/AAAAAAAABfM/51vOS3ZhRSk/s1600/IMG_2880.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--wh-Lm8EpCg/Tvf90yHLc2I/AAAAAAAABfM/51vOS3ZhRSk/s320/IMG_2880.jpg" width="202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With this look he was able to communicate:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"....really?...clothes for Christmas?....did they even win a game this year?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I whispered to him that it was Uncle Jeff that insisted on the Memphis jersey....I would have bought him a drum set...or pony....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xmfpCj4wCj0/Tvf_cDUplBI/AAAAAAAABfY/702MDaNPWPk/s1600/IMG_2876.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xmfpCj4wCj0/Tvf_cDUplBI/AAAAAAAABfY/702MDaNPWPk/s320/IMG_2876.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He forgave me and shot me a smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As I settled down to sleep in my in-laws attic...(not in Nashville anymore)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I thought about Christmas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I looked out of my sleeping bag...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcq4PnFCAJU/TvgAHLuCVsI/AAAAAAAABfk/KLQM-U8GsNY/s1600/2011-12-22+23.17.32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcq4PnFCAJU/TvgAHLuCVsI/AAAAAAAABfk/KLQM-U8GsNY/s320/2011-12-22+23.17.32.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WOW! A visit from the Christmas Angel!!....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THEN I heard a sudden noise and looked to my left....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2z11WGtIOI/TvgAKwVIYmI/AAAAAAAABfs/pZtMAJQt2L0/s1600/2011-12-22+23.18.24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2z11WGtIOI/TvgAKwVIYmI/AAAAAAAABfs/pZtMAJQt2L0/s320/2011-12-22+23.18.24.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Adam Sandler?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You never know what you will find in someone's attic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-tB3OsgxaY/TvgAfxtZNcI/AAAAAAAABf4/BDP4Tg3ZMzA/s1600/2011-12-22+23.18.58.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-tB3OsgxaY/TvgAfxtZNcI/AAAAAAAABf4/BDP4Tg3ZMzA/s320/2011-12-22+23.18.58.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Adam Sandler....Waterboy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then I drifted off to sleep with quotes from Adam Sandler movies dancing in my head.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-3759080374978269113?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3759080374978269113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-visit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3759080374978269113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3759080374978269113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-visit.html' title='A Christmas Visit....'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3c6sf0fnjw/Tvf0yHRYnhI/AAAAAAAABd0/SRWw4Rtyhn0/s72-c/IMG_2827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-2088029850329559711</id><published>2011-12-19T21:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T21:08:16.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>again, Merry Christmas....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is for my family....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you for putting up with me.....especially during the holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I found a way to show you the joy that I just can't seem to express during the holiday season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/79E3-j8EcQk/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/79E3-j8EcQk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/79E3-j8EcQk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;(some of you have not figured it out yet: click on pics to see better)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last week, I added some more excitement to my life. Jeff and my closest friends are starting to think I have a real problem.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;needing to rearrange my house and tear down walls or tear up floors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Since I couldn't keep myself busy enough with teaching.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I started "working".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't have a permanent job..... yet. I am just doing contract work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last week was SOOOO exciting and fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I want to share a little of my adventure with you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As you all know, Jeff and I have had one car for about a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It has not really been a problem...with him traveling and me home schooling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We plan to get another car once I am permanently working.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jeff wants a truck. I would rather have a smart car....boys can run along behind us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21H2sAAHwSg/Tu4rl_qd9EI/AAAAAAAABbM/0pDcS0fqHxM/s1600/images-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21H2sAAHwSg/Tu4rl_qd9EI/AAAAAAAABbM/0pDcS0fqHxM/s1600/images-2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Since Jeff will probably win this argument.....I found a truck I would love.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JjHOcXDFs6A/Tu4oXFhvkzI/AAAAAAAABak/uf96FOaUFTs/s1600/2011-12-16+12.49.52.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JjHOcXDFs6A/Tu4oXFhvkzI/AAAAAAAABak/uf96FOaUFTs/s320/2011-12-16+12.49.52.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(please click on music below for awesome viewing of the above pic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/1WqazleR3FE/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1WqazleR3FE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1WqazleR3FE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had a few EARLY mornings last week....taking Jeff to work before the city woke....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5PO7cjUCD8M/Tu4oSJMsCPI/AAAAAAAABac/LZh2nNOW0eA/s1600/2011-12-12+06.30.50.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5PO7cjUCD8M/Tu4oSJMsCPI/AAAAAAAABac/LZh2nNOW0eA/s320/2011-12-12+06.30.50.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We got behind a construction worker and I was amused by his license plate "ZZZZZ".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He was warning me "when you are out and driving around town at 6am......you will be in a sleep state by 6:30pm!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On one adventure, I saw this next item and instantly thought of my sister, Polly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I might have offered the man some money so that I could give her this for Christmas....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;BUT she doesn't find "gas" as humorous as I do....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--O_EuTjbFQs/Tu4oPz9VPwI/AAAAAAAABaU/rG3-FqhN2ZU/s1600/2011-12-09+07.15.43.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--O_EuTjbFQs/Tu4oPz9VPwI/AAAAAAAABaU/rG3-FqhN2ZU/s320/2011-12-09+07.15.43.jpg" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when I pass buses and all the kids look "thrilled". &amp;nbsp;They are staring out the windows like they are in jail....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iwoiQQCW0i8/Tu4oaGdIxNI/AAAAAAAABas/A_jIIq_KRFc/s1600/2011-12-16+12.55.42.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iwoiQQCW0i8/Tu4oaGdIxNI/AAAAAAAABas/A_jIIq_KRFc/s320/2011-12-16+12.55.42.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After seeing the message on the back of the bus, I was confused at how sad they looked. They were headed to college! I thought I was young when I started college at 17yrs.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They must have not realized that they would be through before they turned 12!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was not able to get a pic of the last thing that interested me this week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A boy of about the age of 8 or 9 was shopping with his parents in Target.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He was dressed as an elf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMy8ZMtwbqQ/Tu4owdGD0rI/AAAAAAAABa8/RuvW3RQl7m8/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMy8ZMtwbqQ/Tu4owdGD0rI/AAAAAAAABa8/RuvW3RQl7m8/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The overly grown young boy looked exactly like this!.......poor kid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes I worry about my kids.....I don't want people to look at my boys and say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"poor kids"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now that I plan to work AND home school.....I worried that two working parents could not pull off home schooling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We went to see one of Max's doctors this week. Both her and her husband work...AND home school their kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If doctors can do it...so can we...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then I worried that my kids would be "neglected" without "momma" nagging them through every moment of life (ha ha).....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p9i2X88Jepo/Tu4okZBiLwI/AAAAAAAABa0/V-lV213T4eE/s1600/2011-12-18+07.59.58.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p9i2X88Jepo/Tu4okZBiLwI/AAAAAAAABa0/V-lV213T4eE/s320/2011-12-18+07.59.58.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I took a pic of my FABULOUS kids before church this morning....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They are definitely independent individuals and are gonna be FINE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my last post until after Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas and if I don't come back soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-3582552638443178614?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3582552638443178614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/12/watch-out-for-driver-taking-pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3582552638443178614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3582552638443178614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/12/watch-out-for-driver-taking-pics.html' title='Watch out for the driver taking pics!'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21H2sAAHwSg/Tu4rl_qd9EI/AAAAAAAABbM/0pDcS0fqHxM/s72-c/images-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-4004411916215160825</id><published>2011-12-06T12:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T14:57:59.714-06:00</updated><title type='text'>say WHAT??</title><content type='html'>Reader's Digest posted "12 Funny Things Your Christmas Tree Says About You"&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.rd.com/slideshows/12-funny-things-your-christmas-tree-says-about-you2/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I included the link to give credit where it is due...but I am also stealing it to make the following post easier on my readers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reader's Digest has given us information to find what our Christmas tree says about us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 &amp;nbsp;White lights say "you ask your guests to take their shoes off"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GAI7SbNfEhI/Tt5n_A5mK9I/AAAAAAAABXM/qfGC-VhJHDU/s1600/white-lights-2-af.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GAI7SbNfEhI/Tt5n_A5mK9I/AAAAAAAABXM/qfGC-VhJHDU/s320/white-lights-2-af.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(and..."I consider my tree to be a lamp")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My yellow lights on my kitchen Christmas tree say "I love butter"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3XXduGoHYAw/Tt5ul4wiUII/AAAAAAAABZg/LBW3hs51d6k/s1600/IMG_2699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3XXduGoHYAw/Tt5ul4wiUII/AAAAAAAABZg/LBW3hs51d6k/s320/IMG_2699.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;#2 &amp;nbsp;Multicolored lights say "you are an extrovert"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tDHSz9pAlqQ/Tt5oBnJaREI/AAAAAAAABXU/Vnprv1u5nmg/s1600/multi-colored-lights-2-af.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tDHSz9pAlqQ/Tt5oBnJaREI/AAAAAAAABXU/Vnprv1u5nmg/s320/multi-colored-lights-2-af.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(the fake snow says "ridiculous!")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My VERY FEW mulitcolored star lights on my living room Christmas tree...&lt;br /&gt;say&amp;nbsp;"I am an outgoing person...as long as there aren't any other people around!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nT5SBjTdlA4/Tt5u7dTvZFI/AAAAAAAABZo/fjKP1FY4jnQ/s1600/IMG_2700.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nT5SBjTdlA4/Tt5u7dTvZFI/AAAAAAAABZo/fjKP1FY4jnQ/s320/IMG_2700.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(yes, that is the camel from our nativity...there was no room for him at the stable...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 &amp;nbsp;Blinking lights say "you have attention deficit disorder"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lK2Na33WFYc/Tt5oCLpzrDI/AAAAAAAABXc/pcHq6KhOM48/s1600/blinking-lights-af.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lK2Na33WFYc/Tt5oCLpzrDI/AAAAAAAABXc/pcHq6KhOM48/s320/blinking-lights-af.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;um...no it doesn't!! blinking lights say "I don't want guests to stay too long or get comfortable"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 &amp;nbsp;Homemade ornaments say "you have lots of kids"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFyi5dPQWuA/Tt5oC2gH-8I/AAAAAAAABXk/w9C8nyxMYgU/s1600/homemade-ornaments-af.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFyi5dPQWuA/Tt5oC2gH-8I/AAAAAAAABXk/w9C8nyxMYgU/s320/homemade-ornaments-af.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HA! well....compared to the PERFECT ornament above...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;mine say "I have two kids that may have issues....and are against the colors of the rainbow..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ezmu7sFuckc/Tt5sVAQVfZI/AAAAAAAABYw/OBg8EBUhbaE/s1600/IMG_2692.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ezmu7sFuckc/Tt5sVAQVfZI/AAAAAAAABYw/OBg8EBUhbaE/s320/IMG_2692.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 &amp;nbsp;Strung popcorn say "you have too much time on your hands"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_yQi26pAMlQ/Tt5oDQHk9KI/AAAAAAAABXs/6LR8_MrXBMQ/s1600/strung-popcorn-af.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_yQi26pAMlQ/Tt5oDQHk9KI/AAAAAAAABXs/6LR8_MrXBMQ/s320/strung-popcorn-af.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;REALLY? then what does this say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7R1w_O2HOOA/Tt5t9a7mk0I/AAAAAAAABZQ/URjIImH__Xs/s1600/IMG_2696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7R1w_O2HOOA/Tt5t9a7mk0I/AAAAAAAABZQ/URjIImH__Xs/s320/IMG_2696.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;#6 &amp;nbsp;Red balls only say "you wish you lived in a department store"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kFFYnoCQUk0/Tt5oDnYze2I/AAAAAAAABX0/GNJ4hMg5tZg/s1600/red-balls-only-af.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kFFYnoCQUk0/Tt5oDnYze2I/AAAAAAAABX0/GNJ4hMg5tZg/s320/red-balls-only-af.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(and I bet your decorations have a theme...HA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mine say "dance when the sun hits just right!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v4-JtijWRtg/Tt54BZTJ3VI/AAAAAAAABZw/0WTI8ZsSjiI/s1600/IMG_2701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v4-JtijWRtg/Tt54BZTJ3VI/AAAAAAAABZw/0WTI8ZsSjiI/s320/IMG_2701.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;#7 &amp;nbsp; Yellow star on top says "you are traditional"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jzQG1DsVg3Q/Tt5oEJcIbOI/AAAAAAAABX8/iR7b-ygksFg/s1600/yellow-star-on-top-af.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jzQG1DsVg3Q/Tt5oEJcIbOI/AAAAAAAABX8/iR7b-ygksFg/s320/yellow-star-on-top-af.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and you live in Hollywood...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My yellow star says "Hey shepherds, follow me!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a85jxzOcNYU/Tt54fqRzZnI/AAAAAAAABZ4/2af4hYAEnV0/s1600/IMG_2702.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a85jxzOcNYU/Tt54fqRzZnI/AAAAAAAABZ4/2af4hYAEnV0/s320/IMG_2702.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 &amp;nbsp;Glowing Santa on top says "you shop at Kitsch R Us"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X3r8yhoGaYk/Tt5oFcN0zTI/AAAAAAAABYE/zFdY9B_jabI/s1600/glowing-santa-on-top-af.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X3r8yhoGaYk/Tt5oFcN0zTI/AAAAAAAABYE/zFdY9B_jabI/s320/glowing-santa-on-top-af.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want one of these!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Two fabulous sculptures on top say "one-of-a-kind"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-diJfJn3Qv9k/Tt55BjqquyI/AAAAAAAABaI/J8LOBtehwQw/s1600/IMG_2704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-diJfJn3Qv9k/Tt55BjqquyI/AAAAAAAABaI/J8LOBtehwQw/s320/IMG_2704.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 4 don't really apply to me.....(we can't have a live tree)&lt;br /&gt;#9 &amp;nbsp;Cutoff top says "you didn't measure the tree"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ABf2dfsJrjw/Tt5oGIyI6MI/AAAAAAAABYM/1v4kuK8t4ms/s1600/cut-off-top-2-af.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ABf2dfsJrjw/Tt5oGIyI6MI/AAAAAAAABYM/1v4kuK8t4ms/s320/cut-off-top-2-af.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(this should never matter....haven't you see Christmas Vacation?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 &amp;nbsp;Vague evergreen smell says "you bought a healthy tree"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-di41o8YQ72Y/Tt5oGhKvlsI/AAAAAAAABYU/zcR6RsCQgnI/s1600/vague-evergreen-smell-af.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-di41o8YQ72Y/Tt5oGhKvlsI/AAAAAAAABYU/zcR6RsCQgnI/s320/vague-evergreen-smell-af.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(animal spray smell says "you bought something's property"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11 &amp;nbsp; Strong evergreen smell says "you sprayed your tree with Pine Sol"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ffRO3LuxdMs/Tt5oG87kovI/AAAAAAAABYc/-mFBg1jnzb0/s1600/strong-evergreen-smell-2-af.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ffRO3LuxdMs/Tt5oG87kovI/AAAAAAAABYc/-mFBg1jnzb0/s320/strong-evergreen-smell-2-af.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;( and it says you are old and the Pine Sol doesn't mix well with the moth balls)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 &amp;nbsp;Just plain smelly says "there is a dead bird in your tree"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-grjMNSd_UkY/Tt5oILiW83I/AAAAAAAABYk/cLeWDaNoQw4/s1600/just-plain-smelly-af.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-grjMNSd_UkY/Tt5oILiW83I/AAAAAAAABYk/cLeWDaNoQw4/s320/just-plain-smelly-af.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;more likely...."you tracked something in from the yard"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bezvm2eyDxg/Tt5suBiH6hI/AAAAAAAABY4/MJM1PWlUZX0/s1600/IMG_2693.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bezvm2eyDxg/Tt5suBiH6hI/AAAAAAAABY4/MJM1PWlUZX0/s320/IMG_2693.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq7Q1cn1l7U/Tt5tHfMNTwI/AAAAAAAABZA/dWb1OgpD-3w/s1600/IMG_2694.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq7Q1cn1l7U/Tt5tHfMNTwI/AAAAAAAABZA/dWb1OgpD-3w/s320/IMG_2694.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The one on the top:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I call "quaint, primitive look"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jack calls it "the burnt tree"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The one on the bottom:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kids say "bigger circumference to pile presents"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I say "I can't see the TV!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-4004411916215160825?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4004411916215160825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/12/say-what.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/4004411916215160825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/4004411916215160825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/12/say-what.html' title='say WHAT??'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GAI7SbNfEhI/Tt5n_A5mK9I/AAAAAAAABXM/qfGC-VhJHDU/s72-c/white-lights-2-af.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-3285763121413166312</id><published>2011-12-05T13:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T15:22:29.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic MAZ vs. Elf on the Shelf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had never heard of &lt;a href="http://www.elfontheshelf.com/"&gt;Elf On The Shelf&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;until about 2 years ago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z--_VoT8qVY/Tt0uanzhIVI/AAAAAAAABXE/LXeO5kpLbJc/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z--_VoT8qVY/Tt0uanzhIVI/AAAAAAAABXE/LXeO5kpLbJc/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My friends were talking about this ELF that does something every night from December 1st until Christmas. Some people even talked about their ELF leaving gifts for the children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, I immediately was relieved that we didn't know about this "Christmas Tradition".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We definitely did not need another gift giving tradition or another "something" that does something for the kids to find when they wake up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The boys were "old" enough that I did not need to worry if I should start this tradition to keep up with other families.....NOT GONNA DO IT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;BUT....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A couple of days ago, a friend of mine was telling about her kid being slightly disturbed about an ELF moving around the house at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"BING" &amp;nbsp; "BING" &amp;nbsp; "BING" &amp;nbsp;"BING"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A creepy ELF!!??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now THAT is a Christmas tradition that I could enjoy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When I got home I went straight to my elf sitting in my tree. He has been in my tree or packed in the attic my entire life! I think he is about 40 years old....or more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I stared at him and said aloud "you look like those other elves...I wonder why you were never a tradition in my house...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"HA HA....I HAVE BEEN A PART OF YOUR CHRISTMAS YOUR WHOLE LIFE"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DiLX0onyy0s/Tt0dOet5y8I/AAAAAAAABVk/Lw3yspLPy54/s1600/IMG_2678.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DiLX0onyy0s/Tt0dOet5y8I/AAAAAAAABVk/Lw3yspLPy54/s320/IMG_2678.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was shocked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"listen here ELF..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"My name is Elwood....ruler of all the elves."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He told me exactly how he had been a part of my Christmas traditions....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CF-jCZPY-3Q/Tt0e7OZwPcI/AAAAAAAABV0/4dDDkaGY5k4/s1600/IMG_2680.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CF-jCZPY-3Q/Tt0e7OZwPcI/AAAAAAAABV0/4dDDkaGY5k4/s320/IMG_2680.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"I am the reason Max is out of candy before Jack is. I eat some of Max's stash at night."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4miRz9LFw-M/Tt0f7YKtpvI/AAAAAAAABV8/UL_liQXDS_A/s1600/IMG_2681.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4miRz9LFw-M/Tt0f7YKtpvI/AAAAAAAABV8/UL_liQXDS_A/s320/IMG_2681.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"I get help when I need to hide the remote at night so I can silently laugh at you trying to find it the next day!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EAE-H_PozdI/Tt0gqAhoZGI/AAAAAAAABWE/GZAqhIWTrWU/s1600/IMG_2682.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EAE-H_PozdI/Tt0gqAhoZGI/AAAAAAAABWE/GZAqhIWTrWU/s320/IMG_2682.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"I was so happy this season when I realized you had bought new socks for Max. I was running out of socks to steal!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5trzxQ1E9To/Tt0hlbowmDI/AAAAAAAABWM/FUsIHGCa9iU/s1600/IMG_2683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5trzxQ1E9To/Tt0hlbowmDI/AAAAAAAABWM/FUsIHGCa9iU/s320/IMG_2683.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"My favorite days are when you are nagging the boys to rinse the toothpaste out of the sink that I squirted in there the night before."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xpYlZyfu16g/Tt0oEBJFFLI/AAAAAAAABWc/irsmkaO3qmA/s1600/IMG_2686.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xpYlZyfu16g/Tt0oEBJFFLI/AAAAAAAABWc/irsmkaO3qmA/s320/IMG_2686.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"When I am tired and can't be that creative, I can always be sure you will fuss at the boys for leaving the cereal box open!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hgqeztb7now/Tt0psvwZkxI/AAAAAAAABWk/QJmVuv0Ytys/s1600/IMG_2687.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hgqeztb7now/Tt0psvwZkxI/AAAAAAAABWk/QJmVuv0Ytys/s320/IMG_2687.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"It can be dangerous, but if you guys go to bed early enough....I can open a couple of cabinet doors!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A1GSXtO8zCg/Tt0tqrzEp-I/AAAAAAAABW0/vDFWO_P0yOQ/s1600/IMG_2689.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A1GSXtO8zCg/Tt0tqrzEp-I/AAAAAAAABW0/vDFWO_P0yOQ/s320/IMG_2689.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Last year was great! You were trying to drink one glass of sweet tea per day. You really enjoyed sipping on that one glass...ha ha....I would sneak and drink half of it to leave you wondering how you drank your tea so fast without realizing!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I could not believe it! I had the ruler of all the Elves on the Shelves!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I told Elwood that he was welcome to do whatever he wanted to Jack and Max....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the creepier the better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had one rule:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't mess with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He agreed. Over the next few days, I enjoyed his work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ENjsL3_Td2E/Tt0ZgCpKVrI/AAAAAAAABVE/zCBCDs6EWJs/s1600/2011-12-03+19.53.21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ENjsL3_Td2E/Tt0ZgCpKVrI/AAAAAAAABVE/zCBCDs6EWJs/s320/2011-12-03+19.53.21.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack found him in his bed....with a prize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkexRv5umW0/Tt0ZzLGuhBI/AAAAAAAABVM/5cv2X2WC65Y/s1600/2011-12-04+22.09.11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkexRv5umW0/Tt0ZzLGuhBI/AAAAAAAABVM/5cv2X2WC65Y/s320/2011-12-04+22.09.11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One night, Jack found him playing poker....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0aiFYswJNZw/Tt0bFEkGbGI/AAAAAAAABVU/mSyLcaOEJrs/s1600/IMG_2676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0aiFYswJNZw/Tt0bFEkGbGI/AAAAAAAABVU/mSyLcaOEJrs/s320/IMG_2676.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he must have moved the party to the pantry...Max found him the next morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JDqLGtwAxNE/Tt0c77nrMmI/AAAAAAAABVc/eajBC4C8TLw/s1600/IMG_2677.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JDqLGtwAxNE/Tt0c77nrMmI/AAAAAAAABVc/eajBC4C8TLw/s320/IMG_2677.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I found him stealing Jack's pop gun that Jack won at his Christmas party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6f-OblzO-2I/Tt0dtl_pQdI/AAAAAAAABVs/d-RPlGqO3ds/s1600/IMG_2679.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6f-OblzO-2I/Tt0dtl_pQdI/AAAAAAAABVs/d-RPlGqO3ds/s320/IMG_2679.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had to get on to Elwood for messing up our advent boxes...I worked hard on those tiny surprises!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4MzNwuBQKiY/Tt0uZ69CqNI/AAAAAAAABW8/OJm9YRKcXlE/s1600/IMG_2690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4MzNwuBQKiY/Tt0uZ69CqNI/AAAAAAAABW8/OJm9YRKcXlE/s320/IMG_2690.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I found Elwood making a list last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was thrilled to have a creepy elf in my home. This was going to be so much fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;BUT THEN.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-mhRmVEbng/Tt0i_wVAtbI/AAAAAAAABWU/O9VUTvB_VKs/s1600/IMG_2685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-mhRmVEbng/Tt0i_wVAtbI/AAAAAAAABWU/O9VUTvB_VKs/s320/IMG_2685.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ELWOOD!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my hair doesn't need anymore help looking crazy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS.......watch out for Elwood's friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-3285763121413166312?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3285763121413166312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/12/classic-maz-vs-elf-on-shelf.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3285763121413166312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3285763121413166312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/12/classic-maz-vs-elf-on-shelf.html' title='Classic MAZ vs. Elf on the Shelf'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z--_VoT8qVY/Tt0uanzhIVI/AAAAAAAABXE/LXeO5kpLbJc/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-217947679396793334</id><published>2011-12-04T17:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T18:31:40.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My sacrifice led to her being a model.....</title><content type='html'>I knew at an early age that I could crush the opportunities of everyone in my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not want my family to miss out on talent, smarts or beauty....&lt;br /&gt;....so I sacrificed my perfection for their future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to stay short.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to grow hair that would never be tamed.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to wear sweats, t-shirts and jeans...daily....&lt;br /&gt;which would eventually blind me to all fashion sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to be happy doing the minimum amount to finish EVERYTHING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece, Nicole, can thank me now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is appearing in the December/January issue of Justine Magazine.....GO BUY IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5NHesbKQo0/TtwDn8DnwgI/AAAAAAAABUE/xMdkkCTqyIw/s1600/IMG_2663.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5NHesbKQo0/TtwDn8DnwgI/AAAAAAAABUE/xMdkkCTqyIw/s320/IMG_2663.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(that is not her on the front)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B0ZX9h6UNQY/TtwFwVq2zEI/AAAAAAAABU0/8Dp2Y0ZYCrQ/s1600/IMG_2670.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B0ZX9h6UNQY/TtwFwVq2zEI/AAAAAAAABU0/8Dp2Y0ZYCrQ/s320/IMG_2670.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THIS is my beautiful niece!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pJGCVy75OdA/TtwD30v3JJI/AAAAAAAABUM/fDSp42jBGR4/s1600/IMG_2664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pJGCVy75OdA/TtwD30v3JJI/AAAAAAAABUM/fDSp42jBGR4/s320/IMG_2664.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As I was purchasing my items at Target, the checkerouterlady asked "are you buying the magazine?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"YES! My niece is in it!" I said excitedly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But perhaps too excitedly because my outburst earned me a look that you would give a scary, crazy talking, homeless person in a dark alley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tbEm9GfmapU/TtwENgijIiI/AAAAAAAABUU/fDePoUGfYbs/s1600/IMG_2665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tbEm9GfmapU/TtwENgijIiI/AAAAAAAABUU/fDePoUGfYbs/s320/IMG_2665.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"otherwise, I wouldn't be buying a TEEN magazine",&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the words unfortunately kept diarrheaing out of my mouth....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I turned to the shopper in line behind me..hoping for a smile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;SHE was buying 3 teen magazines....sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ru2UjJrodxQ/TtwEeYf2m7I/AAAAAAAABUc/0UxGoCSAO6Y/s1600/IMG_2667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ru2UjJrodxQ/TtwEeYf2m7I/AAAAAAAABUc/0UxGoCSAO6Y/s320/IMG_2667.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I finally shut up. HOWEVER, I wanted to tell them how my 17 year old niece is so thoughtful, a really great cousin to my two sons, a smart, mature girl that has a heart for missions, SUPER funny...and gorgeous....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVUJsmPxu5k/TtwE7EpNOMI/AAAAAAAABUk/h5lY0T1SqQE/s1600/IMG_2668.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVUJsmPxu5k/TtwE7EpNOMI/AAAAAAAABUk/h5lY0T1SqQE/s320/IMG_2668.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I wanted to open the magazine and show everyone around me all the pages that she "owned" with her brilliance! BUT...it was raining and cold and I did not want to post about me being escorted out of Target......not this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9zSZLU_3iE/TtwFWY-1BLI/AAAAAAAABUs/GEcPgXOYmnk/s1600/IMG_2669.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9zSZLU_3iE/TtwFWY-1BLI/AAAAAAAABUs/GEcPgXOYmnk/s320/IMG_2669.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;As I thumbed through the magazine, I saw a story on the "One And Only Queen".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"huh, Nicole must have told them about her favorite aunt.....me", I thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read further..&lt;br /&gt;..."you are pretty stiff, pretty uptight".....&lt;br /&gt;..."controling"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart began to beat faster as I searched for my name...or my picture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wfl8TC5oX0o/TtwG18tpzyI/AAAAAAAABU8/MOz_3L0sXDs/s1600/IMG_2671.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wfl8TC5oX0o/TtwG18tpzyI/AAAAAAAABU8/MOz_3L0sXDs/s320/IMG_2671.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;WHAT??? dern, they were talking about queen latifah.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-217947679396793334?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/217947679396793334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-sacrifice-led-to-her-being-model.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/217947679396793334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/217947679396793334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-sacrifice-led-to-her-being-model.html' title='My sacrifice led to her being a model.....'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5NHesbKQo0/TtwDn8DnwgI/AAAAAAAABUE/xMdkkCTqyIw/s72-c/IMG_2663.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-5364622883284195215</id><published>2011-12-03T09:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T09:54:28.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU SECRET SANTA!!</title><content type='html'>I won the jackpot at our Christmas Party! We played secret Santa and the package I chose contained this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peeramid.com/"&gt;Peeramid bookrest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jNE1T7runE/TtpCMXa9gZI/AAAAAAAABTU/YXdDptRZcK8/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jNE1T7runE/TtpCMXa9gZI/AAAAAAAABTU/YXdDptRZcK8/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already found a million wonderful uses!&lt;br /&gt;I did not want the entire "me" to be in the pictures....the camera adds 20 pounds!&lt;br /&gt;Or my eating habits....I forget the saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I wanted you to have proof that it is ME in the pictures so I included my feet!&lt;br /&gt;(reference to a section in previous post &lt;a href="http://www.classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/3365-12-of-34and-future-mechanic.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST, I immediately enjoyed the gift when I read a bedtime story to the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wbE-fAMs8dg/TtpCmo6LedI/AAAAAAAABTc/0cEMVVsh23A/s1600/IMG_2653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wbE-fAMs8dg/TtpCmo6LedI/AAAAAAAABTc/0cEMVVsh23A/s320/IMG_2653.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't have an ipad, but I am learning how to use it when blogging....&lt;br /&gt;I am sure I will eventually get used to hanging my head off the couch in order to see the screen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T0ugCgi2z4E/TtpC3tdMa3I/AAAAAAAABTk/5QWvZQKjMuM/s1600/IMG_2655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T0ugCgi2z4E/TtpC3tdMa3I/AAAAAAAABTk/5QWvZQKjMuM/s320/IMG_2655.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was reading some material to prepare myself for going back to work. I no longer have to find a place for my drink and snacks! They balance on the edge perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZMzdNLyUgs/TtpDIX2W0GI/AAAAAAAABTs/O-2MojTuRnA/s1600/IMG_2656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZMzdNLyUgs/TtpDIX2W0GI/AAAAAAAABTs/O-2MojTuRnA/s320/IMG_2656.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I have been very busy throughout the day, I often try a stress release activity by the time dinner rolls around. I can now "release stress" WHILE cooking!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9aKxRLTcvCI/TtpDYbayxEI/AAAAAAAABT0/iJm3vUkyV_I/s1600/IMG_2657.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9aKxRLTcvCI/TtpDYbayxEI/AAAAAAAABT0/iJm3vUkyV_I/s320/IMG_2657.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I LOVE using it to hide my great hand in Solitaire POKER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXVwUWipO0M/TtpDu9jWwrI/AAAAAAAABT8/A4KkqXN06PI/s1600/IMG_2658.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXVwUWipO0M/TtpDu9jWwrI/AAAAAAAABT8/A4KkqXN06PI/s320/IMG_2658.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am so thankful that I did not choose the gifts that contained the Starbuck's Gift Card or the Christmas Story Leg Lamp Nightlight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Peeramid has truly made my life more relaxing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;THANK YOU SECRET SANTA!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-5364622883284195215?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5364622883284195215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/12/thank-you-secret-santa.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/5364622883284195215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/5364622883284195215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/12/thank-you-secret-santa.html' title='THANK YOU SECRET SANTA!!'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jNE1T7runE/TtpCMXa9gZI/AAAAAAAABTU/YXdDptRZcK8/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-1965351433992202152</id><published>2011-11-30T11:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T11:52:20.957-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't have a problem......do you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am not a "sweet" person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;WAIT!! that is not nice...I heard all the readers mumbling in agreement....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am not talking about my personality....thank you very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am talking about taste preference. I would rather have salty than sweet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I rarely crave candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;BUT....in the past few years, around the holiday times...I have started getting hooked on one candy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last year it was the M&amp;amp;Ms with pretzels inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Another year it was Nerds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Another year it was sour gummies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This year....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tootsie Roll Pops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have developed the habit of enjoying a Tootsie Roll Pop while I am working.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And lately.... I have been busy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9BPjGr_qVNg/TtZk-dbYrUI/AAAAAAAABTM/zh27jFIe_UU/s1600/IMG_2643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9BPjGr_qVNg/TtZk-dbYrUI/AAAAAAAABTM/zh27jFIe_UU/s320/IMG_2643.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This makes me feel like I am Comet in a scene from the movie Santa Clause 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It is at the end of this clip:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(fast forward to about 2:03)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/Jd2s_YpZpGc/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jd2s_YpZpGc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jd2s_YpZpGc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-1965351433992202152?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1965351433992202152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-dont-have-problemdo-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1965351433992202152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1965351433992202152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-dont-have-problemdo-you.html' title='I don&apos;t have a problem......do you?'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9BPjGr_qVNg/TtZk-dbYrUI/AAAAAAAABTM/zh27jFIe_UU/s72-c/IMG_2643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-385559201761489438</id><published>2011-11-27T15:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T16:21:17.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am not a shopper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If I don't have a specific thing to buy or money to spend, then I find shopping to be a frustrating experience.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;EXCEPT the time between Black Friday and Christmas Eve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love to be right in the middle of all the holiday shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;WHY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love to observe human behaviors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love to watch the "Christmas spirit" bring out the interesting behaviors in every person!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlilTpl-uWE/TtKwdF2mUnI/AAAAAAAABS0/Ea6bkeeVqlY/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlilTpl-uWE/TtKwdF2mUnI/AAAAAAAABS0/Ea6bkeeVqlY/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(stolen pic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;YOUNG MOMS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I observed a mother in Target this afternoon. She had her young son in the cart and she was placing "secret Christmas items" underneath the cart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mom: "look at those cookies!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Son turns away from mom to look where mom is pointing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mom blindly grabs an item and slings it under the cart while her gaze is on her son. Then inevitably she has to buy the cookies that she pointed out because NOW her son is whining for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;FAIL...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I wondered if she grabbed the right item. She looked at me with panic in her eyes. I smiled and laughed to myself. It must be her first kid. By her second, she will just be buying Christmas right under their noses without any fake distractions or worry! If my kids ever SAW what I was putting in the basket and actually paid attention, they never thought it was for them. I never bought them anything while out shopping!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;THE COUPLES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love seeing the dating couple or young marrieds shop together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The man is either pretending to be interested because he is unsure of their commitment level, or he is naively showing his boredom NEAR the lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mzGqLsZzfLM/TtKyrfbwAEI/AAAAAAAABS8/x02a-SZqTbI/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mzGqLsZzfLM/TtKyrfbwAEI/AAAAAAAABS8/x02a-SZqTbI/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(stolen pic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know when I have found a "seasoned" couple because the man is reading a book at the front of the store (prepared before the trip) and the woman is not in sight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wHSzX1Kmi4/TtKz-kzS4LI/AAAAAAAABTE/bMNIjihENcI/s1600/images-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wHSzX1Kmi4/TtKz-kzS4LI/AAAAAAAABTE/bMNIjihENcI/s1600/images-1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(stolen pic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;CONVERSATIONS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As I stroll through the store calm and happy, I hear the conversations from random shoppers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mother yelling at her preteen:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"I'm tired of you asking for things everywhere you go! Don't you know it is about damn time for Christmas?"--NICE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Grumpy old man that apparently forgot his book:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Why would you spend ten dollars more for the name brand? The kid will never know the difference if you just get this one!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They were looking at the Disney Cars and he picked up a Matchbox car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The woman jerked the Matchbox car out of his hand and threw it on the shelf and loaded the cart with Disney Cars. The man swore under his breath, made a comment about her IQ and walked to the next aisle. --MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HUSTLE AND BUSTLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The other day, we were driving in the worst area to travel in Memphis (near the mall) and I saw some heads bobbing to music. I thought "they are having a fun shopping day". &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I looked to see if they had a religious bumper sticker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(my pics)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WE93pnY-h-o/TtKupyWU2kI/AAAAAAAABSk/cqfu4vl99Ao/s1600/2011-11-19+11.26.16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WE93pnY-h-o/TtKupyWU2kI/AAAAAAAABSk/cqfu4vl99Ao/s320/2011-11-19+11.26.16.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DG8NLjKWLUg/TtKurCK3WcI/AAAAAAAABSs/zro-c0EotBQ/s1600/2011-11-19+11.26.38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DG8NLjKWLUg/TtKurCK3WcI/AAAAAAAABSs/zro-c0EotBQ/s320/2011-11-19+11.26.38.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Readers, I want you to remember that if Lord Vader can be happy while shopping at Christmas time, then so can you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be of cheer this season! Jesus did not come for toys and clothes. He came for YOU!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-385559201761489438?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/385559201761489438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/black-friday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/385559201761489438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/385559201761489438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlilTpl-uWE/TtKwdF2mUnI/AAAAAAAABS0/Ea6bkeeVqlY/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-4017454973451922139</id><published>2011-11-18T13:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T16:11:25.795-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The MAZenheim Museum</title><content type='html'>This post is mostly for our artistic family members that do not live near us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max had is own blog MAX ART....but google kicked him off the blog, email and some games because he wasn't 13 yet. I want Max to continue to share his art through my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art project for October was a study on the artists, Seurat and Signac.&lt;br /&gt;(pointillism, neo-impressionism)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9JgcUjRESRA/TsbRq4g6CdI/AAAAAAAABRM/4HEHF7gw42w/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9JgcUjRESRA/TsbRq4g6CdI/AAAAAAAABRM/4HEHF7gw42w/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;George Seurat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Or you might know him for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spvzMi0i2sQ/TsbSXvQTuWI/AAAAAAAABRk/rb4OKvBrxzs/s1600/images-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spvzMi0i2sQ/TsbSXvQTuWI/AAAAAAAABRk/rb4OKvBrxzs/s1600/images-2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;George Seurat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A Sunday Afternoon at La Jatte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xc__3qaV0D0/TsbRrrhsXvI/AAAAAAAABRc/22bSfv_Mc58/s1600/images-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xc__3qaV0D0/TsbRrrhsXvI/AAAAAAAABRc/22bSfv_Mc58/s1600/images-1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Paul Signac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcCHpv8pfzw/Tsa2r1bRVmI/AAAAAAAABQ0/jlDYh-vr0aU/s1600/IMG_2585.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcCHpv8pfzw/Tsa2r1bRVmI/AAAAAAAABQ0/jlDYh-vr0aU/s320/IMG_2585.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Using a hole puncher, construction paper and printfoam board with adhesive back, Max created the above picture. He chose this subject because both artists were influenced by the boats and dock scenes of France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The art project for November was a study on the artist, Joan Miro. Much of his art was "kid-like".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yQ29i7KLiOs/TsbSuWyZNLI/AAAAAAAABRs/e00ACtmW19k/s1600/images-3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yQ29i7KLiOs/TsbSuWyZNLI/AAAAAAAABRs/e00ACtmW19k/s1600/images-3.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Joan Miro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oAWlgsrymQk/TsbRrA5CBsI/AAAAAAAABRU/kKXwIw8-xOU/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oAWlgsrymQk/TsbRrA5CBsI/AAAAAAAABRU/kKXwIw8-xOU/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Joan Miro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cFtkK4u9Hpg/Tsa2UW3jZfI/AAAAAAAABQs/rA3olVtvivY/s1600/IMG_2602.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cFtkK4u9Hpg/Tsa2UW3jZfI/AAAAAAAABQs/rA3olVtvivY/s320/IMG_2602.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Using various sizes of chenille stems and a plastic canvas, Max created two works in one!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Look closely. There is a yellow monster with a pink tail that is after a purple man.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Look again! The entire work is a face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(also notice his sign and date)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Max has always loved crafts/art projects, but lately he has had an art addiction!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One day after school, Max decided he wanted a giant fall tree in his room. Using paper towel rolls, duct tape, a fast food drink carrier, rocks (for sturdiness in the base) and every single one of my hot glue sticks (gritting teeth).....Max created this tree:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jtg93ml4UeA/Tsa9hkwH5kI/AAAAAAAABRE/X10Blflg8t4/s1600/IMG_2631.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jtg93ml4UeA/Tsa9hkwH5kI/AAAAAAAABRE/X10Blflg8t4/s320/IMG_2631.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He was going to carve an owl out of soap and make colorful leaves out of construction paper....but he decided he liked the "winter" look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Another day, Max painted this huge picture of Bellatrix (and her wand) from Harry Potter. He says he will be making giant paintings of Harry, Voldermort, and more....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vI29tw2lsvQ/Tsa9ZFk9QeI/AAAAAAAABQ8/1FGcmnIuCOM/s1600/IMG_2629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vI29tw2lsvQ/Tsa9ZFk9QeI/AAAAAAAABQ8/1FGcmnIuCOM/s320/IMG_2629.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XErw1_Kq2hg/TsbTo1kwVLI/AAAAAAAABR0/sUZsK4u0cHc/s1600/DownloadedFile-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XErw1_Kq2hg/TsbTo1kwVLI/AAAAAAAABR0/sUZsK4u0cHc/s1600/DownloadedFile-1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Max's above painting was straight from his head/thoughts....I was looking for a photo for those of you not familiar with Harry Potter characters.....He did a good job!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As you can imagine...my house has become quite the art museum with Jack and Max's creations!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MHqkbmTLtgY/TsbVWTmBAqI/AAAAAAAABR8/SvwJrbp9-lg/s1600/IMG_2632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MHqkbmTLtgY/TsbVWTmBAqI/AAAAAAAABR8/SvwJrbp9-lg/s320/IMG_2632.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of my dining room walls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8g1NrGvq-X4/TsbVntWjXwI/AAAAAAAABSE/k_J5qEquauM/s1600/IMG_2633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8g1NrGvq-X4/TsbVntWjXwI/AAAAAAAABSE/k_J5qEquauM/s320/IMG_2633.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;another dining room wall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VbufwF5K0eI/TsbV6_ub-eI/AAAAAAAABSM/TPkCQ47ysSc/s1600/IMG_2634.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VbufwF5K0eI/TsbV6_ub-eI/AAAAAAAABSM/TPkCQ47ysSc/s320/IMG_2634.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;another dining room wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xgn8nsVtsv0/TsbWPEhqXzI/AAAAAAAABSU/wAeUlyZhsak/s1600/IMG_2636.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xgn8nsVtsv0/TsbWPEhqXzI/AAAAAAAABSU/wAeUlyZhsak/s320/IMG_2636.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a wall in my bedroom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0-Tw2J7zChc/TsbWfY_SvtI/AAAAAAAABSc/o3VDpW1bg48/s1600/IMG_2638.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0-Tw2J7zChc/TsbWfY_SvtI/AAAAAAAABSc/o3VDpW1bg48/s320/IMG_2638.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a bulletin board in my office area....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That concludes your visual tour of The MAZenheim Museum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-4017454973451922139?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4017454973451922139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/mazenheim-museum.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/4017454973451922139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/4017454973451922139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/mazenheim-museum.html' title='The MAZenheim Museum'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9JgcUjRESRA/TsbRq4g6CdI/AAAAAAAABRM/4HEHF7gw42w/s72-c/DownloadedFile.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-224062660544419994</id><published>2011-11-13T15:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T16:10:50.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sewing in circles...</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday afternoon was quiet, boring, long and dreary....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were occupied with their entertainment and Jeff was out of town.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to sew a quick, small project to pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hour later, I caught myself planning and creating a fun, Sunday afternoon project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR hours later, I realized I had created a "more than Sunday" project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistake #1: &amp;nbsp;I did not create a project for the sewing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistake #2: &amp;nbsp;For creative purposes (ha ha ha..makes me laugh to think I have creative purposes), I needed to sew each piece by hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistake #3: &amp;nbsp;I am in the middle of going back to work, organizing the boys academics to be more independent (because I won't be home all day), and beginning to plan Kids Mission (a semi-big event at my church).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly one week later, I finished the project!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sew each piece together, I ended up sitting on a stool, hunched over my bed and sewing about 3 to 4 hours every day for a.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;table cover....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cShVNnpnpjQ/TsA8KJSdgvI/AAAAAAAABQU/5V8a3-GTLJM/s1600/IMG_2617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cShVNnpnpjQ/TsA8KJSdgvI/AAAAAAAABQU/5V8a3-GTLJM/s320/IMG_2617.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a unique, one-of-a-kind, crazy table cover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I used scraps of what I already had and moved the circles around in different placements until I was satisfied with the colors and pattern....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;When I placed it on the table this afternoon, I smiled with pride....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;and then my face fell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;That white circle doesn't work!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HKYS0MyWPkA/TsA8t4VYLBI/AAAAAAAABQc/ZcaIbfTX9OE/s1600/IMG_2619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HKYS0MyWPkA/TsA8t4VYLBI/AAAAAAAABQc/ZcaIbfTX9OE/s320/IMG_2619.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;problem solved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Some of you may have caught in the beginning of this post that I am going back to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I will write more about that one day but for now I will share that I have a few leads that I am very interested in pursuing. Some of you may or may not understand when I say "I felt led...or just knew.." that it is time for me to go back to work!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;To answer a few questions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*No, it is not out of "desperation" for money...however, the extra income will be helpful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*No, I am not sending my kids to school (yet..ha ha). We will continue to home school. That should add more blog material....me working AND teaching the boys at home! It can be done. We won't be following a traditional &amp;nbsp;daily school schedule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Yes, it is a good thing! I feel excitement and peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Yes, I will continue my blog...I have always written it for me..like a diary! I just share it with the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-224062660544419994?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/224062660544419994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/sewing-in-circles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/224062660544419994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/224062660544419994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/sewing-in-circles.html' title='Sewing in circles...'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cShVNnpnpjQ/TsA8KJSdgvI/AAAAAAAABQU/5V8a3-GTLJM/s72-c/IMG_2617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-2649442343282434033</id><published>2011-11-09T16:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T16:55:01.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3/365, 1/2 of 3/4...and a future mechanic..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I noticed a trend/fad on facebook over the summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pictures of feet on the beach or by a pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;About 3/4ths of my "facebook friends" went to the beach this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1/2 of those people took a picture of their feet at the beach (or by a pool).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I found this strange, but then realized...if you are by yourself and want a picture for evidence...of being at a beach or pool....then logically, you take a picture of your feet! Everybody knows the toes....right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I would never do that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;TMI time.....I brought home a souvenir from my swim class at the UofM.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am officially/medically an athelete!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want to prove that I was enjoying my backyard today.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eev4zV4HXBU/Trr8mcNViJI/AAAAAAAABOA/LsldqVahbMk/s1600/2011-11-09+13.33.40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eev4zV4HXBU/Trr8mcNViJI/AAAAAAAABOA/LsldqVahbMk/s320/2011-11-09+13.33.40.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now you know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There are about 3 perfect days out of 365 that I can enjoy my backyard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Free of heat and mosquitoes....and no freezing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ANlVTTDqr2k/Trr7sNoVcHI/AAAAAAAABNw/SNEPAjQouZk/s1600/2011-11-09+13.32.09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ANlVTTDqr2k/Trr7sNoVcHI/AAAAAAAABNw/SNEPAjQouZk/s320/2011-11-09+13.32.09.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ii-sNp1gJyI/Trr8MREPFaI/AAAAAAAABN4/zvVewq81hxU/s1600/2011-11-09+13.32.23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ii-sNp1gJyI/Trr8MREPFaI/AAAAAAAABN4/zvVewq81hxU/s320/2011-11-09+13.32.23.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I took time to enjoy God's creation (rare for me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I laid my head back while I gently rocked the swing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I enjoyed the slight chill in the air and decided to practice the discipline of being silent....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;WHAT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HUH?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I CAN'T HEAR THE SILENCE.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I sat up and enjoyed the roar of the military plane flying over my house, the 4 trains alerting drivers as they crossed intersections, and the 7 leaf blowers maintaining the condos across the street......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;As I sewed and swung..I noticed Max was quietly working on something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Apparently his Hummer from his 3rd or 4th Christmas was broken down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He has not played with it in about 5 or 6 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I watched him and realized he inherited his father's passion for fixing/taking things apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8T_qi47hpQ/Trr9t1uh2-I/AAAAAAAABOI/nKFn5gElk2Y/s1600/2011-11-09+13.38.11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8T_qi47hpQ/Trr9t1uh2-I/AAAAAAAABOI/nKFn5gElk2Y/s320/2011-11-09+13.38.11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lQIEWfKr--Y/Trr-Hx_BfdI/AAAAAAAABOQ/kUIhwxOfYc4/s1600/2011-11-09+13.39.56.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lQIEWfKr--Y/Trr-Hx_BfdI/AAAAAAAABOQ/kUIhwxOfYc4/s320/2011-11-09+13.39.56.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I got a glimpse of Max as a car owner with Jeff's philosophy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"I can fix it or make it better!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dB1PHl01fMo/TrsDowxmblI/AAAAAAAABOY/oxDn4zc18YI/s1600/2011-11-09+13.41.31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dB1PHl01fMo/TrsDowxmblI/AAAAAAAABOY/oxDn4zc18YI/s320/2011-11-09+13.41.31.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Too bad you can't do this to a real car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Max spent about 3 hours working on his car. It won't work on battery anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The plan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;saw out the bottom and make it a "flintstone" powered car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If any kid can do it, Max can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-2649442343282434033?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2649442343282434033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/3365-12-of-34and-future-mechanic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/2649442343282434033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/2649442343282434033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/3365-12-of-34and-future-mechanic.html' title='3/365, 1/2 of 3/4...and a future mechanic..'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eev4zV4HXBU/Trr8mcNViJI/AAAAAAAABOA/LsldqVahbMk/s72-c/2011-11-09+13.33.40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-5306518219397960313</id><published>2011-11-07T09:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T09:26:17.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All your "needs" in a shoe box....</title><content type='html'>Think of items that you NEED....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should give you some time to discuss, think, and list what your NEEDS truly are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excluding shelter, could you fit life's necessities in a shoe box???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about this....could you fit an EXCELLENT Christmas in a shoe box?&lt;br /&gt;(no liquids, nothing that melts, no perishables, no money!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My box?&lt;br /&gt;I would hope to receive.......&lt;br /&gt;cozy socks (the fuzzy holiday kind)&lt;br /&gt;a book&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;kitchen towels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really hard to come up with stuff....and none of mine were necessities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church's Children Ministry does about 4 to 5 mission projects every year.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite is the Christmas Shoe Box project for Operation Christmas Child (through Samaritan's Purse). If you haven't heard of it or want more info go to their website &lt;a href="http://www.samaritanspurse.org/index.php/OCC/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boxes are going to kids that are praying for pencils so they can do their school work. Soap, washcloth, toothpaste and toothbrushes are a luxury. The children and their families are happy to see the arrival of the boxes and the volunteers that bring the message of God's love for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned over the past few years of being involved with different ministries that I am not really needed! God can take care of us and His Will will be done! My purpose is to glorify God. When we organize mission projects, participate, give, volunteer, etc....we are bringing glory to God, his love, his name!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love passing this message on to our children!&lt;br /&gt;They have enjoyed the projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year we filled about 60 boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we filled about 150. (I have not done the final count yet!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful to be a part of a loving and giving church family!&lt;br /&gt;I am overwhelmed at the response and thought that these kids put into this project!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cZkbgHGA1s0/TrfvYjIlFHI/AAAAAAAABMg/T1AcBdCrcv4/s1600/IMG_2591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cZkbgHGA1s0/TrfvYjIlFHI/AAAAAAAABMg/T1AcBdCrcv4/s320/IMG_2591.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;empty boxes ready to be "Christmas" to a little kid somewhere in this world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5vV32RiBVF8/Trfv2V9PaDI/AAAAAAAABMw/m9vwyEqq6HI/s1600/IMG_2593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5vV32RiBVF8/Trfv2V9PaDI/AAAAAAAABMw/m9vwyEqq6HI/s320/IMG_2593.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;soap, washcloths, toothpaste, toothbrushes, combs, small toys, pencils, crayons, coloring books, hard candy, flashlights (with extra batteries)....separated and ready to be packed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-dBhyruGts/TrfwOqhdVoI/AAAAAAAABNA/t9JmYH_qTz4/s1600/IMG_2595.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o-dBhyruGts/TrfwOqhdVoI/AAAAAAAABNA/t9JmYH_qTz4/s320/IMG_2595.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the kids thoughtfully packing each box for an unknown child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gXbONgSN1dQ/TrfwgYZEBUI/AAAAAAAABNI/aq8wmXKxd2w/s1600/IMG_2596.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gXbONgSN1dQ/TrfwgYZEBUI/AAAAAAAABNI/aq8wmXKxd2w/s320/IMG_2596.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I loved watching them take their time picking out a color of comb, style of sock, variety of candy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FwfCEvOSdRA/TrfwtyPdBOI/AAAAAAAABNQ/cVyyfehv0YQ/s1600/IMG_2597.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FwfCEvOSdRA/TrfwtyPdBOI/AAAAAAAABNQ/cVyyfehv0YQ/s320/IMG_2597.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;making decisions of how to best pack the box to fit more toys&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pc89bMZnZkk/Trfw-EIQCdI/AAAAAAAABNY/UnWK0Mfp0-A/s1600/IMG_2598.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pc89bMZnZkk/Trfw-EIQCdI/AAAAAAAABNY/UnWK0Mfp0-A/s320/IMG_2598.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;really working hard to stuff as much as they could into a box as they thought about each kid receiving the box&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t3vkWw7Y3Lg/TrfxMJUjrNI/AAAAAAAABNg/uD5tL2cRSOU/s1600/IMG_2599.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t3vkWw7Y3Lg/TrfxMJUjrNI/AAAAAAAABNg/uD5tL2cRSOU/s320/IMG_2599.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For some of you, this might be painful...but this holiday season...try to teach yourself and your children about NEEDS and WANTS. You may think that it would be sad for your child if they did not get what is on their Christmas list.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;NOT TRUE!! I know from experience that your children will receive a different and better feeling if they give up some of their WANTS to be able to give to someone else!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Check your city's ministries! Give toys and coats to those who NEED them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Check out the above link and pack a box!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Make this Holiday Season FANTASTIC!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Give away Christmas !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-5306518219397960313?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5306518219397960313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-your-needs-in-shoe-box.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/5306518219397960313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/5306518219397960313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-your-needs-in-shoe-box.html' title='All your &quot;needs&quot; in a shoe box....'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cZkbgHGA1s0/TrfvYjIlFHI/AAAAAAAABMg/T1AcBdCrcv4/s72-c/IMG_2591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-3715523128905299135</id><published>2011-11-03T16:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T16:02:00.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is up with Jeff's face?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sorry single ladies...I stole the most handsome man in the world back in 1995...you all will just have to settle!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love full beards and especially on my handsome Jeff!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;His hair has successfully migrated from the top of his head to his face.....hubba hubba!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cRVEK2dFaJo/TrLvyeGEN3I/AAAAAAAABMI/XWz1sjwh6hU/s1600/IMG_2589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cRVEK2dFaJo/TrLvyeGEN3I/AAAAAAAABMI/XWz1sjwh6hU/s320/IMG_2589.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HOT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jeff is not only handsome BUT also very giving!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He gave up his MANLY beard for Su Casa Family Ministries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-faSVUiHCw-o/TrLwD9lnS1I/AAAAAAAABMQ/YwJcX18PFWM/s1600/IMG_2590.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-faSVUiHCw-o/TrLwD9lnS1I/AAAAAAAABMQ/YwJcX18PFWM/s320/IMG_2590.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Su Casa is holding its First Annual Ask Me About My Stache Fundraiser!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5S-vlYx7S08/TrLykHnj17I/AAAAAAAABMY/_y7fkEMq1NU/s1600/276410_124257537608437_827300568_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5S-vlYx7S08/TrLykHnj17I/AAAAAAAABMY/_y7fkEMq1NU/s1600/276410_124257537608437_827300568_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You can find out all the details and rules...&lt;a href="http://www.sucasamemphis.org/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just follow the link and click on the icon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When someone asks the man about his stache...he is to tell them about Su Casa and ask for a donation toward his "growing stache".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If the man gets $500 or more, he is in The Selleck Society!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/BxhqVrbixZc/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BxhqVrbixZc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BxhqVrbixZc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;EVERYBODY....ask Jeff about his face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Donate to Su Casa....join in the fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You can ask him on facebook, email or by phone if you don't see him around town!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You can easily donate on line (the above link) or write a check!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(easier ways to get your donation tax thingy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Help Jeff reach Selleck Status.....and support a great ministry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You are welcome to share this blog post or the Su Casa link!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-3715523128905299135?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3715523128905299135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-is-up-with-jeffs-face.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3715523128905299135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3715523128905299135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-is-up-with-jeffs-face.html' title='What is up with Jeff&apos;s face?'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cRVEK2dFaJo/TrLvyeGEN3I/AAAAAAAABMI/XWz1sjwh6hU/s72-c/IMG_2589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-7944868219390031667</id><published>2011-11-01T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T23:51:33.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Want to see travel pics? mwhahahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pretend I have shown up at your house with my slide carousel, projector, popcorn and sodas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Showing travel pics is never as much fun for the viewers as it is for the "traveler" as they narrate and flip through the pics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So I am going to have fun and you are going to pretend not to be bored.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Boys And I Go On A Halloween Vacation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I packed the car, stopped for a quick orthodontist appointment for Jack, picked up some drinks and then began our road trip...our destination was an hour and a half away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We headed out of Memphis, past the Lakeland exit..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;up next..Somerville exits....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;DEAD STOP! For the next 45 minutes, we crept..stopped...crept....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T9OZqAmEKnE/TrC61mmpzvI/AAAAAAAABJw/pp3Th_Z7i9g/s1600/2011-10-28+11.14.53.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T9OZqAmEKnE/TrC61mmpzvI/AAAAAAAABJw/pp3Th_Z7i9g/s320/2011-10-28+11.14.53.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long 2 1/2 hour drive, loud music, bad headache.....We finally arrived at my in-laws house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpQKJS5lnGo/TrC7SFBYvgI/AAAAAAAABJ4/whCeNNZ3IDY/s1600/IMG_2542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpQKJS5lnGo/TrC7SFBYvgI/AAAAAAAABJ4/whCeNNZ3IDY/s320/IMG_2542.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The boys immediately started fighting....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Me: "GIRLS! stop it!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jack: "hey, take our picture standing in that stupid pose the girls do in their pictures..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jRKgSvwOrEI/TrC78MP1FMI/AAAAAAAABKI/HQTGec3sZEQ/s1600/IMG_2544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jRKgSvwOrEI/TrC78MP1FMI/AAAAAAAABKI/HQTGec3sZEQ/s320/IMG_2544.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pay attention females....it IS a stupid pose! For heaven's sake...who started the "I have to pee" pose?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Fabulous, fantastic, fun filled four day of fallmania!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1NOJLg5i7Y/TrC7_UEaxdI/AAAAAAAABKQ/5mipcKlE9N4/s1600/2011-10-29+13.26.18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1NOJLg5i7Y/TrC7_UEaxdI/AAAAAAAABKQ/5mipcKlE9N4/s320/2011-10-29+13.26.18.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Max went to the "wooden playground"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack stayed home (he is still energy disabled)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys carved pumpkins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f82o3HtYaec/TrC8UFnGMlI/AAAAAAAABKY/VJxaGo0WUAg/s1600/IMG_2549.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f82o3HtYaec/TrC8UFnGMlI/AAAAAAAABKY/VJxaGo0WUAg/s320/IMG_2549.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack and Jack-o-lantern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zwrgy9YXvOI/TrC8rhHWcMI/AAAAAAAABKg/IgctmpncZOs/s1600/IMG_2551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zwrgy9YXvOI/TrC8rhHWcMI/AAAAAAAABKg/IgctmpncZOs/s320/IMG_2551.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Max!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PBPZUaUhQm0/TrC87txNloI/AAAAAAAABKo/_smaBzHlcvs/s1600/IMG_2554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PBPZUaUhQm0/TrC87txNloI/AAAAAAAABKo/_smaBzHlcvs/s320/IMG_2554.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys do a great job on pumpkins every year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(I am so glad they are old enough to do it with NO HELP)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a corn maze/farm festival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I thought "oops, this is for little kids!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5LtUyNQp49I/TrC9NIFkliI/AAAAAAAABKw/ihEjU4vI5wQ/s1600/IMG_2555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5LtUyNQp49I/TrC9NIFkliI/AAAAAAAABKw/ihEjU4vI5wQ/s320/IMG_2555.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;When most teens (12 and 14) would be sullen, pouty, or mopey in a "kiddie" area..&lt;br /&gt;These wonderful boys created their own fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N46BaDYHd1k/TrC9aK_RCKI/AAAAAAAABK4/mW37ydGMCNE/s1600/IMG_2557.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N46BaDYHd1k/TrC9aK_RCKI/AAAAAAAABK4/mW37ydGMCNE/s320/IMG_2557.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It payed off! We entered the "all age" fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AbFtFq6KxQw/TrC9n_ONxKI/AAAAAAAABLA/9ivsziyLCdI/s1600/IMG_2563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AbFtFq6KxQw/TrC9n_ONxKI/AAAAAAAABLA/9ivsziyLCdI/s320/IMG_2563.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jumping in the cotton!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;running across tractor tires!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Corn maze with a "game twist"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"hay ride" in an enormous cotton trailer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;feeding farm animals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_kZRNlru7MI/TrC92Zvc4wI/AAAAAAAABLI/ytIumz1d978/s1600/IMG_2572.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_kZRNlru7MI/TrC92Zvc4wI/AAAAAAAABLI/ytIumz1d978/s320/IMG_2572.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The picture does not do this goat justice!! It's hair looked like a toupee and it also had a goatee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The boys want me to get this giant tube for our back yard! What is it called? and where can I get one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RHC4gKBI_CI/TrC99dA3OeI/AAAAAAAABLQ/GupWm5zfwvE/s1600/2011-10-30+15.40.27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RHC4gKBI_CI/TrC99dA3OeI/AAAAAAAABLQ/GupWm5zfwvE/s320/2011-10-30+15.40.27.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Max enjoyed the "hay jump" and the "adult safe" slide (in the background)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wsWq9XJ6AUE/TrC-QCy4MRI/AAAAAAAABLo/wejyNcA7khs/s1600/2011-10-30+15.48.27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wsWq9XJ6AUE/TrC-QCy4MRI/AAAAAAAABLo/wejyNcA7khs/s320/2011-10-30+15.48.27.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack did one "hay jump" but by this time...his energy was gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOWs1oJL7XE/TrC-KfJQe-I/AAAAAAAABLg/e562cHB54XQ/s1600/2011-10-30+15.45.42.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOWs1oJL7XE/TrC-KfJQe-I/AAAAAAAABLg/e562cHB54XQ/s320/2011-10-30+15.45.42.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;everybody say "awww poor jack!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xk3oWYytLw0/TrC-DLs_CyI/AAAAAAAABLY/S3fiJifbISE/s1600/2011-10-30+15.42.50.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xk3oWYytLw0/TrC-DLs_CyI/AAAAAAAABLY/S3fiJifbISE/s320/2011-10-30+15.42.50.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great time with Gran and Pop Pop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...for the real reason we came???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Baptist Trenton's Trunk or Treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R1Z37g5zkjk/TrC-mwn6o5I/AAAAAAAABLw/mKOSNLgwXMQ/s1600/IMG_2583.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R1Z37g5zkjk/TrC-mwn6o5I/AAAAAAAABLw/mKOSNLgwXMQ/s320/IMG_2583.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The boys have enjoyed this year after year!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They usually plan and create an awesome costume that makes everybody stop and look at them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This year, Jack feared he may not feel like it so he chose this "zip hoodie" and Max joined him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everybody STILL stopped to look at them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They looked awesome...especially after dark!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Max sat very still and most people thought he wasn't real...then he would move his head a tad and the kids would jump!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jack handed out candy and some kids were too afraid to get the candy from him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What? Where was Jeff?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My poor husband spent the last week working hard on a trial in St. Louis....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hate that we have fun while he works such long hours and misses out on life for weeks at a time...stuck behind a computer.....creating graphics.....never getting out.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-en17zF2bwJ8/TrDKecX6l8I/AAAAAAAABMA/nmvaUyPMebs/s1600/IMAG0121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-en17zF2bwJ8/TrDKecX6l8I/AAAAAAAABMA/nmvaUyPMebs/s320/IMAG0121.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hmmmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;congrats to the Cards!! #1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(no, he did not attend the game...watched it in his hotel room BESIDE the stadium...then joined the party!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-7944868219390031667?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7944868219390031667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/want-to-see-travel-pics-mwhahahaha.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7944868219390031667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7944868219390031667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/want-to-see-travel-pics-mwhahahaha.html' title='Want to see travel pics? mwhahahaha'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T9OZqAmEKnE/TrC61mmpzvI/AAAAAAAABJw/pp3Th_Z7i9g/s72-c/2011-10-28+11.14.53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-8150185897814952018</id><published>2011-10-27T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T21:43:02.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chef Max!!</title><content type='html'>I have not cooked a meal this week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been so nice to have a personal chef all week.&lt;br /&gt;He planned the meals.&lt;br /&gt;He cooked the meals.&lt;br /&gt;AND he cleaned up the kitchen after each meal!!&lt;br /&gt;(Jack helped clean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Chef Max!&lt;br /&gt;He loves to cook and create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sX23fsmms50/TqoO_5_QkXI/AAAAAAAABII/4rzy1iJ3uOI/s1600/IMG_2524.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sX23fsmms50/TqoO_5_QkXI/AAAAAAAABII/4rzy1iJ3uOI/s320/IMG_2524.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The first night we had Munch-A-Monster and Purple Cows. Max made pizza dough from scratch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(I have never done that!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZhMo7zdKMk/TqoPPmN73iI/AAAAAAAABIQ/flCRdZZkcVg/s1600/IMG_2525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZhMo7zdKMk/TqoPPmN73iI/AAAAAAAABIQ/flCRdZZkcVg/s320/IMG_2525.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He created a "monster" for each of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93d5JjD4y80/TqoPfPWBRmI/AAAAAAAABIY/topzXrDG-uU/s1600/IMG_2526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93d5JjD4y80/TqoPfPWBRmI/AAAAAAAABIY/topzXrDG-uU/s320/IMG_2526.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my "monster" pizza and purple cow in our scary skull cup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UhQx9YPDt30/TqoPvQCtJgI/AAAAAAAABIg/wFvvh4F44tw/s1600/IMG_2527.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UhQx9YPDt30/TqoPvQCtJgI/AAAAAAAABIg/wFvvh4F44tw/s320/IMG_2527.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Jeff's "monster" pizza. The one on the right looks like "perry the platypus"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night Max made Blood And Guts with fresh chopped onion and carrots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WtElRzozFbQ/TqoQQfTwy8I/AAAAAAAABIw/U4DfvEML5M0/s1600/IMG_2532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WtElRzozFbQ/TqoQQfTwy8I/AAAAAAAABIw/U4DfvEML5M0/s320/IMG_2532.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ikHe29VEO6Y/TqoQgqTfCDI/AAAAAAAABI4/zgAvwGlCaXM/s1600/IMG_2533.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ikHe29VEO6Y/TqoQgqTfCDI/AAAAAAAABI4/zgAvwGlCaXM/s320/IMG_2533.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I put toenail flakes on top of mine (parmesan cheese).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yj4eCDwqslA/TqoQsJoVGQI/AAAAAAAABJA/2zgUtjKTYKI/s1600/IMG_2534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yj4eCDwqslA/TqoQsJoVGQI/AAAAAAAABJA/2zgUtjKTYKI/s320/IMG_2534.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For dessert, we had dead hand with nerves and veins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(frozen jello/twizzlers)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Max asked me to make him an apron. I had a hard time creating an apron (with felt) that didn't look girly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yUyxKhF1Pdk/TqoQAiAIC3I/AAAAAAAABIo/SgSdWfk6ETk/s1600/IMG_2531.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yUyxKhF1Pdk/TqoQAiAIC3I/AAAAAAAABIo/SgSdWfk6ETk/s320/IMG_2531.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I made it like a tool apron with fire and goo coming out of the pockets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tLsxKs1GaSg/TqoQ9PYfdFI/AAAAAAAABJI/0L4PG4DbxOc/s1600/IMG_2535.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tLsxKs1GaSg/TqoQ9PYfdFI/AAAAAAAABJI/0L4PG4DbxOc/s320/IMG_2535.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The last night we had Axe Man's Fingers and Yetti Foot. Max invited my mom and dad to join us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hwfu73fjSrk/TqoRMvhrD_I/AAAAAAAABJQ/AEXcPxH5lME/s1600/IMG_2536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hwfu73fjSrk/TqoRMvhrD_I/AAAAAAAABJQ/AEXcPxH5lME/s320/IMG_2536.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Axe Man's fingers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(hot dogs with radish for finger nails)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fi4owf4PW8w/TqoRZBtkNbI/AAAAAAAABJY/ZgZ8AsGy0ZY/s1600/IMG_2537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fi4owf4PW8w/TqoRZBtkNbI/AAAAAAAABJY/ZgZ8AsGy0ZY/s320/IMG_2537.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yetti Foot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(mash potatoes, cheese....and Max added Rendezvous seasoning)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RGXd0uVaZmc/TqoR6QYBdaI/AAAAAAAABJo/vth3YZy6FHk/s1600/IMG_2541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RGXd0uVaZmc/TqoR6QYBdaI/AAAAAAAABJo/vth3YZy6FHk/s320/IMG_2541.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My dinner plate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VEAy2xJnJkc/TqoRtPztn7I/AAAAAAAABJg/sO5kZI85b7M/s1600/IMG_2540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VEAy2xJnJkc/TqoRtPztn7I/AAAAAAAABJg/sO5kZI85b7M/s320/IMG_2540.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Expect to see him on Food Network someday!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The food really was delicious! I have never really taught the boys to cook or anything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(I can barely do it myself!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Max did EVERYTHING on his own....and MUCH BETTER than I could ever do!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think I have my own personal chef!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;WOO HOO!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-8150185897814952018?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8150185897814952018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/chef-max.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/8150185897814952018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/8150185897814952018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/chef-max.html' title='Chef Max!!'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sX23fsmms50/TqoO_5_QkXI/AAAAAAAABII/4rzy1iJ3uOI/s72-c/IMG_2524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-987823111732316093</id><published>2011-10-25T15:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T16:38:32.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Many faces of MAZ</title><content type='html'>I had to take Jack back to the doctor today.&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY did not want to take him.&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY did not want to have to answer all the same questions.&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY did not want to do what we already did with Max for four months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCF1D9fJTiU/Tqcf6uVXK-I/AAAAAAAABGk/rAsc0P8OWnU/s1600/images-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCF1D9fJTiU/Tqcf6uVXK-I/AAAAAAAABGk/rAsc0P8OWnU/s1600/images-2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But....because of his "hard to breathe" complaints....I did not want to let it go and it end up being pneumonia or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room has a giant mirror on one wall. The doctor always knocks and opens the door slowly. This causes the doctor to look at our reflection in the mirror and us look at him through the mirror, when we greet him. All the doctors do it. It is strange and comical to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P_2w5xc7E4w/TqcgWzLmfpI/AAAAAAAABGs/wOxg2yWD3rQ/s1600/images-3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P_2w5xc7E4w/TqcgWzLmfpI/AAAAAAAABGs/wOxg2yWD3rQ/s1600/images-3.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor slowly opens the door with a polite smile on his face. Then he sees Jack in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;His face changes.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, Jack! You are still feeling bad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am prepared to answer back all the "usual" with:&lt;br /&gt;*no! you are wrong! there is no way that a kid with this illness could go to school or do regular activity!&lt;br /&gt;*no! it is not a sinus infection that we should "wait another week"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...the doctor popped my "frustration" bubble with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7X6StjpZsmI/TqcgpuPgEUI/AAAAAAAABG0/ZYvIGpd_Q9U/s1600/DownloadedFile-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7X6StjpZsmI/TqcgpuPgEUI/AAAAAAAABG0/ZYvIGpd_Q9U/s1600/DownloadedFile-1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WOW, he is so pale. He is definitely sick."&lt;br /&gt;and then he sits in front of Jack with a worried/concerned look on his face....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we really need to do more tests to make sure it isn't......&lt;br /&gt;....(list of things we ALREADY found Max did NOT have)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his questioning and discussion, I was able to politely tell the doctor all that I was making Jack do while he feels bad and say..&lt;br /&gt;"and there is no way that a kid with this illness could do regular activities and/or GO to school"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor responded "ok...yea....no! I see that!"&lt;br /&gt;"He needs to just be resting and staying hydrated...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt my "angry me" taking over...&lt;br /&gt;my hair began to rise...my eyes began to widen...&lt;br /&gt;I think I might have even started to hover in mid air..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dZT2Ndn8BqI/TqccJSMA92I/AAAAAAAABGM/ngekaRxeXgI/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dZT2Ndn8BqI/TqccJSMA92I/AAAAAAAABGM/ngekaRxeXgI/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to say "YOU TOLD ME TO MAKE HIM GO TO SCHOOL AND DO REGULAR ACTIVITIES EVEN WHEN I KNEW THAT HE COULDN'T AND IT WAS THE SAME THING MAX WENT THROUGH AND..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately the doctor kept on talking about how sick Jack looked....things we needed to rule out EVEN THOUGH we ruled it out with Max...for safety with Jack, we needed to still test him.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slowly cooled back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02fve365r4w/Tqcg6DLAG7I/AAAAAAAABG8/HIZfN833sPk/s1600/images-4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02fve365r4w/Tqcg6DLAG7I/AAAAAAAABG8/HIZfN833sPk/s1600/images-4.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did the blood work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found that it is NOT anemia and next week the other test should also tell us what it is NOT......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fine if we never find what it is...as long as Jack gets well and they both never get it again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST DON'T TELL ME TO SEND THEM TO SCHOOL AND MAKE THEM DO REGULAR ACTIVITIES.....ever....... again...........ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nmj-6pfGvRw/TqcfKU1R-TI/AAAAAAAABGc/hhZynhaRs0M/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nmj-6pfGvRw/TqcfKU1R-TI/AAAAAAAABGc/hhZynhaRs0M/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-987823111732316093?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/987823111732316093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/many-faces-of-maz.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/987823111732316093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/987823111732316093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/many-faces-of-maz.html' title='Many faces of MAZ'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCF1D9fJTiU/Tqcf6uVXK-I/AAAAAAAABGk/rAsc0P8OWnU/s72-c/images-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-7500153958477146701</id><published>2011-10-24T13:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T13:05:01.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I teach my kids at home?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Why do I teach my kids at home?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have NO idea.....can't really give a good reason.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I just want to use my degree to teach them myself&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(and not make any money.....hmmmm, maybe I should rethink this...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;BUT because I do teach them at home, we have discovered MANY "pros"!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;When daddy is in town, he can take them camping DURING the week and not on a weekend with EVERYONE else!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;(this trip was Jeff and Max one-on-one time)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pCUwuxBYyEc/TqWV-K0uK2I/AAAAAAAABFU/cwe30GsA7d4/s1600/IMG_2426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pCUwuxBYyEc/TqWV-K0uK2I/AAAAAAAABFU/cwe30GsA7d4/s320/IMG_2426.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mmTVTUnykxs/TqWWUD3itfI/AAAAAAAABFc/l-7n59ZQuc0/s1600/IMG_2416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mmTVTUnykxs/TqWWUD3itfI/AAAAAAAABFc/l-7n59ZQuc0/s320/IMG_2416.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;putting up the tent....on his own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJgMm7LHfT8/TqWYAqufN0I/AAAAAAAABGE/YxYZ-JRDnA0/s1600/IMG_2480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJgMm7LHfT8/TqWYAqufN0I/AAAAAAAABGE/YxYZ-JRDnA0/s320/IMG_2480.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;made a fire...on his own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tFK2t0PCowM/TqWXokAe83I/AAAAAAAABF8/75zJ-Di68XY/s1600/IMG_2492.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tFK2t0PCowM/TqWXokAe83I/AAAAAAAABF8/75zJ-Di68XY/s320/IMG_2492.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cooking breakfast he planned....on his own.....it is a poptart HA HA!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AAfx0bDP9xY/TqWXPUF9AUI/AAAAAAAABF0/9RWdTRpmIUc/s1600/IMG_2510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AAfx0bDP9xY/TqWXPUF9AUI/AAAAAAAABF0/9RWdTRpmIUc/s320/IMG_2510.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;excellent fun and adventures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;AND when that week's science project said "using cement and bait food, try to get impressions of animal tracks in your backyard (which will probably be raccoon, opossum, cat or dog...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We can alter the project when....on the camping trip....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Acy3irx_FA/TqWVQ34AgWI/AAAAAAAABFE/mlaktkOZuNU/s1600/IMG_2429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Acy3irx_FA/TqWVQ34AgWI/AAAAAAAABFE/mlaktkOZuNU/s320/IMG_2429.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"natural bait food" is provided....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and you find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-75KfdfU-6Z4/TqWVvwt2roI/AAAAAAAABFM/7rkltguw59w/s1600/IMG_2432.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-75KfdfU-6Z4/TqWVvwt2roI/AAAAAAAABFM/7rkltguw59w/s320/IMG_2432.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AWESOME bobcat tracks!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND....when you are in the back room..... sewing.....&lt;br /&gt;thinking that they are working hard on their school work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are actually watching The Today Show, starring Martha Stewart and her "halloween ideas".&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO, later they can "create" what they learned.... ON TV and not in their grammar book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yS2vNLcTcKk/TqWWlclA-zI/AAAAAAAABFk/3Db4JrH8gw8/s1600/IMG_2401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yS2vNLcTcKk/TqWWlclA-zI/AAAAAAAABFk/3Db4JrH8gw8/s320/IMG_2401.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--oI0jJHSrcg/TqWW2JGrsAI/AAAAAAAABFs/046IPW2VYig/s1600/IMG_2402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--oI0jJHSrcg/TqWW2JGrsAI/AAAAAAAABFs/046IPW2VYig/s320/IMG_2402.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Martha's project: freezing water with food coloring in latex glove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are many "cons" to teaching kids at home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One is socialization, being around people that are NOT family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We solved that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hYCtiCSiI1g/TqWU1uIaHxI/AAAAAAAABE8/vWaijCjEVY4/s1600/2011-10-23+12.42.24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hYCtiCSiI1g/TqWU1uIaHxI/AAAAAAAABE8/vWaijCjEVY4/s320/2011-10-23+12.42.24.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Teach them to run FAST....and find friends anywhere.....like a corn field.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That is normal...right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*for you serious people....that is a friend in the above picture....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;we don't really chase down strangers.....that is something a "homeschooler" would do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1400275363940446855-7500153958477146701?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7500153958477146701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-do-i-teach-my-kids-at-home.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7500153958477146701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7500153958477146701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-do-i-teach-my-kids-at-home.html' title='Why do I teach my kids at home?'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pCUwuxBYyEc/TqWV-K0uK2I/AAAAAAAABFU/cwe30GsA7d4/s72-c/IMG_2426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-3678221934383467746</id><published>2011-10-20T18:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T19:39:28.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MAZ thoughts on weddings</title><content type='html'>Last night, I watched Bridesmaids on Netflix.&lt;br /&gt;I can not recommend this movie because it is laced with raunchy!&lt;br /&gt;BUT I laughed so hard I quit breathing and was cry/laughing during one scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had planned to tell you the "original reason for weddings".&lt;br /&gt;I was under the impression that a long, long time ago....people were simple and practical and held wedding ceremonies before God, family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would find many resources to support my "thoughts" on this.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;People planned long ceremonies because friends and family traveled to the town, bringing practical and useful gifts to help the young couple start their lives together....&lt;br /&gt;There was a ton of food (brought by others) to feed the friends and family....&lt;br /&gt;Everyone came for a "barn raising" for the couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w0rAfpaYu6I/TqCjLv6RFiI/AAAAAAAABEs/Cer3dZ6uP_I/s1600/barn-raising.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w0rAfpaYu6I/TqCjLv6RFiI/AAAAAAAABEs/Cer3dZ6uP_I/s1600/barn-raising.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had planned to write about the differences of THEN and NOW:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;THEN people brought what was needed...new quilts, linens, kitchen supplies, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;NOW the couple tell people what to buy and where to buy it....and they are usually NOT practical...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;THEN people ate "pot luck"...yummy food brought by everyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;NOW the couple spends a load of money on fancy food and giant decorated cakes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;THEN people came to unite a young couple just starting their life together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;NOW....well frankly...most couples have already started a life together...they are just making it legal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HOWEVER.....when I started "searching"...I could not find much to support my thoughts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I DID find something interesting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Brides spend a fortune on a wedding cake BUT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;The origin of the tiered&amp;nbsp;wedding cake also lies in Anglo-Saxon times. Guests would bring small cakes to the wedding and stack them on top of each other. Later, a clever French baker created a cake in the shape of the small cakes and covered it in frosting. It is now known as the&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;tiered cake&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;*Brides carefully choose their closest friends for bridesmaids BUT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;The bridal party is a tradition that has been established for many centuries. For a long time the purpose of the bridal party was to fool evil spirits. The bride's friends dressed similarly to her in order to confuse any virulent presences that might be lurking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;SOOO, it wasn't quite and honor....more of a "hope evil gets YOU before ME (the bride)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Read more:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.infoplease.com/spot/weddinglore1.html#ixzz1bMhAun96" style="color: #003399; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Wedding Lore and Traditions&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.infoplease.com/spot/weddinglore1.html#ixzz1bMhAun96" style="color: #003399; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://www.infoplease.com/spot/weddinglore1.html#ixzz1bMhAun96&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, I will end with my original idea/thought that sparked this post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;If (as a bride) you feel the need to ask your parents to spend their hard earned money (or even spend your own) on less than 24 hours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;....you are planning what you think are fashionable dresses but will always end up looking ridiculous&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;....you are planning an after celebration that is cheesy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;yes! no matter what you say...receptions end up cheesy parties&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;(that is why most have alcohol..to get those like me through the event..and to give an excuse for the attention seekers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;....you have bought into the new fad of choreographed wedding party dances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;I have finally found a wedding that I like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kguyvL9paog/TqCjLO9zYpI/AAAAAAAABEk/2fOm1LxuzUw/s1600/ride.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kguyvL9paog/TqCjLO9zYpI/AAAAAAAABEk/2fOm1LxuzUw/s320/ride.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The wedding at the end of the Bridesmaids movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*hideous fashion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*wedding party standing on flooring in a pool to look like they are standing on water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*laser light show in waterfall back drop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*obnoxious fireworks behind wedding party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*and the best of all.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fx5v2RM_mfI/TqCjKWhAHwI/AAAAAAAABEc/1VppLZo-2UE/s1600/phil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fx5v2RM_mfI/TqCjKWhAHwI/AAAAAAAABEc/1VppLZo-2UE/s320/phil.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wilson, Phillips singing a cheesy song!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hey, if you are not going to do us all a favor and elope (with parental consent)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You have got to make it worth ME putting on a dress!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OH! and please order THIS kind of cake!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FeciLNavAoY/TqC-8quwTEI/AAAAAAAABE0/v7d_10IEk9k/s1600/bride%252Bcake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FeciLNavAoY/TqC-8quwTEI/AAAAAAAABE0/v7d_10IEk9k/s320/bride%252Bcake.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cakewrecks.squarespace.com/home/2008/5/31/when-brides-have-no-budget-or-taste.html"&gt;cakewrecks.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Please remember this blog is sarcastic....don't send me any grumpy messages...or I will post why I hated your wedding! HA!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-3678221934383467746?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3678221934383467746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/maz-thoughts-on-weddings.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3678221934383467746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3678221934383467746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/maz-thoughts-on-weddings.html' title='MAZ thoughts on weddings'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w0rAfpaYu6I/TqCjLv6RFiI/AAAAAAAABEs/Cer3dZ6uP_I/s72-c/barn-raising.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-2645273541993788578</id><published>2011-10-19T15:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T15:44:33.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Time To Sew.......</title><content type='html'>I don't know what it is about this time of year, but I get the addiction of sewing.....from October to December!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sew "junk".....nothing worth selling or giving away.....AND most of the time, it isn't even something &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; would use!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am living on the edge....using a sewing machine.....I am able to make MORE of the JUNK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my latest creations for Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EXx_Ii1jtsY/Tp80BldMdnI/AAAAAAAABEM/li9YlUKQADM/s1600/IMG_2391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EXx_Ii1jtsY/Tp80BldMdnI/AAAAAAAABEM/li9YlUKQADM/s320/IMG_2391.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our kitchen table.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bHryGikNLvQ/Tp8y999QeUI/AAAAAAAABDs/8BPUUe5pGfg/s1600/IMG_2394.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bHryGikNLvQ/Tp8y999QeUI/AAAAAAAABDs/8BPUUe5pGfg/s320/IMG_2394.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My chair........"the witch"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_JfuMo9m_Do/Tp8zPAzG6vI/AAAAAAAABD0/kYpuzpipGfU/s1600/IMG_2395.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_JfuMo9m_Do/Tp8zPAzG6vI/AAAAAAAABD0/kYpuzpipGfU/s320/IMG_2395.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our house ghost's chair.........."scary eyes"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3YBnxCBU0Q/Tp8zgzVq6YI/AAAAAAAABD8/AzUduMKupvc/s1600/IMG_2396.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3YBnxCBU0Q/Tp8zgzVq6YI/AAAAAAAABD8/AzUduMKupvc/s320/IMG_2396.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack's chair..........."vampire bat"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Jack picked colors and "bat")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hNrQPsmZZtU/Tp8z0aZlooI/AAAAAAAABEE/W5Ej0Qvwv3U/s1600/IMG_2397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hNrQPsmZZtU/Tp8z0aZlooI/AAAAAAAABEE/W5Ej0Qvwv3U/s320/IMG_2397.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Max's chair........."halloween owl"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Max picked colors and "owl")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--lcSTAlJQWQ/Tp80TvtcQnI/AAAAAAAABEU/LF0m95zzQAg/s1600/IMG_2388.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--lcSTAlJQWQ/Tp80TvtcQnI/AAAAAAAABEU/LF0m95zzQAg/s320/IMG_2388.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jeff's chair.........."monster"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;YIKES....now the dining area is "crafty" enough to be scary..................Happy Halloween!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-2645273541993788578?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2645273541993788578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/time-to-sew.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/2645273541993788578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/2645273541993788578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/time-to-sew.html' title='A Time To Sew.......'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EXx_Ii1jtsY/Tp80BldMdnI/AAAAAAAABEM/li9YlUKQADM/s72-c/IMG_2391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-3403911232714747360</id><published>2011-10-14T10:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T15:07:41.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration of life!!</title><content type='html'>I know! We all celebrate birthdays in the same way...right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touring the cemetery?....yes!...I knew it was normal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my thanks to my sister for introducing me to a great place in Memphis on my birthday..last year!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we grabbed up some Krystal burgers (and Taco Bell for Jack...of course) and headed to spend a beautiful day at the Memphis Elmwood Cemetery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dZz7O41y9C4/TphXn4uDeyI/AAAAAAAABCs/jMhVZuDIS4A/s1600/IMG_2372.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dZz7O41y9C4/TphXn4uDeyI/AAAAAAAABCs/jMhVZuDIS4A/s320/IMG_2372.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmLnYbwYe_Y/TphXbquq4hI/AAAAAAAABCk/ubOo1F7WiKg/s1600/IMG_2367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmLnYbwYe_Y/TphXbquq4hI/AAAAAAAABCk/ubOo1F7WiKg/s320/IMG_2367.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You must go!! Such interesting stories and wonderful history!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We took the car tour with the audio CD because Jack is still sick. He was resting comfortably in the back....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMN_3PzunrA/TphYfF9cIaI/AAAAAAAABDE/fwwYvGL6msE/s1600/IMG_2376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMN_3PzunrA/TphYfF9cIaI/AAAAAAAABDE/fwwYvGL6msE/s320/IMG_2376.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HEY! It is my day...sorry you are sick...but we are celebrating!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xrd84O8mOTY/TphYyi-2f_I/AAAAAAAABDM/okAyVSM1U70/s1600/IMG_2377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xrd84O8mOTY/TphYyi-2f_I/AAAAAAAABDM/okAyVSM1U70/s320/IMG_2377.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack took this picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BmnUbF04Izg/TphYB8PfrDI/AAAAAAAABC0/uJeLkANc41c/s1600/IMG_2371.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BmnUbF04Izg/TphYB8PfrDI/AAAAAAAABC0/uJeLkANc41c/s320/IMG_2371.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Max was full of energy....he kept leaping out of the car and Jeff kept pulling away when he would try to get back in......fun for everyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMN_3PzunrA/TphYfF9cIaI/AAAAAAAABDE/fwwYvGL6msE/s1600/IMG_2376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMN_3PzunrA/TphYfF9cIaI/AAAAAAAABDE/fwwYvGL6msE/s320/IMG_2376.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;heh....heh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HUGkGJhcqQg/TphYVvp4OTI/AAAAAAAABC8/1fQ7ToLYdO4/s1600/IMG_2370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HUGkGJhcqQg/TphYVvp4OTI/AAAAAAAABC8/1fQ7ToLYdO4/s320/IMG_2370.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;happy birthday to me.....38!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;who knew that I would look like......a softball player....at 38!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;PRESENTS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My wonderful husband bought me a Memphis shirt....but it was too big...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HOW SMART he is.... to make me feel so good about myself first thing on my birthday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was so happy that I needed a smaller size!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Max knows that I love Perry the Platypus from Phineas and Ferb (a cartoon)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mK5pDigYxco/TphZZLHa1wI/AAAAAAAABDk/qOkdgKVmIHQ/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mK5pDigYxco/TphZZLHa1wI/AAAAAAAABDk/qOkdgKVmIHQ/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My gift from Max!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X6R4POTKf6k/TphZXpUsCVI/AAAAAAAABDc/kqjvGQpWcXk/s1600/IMG_2364.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X6R4POTKf6k/TphZXpUsCVI/AAAAAAAABDc/kqjvGQpWcXk/s320/IMG_2364.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love having an artistic family!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-3403911232714747360?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3403911232714747360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/celebration-of-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3403911232714747360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3403911232714747360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/celebration-of-life.html' title='Celebration of life!!'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dZz7O41y9C4/TphXn4uDeyI/AAAAAAAABCs/jMhVZuDIS4A/s72-c/IMG_2372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-5155411906245748935</id><published>2011-10-11T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T14:50:16.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MAZ vs..the machine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I got a sewing machine for Christmas (2010), so I started to use it this month (October 2011).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have been reluctant...because I CAN'T use sewing machines!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now that I have trifocals...I can't sew by hand anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;well, I CAN but it gives me a headache, takes forever...and I find more mistakes than planned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;YES! planned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I think items that are sewn, crafted...made...should NOT look perfect. The mistakes add character!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Too much character....makes it look like crap...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The battle with the sewing machine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It took me almost two days to thread the bobbin and the machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;not a good start...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...sewing in a straight line should be easy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HA!....not possible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After three days of practicing, messing up, rethreading, fits, stomping, headaches, giving up....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I made two aprons within 20 minutes!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I wanted primitive style aprons that are actually useful!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...meaning.....a towel hanging from my waist...because that is my need in the kitchen!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I chose old hand towels that were already "stained" (bleach stains). I was not about to spend time making a "pretty" apron and then mess it up by using it....which would be getting food on it...possible stains....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukKxGCmdwXw/TpSZR8vu48I/AAAAAAAABCE/SPAibhKYSRA/s1600/IMG_2360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukKxGCmdwXw/TpSZR8vu48I/AAAAAAAABCE/SPAibhKYSRA/s320/IMG_2360.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yep, that is leftover material from the baby quilt (did you expect me to spend money? ha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9EndK4HD9x8/TpSZmHvuNBI/AAAAAAAABCM/bZkEfJh5jRo/s1600/IMG_2361.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9EndK4HD9x8/TpSZmHvuNBI/AAAAAAAABCM/bZkEfJh5jRo/s320/IMG_2361.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WAY crooked sewing.....adding primitive character....RIGHT!!! ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t895t9sbKP4/TpSZ9rbZroI/AAAAAAAABCU/HHbh_gU-JWw/s1600/IMG_2362.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t895t9sbKP4/TpSZ9rbZroI/AAAAAAAABCU/HHbh_gU-JWw/s320/IMG_2362.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;not bad stitching on the fall pumpkin (yes! it is a pumpkin!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See the wonderful "fix it stitchin" on the end of the apron tie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a4mohbhhLcM/TpSaQH1LMMI/AAAAAAAABCc/-5h3T_3AW2E/s1600/IMG_2363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a4mohbhhLcM/TpSaQH1LMMI/AAAAAAAABCc/-5h3T_3AW2E/s320/IMG_2363.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this towel was way too thick for my machine...causing "puckering" while sewing the band...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but that will fold over and scrunch when being worn anyway.....because it is PRACTICAL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I would have modeled these for you....but I was afraid that would cause too much jealousy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have not washed them yet....if they fall apart....another fit throwing...I am sure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-5155411906245748935?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5155411906245748935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/maz-vsthe-machine.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/5155411906245748935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/5155411906245748935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/maz-vsthe-machine.html' title='MAZ vs..the machine...'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukKxGCmdwXw/TpSZR8vu48I/AAAAAAAABCE/SPAibhKYSRA/s72-c/IMG_2360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-440175973493514664</id><published>2011-10-10T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T14:25:09.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>skip this post, it is a ramble.....</title><content type='html'>um....I tried real hard to comply with the doctor....but I don't think he really gets what this "virus" is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said Jack should be able to GO to school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he is home schooled...so doing his work should be a breeze..according to the doc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'm not picking on my pediatrician! The Infectious Disease doctor felt that Max should be able to handle a mild but regular schedule when he had this "virus"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am in the Twilight Zone!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get Jack up in the mornings...as ordered&lt;br /&gt;I make Jack go to bed on time...as ordered&lt;br /&gt;I make him walk laps around the house, sit on the porch, and we even forced him to take a ride in the car to get a sno cone (which resulted in him needing to lie down in the back seat for a while).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack takes a shower, or eats a meal.....he is wiped out..pale...involuntarily goes to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make Jack sit up in a cushy chair to do school! Last week, my straight A, genius failed every subject we attempted! This virus does something to their concentration and processing skills. It is like talking to a geriatric patient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor is wrong! There is no way Jack could go to school! He can barely function around the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are heading into the third week of this "virus" with Jack.&lt;br /&gt;It took us one hour to correct his failed test from last week. They weren't errors because he did not know the concepts.....I felt like I was working with a stroke victim. He was struggling so hard to do recall on such simple processes, we almost could not get to the concept being tested!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the afternoon, I sat beside him to guide him through the next grammar lesson. It took us over two hours (with frequent breaks) to complete a VERY simple 15 minute lesson. On &amp;nbsp;a normal day, he could have done this on his own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack still has his sense of humor...so not only am I working against his "brain virus" but I have to deal with the sarcasm and the "your mom" jokes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lesson in grammar:&lt;br /&gt;review complex prepositions...&lt;br /&gt;I read the sentence and he gave the answer:&lt;br /&gt;his answers&lt;br /&gt;across from..."your mom"&lt;br /&gt;in front of...."your mom"&lt;br /&gt;because of...."your mom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course there were the answers that made him giggle uncontrollably....&lt;br /&gt;YEP! &amp;nbsp; sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think that my Special Education degree came with an automatic dose of patience for a certain type of learning/teaching.......NOPE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-440175973493514664?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/440175973493514664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/skip-this-post-it-is-ramble.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/440175973493514664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/440175973493514664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/skip-this-post-it-is-ramble.html' title='skip this post, it is a ramble.....'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-5948454287267997888</id><published>2011-10-05T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T14:14:48.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Rock Star, Hello Gardner!!</title><content type='html'>I have held on to my dream of being a rock star for long enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was encouraged that Cyndi Lauper did not become a star until 35....but now that I am turning 38 (in 8 days..don't forget!)..I am ready to drop this dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truthfully, I am too tired! I don't wear make up or fix my hair, but I always thought that I would!!!...if I woke up one morning with the ability to sing like Joan Jett and play the guitar like Slash...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not anymore...I am tired...I am feeling old....I am finding it hard to come up with simple words in conversation, I don't like noise, crowds, and almost anything triggers my migraines...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not a great combo for a rock star...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a new dream...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &amp;nbsp;have always wanted to be a gardner!! I have killed everything in my yard that is pretty and can't get rid of the things that are ugly.....so that is why it is a dream and not a reality...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom's dad, Grandee, was the best at growing anything and always had a beautiful yard!! I loved visiting him and spending time in his yard, listening to his stories......I miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rRNKGVut48o/ToyhNGdQopI/AAAAAAAABBs/zIbw45VgDQo/s1600/Scan+112780000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rRNKGVut48o/ToyhNGdQopI/AAAAAAAABBs/zIbw45VgDQo/s320/Scan+112780000.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here he is in front of my mom's zinnias...grown from seeds he saved every year&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My excuses every year:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't have money....my yard floods....I can't do it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But Grandee created a garden and beauty from nothing.....and he could grow it in a can, between concrete slabs, gravel, a paper cup...etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He passed this gift to his youngest, Joel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4EI-T8ktIxs/ToyhRRfkscI/AAAAAAAABBw/EZyiu8GsfVE/s1600/Scan+112780001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4EI-T8ktIxs/ToyhRRfkscI/AAAAAAAABBw/EZyiu8GsfVE/s320/Scan+112780001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeHNTTrlXC8/ToyhVRFYJTI/AAAAAAAABB0/I7QuZ27sPm4/s1600/Scan+112780002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeHNTTrlXC8/ToyhVRFYJTI/AAAAAAAABB0/I7QuZ27sPm4/s320/Scan+112780002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My uncle started a Fair Share "urban garden" program. He grew gardens in abandon lots in sandy Florida! His yard has always been a treasure to behold!! He repurposes items....and again....grows anything...anywhere....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He is now in Chattanooga...Fair Share/&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Chattaboogie-Truck-Farm/256630334377567"&gt;Chattaboogie Truck Farm&lt;/a&gt;....a &lt;a href="http://truck-farm.com/"&gt;garden in a truck!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Teaching schools and others about growing their own food ANYWHERE.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know I can grow SOMETHING....SOMEWHERE in my yard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My plan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*cheapest and easy way to start?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*I have 2 big plastic buckets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZcQTJ5EVoA/Toynw8Wk3BI/AAAAAAAABB4/75m4NmKdM_U/s1600/190116_1006497285784_1325470403_1703552_6788_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZcQTJ5EVoA/Toynw8Wk3BI/AAAAAAAABB4/75m4NmKdM_U/s320/190116_1006497285784_1325470403_1703552_6788_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;get these cabbage heads out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*I have a bazillion ugly concrete blocks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N_fsfckipE0/ToypATwbv-I/AAAAAAAABB8/-25hVcw_2ME/s1600/IMG_0372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N_fsfckipE0/ToypATwbv-I/AAAAAAAABB8/-25hVcw_2ME/s320/IMG_0372.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(which act as an oven and bake your pricey flowers to a crisp in direct sunlight!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and I have plenty of swamp land!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rSNZLNxyvq4/ToypE0NEXaI/AAAAAAAABCA/EX1NcikVi1g/s1600/IMG_6073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rSNZLNxyvq4/ToypE0NEXaI/AAAAAAAABCA/EX1NcikVi1g/s320/IMG_6073.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So maybe....future blogs might bring you some MAZ adventures in gardening....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;hope you aren't emotional plant lovers...because there is sure to be death...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1400275363940446855-5948454287267997888?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5948454287267997888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/goodbye-rock-star-hello-gardner.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/5948454287267997888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/5948454287267997888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/goodbye-rock-star-hello-gardner.html' title='Goodbye Rock Star, Hello Gardner!!'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rRNKGVut48o/ToyhNGdQopI/AAAAAAAABBs/zIbw45VgDQo/s72-c/Scan+112780000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-290411007499074990</id><published>2011-10-04T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T14:29:02.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FAIL...fail....FAIL...f  a  i  l</title><content type='html'>I feel that I keep failing...at everything.....NO! no pity party....not looking for sympathy...&lt;br /&gt;so save those comments!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, you may hear me blame others...but on the inside..I feel I failed as a mother, teacher, trainer, wife, cook, sister, daughter, friend (if I made any).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words rarely make it out of my mouth...I'm a pretender...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one of my favorite photos to share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1cgBq23HyQk/Totae8Zl_VI/AAAAAAAABBo/av9ZJtc8ns8/s1600/Scan+112770000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1cgBq23HyQk/Totae8Zl_VI/AAAAAAAABBo/av9ZJtc8ns8/s320/Scan+112770000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The good, perfect, always-together-mom...thought she was getting a picture of her son giving a cute face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Turns out mom was pinching son's arm with her fat thigh. Son was wincing with pain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I continually fail my children. I don't listen to their words. I make a snap decision at what I THINK they are going to say or what I THINK their motives are....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The baby in the above picture probably forgot the fat mother did that to him by the time they got to the next adventure in the day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My babies are entering their teen years....I am afraid sneaking into their rooms and whispering into their ears "you have the best mother in the world" will backfire and we will have an episode of Criminal Minds written about us....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I used to make them "look at my eyes and repeat after me"....but since we do the home school thing....I feel like we are making a Stephen King movie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;sigh......I think I have made a mistake....I spent my whole time training them to be wonderful and never trained myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, while many of you need to start training your kids to be respectful and have manners&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(if you don't know who you are...I will be happy to tell you....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I will be training myself to be respectful and have manners...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(starting with not saying the above comment?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OUCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-290411007499074990?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/290411007499074990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/failfailfailf-i-l.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/290411007499074990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/290411007499074990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/failfailfailf-i-l.html' title='FAIL...fail....FAIL...f  a  i  l'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1cgBq23HyQk/Totae8Zl_VI/AAAAAAAABBo/av9ZJtc8ns8/s72-c/Scan+112770000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-3715028301077945458</id><published>2011-10-03T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T14:44:02.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As Seen On TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I wonder if ANY of the products sold NOW in the "as seen on TV" spots are serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Several of my family members own snuggies. I own a Florida Gator snuggie! They are blankets...with sleeves!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;NO! I would never wear it out of the house...to a football game...as advertised...I think those commercials are "for fun".....right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;AND THIS NEW ONE.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/5S2p7AiNX9g/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5S2p7AiNX9g&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5S2p7AiNX9g&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...not only do they advertise to wear it out and on the town......but they advertise the HATCH....easy access for using the potty!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My new favorite commercial!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It gets pretty cold in my house in the winter! I wouldn't mind having one of these!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;....not pink....I'm not a pink kind of gal!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-3715028301077945458?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3715028301077945458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/as-seen-on-tv.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3715028301077945458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3715028301077945458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/as-seen-on-tv.html' title='As Seen On TV'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-172505147291484670</id><published>2011-09-29T21:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T21:03:33.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wink...wink....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0XDSPfYfso/ToUZEqV2FsI/AAAAAAAABBc/UkddGtEVk4Q/s1600/Scan+112720002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0XDSPfYfso/ToUZEqV2FsI/AAAAAAAABBc/UkddGtEVk4Q/s320/Scan+112720002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Parents and teachers,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Are you letting your babies hold rattles and look at mobiles spin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(letting them be babies? gasp!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Start teaching them reading as soon as they can open their eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(as seen on TV).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't worry about socialization, gross motor or fine motor skills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;....or even manners or behavior skills!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Start teaching Algebra, Chinese and writing research papers in kindergarten!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There is no need to crawl.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(that won't cause developmental or learning disabilities, if skipped)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;....teach them to walk first!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Our children need to be professionals........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;don't even consider plumber, electrician, construction labor (are they really necessary?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You would not want the chuckleheads that are pictured above running the world???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;would you???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Would you want your child...professional or vocational....to be creative?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;an independent thinker?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;NO!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They might change the world......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-172505147291484670?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/172505147291484670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/winkwink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/172505147291484670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/172505147291484670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/winkwink.html' title='wink...wink....'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0XDSPfYfso/ToUZEqV2FsI/AAAAAAAABBc/UkddGtEVk4Q/s72-c/Scan+112720002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-8762258973645262650</id><published>2011-09-27T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T12:52:27.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MAZ teaches art?</title><content type='html'>When Max chose art as his elective this year, I thought it would be easy! Jeff is an artist!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soon realized that I would be the art teacher, not Jeff.....his work takes him away from home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...another challenge. I am not an artist, never studied art, and only visit museums because of Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;I approach everything from academics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan was to have one project a month that would highlight one artist and then the student could identify which art elements were "highlighted" by that artist and project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly found that most art lessons were "crafty" and hardly any of them taught history or taught about an artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent some time and wrote my own lesson plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found a couple of wonderful websites for resources!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max just finished his first project. I thought he did a pretty good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our first lesson from &lt;a href="http://www.deepspacesparkle.com/2011/01/portrait-of-dora-maar-art-lesson/"&gt;Deep Space Sparkle&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After Max researched Pablo Picasso, he wrote a paragraph that answered my requirements about this artist.&lt;br /&gt;Then, he did the lesson in the above link creating his own "Dora Maar" painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OdBdmhFQz0M/ToIKDseNMbI/AAAAAAAABBA/syxF0Uwi7Cg/s1600/IMG_2337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OdBdmhFQz0M/ToIKDseNMbI/AAAAAAAABBA/syxF0Uwi7Cg/s320/IMG_2337.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9BTaaqnxqc/ToIKViBCLVI/AAAAAAAABBE/XrQHXov3GbI/s1600/IMG_2341.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9BTaaqnxqc/ToIKViBCLVI/AAAAAAAABBE/XrQHXov3GbI/s320/IMG_2341.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qU9YGg0iqU/ToIKlEU7rDI/AAAAAAAABBI/uN4uKxnDpqI/s1600/IMG_2357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qU9YGg0iqU/ToIKlEU7rDI/AAAAAAAABBI/uN4uKxnDpqI/s320/IMG_2357.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h6obvviyXgQ/ToIK4cV2JaI/AAAAAAAABBM/AiKa9GROEog/s1600/IMG_2358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h6obvviyXgQ/ToIK4cV2JaI/AAAAAAAABBM/AiKa9GROEog/s320/IMG_2358.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now for grading....I remember walking around the art area at Memphis State with Jeff and thinking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"what is this crap?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"how could a teacher grade this?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, now I am on the other end because my baby painted this! It is a masterpiece OF COURSE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last night, Jeff and I were in Target...we rounded the corner and there was a dad pushing a baby in the cart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jeff and I both drew in a breath....waited til the dad and baby were a couple of aisles away and then I said "ewwww" and Jeff said " yeah!" and I said "that baby was ugly!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You know those parents think that baby is cute! There was nothing wrong with the baby. It was just plain ugly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, I have to grade Max's perfect artwork purely on:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;if he followed directions, technique, and turning it in on time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and if he bugged me or not....right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-8762258973645262650?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8762258973645262650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/maz-teaches-art.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/8762258973645262650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/8762258973645262650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/maz-teaches-art.html' title='MAZ teaches art?'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OdBdmhFQz0M/ToIKDseNMbI/AAAAAAAABBA/syxF0Uwi7Cg/s72-c/IMG_2337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-257412808465309520</id><published>2011-09-26T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T14:13:59.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's ok...okay?.okay!..k?...k!..okay..ok...</title><content type='html'>Ok...okay!....okay?...ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbQPO8b_auk/ToDOQFdG3uI/AAAAAAAABA8/Tt0x0uY_h-g/s1600/original.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbQPO8b_auk/ToDOQFdG3uI/AAAAAAAABA8/Tt0x0uY_h-g/s320/original.jpg" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="BLOGGER-object-element tr_noresize tr_placeholder" data-original-id="BLOGGER_object_11" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Cimg%20src=" http:="" id="BLOGGER_object_11" img2.blogblog.com="" img="" style="background-color: #b2b2b2; height: &amp;quot;32&amp;quot;px; width: &amp;quot;32&amp;quot;px;" video_object.png"=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a #ddd;&amp;quot;="" 9px;="" color:="" hark.com&amp;quot;="" href="http://www.blogger.com/%22http://www.hark.com/clips/jgjxlrqwps-ok%22" ok="" on="" title="&amp;quot;Listen" to=""&gt;Ok&lt;/a&gt;"&amp;gt;&lt;object class="hark_player" height="32" width="32"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://ecdn0.hark.com/swfs/player_32x32.swf?pid=jgjxlrqwps&amp;amp;as=1"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="allownetworking" value="all"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://ecdn0.hark.com/swfs/player_32x32.swf?pid=jgjxlrqwps&amp;amp;as=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" width="32" height="32" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hark.com/clips/jgjxlrqwps-ok" style="color: #dddddd; font-size: 9px;" title="Listen to Ok on Hark.com"&gt;Ok&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack is sick with the same symptoms&amp;nbsp;Max had!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much to say about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope it doesn't go on for 4 months....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;I called Lebonheur..&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;They don't seemed concerned...."if he is still sick next Monday, I am welcome to call to make an appointment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assumed as much because they didn't want to see Max if he got sick again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers are welcome....you may want to avoid any taxing or deep conversations with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, it's okay! okay? ok...okay...okay...ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-257412808465309520?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/257412808465309520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-okokayokaykkokayok.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/257412808465309520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/257412808465309520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-okokayokaykkokayok.html' title='It&apos;s ok...okay?.okay!..k?...k!..okay..ok...'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbQPO8b_auk/ToDOQFdG3uI/AAAAAAAABA8/Tt0x0uY_h-g/s72-c/original.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-6804972327603268142</id><published>2011-09-23T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T13:30:27.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic MAZ livin' on the edge...</title><content type='html'>In the early 90s, I went to California with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am almost 38 years old (October 13th...I will accept presents!), my memories are running together...so I hope all this was one trip because I remember it that way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often name THIS trip when asked "what is your favorite vacation"...you know... in ice-breakers and such..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and I hiked through deep sand, sand dunes and tall grass to look at elephant-walrus-beasts. I am not sure which California town this was. First, I thought we were going to die because the three of us were out of shape, it was the longest hike EVER and there was no civilization or people! Second, the entire time we heard huge lion-dinosaur beasts growling about 2 feet in front of us but we could never seem to reach them.....&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious!.....but you really just had to experience it with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT MY FAVORITE was when we walked across the border to &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/news/nation/2007-02-05-border-crime_x.htm"&gt;Tijuana, Mexico&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and follow the link and just skim through how "safe" it is to wander around over there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is very cautious! "SAFETY FIRST" man! and he has taught his 3 girls to be the same way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can imagine that when a man walked up to us and offered to take us around in his car to see the "back roads and beautiful sights of Tijuana" mom and I were backing away! NO! We knew better! We were not getting kidnapped......&lt;br /&gt;Dad said "ok!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The 3 of us got in this guy's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgeBDHQb2eU/TnzGSgqFsSI/AAAAAAAABA4/W1DbmuX3lzQ/s1600/Scanned+Image-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgeBDHQb2eU/TnzGSgqFsSI/AAAAAAAABA4/W1DbmuX3lzQ/s320/Scanned+Image-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(my dad, me, our driver, mom didn't make it back)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just kidding! We had the best tour! He showed us beautiful historical churches, where they had bull fights, old homes, gorgeous views..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(one place, he had dad get out of the car and mom and I sat in the car laughing that he was gonna push dad off the mountain and kidnap us...instead of getting out of the car to make sure he did not kill dad...but that is our humor!!)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The man shared stories and history (whether it was true or not) that we would not have gotten from a taxi or a kidnapper! HA!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He told us not to eat the food in the tourist area (pictured above) AND he told us the taxi drivers were dangerous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was the best day ever!....after the guy left, I bought a handwoven blanket that said "mexico" so I could remember our "dangerous" adventure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When we got back to Memphis, I washed the blanket and found the tag..."made in China"....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;what the crap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-6804972327603268142?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6804972327603268142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/classic-maz-livin-on-edge.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/6804972327603268142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/6804972327603268142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/classic-maz-livin-on-edge.html' title='Classic MAZ livin&apos; on the edge...'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgeBDHQb2eU/TnzGSgqFsSI/AAAAAAAABA4/W1DbmuX3lzQ/s72-c/Scanned+Image-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-1513568241002831302</id><published>2011-09-22T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T09:41:41.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qtGYJD8EHMc/Tns7w3dDq6I/AAAAAAAABA0/_juCcjElGHw/s1600/2011-09-10+12.37.39.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qtGYJD8EHMc/Tns7w3dDq6I/AAAAAAAABA0/_juCcjElGHw/s320/2011-09-10+12.37.39.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost a member of the family on Sunday...and it was my fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack:&lt;br /&gt;"mom, will you trim my hair?"&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;"Ok,....I don't know....sure....are you sure?"&lt;br /&gt;Jack:&lt;br /&gt;"just a little bit, like it was last summer..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start cutting.....I don't let him look in the mirror.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops.......oh, no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;"Jack, it is too short!....It looks horrible!"&lt;br /&gt;Jack:&lt;br /&gt;"let me see!"&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;"no! let me fix it..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snip...snip...snip..."crap"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack looks in mirror, laughs......mom, that IS short...it's ok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start crying. He has the BEST attitude. &lt;br /&gt;A 14 yr old girl would be in hysterics right now!!&lt;br /&gt;He is trying to comfort me which makes it worse.&lt;br /&gt;I tell him he can play video games as much as he wants the rest of his life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He showers....I look at it washed....NOPE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;"Jack, you look horrible! you look like a girl or a PDS kid." (an all boys school here..they all wear their hair the same and they are young...he is too old to look like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call my mom, crying. I ask her to take him to get it cut by a professional to FIX it....(I am not going..I would be embarrassed for the professional to see the mother that did this to her teenage son).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORAL OF THE STORY:&lt;br /&gt;You can cut coupons, you can cut your budget....you can cut your own hair!!&lt;br /&gt;Don't cut your 14 year old son's hair that he has been growing for over a year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Jack with the professional haircut!&lt;br /&gt;(no pics of what I did!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qf5OTFZqeKk/Tns6yUIsVJI/AAAAAAAABAo/0wRhT-M0wHg/s1600/IMG_2323.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qf5OTFZqeKk/Tns6yUIsVJI/AAAAAAAABAo/0wRhT-M0wHg/s320/IMG_2323.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pKe22rwvt7g/Tns7CP0DtdI/AAAAAAAABAs/DsZ62Q6OWCc/s1600/IMG_2324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pKe22rwvt7g/Tns7CP0DtdI/AAAAAAAABAs/DsZ62Q6OWCc/s320/IMG_2324.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlMyYC764ns/Tns7Q9UiDWI/AAAAAAAABAw/pvHDWn9Yso8/s1600/IMG_2325.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlMyYC764ns/Tns7Q9UiDWI/AAAAAAAABAw/pvHDWn9Yso8/s320/IMG_2325.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-1513568241002831302?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1513568241002831302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-memory.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1513568241002831302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1513568241002831302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-memory.html' title='In Memory'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qtGYJD8EHMc/Tns7w3dDq6I/AAAAAAAABA0/_juCcjElGHw/s72-c/2011-09-10+12.37.39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-8938080171240725725</id><published>2011-09-21T14:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T14:57:48.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping into the Christmas tree....</title><content type='html'>I'm getting older and starting to tell the same stories....so if you have heard this one...you can skip to the next chapter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was about 3 years old, I got so angry I jumped off this lady's stairs and INTO her Christmas tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids love this story because I am a strict mother and I would have spanked them "up one leg and back down the other" if they had ever done anything like that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is simple. The lady gave my two sisters clown dolls that she made and gave me a butterfly necklace....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was not acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had stairs with a landing. I flung myself off the landing and into her Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/OFjYrioa7Bw/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OFjYrioa7Bw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OFjYrioa7Bw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(not quite like this....but close...no&amp;nbsp;star...and not happy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all I remember. I have no idea if I was punished when my mother came to pick us up. I know my sisters were there. I remember a shocked look on my oldest sister's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was recently reminded of this because I have always had anger issues. Anger rises in me with a boiling feeling that starts in the pit of my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I have much to regret.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I find myself funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I find the anger of others funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I witnessed the anger of an individual....I will admit that he was an individual with special needs. I have worked with the special needs population most of my life. WHO he is did not have anything to do with his circumstance. It only altered the situation because he handled it openly, in public, for everyone to hear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed. It was funny! I was sure that we have all been in his situation: mad at our job, frustrated, angry. Most of us would have had the conversation in our heads! I have not been diagnosed with special needs BUT I tend to handle it in the open like this young man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young man gathering the grocery carts. He walks away to get more. The carts begin to roll.&lt;br /&gt;"Stay."&lt;br /&gt;He walks away to gather more carts and stack them together. They are crooked and won't line up.&lt;br /&gt;"Stop it!"&lt;br /&gt;He tries to readjust the carts. He becomes frustrated. He shakes the carts back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;"You're ruining my life!"&lt;br /&gt;He walks away and then quickly turns to face the carts....he lowers his voice and glares at the carts..&lt;br /&gt;"Stop telling lies about me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before you all think I am horrible for finding this humorous, I will explain again...&lt;br /&gt;I felt the need to "jump into the Christmas tree"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in the car with my window rolled down and I wanted to say "I know! They do tell lies!"....but I don't like it when people get involved in my anger issues....he didn't look like he wanted visitors in his!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt his anger, I felt the frustration....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-8938080171240725725?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8938080171240725725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/jumping-into-christmas-tree.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/8938080171240725725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/8938080171240725725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/jumping-into-christmas-tree.html' title='Jumping into the Christmas tree....'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-7344609736466967972</id><published>2011-09-20T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T11:06:48.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My THANKS! to the Old Goat...</title><content type='html'>well, either certain family was tired of reading about how to dry clothes....OR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were recently embarrassed by some inappropriate public scratching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were not getting used to the "sandpaper" feeling of the underwear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parts were purchased and the dryer is fixed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My THANKS! to the Old Goat (Jeff's dad). He was always fixing things while Jeff was growing up and Jeff was always watching!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found this to be one of the most (and many) useful (and attractive) things about Jeff!! OF COURSE he is the best thing any girl could LOOK AT....but to be able to fix ANYTHING....that is HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff (middle goat) watched videos on the internet, took the dryer apart, put in the new parts, and put it back together....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parts that caused so much trouble were not much bigger than quarters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fkXStzzY01U/Tniz3xl4qoI/AAAAAAAABAU/HjkU90wZKzs/s1600/IMG_2333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fkXStzzY01U/Tniz3xl4qoI/AAAAAAAABAU/HjkU90wZKzs/s320/IMG_2333.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dryer completely apart.....Jeff attaching new parts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RyhCAOr9WHs/Tni0wEh5XlI/AAAAAAAABAc/8YGpRDJTMfk/s1600/IMG_2326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RyhCAOr9WHs/Tni0wEh5XlI/AAAAAAAABAc/8YGpRDJTMfk/s320/IMG_2326.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Putting it all back together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DvuElPup8VE/Tni1DQVjduI/AAAAAAAABAg/xXk5I-kfg44/s1600/IMG_2327.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DvuElPup8VE/Tni1DQVjduI/AAAAAAAABAg/xXk5I-kfg44/s320/IMG_2327.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Back together...AND WORKING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qxN_mxSLyTo/Tni1XslneFI/AAAAAAAABAk/A28xn3x6Xi4/s1600/IMG_2334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qxN_mxSLyTo/Tni1XslneFI/AAAAAAAABAk/A28xn3x6Xi4/s320/IMG_2334.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;While Jeff is cleaning up his tools, I snap a pic of his lint head....Gives me an idea...If those weirdos can make money off of hair implants, hair remedies, and even spray paint for heads....I could sell my lint to people that won't embrace that BALD IS HANDSOME.....hmmmmmm...I wonder.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1GKv44Gmqkg/Tni0R3ujbmI/AAAAAAAABAY/LImw6UtUwkg/s1600/IMG_2336.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1GKv44Gmqkg/Tni0R3ujbmI/AAAAAAAABAY/LImw6UtUwkg/s320/IMG_2336.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, another MAZ chapter is closed...for now...no more drying clothes stories.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;BUT you won't believe what I did to my 14 yr. old! I have been sworn to secrecy for now! Give me about a week....and then I will share!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-7344609736466967972?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7344609736466967972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-thanks-to-old-goat.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7344609736466967972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7344609736466967972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-thanks-to-old-goat.html' title='My THANKS! to the Old Goat...'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fkXStzzY01U/Tniz3xl4qoI/AAAAAAAABAU/HjkU90wZKzs/s72-c/IMG_2333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-7717220679726356646</id><published>2011-09-19T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T11:27:25.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oscar MAZ grouch</title><content type='html'>Last night we had some wild wind and rain!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The storm was so loud it sounded like several fire hoses were aimed right at our house on full blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually during a storm like this I wake up full of worry....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*will it be the front or back tree that falls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*what is that noise....the leak in our room, the laundry room, the window leak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't sleep for worrying about the financial damage the storm is causing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love storms but over the years I have not been able to enjoy one of God's most fantastic entertainments!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After this year's FREEDOM that I have experienced, I woke up about 2am this morning and I did not immediately stiffen with this gripping worry....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was able to listen and enjoy the storm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOWEVER, my quirks kicked in...and I began to think about our garbage on the edge of the street....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During these types of storms, our street starts to resemble a small river....it was very windy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got up to....of all things....CHECK ON OUR GARBAGE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked out of the window and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oBpO3mQgEdo/TndqdMQs9TI/AAAAAAAABAM/9VTMB6MGEiw/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oBpO3mQgEdo/TndqdMQs9TI/AAAAAAAABAM/9VTMB6MGEiw/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My garbage instantly reassured me it had not blown over or down the street!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I got back in bed and Jeff asked sleepily, "what's wrong..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As it came out of my mouth, I realized how stupid it sounded and I started laughing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"I was just checking on our garbage....bwhahahahahhaha..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jeff didn't make a sound....guess he is used to me after all these years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This morning....I looked out the window again before the city picked up the garbage and I swore I made a connection with my garbage can!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o1P6mDnK000/TndqgXhCcVI/AAAAAAAABAQ/KompFWII28A/s1600/images-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o1P6mDnK000/TndqgXhCcVI/AAAAAAAABAQ/KompFWII28A/s1600/images-1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1400275363940446855-7717220679726356646?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7717220679726356646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/oscar-maz-grouch.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7717220679726356646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7717220679726356646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/oscar-maz-grouch.html' title='oscar MAZ grouch'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oBpO3mQgEdo/TndqdMQs9TI/AAAAAAAABAM/9VTMB6MGEiw/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-8458742912295043090</id><published>2011-09-18T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T15:42:35.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my new obsession</title><content type='html'>What began as a minor inconvenience, then quickly was realized "no problem at all!"...has become my new fun obsession!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't going to tell anybody for fear that everyone would think I was strange...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but then I remembered..."I AM CLASSIC MAZ"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have blogged about diarrhea, sinus infections, visits to my obgyn, and every single flaw I have!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qRQHkILWOe0/TnZS_69RI6I/AAAAAAAABAI/j4Fv-eD1inI/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qRQHkILWOe0/TnZS_69RI6I/AAAAAAAABAI/j4Fv-eD1inI/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is me in my new daily routine! I know! I look great in my new long legs and blond hair!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OK, here it goes...my name is MAZ and:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I look forward to the washing machine finishing its job so that I can figure out the best and most efficient way to hang each article of clothing and each towel or linen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hanging each article, rotating them, figuring out the puzzle...I am trying to find the fastest way to get them to dry! It is exciting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ALSO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Our oven quit working in the spring...I have not found the joy of cooking quite so entertaining because I have always hated cooking!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;BUT I really have not missed my oven that much....because I am not a cook!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We have been able to fix our meals on the grill, in the crock pot, toaster oven and on the stove!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I share these two "inconveniences"...not to say "whaa whaa, poor me!" but, to either encourage someone in my same situation...OR to alert others that we Americans really are spoiled!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I recently made a WANT list and a NEED list....to get my priorities straight!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the dryer and the oven ended up on my WANT list and NOT at the top!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't get me wrong! I'll be happy the day I get my oven, and dryer, and ....,....,.!!! BUT because of life choices WE made, we are not able to IMMEDIATELY get what we want....and I think that has stretched us (painfully at times) to be people we might not have become.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;damp, wrinkled, lightly toasted.....but happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-8458742912295043090?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8458742912295043090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-new-obsession.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/8458742912295043090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/8458742912295043090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-new-obsession.html' title='my new obsession'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qRQHkILWOe0/TnZS_69RI6I/AAAAAAAABAI/j4Fv-eD1inI/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-2509837807218044232</id><published>2011-09-15T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T10:43:24.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CITY SERVE!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited about this year's City Serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a year, our church sets aside a weekend to volunteer at various ministries in our city. We have a dinner and speaker on Friday night, we serve on Saturday, and then "wrap it up" with our Sunday sermons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This years speaker on Friday night is &lt;a href="http://www.whenhelpinghurts.org/"&gt;Brian Fikkert&lt;/a&gt;. He wrote &lt;u&gt;When Helping Hurts&lt;/u&gt;. I really enjoyed reading this "uncomfortable" book. I urge you to read it and then you will understand why it made me uncomfortable! He makes some great points backed with great examples and lessons on how helping, volunteering and some ministries have ultimately hurt people when they were intended to help them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaryXrN-xwQ/TnIa54GMeQI/AAAAAAAABAE/bhC51M5B_sc/s1600/images-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaryXrN-xwQ/TnIa54GMeQI/AAAAAAAABAE/bhC51M5B_sc/s1600/images-1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Another great idea and practice of our church is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*you don't "HELP" one weekend or holiday...out of the year..you do it year round!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Did you know that if you choose Jesus, you choose to serve?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(those are my words, not Fikkert...I'm done talking about him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I think people miss that sometimes. Many people think "my spouse is a giver enough for both of us" or " we give financially, instead" or "I am too busy with the kids, work, school..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The list could go on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As christians, we are here for one reason....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It is VERY hard to live in this world: financially, medically, family obligations, etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We weren't made to keep up with the world's demands. We were made to glorify God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.......I know.....I am doing it again....serious, church chat....sheesh...don't know what to do with the MAZ!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have another blog about teaching and parenting. The last post is about teaching your kids to serve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You might want to check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://genuinelastingchange.blogspot.com/2011/09/teach-them-to-serve.html"&gt;Genuine, Lasting Change&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-2509837807218044232?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2509837807218044232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/city-serve.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/2509837807218044232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/2509837807218044232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/city-serve.html' title='CITY SERVE!'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaryXrN-xwQ/TnIa54GMeQI/AAAAAAAABAE/bhC51M5B_sc/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-1020630520149670837</id><published>2011-09-10T16:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T16:19:30.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MAZ gets serious...for a moment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised at all the emails, messages, phone calls and comments after my post about the last visit to Max's doctor! I thought maybe everyone had "seen" enough of my posting about Max's illness so I tried to do a quick "wrap it up" post. I am afraid it was too vague!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several of you were concerned that the doctor felt that there was not anything wrong with Max, that nothing could be done for Max, or some were just confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand! When I left the doctor, I was very emotional. I was tearful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRoH8OnlUas/TmvSyHQb2cI/AAAAAAAAA_w/c27IJkz53js/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRoH8OnlUas/TmvSyHQb2cI/AAAAAAAAA_w/c27IJkz53js/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stressed, tired, confused....and as I said in the other post...uncomfortable!&lt;br /&gt;I want a diagnosis, a name, some meds (for Max, not me....well?) and a time frame of when this will be over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor told us that if Max was a girl, it would be easy. He MIGHT be able to tell us that it MIGHT be Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. The symptoms might fit but it is common in girls and RARELY if EVER found in boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also told us to look for a couple of other symptoms if Max gets ill again. I have not noticed the symptoms in previous "episodes", but I will look! If these symptoms show, then it could be several other things he mentioned. (the names are too big for me to remember or spell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the illnesses he mentioned are not serious but they are illnesses that would stay with the individual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor told us how to deal with an individual that has a reoccurring illness:&lt;br /&gt;*don't stay up late&lt;br /&gt;*don't sleep late&lt;br /&gt;*don't pamper them&lt;br /&gt;*make them go on with life as well as they can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already do these things because I am high-strung and type A! He joked about this with me....I actually think he was making fun of me and I told him "to watch it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share the following with my readers in case you are going through the same sort of trials....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is not only allowing Max's illness this year, but he has allowed our family to be uncomfortable in many other ways. Nothing tragic or huge, but enough for us to know that WE are not in control and WE can not help ourselves. At first, I threw a pity party (and from time-to-time I still do) BUT I have seen a HUGE change in the lives of both of my boys. Jeff and I have TOGETHER given our concerns to God and as a family we pray TOGETHER for our needs!&lt;br /&gt;I would not trade this year for anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys have learned by example what God has asked a working man to do, a husband to do, a father to do....(because Jeff puts God first!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys have learned (by me saying Don't Do As I Do, Do As the Bible says) what a wife should do, a mother should do......because I act first and think later, then pray later...then have to go back and apologize and tell the kids what SHOULD have been done....they are getting used to me :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you that know me.....I don't like gettin' "all spiritual talk".....but I Need my Lord...I love my Lord.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to give back "my control" to Him minute by minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-1020630520149670837?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1020630520149670837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/maz-gets-seriousfor-moment.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1020630520149670837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1020630520149670837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/maz-gets-seriousfor-moment.html' title='MAZ gets serious...for a moment...'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRoH8OnlUas/TmvSyHQb2cI/AAAAAAAAA_w/c27IJkz53js/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-8855600472729197289</id><published>2011-09-08T17:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T17:48:55.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turtle necks, button downs, and pantyhose</title><content type='html'>Turtle necks, button down shirts and pantyhose/tights were the worst things I could think of wearing when I was younger.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IT ITCHES!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would squirm and scratch and whine from toddler years through college years and even some of my adult days....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have learned to wear these items and now, I even like to wear turtle necks.....they are comfortable ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all have our sensory issues and comfort zones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer has been very uncomfortable for me and you may have witnessed me flouncing around screaming "it itches!!"......sorry ....and there may be more episodes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though the trials of the summer have not been tragic, they have made me very uncomfortable and "itchy".....and no matter how hard I have tried...I have not been able to loosen the tight turtle neck, soften the stiff button down, or rip off the binding tights!! I must wear them. I must learn that either they will become comfortable or I will eventually be able to put my sweatpants and t-shirt on when the time is right!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8lQKrEDw5qE/TmlGHO1a5zI/AAAAAAAAA_s/yHxOhQX8Sx0/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8lQKrEDw5qE/TmlGHO1a5zI/AAAAAAAAA_s/yHxOhQX8Sx0/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Side note......We had our last meeting (as far as we know) with the doctor at Lebonheur.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully, all of the tests done on Max came back negative. The doctor advised us how to deal with individuals that have reoccurring illnesses.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully, I am naturally this way (scheduled, not pampering, etc). He does not expect to need to see Max again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is not a diagnosis.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We look at this as a good thing, because that means he will get better and is probably already getting better! He feels fine now...thankfully!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I like answers.....so this is one more thing I am learning to wear....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am itchy.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-8855600472729197289?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8855600472729197289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/turtle-necks-button-downs-and-pantyhose.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/8855600472729197289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/8855600472729197289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/turtle-necks-button-downs-and-pantyhose.html' title='Turtle necks, button downs, and pantyhose'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8lQKrEDw5qE/TmlGHO1a5zI/AAAAAAAAA_s/yHxOhQX8Sx0/s72-c/DownloadedFile.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-3515958245407145050</id><published>2011-09-07T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T12:25:54.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please keep names and spirits in order....</title><content type='html'>Just a quick note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, we were having a "family Bible time", devotion, resorting priorities, whatever you call it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Max shared a story he "remembered"....however some facts and names became jumbled and this is how it was presented:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"you know, the story of the lady that did the black magic? Paul was mad because he couldn't kill Daniel so he hired the lady to raise Moses from the dead!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and I looked at each other. I was instantly intrigued! You know I love stories about black magic...raising of the dead....&lt;br /&gt;Jeff began to try to sort out the story for Max, but Max became upset that he was being told that he was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Neither Jeff, nor I remembered any story like this in the Bible!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "where did you hear this?", instantly thinking some &lt;i&gt;crazy toast&lt;/i&gt; taught him in Sunday School, of course!&lt;br /&gt;Max: "you taught me last year! I read it for school!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started googling "black magic/paul/moses on the computer..&lt;br /&gt;Jeff started researching the Bible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff found the story...&lt;br /&gt;It was SAUL mad because he could not kill DAVID. He hired a lady to do black magic and God allowed her to raise Samuel from the dead (because God is always in control!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a great story and after reading it, I remembered it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff corrected the jumbled memories for Max and made sure he understood the story.&lt;br /&gt;I praised Max for his memory and paying attention in school!! (when I clearly did not!)&lt;br /&gt;Then I turned to Jack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jack, why didn't you read this in school last year?"&lt;br /&gt;Jack:&lt;br /&gt;"I probably did! I just thought it was something I watched in Mulan! They raise spirits on that movie. That is a good movie....I enjoy it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, good grief!! Jack and his spiritual recall......&lt;br /&gt;"did I get that from the Bible or Mulan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E-4g1gy50Mg/Tmemn9tokLI/AAAAAAAAA_o/8tMrctseA_I/s1600/images-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E-4g1gy50Mg/Tmemn9tokLI/AAAAAAAAA_o/8tMrctseA_I/s1600/images-1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-3515958245407145050?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3515958245407145050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/please-keep-names-and-spirits-in-order.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3515958245407145050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3515958245407145050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/please-keep-names-and-spirits-in-order.html' title='Please keep names and spirits in order....'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E-4g1gy50Mg/Tmemn9tokLI/AAAAAAAAA_o/8tMrctseA_I/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-4050701481674362923</id><published>2011-09-01T18:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T18:20:18.589-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic maz adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maxs illness'/><title type='text'>Classic MAZ forgets her bubble suit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41scBkL-cFg/TmAN6WbqzGI/AAAAAAAAA_U/e0E4Z23RCIM/s1600/monk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41scBkL-cFg/TmAN6WbqzGI/AAAAAAAAA_U/e0E4Z23RCIM/s320/monk.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't see why people think Monk is weird. I feel his pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent 5 hours at Lebonheur (hospital) today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know...you all tuned in to read about Max and his medical update....I'll get to that....but I suffered a little today too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up this morning and made hot sugar water (forgot to put the tea bags in the tea maker...ugggh!).&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the appointment without caffeine and sweet tea (it is all I have left...I have given up all my other addictions....unless you have picked up on some others...keep it to yourself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am signing in for the appointment, several other mothers arrive and grab masks out of a container...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm...ok, what do I do....this is obviously a choice....I would love a mask....is this only for certain patients...would it be rude or weird if I take 3 and Jeff, Max and I wear a mask? I secretly look around and only 3 out of about 15 kids are wearing masks...I figure it is because of their illness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I taught at a school with medically fragile kids, I did weird stuff all the time and they would just laugh at me "crazy Mrs. Z".....I felt I would not get the same loving affection here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am called back to sign some more papers. I start looking at all the files and papers laying on the desk while I am waiting......I realize all the diseases that are passing through this area.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go sit....I just took out my hand sanitizer when I switched purses!! shoot!! I also did not have toilet seat liners, my lysol spray, latex gloves.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they called our name and I snapped out of it......my lamaze breathing would have to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our appointment turned into a 5 hour appointment!&lt;br /&gt;Loved everyone that worked with us! It just took that long because of thinking and conferring!&lt;br /&gt;I have many things to say and report on....but ALAS....1/2 my readers have connections to these doctors and hospital...so I will keep it to myself.......harumph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still don't know anything....but they did more blood work and a chest xray.&lt;br /&gt;They seem to be looking for illness/disease caused by ticks and then if all those come back negative, then they will start on viruses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go back next Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor was impressed with my "nerdy" calendar that I created to track Max's sick and well days. He even made a copy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-4050701481674362923?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4050701481674362923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/classic-maz-forgets-her-bubble-suit.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/4050701481674362923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/4050701481674362923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/classic-maz-forgets-her-bubble-suit.html' title='Classic MAZ forgets her bubble suit'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41scBkL-cFg/TmAN6WbqzGI/AAAAAAAAA_U/e0E4Z23RCIM/s72-c/monk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-9019603764615620633</id><published>2011-08-29T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T15:11:30.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your best?</title><content type='html'>The world tells us what success looks like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2aINTeRkiA/TlvqSP3oogI/AAAAAAAAA-8/ZJ8wIfpzsmo/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2aINTeRkiA/TlvqSP3oogI/AAAAAAAAA-8/ZJ8wIfpzsmo/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A8kNLtaIRK4/TlvqSRwjDdI/AAAAAAAAA_A/4FW5ySEPiqY/s1600/images-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A8kNLtaIRK4/TlvqSRwjDdI/AAAAAAAAA_A/4FW5ySEPiqY/s1600/images-1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uS7r1dxeOJc/TlvqSg9swPI/AAAAAAAAA_E/ws9kEP0uxQM/s1600/images-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uS7r1dxeOJc/TlvqSg9swPI/AAAAAAAAA_E/ws9kEP0uxQM/s1600/images-2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E0N45DN4OAM/TlvqSyspGdI/AAAAAAAAA_I/ynQ7BXKg1Xw/s1600/images-3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E0N45DN4OAM/TlvqSyspGdI/AAAAAAAAA_I/ynQ7BXKg1Xw/s1600/images-3.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7knL_KfIUg/TlvqTMEIwKI/AAAAAAAAA_M/kLbP3QoNcjQ/s1600/images-4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7knL_KfIUg/TlvqTMEIwKI/AAAAAAAAA_M/kLbP3QoNcjQ/s1600/images-4.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;None of these are bad...... I hung similar posters in my classrooms for encouragement!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What if you don't live according to the world.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Do you really have to reach for the extreme?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Do you have to hope you make it and that everything will fall into place...or that you just continue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I think your best is what happens when there is not an audience.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How do you respond to your children when nobody is looking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How do you interact with your spouse when you aren't around friends, peers, or others?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How do you serve others when it will never be known to another soul?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love to observe other people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A couple of days ago I was in the grocery store.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was fortunate enough to secretly observe a man being GREAT with a teenage boy.....and he didn't know he was being GREAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A man grocery shopping and a boy about the age of 15 tagging along....this could be a disaster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Boy: "have you seen the commercial for the new Subway sandwich?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;**most men at this point would mumble a "...really...." or pretend to be interested....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This man (still shopping) (not fake voice): "no, what is it?" (an interested voice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Boy proceeds to describe the sandwich in great detail! He obviously loves Subway and wanted to try this sandwich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The man did not interrupt the boy, let him finish....but did add some "mmmm" at correct points!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then the man said&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"you better not try that sandwich before I get to try it! (humor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Do you see the canola oil?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Boy: "here it is"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Man: "how bout the new pizza at...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then they turned the aisle and I could not hear the conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Why does this make the man GREAT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...because he was connecting with this teenage boy! I don't know if it was his son&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(probably...who else would torture themselves by taking a teenage boy to the grocery than a parent??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He wasn't forcing a weird conversation about a topic the boy didn't care.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He didn't stop shopping and make the boy feel awkward when the boy started the conversation on his own. He didn't pretend interest by mumbling words back to the boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He spoke like the boy was another adult in an adult conversation and kept it on the topic that interested the teenage boy WHILE shopping so the boy did not feel awkward with the extra attention!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It takes coordination to converse and attend to a teen! That is why this man is GREAT!! He did all this and probably thought it was just he and that teen boy on that grocery aisle! (I was behind a large stack of toilet paper.....not being creepy or anything)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-9019603764615620633?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/9019603764615620633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-is-your-best.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/9019603764615620633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/9019603764615620633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-is-your-best.html' title='What is your best?'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2aINTeRkiA/TlvqSP3oogI/AAAAAAAAA-8/ZJ8wIfpzsmo/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-8449322103110975253</id><published>2011-08-26T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T17:49:41.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever you say.....we trust you......HA!</title><content type='html'>Jack is turning 14 this Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 6 months, we have given Jack freedom to run free in the city. &lt;br /&gt;I know that my Jack is making wise and mature decisions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a nice, well-mannered group of kids that he hangs with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4N8OfWBNX_A/Tlgc8_7P0qI/AAAAAAAAA-0/zewRoTkOw90/s1600/images-3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4N8OfWBNX_A/Tlgc8_7P0qI/AAAAAAAAA-0/zewRoTkOw90/s1600/images-3.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and he is involved in several exciting service projects.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9FpjIC3kfU/Tlgc8u3YcfI/AAAAAAAAA-w/Owq0ULvVq0Q/s1600/images-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9FpjIC3kfU/Tlgc8u3YcfI/AAAAAAAAA-w/Owq0ULvVq0Q/s1600/images-2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He is gone all the time with various leaders, mentors, friends, etc....and I never have to worry!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eLZgvG1kHPY/Tlgc9GTMRRI/AAAAAAAAA-4/z8IWryRyBxs/s1600/images-4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eLZgvG1kHPY/Tlgc9GTMRRI/AAAAAAAAA-4/z8IWryRyBxs/s1600/images-4.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jack never ceases to amaze me. He is brave, daring.....some might say.....clever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/io4RWV681wQ/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/io4RWV681wQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/io4RWV681wQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Everyone knows you should always trust your teen!! The "good" ones always tell you what you need to hear.....the truth of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So for Jack's 14th birthday, we bought him a homing device!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now we can reach him on all his missions, goodwill, and service....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YPYiiPoxeu0/Tlgc8Hz0z-I/AAAAAAAAA-s/jh-TDm64Lek/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YPYiiPoxeu0/Tlgc8Hz0z-I/AAAAAAAAA-s/jh-TDm64Lek/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-8449322103110975253?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8449322103110975253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/whatever-you-saywe-trust-youha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/8449322103110975253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/8449322103110975253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/whatever-you-saywe-trust-youha.html' title='Whatever you say.....we trust you......HA!'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4N8OfWBNX_A/Tlgc8_7P0qI/AAAAAAAAA-0/zewRoTkOw90/s72-c/images-3.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-3732544642406081095</id><published>2011-08-25T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T18:04:21.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>instant sleep!</title><content type='html'>I inherited "horrible sleep" from my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I go to sleep, I am easily woken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wake up, I can't go back to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be drowsy all day but if it is bed time, I am wide awake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible sleep cycles...horrible feeling to have all day...&lt;br /&gt;(if I take a nap, I get a migraine!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I was VERY SLEEPY on a Saturday afternoon...I was working on some lesson plans at the kitchen table.....Jeff was lying on the couch and surfing TV channels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He landed on the ONE show that is INSTANT SLEEP FOR ME!! It might as well come packaged in a bottle as a sleeping pill....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/raXanYjTF18/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/raXanYjTF18&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/raXanYjTF18&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know...I know....mesmerizing, entrancing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T i &amp;nbsp;t &amp;nbsp;a &amp;nbsp;n i u m &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;W &amp;nbsp;h &amp;nbsp;i &amp;nbsp;t e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-3732544642406081095?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3732544642406081095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/instant-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3732544642406081095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/3732544642406081095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/instant-sleep.html' title='instant sleep!'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-1475212263546304215</id><published>2011-08-23T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T11:09:03.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>too soon?</title><content type='html'>sorry....is another post too soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have kept some great information in my skull for over 3 weeks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream house is up for sale!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9Mm7uZdQzk/TlPL6Ccnr2I/AAAAAAAAA-c/qUhuujCAuY4/s1600/image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9Mm7uZdQzk/TlPL6Ccnr2I/AAAAAAAAA-c/qUhuujCAuY4/s320/image.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Isn't it gorgeous??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You can find it here at this link &lt;a href="http://www.newsday.com/classifieds/real-estate/amityville-horror-house-back-on-market-for-1-15m-1.1945998"&gt;$1.15M on Long Island&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You might recognize it as this house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSIiU558_MU/TlPL85nrOgI/AAAAAAAAA-g/pMzy0LUH1nU/s1600/AmityvilleHouse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSIiU558_MU/TlPL85nrOgI/AAAAAAAAA-g/pMzy0LUH1nU/s320/AmityvilleHouse.jpg" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Amityville Horror House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That would be AWESOME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(maybe a birthday gift for me? October 13th...you have over a month)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;NEXT, the greatest disappointment of the summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have a "thing".....an admiration...if you will...like admiring a Ferrari...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;or an Aston Martin (my new favorite)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jason Statham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5HCUgc418xE/TlPL9HLguvI/AAAAAAAAA-k/NETaK7J4itw/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5HCUgc418xE/TlPL9HLguvI/AAAAAAAAA-k/NETaK7J4itw/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He would look his best if he would shave completely bald....like my Jeff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He has fantastic mad fighting skills....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He has chosen movies that entertain me because they use his skills and physique to the fullest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except this ONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--MwJxHEvnDM/TlPL9SFDZ2I/AAAAAAAAA-o/w5UkpRbDBdQ/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--MwJxHEvnDM/TlPL9SFDZ2I/AAAAAAAAA-o/w5UkpRbDBdQ/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;EWWWW!!! you don't put hair on a superb bald guy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't think he even killed one guy with his hands in this movie.....I don't know.....I couldn't get past his hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I can't remember the movie AT ALL....it was horrible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;no really, it was!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't watch The Revolver!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-1475212263546304215?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1475212263546304215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/too-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1475212263546304215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1475212263546304215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/too-soon.html' title='too soon?'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9Mm7uZdQzk/TlPL6Ccnr2I/AAAAAAAAA-c/qUhuujCAuY4/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-1490375746125519724</id><published>2011-08-22T12:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T12:39:46.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek-a-boo.....</title><content type='html'>I have some time to poke my head in the world and say HI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday evening, Max was lying on the couch...sick....I will address that in a minute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in my chair working on lesson plans....minding my own business and not making a sound...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turns to me with a look of disgust....rolls his eyes and says in a slightly evil voice "you are a teach-a-holic"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wouldn't call myself a "teachahaloic"...but maybe a PLANahaloic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this part of the year! I love taking off the month of August, planning every lesson for every subject, getting the grade book ready for the new year, the lesson plan notebooks ready for the new year, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only hated one thing ...... and that was reading and WORKING Jack's Algebra.....to make sure I could remember and teach it to him!! That was like exercising muscles I had not used in ages!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have 15 days left before school starts and I am ready!!.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I would have been posting if I were on FB and blogging during the month of August!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 1st: Jeff turned 41 (let the records show...I am still nowhere NEAR 40)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LAjRktpWJos/TlJ9C7eqxxI/AAAAAAAAA9o/KklWDJwMvtw/s1600/IMG_2271.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LAjRktpWJos/TlJ9C7eqxxI/AAAAAAAAA9o/KklWDJwMvtw/s320/IMG_2271.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he picked this cake at Kroger...with pink icing....takes a strong old man to do that!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;August 2nd: one of the hottest days of the year! where do you go? Jerry's!! If you don't live in Memphis, it is worth the drive!!.....and I don't like snow cones!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love Jerry's Snow Cones!! They also have wonderful greasy burgers and fries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For the non-Memphis readers: if you order wedding cake snow cone...it tastes like you are eating wedding cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My personal favorite is pina colada....and gettin caught in the rain....har har&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNTiPMkSPvM/TlJ-Dgd_-OI/AAAAAAAAA9s/sbhJkQTOUt0/s1600/2011-08-02+14.16.31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNTiPMkSPvM/TlJ-Dgd_-OI/AAAAAAAAA9s/sbhJkQTOUt0/s320/2011-08-02+14.16.31.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ok, mirror says 105 at Jerry's.....but wait....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sjcf1zGCewU/TlJ-ShOgWvI/AAAAAAAAA9w/O8fnXwAj-Gw/s1600/2011-08-03+15.18.58.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sjcf1zGCewU/TlJ-ShOgWvI/AAAAAAAAA9w/O8fnXwAj-Gw/s320/2011-08-03+15.18.58.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;next day....114!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On this day, Max got new frames and bifocals...I got new frames and trifocals....Jack kept his same frames but got a stronger prescription...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here is the conversation between my favorite &lt;a href="http://www.opticaloutletmemphis.com/"&gt;EYE DOCTOR&lt;/a&gt; and Jack!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Doctor: "do you wear your glasses?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jack: "no"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dr: "why?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jack: "I don't need them"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dr: "read the last line on the chart" (w/o glasses)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Chart: E H I T O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jack: S T I L D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dr: "now with your glasses"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jack: E H I T O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dr: Looked at me grinning big!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The conversation continued and it came out that Jack used his glasses when he needed to read or SEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you haven't been following the story about Max and his unknown illness, then you might want to read through some of my posts....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Max was well the first few weeks of August.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On August 13th, he asked us if he could ride his bike on the Greenline!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nA6fgQzV0kw/TlJ-r3UI7-I/AAAAAAAAA90/h8NDhTlBPz8/s1600/2011-08-13+11.47.24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nA6fgQzV0kw/TlJ-r3UI7-I/AAAAAAAAA90/h8NDhTlBPz8/s320/2011-08-13+11.47.24.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1HQtidPwDA/TlJ-xovG5MI/AAAAAAAAA94/dVzbNWmKUdI/s1600/2011-08-13+11.47.38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1HQtidPwDA/TlJ-xovG5MI/AAAAAAAAA94/dVzbNWmKUdI/s320/2011-08-13+11.47.38.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After about a 45 minute ride, Max got tired and could not ride his bike. Jeff had to ride Max's bike back to the car and drive the car to Max!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(I would have taken a pic of that but Max did not want Jeff to ride his bike and break it...so Jeff was sneaking and riding it....me taking a pic would have alerted Max that Jeff WAS riding his bike...I wanted to sing "big guy on a little bike")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Max drank water and took a nap. He thought he was better that night. The next morning, his symptoms of weakness and dizziness were back. He has been sick again for over a week. After speaking to two more specialist and our pediatrician ....we have an appointment to go to Lebonheur (pediatric infectious disease doctor) on September 1st!! We are praying for wisdom, guidance and clear answers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-shM3RFGN6HM/TlJ_g6hMLYI/AAAAAAAAA-I/0SVJF2_6InY/s1600/IMG_2286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-shM3RFGN6HM/TlJ_g6hMLYI/AAAAAAAAA-I/0SVJF2_6InY/s320/IMG_2286.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is the picture Max drew to illustrate how he feels. The skeleton represents how weak his body feels. The big head represents the feeling of "lightheadedness".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The next big event will be this weekend................ when JACK turns 14 on AUGUST 28th!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He has been in Trenton since August 6th. He comes home August 25th. I believe that is the longest he has ever been gone. I am pretty sure he is only coming home for his birthday present!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I always imagine me writing to my family and close friends...but then I learned of a few more readers that I never see......I LOVE IT!! I really like that people read my blog!! One day I plan to take over the internet (that Gore invented)....and when I do....ClassicMAZ will be the #1 read blog...because I truly believe that people are entertained by my "nothing"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-1490375746125519724?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1490375746125519724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/peek-boo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1490375746125519724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/1490375746125519724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/peek-boo.html' title='Peek-a-boo.....'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LAjRktpWJos/TlJ9C7eqxxI/AAAAAAAAA9o/KklWDJwMvtw/s72-c/IMG_2271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-7975344590413613270</id><published>2011-07-22T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T20:06:39.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Homebound MAZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UTyVTeXiQCA/TiobefgSL-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/ZeEZx9gSMDw/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UTyVTeXiQCA/TiobefgSL-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/ZeEZx9gSMDw/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My regular readers know that if you leave me stuck in the house...I usually start to remodel or rearrange...I have been a good girl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found something else to occupy my time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 3 months that Max has been sick, I have watched 5 seasons of Ghost Whisperer, started a professional blog &lt;a href="http://ziegenhornschoolforthegifted.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ziegenhorn School For The Gifted&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(its own Facebook page), and read 5 books (so far) that don't have anything to do with education or behavior or the Bible....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND.......started sifting through old pictures.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a high strung person and can only see ONE thing in front of me....so I enjoy looking through pictures and seeing what was REALLY going on around me when I thought I was taking a picture of something else.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I figured out how to use my scanner....so I could share it on CLASSIC MAZ......enjoy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cvx3OIyoSIA/TioTVX0G6hI/AAAAAAAAA8c/jWAzr8PAp1M/s1600/Scan+112030005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cvx3OIyoSIA/TioTVX0G6hI/AAAAAAAAA8c/jWAzr8PAp1M/s320/Scan+112030005.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Should be Max opening a birthday gift......but what is Jack up to???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--onGt7Vkww4/TioTfM93G8I/AAAAAAAAA80/rT7CSlAqUQw/s1600/Scan+112030011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="259" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--onGt7Vkww4/TioTfM93G8I/AAAAAAAAA80/rT7CSlAqUQw/s320/Scan+112030011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Is Jack tired of hearing the baby squall? tired of hearing grandmother talk? tired of having pictures taken?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wRJfqdkfmgU/TioTTno1CMI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/y1m6bO0vHhE/s1600/Scan+112030004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wRJfqdkfmgU/TioTTno1CMI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/y1m6bO0vHhE/s320/Scan+112030004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My one and only time I dressed my sons up like preppy kids. Look how comfy Jack looks! Good golly this is awful!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jYK0vsUvTPE/TioTWDj4m1I/AAAAAAAAA8g/3HWUVvbvaXA/s1600/Scan+112030006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jYK0vsUvTPE/TioTWDj4m1I/AAAAAAAAA8g/3HWUVvbvaXA/s320/Scan+112030006.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bathing suits with floats in them to keep them "safe" and let them enjoy the pool "float" free.....Looks like Jack figured out how to annoy his little brother....."oops, excuse me....oh! sorry.....oh, man....didn't see you..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next, a series of possible explanations of future anxiety issues for Max:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YhJY9u8E_A4/TioTYSiosSI/AAAAAAAAA8k/oFxIhTarNiA/s1600/Scan+112030007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YhJY9u8E_A4/TioTYSiosSI/AAAAAAAAA8k/oFxIhTarNiA/s320/Scan+112030007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"hey Max, pick up that stick...hee hee...keep trying!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l-T77WLNUOw/TioTaQJyroI/AAAAAAAAA8o/6Pb7042Cj9c/s1600/Scan+112030008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l-T77WLNUOw/TioTaQJyroI/AAAAAAAAA8o/6Pb7042Cj9c/s320/Scan+112030008.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;oh, that horse is gonna do something to Max...quick get a picture, then help your kid.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Jack watching)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FC0GCmaJMgI/TioTbsvrJhI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Dz9r_AXyKLQ/s1600/Scan+112030009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FC0GCmaJMgI/TioTbsvrJhI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Dz9r_AXyKLQ/s320/Scan+112030009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sick baby crying so hard, face is red....big brother tired of it....get a picture instead of taking care of the situation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YVLmOUbdZfc/TioTdrLK0mI/AAAAAAAAA8w/9qLykV5bKMw/s1600/Scan+112030010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YVLmOUbdZfc/TioTdrLK0mI/AAAAAAAAA8w/9qLykV5bKMw/s320/Scan+112030010.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is the funniest picture to me! This is my niece (5 yrs older than Max). She has always gone above and beyond to be nice and play with Max, ALWAYS!! He LOVES her....I have never been able to figure out what in the world she was saying to him!! I THINK she was playing....the camera just snapped this part of it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Beware!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2SY4rJFqzU0/TioTgwOUKUI/AAAAAAAAA84/dGY3qjIvCw4/s1600/Scan+112030012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2SY4rJFqzU0/TioTgwOUKUI/AAAAAAAAA84/dGY3qjIvCw4/s320/Scan+112030012.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my one and ONLY attempt at making a creative cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jack wanted an Alien theme birthday.....this looked like an alien autopsy...horrifying!! I even used red velvet cake....ewwww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you see me on facebook, then you already saw the next picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PpVXt2i41H8/TioTkH3XOOI/AAAAAAAAA9A/j7RAWxywnCQ/s1600/Scan+112030000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PpVXt2i41H8/TioTkH3XOOI/AAAAAAAAA9A/j7RAWxywnCQ/s320/Scan+112030000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"where?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"up there! Delta balcony"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"are you sure?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"yea! does that sound strange to you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is right before we got married. July 22, 1995 at about 7:30 a.m. in the Memphis airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love this picture because it looks like we trapped the preacher into marrying us there, but we didn't! He might have thought we were crazy but he agreed! It is the best idea and decision Jeff and I have EVER made!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The next two pictures....I COULD get in trouble for posting.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I taught my children to do chores from the day they could walk....for some reason, I took a picture of them vacuuming the furniture. It is hilarious....Jack (4 yrs old in his undies and White Station ball cap) and Max (2yrs) waiting his turn....we didn't have central air at this time...just window units...hence the clothing...or lack of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-27mBPJDlhec/TioTQj49IRI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Re_kcSbX6vo/s1600/Scan+112030003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-27mBPJDlhec/TioTQj49IRI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Re_kcSbX6vo/s320/Scan+112030003.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Found this picture....can any of my churchy readers pick out these 3 guys???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KZnjAcETUiU/TioTinWn0JI/AAAAAAAAA88/IE4afWo82QA/s1600/Scan+112030013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KZnjAcETUiU/TioTinWn0JI/AAAAAAAAA88/IE4afWo82QA/s320/Scan+112030013.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I married the angry,sexy one in the middle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, I have a ton more....but YOU are probably bored by now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In looking through all my pictures, I learned:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jack has ALWAYS been a sneaky comedian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Max has always looked worried, sick, serious or in thought......hmmmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jeff lost his hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I need to sit still and watch....every moment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/1400275363940446855-7975344590413613270?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7975344590413613270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/homebound-maz.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7975344590413613270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7975344590413613270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/homebound-maz.html' title='Homebound MAZ'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UTyVTeXiQCA/TiobefgSL-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/ZeEZx9gSMDw/s72-c/DownloadedFile.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-7191359221767315977</id><published>2011-07-17T19:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T19:17:32.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a great parent for a teen</title><content type='html'>My oldest will be 14 at the end of August.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He never gives me "rules" of what to do or not do around him like most teens (because he knows he would get a LOOK or I would DO something to him).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we are around his friends, I try not to talk to him (unless I need to) and let him approach me......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still myself...I am not worried about embarrassing him (it is a given that I probably will)...I just know from being a teen...and teaching teens....stay away from teens...and they will approach you when they need you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I was helping my son get his stuff together for his mission trip. I told him I had my camera to take some pictures of the mission team "leaving".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack: "um, just take my picture here (at home). not at church."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ignored him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the car....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack: "where's your camera?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:...driving...."I'm not taking your picture (at home). I don't want one of you at home. I have plenty of those."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not completely lie. He did not ask a specific question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took one picture that is not appropriate for the world to see but I will show him when he gets home. It says...."you don't tell me what to do...I am the mother!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I took the following picture because the 3 rental vans had weird color effects around the wheels and running boards!! Teal and lime green.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XWiS0-LdCFs/TiN6FP7tqtI/AAAAAAAAA8E/dZFV_tsGqjE/s1600/IMG_2254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XWiS0-LdCFs/TiN6FP7tqtI/AAAAAAAAA8E/dZFV_tsGqjE/s320/IMG_2254.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't help it that a few boys got in the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Where are the girls? hugging their mothers.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1400275363940446855-7191359221767315977?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7191359221767315977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/being-great-parent-for-teen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7191359221767315977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1400275363940446855/posts/default/7191359221767315977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://classicmaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/being-great-parent-for-teen.html' title='Being a great parent for a teen'/><author><name>Margaret Ziegenhorn</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117366726533351923202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VN2mMd_rNOI/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABIA/bbyJ0xaXf9Y/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XWiS0-LdCFs/TiN6FP7tqtI/AAAAAAAAA8E/dZFV_tsGqjE/s72-c/IMG_2254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400275363940446855.post-9044204375818505220</id><published>2011-07-15T15:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T20:27:30.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Morning With Classic MAZ</title><content type='html'>6:45a.m.&lt;br /&gt;my phone rings...it is a "not-so-neighborly" neighbor...&lt;br /&gt;"I was walking in front of your house this morning and a limb fell right in front of me and my friend. It could have killed us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pTbMLAAlRhY/TiCcQ-ND9JI/AAAAAAAAA7A/hc8At9nldSs/s1600/IMG_2235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pTbMLAAlRhY/TiCcQ-ND9JI/AAAAAAAAA7A/hc8At9nldSs/s320/IMG_2235.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;probably scared her...doubt it would have killed her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"I am the president of the neighborhood association and I am all about code. I am going to have to call code on you if you don't do something about your tree. It is dead. You need to cut it down. You need to do something about the limbs....."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She goes on and on. She won't let me talk. She won't listen to me. Somewhere in her rant, she mentions that there is a limb hanging in the street that might be dangerous to the traffic........that is all I care about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uSqRIDDSBMo/TiCci6ooLvI/AAAAAAAAA7E/BxTmp0oqT6o/s1600/IMG_2236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uSqRIDDSBMo/TiCci6ooLvI/AAAAAAAAA7E/BxTmp0oqT6o/s320/IMG_2236.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;see the tiny black line to the right of the white orb? that is the limb hanging in the traffic....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, it needs to be taken care of. We take care of all the limbs on this oak tree! &amp;nbsp;It does have some dead limbs. Semi trucks (on the way to Target) knock down and damage limbs, storms damage limbs, etc. We are constantly taking care of the limbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was trying to tell her that we take care of our "stuff" AND that good "presidents" listen to the people...but she wouldn't shut up...so I hung up on her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I headed outside to take care of the limb....there was no way I could reach it...I called my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He showed up with his truck, a ladder, rope and hand saw......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Why can't I be like normal people and afford to hire someone to cut this and LOOK normal to Memphis......oh well, no use cryin......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I get my mom to take pictures for my blog!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok readers, be prepared....when I look at me in these pics...that song "don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me" runs through my head....and I have an oversized shirt on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nWkOS5xlyIs/TiCc2Dq5yrI/AAAAAAAAA7I/YKcqv6ZlPSE/s1600/IMG_2237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nWkOS5xlyIs/TiCc2Dq5yrI/AAAAAAAAA7I/YKcqv6ZlPSE/s320/IMG_2237.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Keep in mind...I live on a busy street! We are in the middle of the street! Once we get the offensive branch cut, my dad uses a rope to pull on the larger branch to cut more away so the trucks don't KEEP hitting the end of that same branch....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xd7uHgQn5Xg/TiCdMRT8qTI/AAAAAAAAA7M/I-yDumzgxzI/s1600/IMG_2238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xd7uHgQn5Xg/TiCdMRT8qTI/AAAAAAAAA7M/I-yDumzgxzI/s320/IMG_2238.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--r7Bb1n0MwU/TiCdf2YiyrI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/PSK3zeSjkVE/s1600/IMG_2239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--r7Bb1n0MwU/TiCdf2YiyrI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/PSK3zeSjkVE/s320/IMG_2239.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fQ-taR89DtY/TiCd13NqboI/AAAAAAAAA7U/aPTApS4e-Jw/s1600/IMG_2240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fQ-taR89DtY/TiCd13NqboI/AAAAAAAAA7U/aPTApS4e-Jw/s320/IMG_2240.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b6cZOuiTn74/TiCeUEO3H_I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/U6GOFQzkS6s/s1600/IMG_2241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b6cZOuiTn74/TiCeUEO3H_I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/U6GOFQzkS6s/s320/IMG_2241.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A nice man stops in his truck to tell us that this could possibly be dangerous and we should not do it this way. REALLY??? If we could do it any other way.....don't you think we would???? Do you think if we had a LARGE ladder or TREE CUTTING TOOLS that we would be in the back of a truck ON a ladder for everyone in Memphis to drive by and SEE???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Five seconds after the man pulled away we heard cracking....cracking...cracking...it wouldn't stop.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I, being the concerned daughter, jumped away from my father and left him as....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yttEFMtI3fg/TiCelIVd9DI/AAAAAAAAA7c/d2-X9M98Xbs/s1600/IMG_2242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yttEFMtI3fg/TiCelIVd9DI/AAAAAAAAA7c/d2-X9M98Xbs/s320/IMG_2242.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The limb broke away from the tree and fell on my dad, the ladder, and his truck....I almost made it out of the back of the truck.. but I decided to do the splits on the tailgate...MOST UNCOMFORTABLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6sQswZOW8l8/TiCe5Of6CrI/AAAAAAAAA7g/jB8HEtx2ESI/s1600/IMG_2243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6sQswZOW8l8/TiCe5Of6CrI/AAAAAAAAA7g/jB8HEtx2ESI/s320/IMG_2243.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7i5yLaMRsE4/TiCfM5ZKA1I/AAAAAAAAA7k/IUNubbsV58k/s1600/IMG_2244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7i5yLaMRsE4/TiCfM5ZKA1I/AAAAAAAAA7k/IUNubbsV58k/s320/IMG_2244.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KB_t1yg5j2U/TiCfefWSBuI/AAAAAAAAA7o/4PCkW-utt6k/s1600/IMG_2245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KB_t1yg5j2U/TiCfefWSBuI/AAAAAAAAA7o/4PCkW-utt6k/s320/IMG_2245.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, still only having hand saws and lopper, clipper thingys...we began cutting away the limb, little at a time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oOW80q2NavA/TiCgNMzq55I/AAAAAAAAA7w/jXPpzFEKosw/s1600/IMG_2247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oOW80q2NavA/TiCgNMzq55I/AAAAAAAAA7w/jXPpzFEKosw/s320/IMG_2247.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then dragging it out of the street......I made my dad leave because this week marks the two year anniversary of him surviving the "widow maker" heart attack....It was so HOT and HUMID...I wasn't about to let him help saw the big thick limb!! If he had a heart attack in my yard, I wouldn't have the strength to roll him to the sidewalk with all the branches!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jack and I took turns sawing and we had one cut left....we were dying....he found the ax...and gave it a try...I got the camera in case of human limb removal......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ba-nOGmkceo/TiCgmgYR80I/AAAAAAAAA70/6IWa70DCCZ4/s1600/IMG_2249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ba-nOGmkceo/TiCgmgYR80I/AAAAAAAAA70/6IWa70DCCZ4/s320/IMG_2249.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9WA_6zvV5_8/TiChA6ZutlI/AAAAAAAAA74/Y90q2PWCvHk/s1600/IMG_2250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9WA_6zvV5_8/TiChA6ZutlI/AAAAAAAAA74/Y90q2PWCvHk/s320/IMG_2250.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Several things I learned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1. I can't use a saw. I don't know if it is lack of strength, ability...or I am an idiot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2. I needed a chainsaw but would have been too scared to use it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. I told my next door neighbor about the "president's" phone call and he is furious...I have something she doesn't...I have crazy neighbors on my side! I have my own association and it is stronger than hers!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4. If a mosquito and an ant are biting you, don't swat at it with the saw...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wcx37l6v4mQ/TiChMsTueQI/AAAAAAAAA78/EINQBv8zL_I/s1600/IMG_2251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wcx37l6v4mQ/TiChMsTueQI/AAAAAAAAA78/EINQBv8zL_I/s320/IMG_2251.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My morning ended at 12:30pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1400275363940446855-9044204375818505220?l=classicmaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</conte
