<?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-8283200310637261290</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:37:46.290-07:00</updated><category term='baseball'/><category term='Cubscouts'/><category term='Relay for Life'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Letterboxing'/><category term='storms'/><category term='stitches'/><category term='carving'/><category term='Ethan'/><category term='Kitten'/><category term='games'/><category term='Carter'/><category term='birds'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='house sitting'/><category term='bunnies'/><category term='butterflies'/><category term='Jack'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Papaya Musings</title><subtitle type='html'>The hit-n-miss meanderings of a papaya's mind...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Papaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06664262569106999008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283200310637261290.post-6771865551605049771</id><published>2008-05-10T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T14:47:52.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relay for Life'/><title type='text'>Kicking Cancer's Butt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In a few weeks I will participate in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://main.acsevents.org/site/TR?pg=entry&amp;amp;fr_id=4766"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;South &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kitsap&lt;/span&gt; Relay for Life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;for my 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This is a cause I hold very close to my heart. To read more about my reasons for walking, or to Donate to an extremely worthy cause, please check out my Participant Page : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://main.acsevents.org/site/TR/RelayForLife/RelayForLifeGreatWestDivision?px=6490161&amp;amp;pg=personal&amp;amp;fr_id=4766"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;http://main.acsevents.org/site/TR/RelayForLife/RelayForLifeGreatWestDivision?px=6490161&amp;amp;pg=personal&amp;amp;fr_id=4766&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198868355002732626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCYXOV31EFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/5zL1-KBJj20/s400/luminariachild.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Thank you, all for your support and contributions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8283200310637261290-6771865551605049771?l=papayamusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6771865551605049771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8283200310637261290&amp;postID=6771865551605049771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/6771865551605049771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/6771865551605049771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/2008/05/kicking-cancers-butt.html' title='Kicking Cancer&apos;s Butt'/><author><name>Papaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06664262569106999008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCYXOV31EFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/5zL1-KBJj20/s72-c/luminariachild.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283200310637261290.post-3943056022847874364</id><published>2008-05-10T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T14:16:13.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butterflies'/><title type='text'>Creature Feature</title><content type='html'>Ok, I know that I am TERRIBLE about updating my blog regularly (quarterly?), and I am constantly "meaning to", but somehow it just doesn't get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring is always such a whirlwind time of year for us. Baseball season takes up a hug&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCX33l31EDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MkZU8Ksf3yk/s1600-h/carteratbat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198833879300247602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCX33l31EDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MkZU8Ksf3yk/s200/carteratbat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e amount of time. This year was Ethan's first year of t-ball. Yeaaaaah... about 4 games into the season he pronounced that, "Baseball is boring, I don't want to play anymore." Anyone who knows Ethan, &lt;em&gt;knows &lt;/em&gt;there is no point in arguing. (&lt;em&gt;You know the baby-name-origins books? "Ethan" means stubborn.. wish I'd seen that before he was born! ;-) &lt;/em&gt;Anyhooo, he is now waiting for Soccer season to return, and leaving the diamond to Carter. Carter is on the "Sunrise" team this year, and really enjoying himself. The beginning of the season was a bit of a transition (up to a new league with older kids), and being the youngest and smallest player on the team was a bit of an adjustment. Fortunately, he has two really great coaches, and his playing has improved a ton. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I chaperoned a field trip to the &lt;em&gt;Pacific Science Center &lt;/em&gt;with the 3rd grade. After arriving at the Port Orchard Ferry dock at &lt;em&gt;6:15am, &lt;/em&gt;we took 2 ferries over to Seattle. On the Bremerton Ferry, many of the kids enjoyed feeding seagulls off the back deck (aft?) While in general I am not a huge fan of the gulls (too many childhood incidents ending with gullpoop in my hair), it was neat to see them flying at the same speed as the ferry, giving an impression that they were quite still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCXyyF31D_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/UlOaPeMOL6k/s1600-h/Spring+08+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198828287252828146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCXyyF31D_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/UlOaPeMOL6k/s320/Spring+08+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; seagulls &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCXyx131D-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/9vb5JvA0aMg/s1600-h/Spring+08+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198828282957860834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCXyx131D-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/9vb5JvA0aMg/s320/Spring+08+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we finally arrived at the PSC, we had a great time exploring. We also saw a laser light show, and an IMAX movie about the Grand Canyon that was really amazing. Of course, there is never enough time to see and do everything that we want, but we made the most of the time we had. One of our favorite exhibits is always the &lt;em&gt;Butterfly House. &lt;/em&gt;In all the years we've been coming to &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCX1Nl31EAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/J2atTy9Vd2o/s1600-h/Spring+08+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198830958722486274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCX1Nl31EAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/J2atTy9Vd2o/s320/Spring+08+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the PSC and the BH, I have never seen so many different varieties all so active before! It must be the time of year, but literally they were EVERYWHERE. Flying, flitting, eating, resting, and displaying their gorgeous colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCX13F31EBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OTRqs5PA_eg/s1600-h/Spring+08+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198831671687057426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCX13F31EBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OTRqs5PA_eg/s320/Spring+08+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The brightly colored flowers made fabulous backdrops to all the magnificent colors of the butterflies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCX3H131ECI/AAAAAAAAAG8/lJDoeOk2mNI/s1600-h/Spring+08+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198833058961494050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCX3H131ECI/AAAAAAAAAG8/lJDoeOk2mNI/s200/Spring+08+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Natural camouflage&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCX5IV31EEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PuJedqXCaMM/s1600-h/Spring+08+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198835266574684226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCX5IV31EEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PuJedqXCaMM/s200/Spring+08+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCX3H131ECI/AAAAAAAAAG8/lJDoeOk2mNI/s1600-h/Spring+08+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCX3H131ECI/AAAAAAAAAG8/lJDoeOk2mNI/s1600-h/Spring+08+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8283200310637261290-3943056022847874364?l=papayamusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3943056022847874364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8283200310637261290&amp;postID=3943056022847874364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/3943056022847874364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/3943056022847874364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/2008/05/creature-feature.html' title='Creature Feature'/><author><name>Papaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06664262569106999008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/SCX33l31EDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MkZU8Ksf3yk/s72-c/carteratbat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283200310637261290.post-2192728252595228478</id><published>2007-11-17T23:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T14:15:31.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>A much Happier Jack-cident!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;This afternoon, I made a rather, well... &lt;em&gt;rash&lt;/em&gt; decision. On our way home from Chuck E. Cheese, the boys and I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stopped at the Animal Rescue exhibit we drove past. Then we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; went into the room with all the animals in need of homes. Then (yep, this is the big one!) I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; picked up the grey tabby that reached out and grabbed my sleeve. Well, after that, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; spending an hour filling out paperwork was completely out of my control. This may have been, in part, due to the serious &lt;strong&gt;lack of sleep&lt;/strong&gt; last night; but really I've been wanting a new cat for months and although the timing may not be perfect, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; feel like the stars aligned today and the choice was taken out of my hands. (That's my story, and I'm sticking to it!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rz_lVqxN1FI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nnISvPfhNz8/s1600-h/Jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134074260646384722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rz_lVqxN1FI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nnISvPfhNz8/s400/Jack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So, I am proud to introduce the newest member of the Papaya household- Jack. Jack is a 3 month old tabby, whose full name is actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jackalope&lt;/span&gt;, because he tends to bounce around the house almost as much as he runs. He is a cuddly, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;snuggly&lt;/span&gt;, wonderful little fella and needless to say the boys are deliriously happy about his arrival!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134075012265661538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rz_mBaxN1GI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zMsH4iQFbfU/s400/jack2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8283200310637261290-2192728252595228478?l=papayamusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2192728252595228478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8283200310637261290&amp;postID=2192728252595228478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/2192728252595228478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/2192728252595228478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/2007/11/much-happier-jack-cident.html' title='A much Happier Jack-cident!'/><author><name>Papaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06664262569106999008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rz_lVqxN1FI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nnISvPfhNz8/s72-c/Jack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283200310637261290.post-5060083343077933528</id><published>2007-11-17T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T14:14:54.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stitches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carter'/><title type='text'>Not for the Faint of Heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;...Motherhood, that is. Sometimes the job description just doesn't prepare you for the things you get to see- especially when you have 2 rough-and-tumble boys! Last night my oldest boy took a Big tumble while at gymnastics, and cut his head open. Alot. Even scarier, was that he has no memory of the accident. All he remembers is running across the gym and then waking up on the couch, covered in blood (gott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rz_fA6xN1DI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cAJPOlhhtbE/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134067307094332466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rz_fA6xN1DI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cAJPOlhhtbE/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;a love head wounds for sheer volume!) After whisking him off to the emergency room, I watched (in concealed horror) as the doctor removed the gauze and exposed, not only his wound... but a gash all the way to his skull. Owwwwwwwwwy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;One facility-transfer, 4 x-rays, and 1 CT scan later, we finally got around to the business of stitching him up around 1am. Because the wound was so deep, he actually got 3 layers of stitches. 3 at the skull, 7 in the muscle tissue, and 17 on the surface. (&lt;strong&gt;That's 27 stitches total!)&lt;/strong&gt;He was such a trooper! I don't know if I could have held it together nearly so well if he hadn't been so incredibly b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rz_ekKxN1CI/AAAAAAAAAFs/V1X7nprhP4E/s1600-h/27+stitches.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134066813173093410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rz_ekKxN1CI/AAAAAAAAAFs/V1X7nprhP4E/s320/27+stitches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;rave! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;We finally made it home around 3am this morning. One would think he might take it easy today, lounge around, be pampered a bit. Ohhhhhhhh, no! That, of course, would have meant missing a birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese- and getting to show off his newly acquired battle scars! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I just can't keep this boy down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rz_dNKxN1BI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YXd2pSAc58M/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8283200310637261290-5060083343077933528?l=papayamusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5060083343077933528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8283200310637261290&amp;postID=5060083343077933528' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/5060083343077933528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/5060083343077933528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/2007/11/not-for-faint-of-heart.html' title='Not for the Faint of Heart...'/><author><name>Papaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06664262569106999008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rz_fA6xN1DI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cAJPOlhhtbE/s72-c/DSC00008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283200310637261290.post-6545832131874563888</id><published>2007-10-19T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T14:14:13.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house sitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storms'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Babysitting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My dear friends are out of the country this week, and I have graciously agreed to house/kid/animal sit while they are away. So, here I am with 4 kids (2 eight year olds and 2 five year olds), 4 dogs, 3 cats, 2 fish, 1 bird, 1 guinnea pig, and 1 snake. WHat could possibly go wrong...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1... Smooth sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Day 2... After running kids to school and other assorted errands, I stopped to fill the car up with gas. As I swiped my card and went to open the gas-hatch, I realized it was locked. After several minutes of searching, in vain, for a button or nob to pop the hatch, I finally broke down and called&lt;strong&gt; David in Amsterdam&lt;/strong&gt;. Me: "Hi! No, nobody's bleeding... I just...er, can't get the gas-hatch opened at the gas station. THe button's where? Ohhhhhh, ok, thanks. Have a nice trip!"&lt;br /&gt;Problem solved. Later that night, we discovered that one of the dogs had chewed up a Karate belt accidently left within reach. Many tears ensued. Still, things are going relatively well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Day 3... The kids wanted to take a bath all together in the jet tub. It's big enough, so why not? First, Ethan got his foot cut on one of the jets. While I was downstairs finding a bandaid, the other 3 started a naval battle of mythic proportions. After getting everyone out and into pajamas, it took approximately 40 minutes to mop up all the water, dry off the windows, walls, and ceiling, and squeegee the dog that was witness to the event...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Day 4... Ohhhh boy. This is where things get dicey! Western Washington is having its first severe weather storm of the season. Thursday's wind gusts were "tornado-like". About half an hour before I needed to leave to pick kids up from school., the power went out. Ok, fine... except that the car is in the closed garage with power doors. hmmmmm. Fortunately charma was on my side, and the power blipped on for about &lt;strong&gt;one minute; &lt;/strong&gt;just long enough to hit the button and get out. Oh, and of course I shut it when I left.&lt;br /&gt;It then took me about 40 minutes to drive across town, due to power outages and no traffic lights. After loading all 4 kids in, and stopping at Safeway for some bread (It is a scientifically proven fact that children can exist for days on peanut butter and jelly alone), we returned home. The power is out, but no problemo- I have a housekey. A brand-new-never-been-tried housekey, shiny and freshly ripped off the cardboard. Can you imagine my shock when the darn thing &lt;strong&gt;didn't work??? &lt;/strong&gt;With 4 kids whining about having to sleep outside, I made rounds around the house, but to no avail. Finally, I managed to nearly break the key forcing it into the lock and barely turning it. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;Safely inside, I went about gathering candles, flashlights, boardgames, blankets, prestologs, and making several pb&amp;amp;j sandwiches. Then we secured everyone in the master bedroom for our "Slumber Party". I managed to get the prestolog started, and only set off the smoke detector twice (a personal best, I think!) Oh what fun! Flashlight battles, reading by candlelight, eating junkfood (If Lisa is reading this... I mean carrot sticks! yes! Healthy foods!) And by 8:00 we were all ready for sleep. By we, I of course mean &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;, as they were all still bouncing about...&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I got everyone settled. With three of us in the King bed, and 2 in sleeping bags on the floor--- forget John-boy, this was what we heard:&lt;br /&gt;Ethan(5): "Samantha, I'm going to marry you someday."&lt;br /&gt;Samantha (5): "I don't &lt;em&gt;think &lt;/em&gt;so! I'm gonna choose my &lt;em&gt;own man!"&lt;/em&gt; (said as she's snuggling with Carter(8)!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: "ok."&lt;br /&gt;And... goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Day 5 and 6... With the power back on, life has returned to some form of normalcy. In the last 48 hours we have had &lt;strong&gt;three&lt;/strong&gt; baby teeth fall out, for a total of 2 visits from the Toothfairy. Very, very exciting indeed! After 3 hours of soccer in the rain this morning, I'm pretty happy that we don't have to leave the house again until tomorrow. The kids are downstairs playing Wii (wonderful invention!) and I am enjoying a bit of quiet time before dinner. Yes, I'm sure that the next 2 days will be calm and adventure free... right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some cool weather pics to upload, but Blogger seems to be having some trouble... sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8283200310637261290-6545832131874563888?l=papayamusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6545832131874563888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8283200310637261290&amp;postID=6545832131874563888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/6545832131874563888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/6545832131874563888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/2007/10/adventures-in-babysitting.html' title='Adventures in Babysitting'/><author><name>Papaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06664262569106999008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283200310637261290.post-4490478587815680275</id><published>2007-06-12T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T14:12:34.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letterboxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relay for Life'/><title type='text'>Taking a Walk</title><content type='html'>It has been a very, very busy month. We've had Mother's Day, 7 family birthdays, cub scout ceremonies, school field trips and picnics, baseball games (3 times a week!), and all the other day to day stuff to squeeze in between! With all this going on, sometime 'walk' was more like a frantic 'run' but I think we're over the busiest times. Now we're looking forward to the "Lazy" (ha!) days of summer ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Relay for Life~ June 1st and 2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The boys and I participated in the South Kitsap Relay for Life for the 4th time this year. While Carter's been pretty active in the event all along, this was really the first year that Ethan got involved. He walked with me, and asked wonderful questions while we walked around in the dark during the luminaria ceremony. I think he is still too young to appreciate all of it, but our conversations really made me realize that my baby is growing up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rm810OpVWLI/AAAAAAAAADs/8BDWHuA7R5I/s1600-h/relaypic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075334476470769842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rm810OpVWLI/AAAAAAAAADs/8BDWHuA7R5I/s400/relaypic.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;These are the Luminaria bags that I made this year. On the left, my college mentor, Janet Reed, has spent the last 2 years battling a very aggressive form of breast cancer. On the right, to remember my uncle, Calvin Miller, who passed away 4 years ago May of cancer. I also walk because I am so very blessed by happy, healthy children~ and I know that not all mothers are so fortunate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A leisurely walk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Last weekend, we took a walk in Hansville with our dear friends, the Carlsons. The trail was absolutely beautiful, despite it's bewildering lack of tupperware to hunt. (No fear, this will be remedied this summer!) As we hiked along, we started to notice these intriguing little rock sculptures that were found all along the trail. They varied in size from quite small to rather large, but were really quite fun to find as we went. I took pictures of several. I'd LOVE to use these in some clues... but somehow I don't think they're entirely permanent. Oh well, I'm excited to see if any are still around next time I get out there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rm810epVWMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Uai0ay4aY0M/s1600-h/rockpile.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075334480765737154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rm810epVWMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Uai0ay4aY0M/s400/rockpile.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I was busy snapping away with the camera, and soon found myself &lt;em&gt;waaaaay &lt;/em&gt;behind the group. The forrest was so peaceful and quiet, it was almost intoxicating! Soon I started to see... well, &lt;em&gt;faces&lt;/em&gt; in the large tree trunks along the trail. Some were quite remarkable... like big forrest gods keeping an eye on travellers. I took many pics, and this is my favorite Tree Friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075334472175802530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rm81z-pVWKI/AAAAAAAAADk/NG7iIReCAJI/s400/IMG_1847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The early summer weather has been so incredible this year... it's made getting out to walk so enjoyable! I hope I'm not jinxing the rest of the summer by admiring our weather too loudly! With only5 1/2 days of school left, I'm ready to enjoy some sun and get out there and BOX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8283200310637261290-4490478587815680275?l=papayamusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4490478587815680275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8283200310637261290&amp;postID=4490478587815680275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/4490478587815680275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/4490478587815680275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/2007/06/taking-walk.html' title='Taking a Walk'/><author><name>Papaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06664262569106999008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Rm810OpVWLI/AAAAAAAAADs/8BDWHuA7R5I/s72-c/relaypic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283200310637261290.post-6526325057287858983</id><published>2007-04-09T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T14:10:52.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunnies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letterboxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RhqM9neLC_I/AAAAAAAAACM/ZkHtHKIRvko/s1600-h/IMG_1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, we've had a busy few weeks! It seems like we all have a bit of an energy burst when that spring sun comes out to play... here are some of our highlights!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RhqN0HeLDFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0PvWKvq3OuY/s1600-h/IMG_1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051505858547747922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RhqN0HeLDFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0PvWKvq3OuY/s320/IMG_1514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baseball season has officially begun! Carter's team this year, the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Glisson&lt;/span&gt; and Witt Crimson Eagles" are off to a terrific start! The boys have a lot of fun, and it's wonderful to see how much Carter's skills improve from year to year. He may not be destined for a baseball &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scholarship&lt;/span&gt;, but South &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kitsap&lt;/span&gt; Western Little League.... Watch out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051504926539844610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RhqM93eLDAI/AAAAAAAAACU/JCcOXIjaV7M/s320/IMG_1511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan and Bill got to go to the "Museum of Flight" in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Renton&lt;/span&gt; for a field trip on March 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. The boys got to see A LOT of airplanes, sat in a cockpit or two... and enjoyed an afternoon together. Ethan's favorite airplane? "The one that looks like a caterpillar" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;... wonder which one that was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Carter's game on Saturday, the boys and I headed to Salem to visit Grandma and Grandpa. The weather on Sunday was so terrific, Dad and I decided to do a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;letterboxing&lt;/span&gt;! We spent a few hours out at Willamette Mission State Park hiking and boxing. While we only found 2 out of 3 that day, we had a great time and really enjoyed the spring day. We also learned about this terrific "Ghost House"... a metal frame monument to the original mission erected in that spot a bazillion years ago. It's a really cool effect to look across the river and see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;roofline&lt;/span&gt;. Not sure when it was put into place, but in all the years we've been visiting this local park, I'd never seen it before. Thanks Maiden... for the education :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tulip is from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Deepwood&lt;/span&gt; Mansion garden... another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;letterboxing&lt;/span&gt; trip this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RhqN0neLDGI/AAAAAAAAADE/NRMXNjTj3Vo/s1600-h/IMG_1553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051505867137682530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RhqN0neLDGI/AAAAAAAAADE/NRMXNjTj3Vo/s320/IMG_1553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051504930834811922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="175" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RhqM-HeLDBI/AAAAAAAAACc/D3IK1MH_l7Q/s320/IMG_1520.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051504939424746530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="115" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RhqM-neLDCI/AAAAAAAAACk/YMNEjOe2GLM/s320/IMG_1525.JPG" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Wednesday we headed to Pacific City on the Oregon Coast. While it was still a bit chilly, it didn't rain and overall the weather was quite nice. The boys L-O-V-E this beach because there is a LARGE sand dune at one end that they can climb... over, and over, and over... Carter, Ethan, and Dad are walking toward the sea and Haystack Rock in the photo above.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051504948014681138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RhqM_HeLDDI/AAAAAAAAACs/DvtYi0tGq98/s320/IMG_1576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RhqNzneLDEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/vQSXpjDW7qY/s1600-h/BOys.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right near this favorite spot, there just happens to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;delightful&lt;/span&gt; little park we never knew about... until (yeah, you know what's coming!) we went in search of a little bit-o-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tupperware&lt;/span&gt;. The story goes that once upon a time, a little girl lost 2 pet bunnies near the park. Let alone, the couple founded a dynasty, which today boasts several &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hundred&lt;/span&gt; wild rabbits in this city park and surrounding area. You can buy bunny food nearby and feed them. They are pretty tame... if you are quiet enough they will come up and eat right out of your hand! The boys were enthralled with the cute little critters! I guess this will be another must-stop on all future visits to Pacific City!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RhqNzneLDEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/vQSXpjDW7qY/s1600-h/BOys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051505849957813314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RhqNzneLDEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/vQSXpjDW7qY/s320/BOys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After returning home on Thursday, Carter had another baseball game. And, of course, Sunday was Easter! The bunny came hopping by quite early at our house. After Bill's nap, we spent the afternoon at Irene's house eating,visiting with Great Grandma, and playing games. This shot of the boys seemed like a great way to sum up our spring break. Much fun was had by all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8283200310637261290-6526325057287858983?l=papayamusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6526325057287858983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8283200310637261290&amp;postID=6526325057287858983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/6526325057287858983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/6526325057287858983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/2007/04/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Papaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06664262569106999008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RhqN0HeLDFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0PvWKvq3OuY/s72-c/IMG_1514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283200310637261290.post-3393728161428563966</id><published>2007-03-20T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T14:09:26.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letterboxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cubscouts'/><title type='text'>Shamrocks bring Good Luck!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'm nearly recovered from my very busy weekend, so I thought I'd take a moment to share the highlights. Saturday was the &lt;em&gt;2nd Annual Spring Fling &lt;/em&gt;letterboxing event, in Chehalis, Washington. My friend Buppsters did an &lt;strong&gt;AMAZING &lt;/strong&gt;job hosting this all day extravaganza, and I'd like to take a minute to thank her for all of her hard work! I had a fabulous time!! After weather reports predicting lots of rain, we really lucked out with cloudy skies that didn't actually leak until the event was over. That's about the best you can hope for in March in Washington!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044247608534059906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RgDEeXHJS4I/AAAAAAAAABg/38LasFWMC7U/s320/Spring+Flinger+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;That's Whispering Thunder, Whodatscifiguy (in the middle, their daughter, but I'm afraid I didn't get her name), and Bookworm exchanging at the Spring Flinger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A Hunting we will go... for tupperware, that is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044247617123994514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RgDEe3HJS5I/AAAAAAAAABo/UiR7xHxAvsw/s320/Spring+Flinger+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the pleasure of meeting for the first time AND boxing with Hooded Falcon and the Bald Eagle. That's Nailhead scoping out boxes in the background... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044247621418961826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RgDEfHHJS6I/AAAAAAAAABw/inEQ71WZYxM/s320/Spring+Flinger+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And, another highlight of the event was meeting the Famous Robb and Lisascenic, from San Francisco! After chatting online with Lisa all this time, it was wonderful to finally meet face to face! It's a great feeling to be a part of this community. Everyone is so friendly and fun to hang out with. Where else can you find a group of people, so very varied in age and background, that can come together with camaraderie like old friends, all for the sake of some slabs of rubber and a little ink? Yes, we're a strange lot, but I guess it goes to show that Strange has to stick together!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Well, after the L-O-N-G day on Saturday, and spending the night at the wonderful Olympic Club hotel in Centralia, we also had the Cubscout Pinewood Derby on Sunday. After last year's roaring victory, Carter's expectations were awfully high. I was worried that this year's car (well, not-so-much car, but rather LARGE SLUG on WHEELS) might not maintain our one-year winning streak. But, alas... IT DID!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044247625713929138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RgDEfXHJS7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/0WYFr0BKaPA/s320/Spring+Flinger+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ok, 1st.. Sorry but I couldn't figure out how to rotate the pic... and 2nd.. see that yellow streak way out in front? Oh yeah... that's our SLUG!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044247630008896450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RgDEfnHJS8I/AAAAAAAAACA/2TIpMkmdOkI/s320/Spring+Flinger+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And, here is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pack 4523 Champion, Carter, with his speedy-banana-slug!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(Nope, I'm not proud at all!!) Off to districts next month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Oh, and I had a birthday, too. It was nice, quiet, and relaxing... which was Exactly what I needed after this weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8283200310637261290-3393728161428563966?l=papayamusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3393728161428563966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8283200310637261290&amp;postID=3393728161428563966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/3393728161428563966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/3393728161428563966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/2007/03/shamrocks-bring-good-luck.html' title='Shamrocks bring Good Luck!!'/><author><name>Papaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06664262569106999008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RgDEeXHJS4I/AAAAAAAAABg/38LasFWMC7U/s72-c/Spring+Flinger+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283200310637261290.post-8337155012383844604</id><published>2007-03-07T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T14:08:24.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ethan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Spring Tease</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year, about this time, Spring peaks her head out and says hello. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;, but she is such a tease! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pooof&lt;/span&gt;, she runs and hides behind Winter for another few weeks. Still, this is my favorite time of year... even if it is fleeting. I love the blue skies and how 60* suddenly feels warm. I love to see the green sprouts of my tulips and daffodils poking out of the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039371171968628418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Re9xYZSItsI/AAAAAAAAABI/4QJOyAA7bmQ/s320/IMG_1469.jpg" border="0" /&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;Today was our 3rd glorious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-spring day in a row. I spent the morning carving and playing with Ethan. I took him to preschool and carved some more! This weather makes me realize that Prime &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Letterbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Re9y9pSIttI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4PPJqL-bpOQ/s1600-h/IMG_1473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039372911430383314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Re9y9pSIttI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4PPJqL-bpOQ/s320/IMG_1473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;xing&lt;/span&gt; season is just around the corner, and I am just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Itchin&lt;/span&gt;' to get out and plant! At 3:00 I walked up to pick Ethan up, and we walked home. We stopped twice to look at bugs, then raced down the driveway. Darn, Ethan won again! He is always in such a wonderful mood after preschool. Today, one of his friends, Madeline, made him a picture. He got home and wanted to make one for her, so while I carved he sat next to me and stamped away. My red ink pad may never be the same again, but by golly he had fun! After completing his masterpiece, Ethan wanted to sign his name on the back. Generally, this means "E", but he's really been working on his letters lately, so I decided to see if he could do more. With a little help, he wrote his full name for the first time EVER today! The signature below was his 3rd attempt, his FIRST attempt ALL BY HIMSELF! I was so proud I almost cried!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039373001624696546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Re9zC5SItuI/AAAAAAAAABY/DdDSiYK66Hc/s320/ETHAN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8283200310637261290-8337155012383844604?l=papayamusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8337155012383844604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8283200310637261290&amp;postID=8337155012383844604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/8337155012383844604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/8337155012383844604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring-tease.html' title='Spring Tease'/><author><name>Papaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06664262569106999008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/Re9xYZSItsI/AAAAAAAAABI/4QJOyAA7bmQ/s72-c/IMG_1469.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283200310637261290.post-6326992480515307761</id><published>2007-02-12T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T14:06:20.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carving'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so this post has &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; to do with the cupid-infested holiday, but it is this week, so there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was filled to the brim with Carter's birthday celebrations. Wednesday the 7th was his actual birthday. Being a school night, it was fairly low-key, with a birthday dinner and &lt;em&gt;a few&lt;/em&gt; presents. Saturday was the big party. Lasertag! What more could an 8year old want, then a half hour of sanctioned target practice at one's own best friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030839736206600930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RdEiFeaDquI/AAAAAAAAAAY/z6bIufe2afA/s320/Jan-Feb07+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RdEinOaDqvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/xtp7cD7RhHQ/s1600-h/Jan-Feb07+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030840316027185906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RdEinOaDqvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/xtp7cD7RhHQ/s320/Jan-Feb07+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, with all that cake, and playing, and of course the sheer exhaustion of being 4... Ethan decided to take a little &lt;em&gt;cat nap:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's Bailey, guarding the sleeping bug.&lt;/p&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;And what hav&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RdEkneaDqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/gvAcgdn4fd0/s1600-h/carvings+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030842519345408786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RdEkneaDqxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/gvAcgdn4fd0/s320/carvings+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e I been doing to keep busy? Besides working, birthday planning, and general domestic bliss, I have managed to squeeze a little carving in lately, too. My list of postal obligations seems to grow all on its own! Still, I decided this week to re-carve one of my personal travellers, "Ethan's Obsession". I carved the original back in July/Aug. (one of my first carvings) and while I was SOOoo proud of it at the time, I really wanted to use my growing skills. This is exciting for me, because since the images are almost identical, I can really see how much I've improved. Here they are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8283200310637261290-6326992480515307761?l=papayamusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6326992480515307761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8283200310637261290&amp;postID=6326992480515307761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/6326992480515307761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/6326992480515307761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!'/><author><name>Papaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06664262569106999008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RdEiFeaDquI/AAAAAAAAAAY/z6bIufe2afA/s72-c/Jan-Feb07+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283200310637261290.post-4907201401144737077</id><published>2007-02-04T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T14:07:11.981-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cubscouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Superbowl Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RcZXQLfDv7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VIHHAakksLs/s1600-h/IMG_1182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027801969478320050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RcZXQLfDv7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VIHHAakksLs/s320/IMG_1182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the nation sits, poised on the edges of various couches, chairs, tailgates, and other horizontal surfaces to watch THE game of the year. Today, I'm crocheting and watching the MONK marathon on USA. Sorry, folks, but football is just not something I get into. So, for all of you Not watching the game, I devote this blog to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scout Sunday~ This morning was also our pack's Scout Sunday. Carter and I were up quite early this a.m. in order to cook pancakes, eggs, and sausage for the scout breakfast. We had a great time helping out and visiting with the senior-sector... (who seem to be the audience of choice for young boys in uniforms selling cold pancakes and eggs.) The picture is Wolf Cub Carter last October at the Space Derby, showing off his uniform and his X-Wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a busy weekend for us, and truthfully, I'm looking forward to a quiet afternoon of Monk-viewing while Bill sleeps. Thursday we attended the Sidney Glen play "The Wizard of Oz". It was fabulous!! This was Ethan's first experience watching a live play, and he did a great job, too. Friday night, my sister-in-law, Laurie, and her husband Craig came over for dinner. We taught them how to play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Mah&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jong&lt;/span&gt;. They must have enjoyed it, because we were up playing until 2am! We split Saturday between Bill's dad's birthday lunch and having dinner with good friends. This time it was our turn to try a new game. We played "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Bausack&lt;/span&gt;", which is sort of like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jenga&lt;/span&gt;, only the pieces are all different and irregular. It was quite the lesson in geometry/physics! We also played "Snatch", which is a fast-paced word game, rather like Scrabble on crack. Great fun. And, as it turns out... "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;robotsy&lt;/span&gt;" is not actually an actual word.&lt;br /&gt;For anyone who can prove that it is... I've got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fabu&lt;/span&gt;-prize for you! (Actual proof is needed to reclaim my title as Snatch-Queen away from David. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;, on second thought... maybe I'll let him keep that particular title!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my very first blog entry, so please leave me a note :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8283200310637261290-4907201401144737077?l=papayamusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4907201401144737077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8283200310637261290&amp;postID=4907201401144737077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/4907201401144737077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8283200310637261290/posts/default/4907201401144737077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papayamusings.blogspot.com/2007/02/superbowl-sunday.html' title='Superbowl Sunday'/><author><name>Papaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06664262569106999008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0-UTnqiQ_Ig/RcZXQLfDv7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VIHHAakksLs/s72-c/IMG_1182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
