<?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:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421</id><updated>2010-07-29T15:29:47.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Preppy Nonsense</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>380</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-666369492739148904</id><published>2010-07-18T18:33:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T20:20:15.150-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization nonsense'/><title type='text'>sharpie lovers, unite</title><content type='html'>I have a confession - I love back-to-school time. I'm not in school anymore, and the husband and I don't have any little ones. So why do I love this time of year? Two words -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supplies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My obession with seemingly petty products is well known in my office because I'm so vocal about them. Generic sticky note pads? No way, sister. They have to be &lt;em&gt;Post It brand Super Sticky notes&lt;/em&gt;. Sharpie pens? Yes please, but I prefer the capped ones, not the retractable variety. Though I have both - in mass quantities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at Target I moseyed through the office supply section, maneuvering through the parents and kiddos with their school supply lists. I found an exciting item - &lt;a href="http://www.sharpie.com/enUS/Product/Sharpie_Pen.html"&gt;Sharpie pens &lt;/a&gt;in new colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495387501039040434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/TEOJ0P6Nt7I/AAAAAAAACg0/GUibUrToWkg/s320/132025160.jpg" /&gt;If only they made a nice dark pink... that would be great. I have a Bic dark pink pen but it's no Sharpie! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After looking at the Sharpie website, I noticed I've never seen the &lt;a href="http://www.sharpie.com/enUS/Product/Sharpie_Pen_Grip.html"&gt;Sharpie Pen Grip&lt;/a&gt; - does anyone use them? Do tell... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-666369492739148904?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/666369492739148904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=666369492739148904' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/666369492739148904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/666369492739148904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/07/sharpie-lovers-unite.html' title='sharpie lovers, unite'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/TEOJ0P6Nt7I/AAAAAAAACg0/GUibUrToWkg/s72-c/132025160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-9165434792666221736</id><published>2010-07-11T22:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T22:57:19.900-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking nonsense'/><title type='text'>i heart pickles</title><content type='html'>If there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I love pickles. If you like pickles as much as I do, you're certainly my friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago, I stumbled upon a recipe for &lt;a href="http://annies-eats.com/2008/08/20/dill-pickles/"&gt;dill pickle spears &lt;/a&gt;on the blog &lt;a href="http://annies-eats.com/"&gt;Annie's Eats&lt;/a&gt;. I've made them many times since then, but a few weeks ago I read a &lt;a href="http://www.flythroughourwindow.com/2010/06/getting-ready-sweet-crunchy-dills/"&gt;pickle post&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.flythroughourwindow.com/"&gt;Fly Through Our Window&lt;/a&gt;. I got some fresh dill and bought some ingredients, and one night I made the pickles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My. Word. They are so good! They're slightly sweet, but not overly so, and the onion and mustard seed adds great flavor. I followed the &lt;a href="http://www.bonappetit.com/recipes/2008/06/slightly_sweet_dill_refrigerator_pickles"&gt;Bon Appetit recipe&lt;/a&gt; pretty closely except for white pepper - my grocery store didn't have any so I just used a smaller amount of black peppercorns. I agree with Darby that I didn't have enough liquid, so I added some water to fill the dishes (I didn't use jars and went for rectangular glass storage containers with plastic lids instead).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost done with my second batch of pickles and will be making some more. I wish my cucumber vines were cooperating but no veggies yet! If you're a pickle person, make some and tell me what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-9165434792666221736?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/9165434792666221736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=9165434792666221736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/9165434792666221736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/9165434792666221736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/07/i-heart-pickles.html' title='i heart pickles'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-282343376325507979</id><published>2010-07-05T22:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:39:23.354-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping nonsense'/><title type='text'>you need to buy this</title><content type='html'>I love &lt;a href="http://oldnavy.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=20408&amp;amp;vid=1&amp;amp;pid=772014&amp;amp;scid=772014022"&gt;this cardigan&lt;/a&gt;. Ordered it from Old Navy, of all places, along with its two other colors and four &lt;a href="http://oldnavy.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=20408&amp;amp;vid=1&amp;amp;pid=770297&amp;amp;scid=770297112"&gt;pointelle-trim cardigans&lt;/a&gt;. They're all cute, fit well, but best of all, they're CHEAP. I wore the yellow one on Friday and got lots of compliments. Definitely looks like more than $26.50!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-282343376325507979?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/282343376325507979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=282343376325507979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/282343376325507979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/282343376325507979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/07/you-need-to-buy-this.html' title='you need to buy this'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-1405065684338138209</id><published>2010-07-02T17:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T17:49:46.287-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme nonsense'/><title type='text'>it's been awhile</title><content type='html'>Hello, world. It's been awhile. I took a little break from blogging. I was burnt out and tired, not from blogging, but from life's little annoyances and stressors that get in the way. Instead of filling each post with my complaints and diatribes, I took a step back. It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband and I have been busy around the house, whether it's yardwork, cooking, or vacuuming the endless amount of dog hair that shows up. Sometimes I really wonder if the dogs have friends over when we're at work - where does all the hair come from?! This weekend I have big plans of being lazy and catching up on my magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do have things to tell you, including a recipe for the best refrigerator pickles EVER and my new cardigan wardrobe. Yes. Wardrobe. There are that many. It would be embarassing if I wasn't so giddy about them. So until next time - have a wonderful weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-1405065684338138209?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/1405065684338138209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=1405065684338138209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/1405065684338138209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/1405065684338138209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/07/its-been-awhile.html' title='it&apos;s been awhile'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-7464945726067821782</id><published>2010-06-14T20:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:13:12.176-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snarky nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme nonsense'/><title type='text'>signs of growing old, concert edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You know you're getting old when you eschew lawn concert tickets for pavilion seats so that you can avoid being around high schoolers. And when you pay a premium for said tickets, one of the perks is an air-conditioned VIP bathroom, which you are overly excited about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Forget the days of getting lawn space or tailgating in the parking lot. I'm excited about not waiting in line for the potty! Is my AARP card in the mail yet?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-7464945726067821782?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/7464945726067821782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=7464945726067821782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/7464945726067821782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/7464945726067821782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/06/signs-of-growing-old-concert-edition.html' title='signs of growing old, concert edition'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-5034168786329777265</id><published>2010-06-13T20:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:28:16.596-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant nonsense'/><title type='text'>napa valley food review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So - you want to eat well in wine country. The Napa Valley area has no shortage of delicious food and drink, that's for sure. When I made our dinner plans, I had two objectives - 1) I wanted to eat well; and 2) I didn't want to &lt;em&gt;completely&lt;/em&gt; break the bank. So any chains were out, as was the &lt;a href="http://www.frenchlaundry.com/"&gt;French Laundry&lt;/a&gt;. Some day, Thomas Keller, some day! I like fresh food with local ingredients, especially seafood, so any menu with inventive seafood caught my eye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This was not my first trip to Napa, and my parents have been there many times, so I had some idea of what areas we wanted to visit. I then checked &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/"&gt;Tripadvisor&lt;/a&gt; for current reviews and &lt;a href="http://www.opentable.com/"&gt;Open Table&lt;/a&gt; to see if there were reservations available. In some cases, I had to call the restaurant directly because of our party size. I started this as soon as the plane tickets were purchased, which was about 2 months in advance. On to the goods... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.travignerestaurant.com/tv.html"&gt;Tra Vigne&lt;/a&gt;, St Helena&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://images2b.photo.walgreens.com/232323232%7Ffp53387%3Enu%3D3263%3E%3B7%3A%3E%3B%3B7%3EWSNRCG%3D3483%3B%3B6%3A8%3B329nu0mrj" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really liked this choice for our first night in the area. We had great service and there were several standout menu items - the mozarella cheese 'al minuto,' short ribs, and a special of the day - scallop risotto. The pasta was very good too. I would eat there again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reddnapavalley.com/"&gt;Redd&lt;/a&gt;, Yountville&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://images2b.photo.walgreens.com/232323232%7Ffp53376%3Enu%3D3263%3E%3B7%3A%3E%3B%3B7%3EWSNRCG%3D3483%3C26%3B%3C%3B329nu0mrj" /&gt;This was our best meal of the trip, in my opinion. The fish was the highlight of the menu (halibut, skate, and John dory), as were the desserts. The boys mixed it up that night by having local beers and I had some fun mixed drinks. Unfortunately, I don't have more than 3 photos of the evening because we were so busy eating! I would definitely eat at Redd again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brix.com/"&gt;Brix&lt;/a&gt;, Yountville&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://images2b.photo.walgreens.com/232323232%7Ffp53384%3Enu%3D3263%3E%3B7%3A%3E%3B%3B7%3EWSNRCG%3D3483%3C38869329nu0mrj" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have mixed thoughts about Brix. On one hand, the scenery is amazing. There is a lovely garden behind the restaurant that made for a nice little walk while waiting for our salads. And the sunset with the view was great, especially since we sat outside.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://images2b.photo.walgreens.com/232323232%7Ffp53385%3Enu%3D3263%3E%3B7%3A%3E%3B%3B7%3EWSNRCG%3D3483%3C38674329nu0mrj" /&gt;But. The food wasn't great. It was good, but not great. I had two appetizers instead of an entree - the mussels and the onion pizza. The pizza was not very good, even though I love onions and everything that was on it. I think it might have been undercooked, but it seemed to be browned enough. Other dishes were better but not as good as our previous nights' fare. I would probably not eat at Brix again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thegirlandthefig.com/"&gt;Girl and the Fig&lt;/a&gt;, Sonoma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images2b.photo.walgreens.com/232323232%7Ffp53395%3Enu%3D3263%3E%3B7%3A%3E%3B%3B7%3EWSNRCG%3D3483%3C444%3C6329nu0mrj"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://images2b.photo.walgreens.com/232323232%7Ffp53395%3Enu%3D3263%3E%3B7%3A%3E%3B%3B7%3EWSNRCG%3D3483%3C444%3C6329nu0mrj" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really wanted to like the Girl and the Fig, but it fell short. The dishes were good but nothing particularly stood out, aside from the cheese platter. Our table also didn't like the pickled figs - maybe we're in the minority but they were pretty gross. I probably wouldn't eat there again for dinner. Maybe for lunch though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So that's a brief overview of our dinners - we also ate at &lt;a href="http://www.hillstone.com/#/restaurants/rutherfordGrill/"&gt;Rutherford Grille&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://cafesarafornia.com/"&gt;Cafe Sarafornia&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.picapicakitchen.com/"&gt;Pica Pica&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.oxbowpublicmarket.com/"&gt;Oxbow Public Market&lt;/a&gt;. If you're going to Napa I do have some brief points of advice:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Make reservations. You don't &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to, but restaurants get busy quickly and you won't want to wait 3 hours to eat dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don't be afraid to stay at the bar. If you're not interested in a full meal, sit at the bar and enjoy a drink and appetizer or two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Keep your wallet open because food and drink will be expensive. It's the way it is! That doesn't mean that you blindly turn over your Amex, but just realize that you will pay more than you expected. You get what you pay for in most cases. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-5034168786329777265?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/5034168786329777265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=5034168786329777265' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/5034168786329777265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/5034168786329777265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/06/napa-valley-food-review.html' title='napa valley food review'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-7215111045233201273</id><published>2010-06-13T13:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T13:41:59.771-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snarky nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blonde nonsense'/><title type='text'>weeks that suck and other nonsense</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week has kicked my ass. It's Sunday and I'm &lt;em&gt;tired&lt;/em&gt;. I was out of town Thursday morning through Saturday afternoon for work, and now I have one day to rest, get my stuff together for the week, and fix my hair issues because tomorrow at work is PICTURE DAY! We are having photos taken for the new website. I probably have note told you about my old website photo, but it is terrible. You know it's bad when you meet people for the first time and they say "You look &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; like your photo on the website! You look &lt;em&gt;a lot better&lt;/em&gt; in person!" Seriously. It's that bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I begged my hairdresser for a Saturday afternoon appointment yesterday and she left me with &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/1w7vwy"&gt;highlighted, golden locks with a hint of curl&lt;/a&gt;. Just like the photo I showed her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But when I try to do my own hair (because duh, I have to practice before photo day tomorrow), &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/1widnm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is what I come up with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you couldn't tell, they're not the same. I have spent the last 5+ years using primarily a flat iron, so using a curling iron is a little foreign to me now. Also add to the difficulty that new hair requires the hair to be curled back, away from the face (a la Farah Fawcett) instead of toward the face a la 1995.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have our spare bathroom outfitted with curling irons, flat irons, and hair potions and it looks like Mission Control for hair. It is going to get fixed and I am not spending another three years on our website looking ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might need reinforcements. Or alcohol. Or a sick day with a retake. Please say a prayer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-7215111045233201273?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/7215111045233201273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=7215111045233201273' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/7215111045233201273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/7215111045233201273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/06/weeks-that-suck-and-other-nonsense.html' title='weeks that suck and other nonsense'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-8827073418133467294</id><published>2010-06-07T22:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:47:31.255-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding nonsense'/><title type='text'>for the husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While the husband and I were in California, we celebrated our second anniversary on May 31st. It hardly seems that two years has gone by... although &lt;a href="http://www.preppynonsense.com/2009/05/one-year-ago-today.html"&gt;last year &lt;/a&gt;I thought the same thing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479849726307177890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/TAxWSucPlaI/AAAAAAAACgc/OHN5mt68oHo/s320/napa+082.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am very lucky to have the husband. He's handy, patient, and above all, kind. He always sees the best in people. He's a good influence on me. He is so patient, in fact, that he spent multiple hours in a car with my family on our California trip - with no complaints! And when I have to work late (which is often), he makes me dinner because he knows I'll be tired. Like tonight.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479849732915543138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/TAxWTHDzPGI/AAAAAAAACgk/IosNywd0wP4/s320/napa+083.jpg" /&gt;I love you bunches, husband. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;photos of delicious desserts from our dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.reddnapavalley.com/"&gt;Redd&lt;/a&gt; in Yountville, CA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-8827073418133467294?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/8827073418133467294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=8827073418133467294' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/8827073418133467294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/8827073418133467294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/06/for-husband.html' title='for the husband'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/TAxWSucPlaI/AAAAAAAACgc/OHN5mt68oHo/s72-c/napa+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-7695290387209610235</id><published>2010-06-02T13:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T01:16:13.965-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant nonsense'/><title type='text'>wining and dining</title><content type='html'>The husband and I are in California for the week. We've been in the Napa area for a few days, and tomorrow we head to San Francisco. I brought along my new fancy dancy iPad, so I've been learning to use it. Typing takes me at least 5 times longer but I'm getting better! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip recap to follow when I get home- we have had the pleasure of eating in some darn good restaurants and I have to share them with you. Enjoy your week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-7695290387209610235?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/7695290387209610235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=7695290387209610235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/7695290387209610235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/7695290387209610235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/06/wining-and-dining.html' title='wining and dining'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-5392646213087839613</id><published>2010-05-26T22:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T22:42:00.929-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment nonsense'/><title type='text'>lost questions....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Did you watch Lost on Sunday night? I ran across this video on Perez Hilton about all of the unanswered questions and thought it was perfect! If you're a Lost junkie you have to watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com/2010-05-25-so-you-want-some-answers-from-lost"&gt;So You Want Some Answers from Lost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(sorry, I don't know how to embed!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-5392646213087839613?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/5392646213087839613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=5392646213087839613' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/5392646213087839613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/5392646213087839613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/05/lost-questions.html' title='lost questions....'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-1496895992055732883</id><published>2010-05-17T21:35:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T07:26:17.579-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel nonsense'/><title type='text'>hola and bienvenidos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The husband and I returned on Sunday night (actually, early morning... damn flight delays) from Mexico. We had a wonderful time, though we're happy to be home. Mexico was very welcoming and we would definitely go back again (oh &lt;a href="http://www.banyantree.com/en/mayakoba/overview"&gt;Mayakoba&lt;/a&gt;, I will see you someday soon). I think the husband and I have decided we are not All-Inclusive People. Or Cruise People. And that I'm a travel snob. But that's a different post for a different day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ventured out on a snorkeling trip of cenotes (caves, complete with little bats, yes, BATS!) and the ocean. You walk through the jungle to a cave opening and the temperature instantly dropped a good 20 degrees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472424469989200322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_H1D7HckcI/AAAAAAAACf0/OkWHZQXuklI/s320/Mexico+035.jpg" /&gt;I'm reluctant to post a photo of me in a bathing suit, but it's one of the few of us. I never get any good photos on our vacations! Our guide was awesome though and took some shots with an underwater camera. When we got back he made us a CD with all the images.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472422047023498834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_Hy243aBlI/AAAAAAAACd0/tVSCZVACXBc/s320/Mexico+005.jpg" /&gt;And here are the caves, complete with stalactites. Or stalagmites? I'm not a geologist and I'm too tired to look it up.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472422065525100914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_Hy39yiEXI/AAAAAAAACeE/xbZJQEZYFYo/s320/Mexico+031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_H1ERBJBtI/AAAAAAAACf8/NoxbcufcNY0/s1600/Mexico+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472424475868333778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_H1ERBJBtI/AAAAAAAACf8/NoxbcufcNY0/s320/Mexico+040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me freezing my ass off, which I'm very serious about, apparently. The water in the caves was COLD. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472422059444881746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_Hy3nI5SVI/AAAAAAAACd8/4SxnLu0M4QQ/s320/Mexico+025.jpg" /&gt;After the cenotes, we headed to the ocean where it was hot but felt good. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472423595846581906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_H0RCrmvpI/AAAAAAAACfU/d6fH6Csy2aU/s320/Mexico+044.jpg" /&gt;We jumped on a boat and went out to a reef. This photo looks nothing like me the more I look at it. But I assure you it is. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472422084441066082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_Hy5EQcymI/AAAAAAAACeU/OxYGHzsX7gU/s320/Mexico+079.jpg" /&gt;We saw fish. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472422927331422882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_HzqIRK8qI/AAAAAAAACes/_M945AU8b0s/s320/Mexico+120.jpg" /&gt;And a semi-serious conch - you can't smile with all that gear. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472422066797949234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_Hy4CiAMTI/AAAAAAAACeM/Wcj7TM7CjSo/s320/Mexico+056.jpg" /&gt;And some more fish. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472422924178670146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_Hzp8hfwkI/AAAAAAAACek/REDTIy13les/s320/Mexico+058.jpg" /&gt;And a sting ray. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472422914523134450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_HzpYjb-fI/AAAAAAAACec/RvbdrnDzAkE/s320/Mexico+111.jpg" /&gt;All in all, we had a good time. But the water was rough it was pretty scary. Usually snorkeling is low key and easy but I kid you not, I was like flipping Finding Nemo out there! Between trying to keep away from the reef and keeping up with the group, I got a great workout, which lead to an early bedtime. The first reef area was the worst and I got burned by a piece of coral. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472423564181723298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_H0PMuHWKI/AAAAAAAACe0/NaggV2h-DCM/s320/Mexico+041.jpg" /&gt;It didn't hurt, but I did take a photo to send to my little brother (the PADI-certified expert diver) to show him how tough I am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Also while in Mexico, we found two pieces of home - can you tell what it is from this photo?&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472424444207257122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_H1CbEjViI/AAAAAAAACfc/1AanOeiPyDU/s320/Mexico+029.jpg" /&gt;Oh yes, it's a Wal Mart Supercenter. In Mexico! We went there to buy some sunscreen and look around. It was oddly familiar but very different, if that makes any sense whatsoever.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_H1C2Ht73I/AAAAAAAACfk/jsbsAqrKAyI/s1600/Mexico+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472424451468291954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_H1C2Ht73I/AAAAAAAACfk/jsbsAqrKAyI/s320/Mexico+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were also two Starbucks in close proximity to our hotel. Starbucks is everywhere! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So when we were there, I didn't really want any trinkets. I'm not a big souvenir person. But I found two perfect presents... for my pooches! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I bought the dogs mini sombreros. I'm&lt;em&gt; that&lt;/em&gt; pet parent! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472418461290229314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_HvmK9-bkI/AAAAAAAACdM/RDU5pJSjASc/s320/Mexico+064.jpg" /&gt;They were not thrilled with my photo request.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_HvnxgTy3I/AAAAAAAACds/mTIrFPkxBMQ/s1600/Mexico+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472418488814652274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_HvnxgTy3I/AAAAAAAACds/mTIrFPkxBMQ/s320/Mexico+068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But Linus (the yellow one) wanted the pretzels I had in my hand, so he kept pretty still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_HvniQ0rAI/AAAAAAAACdk/VW9snyF9oM0/s1600/Mexico+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472418484723166210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_HvniQ0rAI/AAAAAAAACdk/VW9snyF9oM0/s320/Mexico+070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Patty looks like she had too much tequila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_HvnHi-84I/AAAAAAAACdc/YV5-UjBLglY/s1600/Mexico+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472418477551580034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_HvnHi-84I/AAAAAAAACdc/YV5-UjBLglY/s320/Mexico+071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahh, much better. Pretzels solve a world of injustice and hat wearing ills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_Hvmm7KYaI/AAAAAAAACdU/3wwzxoazZKA/s1600/Mexico+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472418468794622370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_Hvmm7KYaI/AAAAAAAACdU/3wwzxoazZKA/s320/Mexico+075.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&gt;&lt;/div&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/8382040689391514421-1496895992055732883?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/1496895992055732883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=1496895992055732883' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/1496895992055732883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/1496895992055732883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/05/hola-and-bienvenidos.html' title='hola and bienvenidos'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S_H1D7HckcI/AAAAAAAACf0/OkWHZQXuklI/s72-c/Mexico+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-5516222868391408707</id><published>2010-05-05T22:06:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T22:54:49.900-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight watchers nonsense'/><title type='text'>my new ww love - thomas bagel thins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now that I'm doing Weight Watchers, I have the same breakfast every morning - a&lt;a href="http://thomas.bimbobakeriesusa.com/product.cfm/upc/4812127620"&gt; Thomas Light Multi Grain English muffin&lt;/a&gt; and a slice of melty Kraft fat free cheese. Although I like to eat a variety of foods in general, eating the same 2-point breakfast keeps me in a routine and makes things easy when I'm pressed for time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Roaming around Costco last week picking up my standard double-pack of English muffins, I spied a new, low calorie option - &lt;a href="http://thomasbagelthins.com/"&gt;Thomas Bagel Thins&lt;/a&gt;. They're the same point value as the English muffins (just 1), but they're bagels! Thin bagels! Of course I bought some to try, and you know what? I LOVE THEM. They're my new breakfast, along with a piece of my beloved (and strangely low calorie) fat-free cheese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you're doing Weight Watchers, or you just want an alternative to your breakfast offerings, I highly suggest trying them. I've only tried the plain version but according to the website, there are also multi-grain and everything varieties. I haven't seen those in my area, but they must be available somewhere! Even a teeny Lender's bagel is still 4 points, so it's a welcome change for this carb-loving girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-5516222868391408707?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/5516222868391408707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=5516222868391408707' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/5516222868391408707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/5516222868391408707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/05/my-new-ww-love-thomas-bagel-thins.html' title='my new ww love - thomas bagel thins'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-8245507946407256969</id><published>2010-05-04T22:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T23:53:35.867-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel nonsense'/><title type='text'>you can't take it with you.... okay, well you can</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With the husband and I going on a beach vacation soon, I've been thinking about taking my engagement and wedding rings. Or not. Or maybe. I don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(insert gratuitous photo of rings here - but then i decided it was kind of vain. like LOOK AT MY FANCY RING so no photos.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am obsessed with my engagement ring. Still. It's been more than 3 years since the husband and I got engaged and it still makes me ridiculously happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On one hand, I fully realize the point of having insurance on jewelry is to wear it, so this should be no exception, right? I should wear it. I like looking like a married lady anyway. Is that vain? Maybe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But on the hand, at the beach, I don't really like wearing jewelry. Sunblock and sand = no good for settings. Add to that my paranoia of the diamond falling out - does anyone else worry about that?! My mom had a friend that had that happen, so that's always in the back of my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ugh. Decisions decisions. I am a Type A person that HATES losing things with a passion. HATES. In capital letters. It's not often that I lose things but when I do, it drives me batty. And I would just HATE if I left my loverly ring in our hotel room and then it went missing. What a pain that would be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maybe I'll just wear my wedding band only and call it a day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-8245507946407256969?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/8245507946407256969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=8245507946407256969' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/8245507946407256969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/8245507946407256969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/05/you-cant-take-it-with-you-okay-well-you.html' title='you can&apos;t take it with you.... okay, well you can'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-4156388368530669106</id><published>2010-05-03T21:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T23:13:44.350-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel nonsense'/><title type='text'>lack of blog-spiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've been lacking in the blog content department. Do you ever feel that way? Like there's nothing really interesting to write about? To document? To share? Life has been busy, but it's pretty routine. Can life be stressful &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; boring? What a lame combination. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Luckily, the husband and I are going on vacation this weekend - to Mexico! We're giving the all-inclusive route a shot again, which I hope will result in a stress-free, relaxing vacation. I hope to relax, get some sun, snorkel, and drink an impressive number of margaritas. I've been stalking our resort on Tripadvisor and I feel good about the place. Even better now that the husband confirmed that all rooms have wifi. Yes, I need the internet. Even on vacation! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-4156388368530669106?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/4156388368530669106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=4156388368530669106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/4156388368530669106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/4156388368530669106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/05/lack-of-blog-spiration.html' title='lack of blog-spiration'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-1101069480177820872</id><published>2010-04-26T23:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T23:20:40.611-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snarky nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel nonsense'/><title type='text'>Mexican sombreros and phone calls to Costco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The husband and I are Costco members (duh, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/sallybrookscomedy#p/u/0/q57aNsKQNaE"&gt;we live in the 'burbs&lt;/a&gt;) and I get their quasi-daily emails letting me know all the wonderous deals they have going on. &lt;a href="http://click.online.costco.com/dm?id=6526D8142136B7BA83F0235150645015"&gt;Today's email&lt;/a&gt; had the following links, but my eyes got stuck on one of them. Maybe it's because the husband and I are going on vacation in 3 weeks... and I'm mentally already there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464648822396226450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S9ZVJqkvC5I/AAAAAAAACc8/tIZMUbijP_g/s320/Costco+Email.JPG" /&gt;Let me point it out for you in case you didn't catch it(circled):&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464648818853460226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S9ZVJdYEuQI/AAAAAAAACc0/Vsdqy4f1WuA/s320/Costco+Email+2.JPG" /&gt;Because when I make phone calls concerning travel to Mexico, I always wear my WOVEN SOMBRERO.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464649165685083906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S9ZVdpbLTwI/AAAAAAAACdE/wNrvrlz0PO0/s400/Costco+Email+3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The more important question is - why don't you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-1101069480177820872?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/1101069480177820872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=1101069480177820872' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/1101069480177820872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/1101069480177820872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/04/mexican-sombreros-and-phone-calls-to.html' title='Mexican sombreros and phone calls to Costco'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S9ZVJqkvC5I/AAAAAAAACc8/tIZMUbijP_g/s72-c/Costco+Email.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-5512507539327666612</id><published>2010-04-12T21:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:58:36.574-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flower arranging nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening nonsense'/><title type='text'>spring is here, and I've got the flowers to prove it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love fresh flowers. If I could, I'd always have fresh flowers in the house. Luckily, the husband is sweet and indulges my floral obsession, like this bouquet he got me on Saturday that's hanging out in our kitchen. Along with my diet Coke and dog poop bags. Just keepin' it real. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459428060920971266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8PI5Wf-gAI/AAAAAAAACas/A6q6Yt-XOjQ/s320/Picture.jpg" /&gt;But you don't have to buy flowers from a florist or grocery store... you can look in your backyard. Or your neighbor's backyard if they're not home! KIDDING. Maybe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Here's a crystal bowl I filled with water and lilacs (they're not regular lilacs, they're some varietal - and were planted when we moved into the house). They smell delicious.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8PI7dclLdI/AAAAAAAACbE/J7poAvAh9Wc/s1600/Picture+456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459428097145515474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8PI7dclLdI/AAAAAAAACbE/J7poAvAh9Wc/s320/Picture+456.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They're sitting on our breakfast table.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8PI6jZLsEI/AAAAAAAACa8/BCaGbIiqiwc/s1600/Picture+457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459428081562005570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8PI6jZLsEI/AAAAAAAACa8/BCaGbIiqiwc/s320/Picture+457.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here's a little arrangement I'm taking into work tomorrow for my desk. It has mini daffodils, some... type of purple flower, and blossoms from a shrub in the backyard. I like plants but I'm no experts on what they are! Even though the blossoms from the shrub aren't a typical flower, they're kind of fun and add some interest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8PI5w3DP9I/AAAAAAAACa0/L4zjcFofDM0/s1600/Picture+460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459428067997073362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8PI5w3DP9I/AAAAAAAACa0/L4zjcFofDM0/s320/Picture+460.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I put them in an old milk bottle instead of a traditional vase. What flowers do you have growing in your backyard?!&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/8382040689391514421-5512507539327666612?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/5512507539327666612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=5512507539327666612' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/5512507539327666612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/5512507539327666612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/04/spring-is-here-and-ive-got-flowers-to.html' title='spring is here, and I&apos;ve got the flowers to prove it'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8PI5Wf-gAI/AAAAAAAACas/A6q6Yt-XOjQ/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-1738474377746184162</id><published>2010-04-11T08:46:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T10:06:53.320-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft nonsense'/><title type='text'>diapers, cakes, and... bubbly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;On Saturday I went to a baby shower for a high school friend who is expecting in May. I wanted to make her a diaper cake, which I thought would be helpful for her AND a good use of my Martha skillz. Yes. Skillz with a 'z.' Here's what you'd need for the project:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HG_-IeBWI/AAAAAAAACak/aOYfd1uyM2U/s1600/Picture+421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458863025662330210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HG_-IeBWI/AAAAAAAACak/aOYfd1uyM2U/s320/Picture+421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a 40-pack of Size 1 diapers (yes, there are two here, but you'll only need one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a cake base - I got Wilton brand thick silver covered bases&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ribbon to circle your layers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a dowel rod&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;assorted small baby supplies - most of mine were from the registry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a jumbo clear poly bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;scissors and both single sided and double stick tape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;regular rubber bands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;clear hair bands - mine were Goody brand  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458861741209981682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HF1NLKkvI/AAAAAAAACZM/0_AazXuIjRQ/s320/Picture+437.jpg" /&gt;It's helpful if you also have an assistant for this project. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HG_Mg2dWI/AAAAAAAACac/KlFeSns6kKY/s1600/Picture+423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458863012342822242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HG_Mg2dWI/AAAAAAAACac/KlFeSns6kKY/s320/Picture+423.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I opened the diapers, I found that they had a design with Winnie the Pooh. At first, I was annoyed, but they matched the ribbon I got at Michael's so it was a happy accident. I really like the birds below - so cute! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HGhtqSPZI/AAAAAAAACaU/zynubQVnl2E/s1600/Picture+425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458862505844686226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HGhtqSPZI/AAAAAAAACaU/zynubQVnl2E/s320/Picture+425.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You start by rolling up each diaper and securing them with a clear band. There are tons of good videos on YouTube on how to do this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bc1Se-CXfJA"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MwiwZxHNPGU"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-bKwE9POjnE"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I actually rolled mine up backwards so that you could see the design on the diaper - so you could do it either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now - my secret 'weapon' - a bottle of champagne! I'm sure this isn't new but in thinking about cutting the dowel rod (which this takes the place of), I came up with this. I think it's a good idea. You could substitute a bottle of sparkling cider if you so desired - but I think the new mom and dad need some adult beverages!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HGhLjMl5I/AAAAAAAACaM/vf4gVTMJcbU/s1600/Picture+426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458862496688150418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HGhLjMl5I/AAAAAAAACaM/vf4gVTMJcbU/s320/Picture+426.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I started covering the champagne bottle with circles of diapers - two layers around the bottom and one around the middle and top. If you didn't use a bottle, you'd need both packages of diapers (80ish total). Here's what it looked like then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HGgfvFEJI/AAAAAAAACaE/Yq2ppA4NJwc/s1600/Picture+428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458862484926828690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HGgfvFEJI/AAAAAAAACaE/Yq2ppA4NJwc/s320/Picture+428.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I used a gift tag and attached a thin ribbon to the bottle in the middle wishing the proud parents well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HGfmd2-UI/AAAAAAAACZ8/ajzSePKguzk/s1600/Picture+429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458862469553781058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HGfmd2-UI/AAAAAAAACZ8/ajzSePKguzk/s320/Picture+429.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stuck it on through the top with the ends of the ribbon a little visible. At this point, I'd also layered the ribbon by using double stick tape strips and layering them, and then covering the rubber bands with the ribbon pieces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HGfJ1vpiI/AAAAAAAACZ0/zVB7D-Skg4Y/s1600/Picture+430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458862461869336098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HGfJ1vpiI/AAAAAAAACZ0/zVB7D-Skg4Y/s320/Picture+430.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is what the cake looks like with the ribbon and gifts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HF247b9zI/AAAAAAAACZs/Kn3W3s_a9H8/s1600/Picture+431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458861770135041842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HF247b9zI/AAAAAAAACZs/Kn3W3s_a9H8/s320/Picture+431.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the side of the cake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HF2cyRMqI/AAAAAAAACZk/7zZkbIvJEkM/s1600/Picture+432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458861762580394658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HF2cyRMqI/AAAAAAAACZk/7zZkbIvJEkM/s320/Picture+432.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're getting there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HF1zh84NI/AAAAAAAACZc/Ale_DkKbMbk/s1600/Picture+434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458861751506100434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HF1zh84NI/AAAAAAAACZc/Ale_DkKbMbk/s320/Picture+434.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My assistant was pretty worn out at this point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HF1ta0q7I/AAAAAAAACZU/Eu1c-udRjbQ/s1600/Picture+436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458861749865589682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HF1ta0q7I/AAAAAAAACZU/Eu1c-udRjbQ/s320/Picture+436.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To make the cake easy to transport, I used a jumbo gift bag from Michael's. I wasn't sure if it would fit, but it did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HFP7eHG3I/AAAAAAAACZE/w-zv0Glo2Kw/s1600/Picture+438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458861100802448242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HFP7eHG3I/AAAAAAAACZE/w-zv0Glo2Kw/s320/Picture+438.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When they say 'jumbo,' they're not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HFPamYsKI/AAAAAAAACY8/WK73utgFJ7A/s1600/Picture+440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458861091978784930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HFPamYsKI/AAAAAAAACY8/WK73utgFJ7A/s320/Picture+440.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tied some more ribbon to the top after securing the plastic with a clear band. I wanted to make a big fancy bow but I was unsuccessful. I'm not really good at bows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HFPIPIpYI/AAAAAAAACY0/oWGWp-6TDkE/s1600/Picture+442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458861087049426306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HFPIPIpYI/AAAAAAAACY0/oWGWp-6TDkE/s320/Picture+442.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't secure the little gifts - just stuck them into the spaces between diapers. I also took the clear plastic sides of the bag and taped them underneath the base so they wouldn't stick out so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HFOdNsJRI/AAAAAAAACYs/7GoGsiNgN1g/s1600/Picture+444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458861075500639506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HFOdNsJRI/AAAAAAAACYs/7GoGsiNgN1g/s320/Picture+444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The baby wash fell down in my car but I straightened it up after getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HFN2LtdVI/AAAAAAAACYk/Tg97y9T3WgI/s1600/Picture+445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458861065023354194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HFN2LtdVI/AAAAAAAACYk/Tg97y9T3WgI/s320/Picture+445.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So there you have it! It was a pretty simple project once I got the hang of things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-1738474377746184162?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/1738474377746184162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=1738474377746184162' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/1738474377746184162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/1738474377746184162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/04/diapers-cakes-and-bubbly.html' title='diapers, cakes, and... bubbly?'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S8HG_-IeBWI/AAAAAAAACak/aOYfd1uyM2U/s72-c/Picture+421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-3332681992546702639</id><published>2010-04-04T09:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T09:06:00.434-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating nonsense'/><title type='text'>laundry room redux</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last fall, I gave you a tour of our laundry room after we got risers for the washer and dryer. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391374850323838498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/StIC3JSG9iI/AAAAAAAACGk/NVs7E1NiVWM/s320/Picture+154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391374857622489026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/StIC3kePh8I/AAAAAAAACGs/ng8uPHI0fC8/s320/Picture+155.jpg" /&gt;Shortly after that, I decided I'd like to do something about the sink in the laundry room. You might have a similar style in your house. It's very handy for washing paintbrushes, but it doesn't do much for me. Mine even has the SKU sticker still on the front. The house was built in 1989, to give you some reference. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455970839990456434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7eAkm6FUHI/AAAAAAAACYU/u343zIEYXbk/s320/Picture+374.jpg" /&gt;So I decided I was going to make a skirt for it. My mom gave me my grandma's sewing machine (she was going to anyway but it had to be taken into the sewing store for a tune up) and I ordered some fabric from &lt;a href="http://www.fabricguru.com/"&gt;www.fabricguru.com&lt;/a&gt;. Love that place! I got a cute plaid embroidered with bees for a steal. And the finished product... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7eAlkTJpeI/AAAAAAAACYc/hqvVN4M2IKU/s1600/Picture+377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455970856470160866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7eAlkTJpeI/AAAAAAAACYc/hqvVN4M2IKU/s320/Picture+377.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tah-dah! Nothing major but definitely an improvement. I also took the fabric and redid the window "treatment" in the laundry room by taking off the old fabric and replacing it with bees. It's this strange foam with a space in the middle. I'm almost positive it was purchased from an infomercial in 1991. But for now - it's fine. You just cut the fabric to go over it and wrap it up like a gift. So there's not much commitment there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7eAVSyauNI/AAAAAAAACYM/CTgP00X2Ezs/s1600/Picture+378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455970576891558098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7eAVSyauNI/AAAAAAAACYM/CTgP00X2Ezs/s320/Picture+378.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To make the sink skirt, I used Velcro around the lip of the sink and then hemmed the edges of the fabric on all sides, leaving room for the inward pleat. You might think it's tricky but I assure you - if I can do it, you can do it. The last time I sewed was probably in high school, and the majority of my knowledge is from my sixth grade home ec class. I didn't even sew on the Velcro, I just bought the kind with adhesive already on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7eAUWDIi3I/AAAAAAAACYE/qOnI1tsfxCA/s1600/Picture+376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455970560587107186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7eAUWDIi3I/AAAAAAAACYE/qOnI1tsfxCA/s320/Picture+376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only part I didn't like is that around the pleat, the bees don't line up, but it's not enough to look like it's meant to be that way. Oh well, it's just the laundry room! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455970552467463762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7eAT3zQnlI/AAAAAAAACX8/YpF8m4UjlEQ/s320/Picture+373.jpg" /&gt;To finish off the skirt, I did use a piece of grosgrain ribbon on the top and bottom, and hot glued them on. I had already stuck on the Velcro, so I saw no reason to sew it on and worry about breaking a needle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, I'm happy with my little project. It's pretty low risk using cheap fabric and decorating a room that you aren't in for long periods of time! I hope to get out the machine again and make some new goodies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;To see other rooms of our house, check out the links on the upper left of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.preppynonsense.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.preppynonsense.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&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/8382040689391514421-3332681992546702639?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/3332681992546702639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=3332681992546702639' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/3332681992546702639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/3332681992546702639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2009/10/laundry-room-additions.html' title='laundry room redux'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/StIC3JSG9iI/AAAAAAAACGk/NVs7E1NiVWM/s72-c/Picture+154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-2119602562381294609</id><published>2010-04-03T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T20:13:00.376-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening nonsense'/><title type='text'>garden plotting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I picked up some seeds for my garden this summer - and then got out the seeds I already had from last year. Holy cow, I have way too many. I get all kinds of excited in front of the seed displays, and that I get home and realize my garden is way too small for all that activity. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7ds1uXkIwI/AAAAAAAACX0/n_2afVst5ME/s1600/Picture+415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455949143818380034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7ds1uXkIwI/AAAAAAAACX0/n_2afVst5ME/s320/Picture+415.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The carrots might not make the cut - I've never grown them so I thought it might be fun... but who knows. Can you grow carrots in a pot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7ds0qBkj1I/AAAAAAAACXs/3JPoTjZqRdY/s1600/Picture+416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455949125472522066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7ds0qBkj1I/AAAAAAAACXs/3JPoTjZqRdY/s320/Picture+416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But the squash is going to happen, just not be in the actual garden area. The raspberry plants have already been planted on the side of the house as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7ds0KxGHMI/AAAAAAAACXk/WmiUjQRXjh0/s1600/Picture+417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455949117081918658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7ds0KxGHMI/AAAAAAAACXk/WmiUjQRXjh0/s320/Picture+417.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have like, 8 kinds of peas! I had so much good luck last year with peas, I thought I'd try some new varieties. And this year, I have three trellises (is that even a word?!) so I think things will be even better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7dsz4wNSDI/AAAAAAAACXc/POwFMzpkIfo/s1600/Picture+418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455949112246356018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7dsz4wNSDI/AAAAAAAACXc/POwFMzpkIfo/s320/Picture+418.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Friday I tilled the soil and made my trellises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7dsV2kqdCI/AAAAAAAACXU/2xDGeLdkuy4/s1600/Picture+388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455948596264989730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7dsV2kqdCI/AAAAAAAACXU/2xDGeLdkuy4/s320/Picture+388.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's my little map:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7dsVTXpFyI/AAAAAAAACXM/Dr35SK-kNFI/s1600/garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455948586815133474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7dsVTXpFyI/AAAAAAAACXM/Dr35SK-kNFI/s320/garden.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I already have some exciting things growing - like asparagus, chives, and parsley. All were planted last year. In addition to the garden, I mentioned a few weeks ago that we signed up for a CSA this year, so we should have no shortage of veggies this summer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8382040689391514421-2119602562381294609?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/2119602562381294609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=2119602562381294609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/2119602562381294609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/2119602562381294609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/04/garden-plotting.html' title='garden plotting'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7ds1uXkIwI/AAAAAAAACX0/n_2afVst5ME/s72-c/Picture+415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-5191974807259921248</id><published>2010-04-03T11:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T12:11:51.310-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking nonsense'/><title type='text'>macaroons and firing up the grill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday I had the day off of work, so I did some work around the house, ran some errands, and prepped my garden for spring (more on that in another post!). I also made &lt;a href="http://www.realsimple.com/food-recipes/browse-all-recipes/lemony-almond-macaroons-00000000012930/index.html?xid=dailyrecnews-03-30-2010"&gt;macaroons&lt;/a&gt;. I get weekly emails from Real Simple that have recipes of the week, and &lt;a href="http://ebm.cheetahmail.com/c/tag/hBLsi4rBAuBI6B8Gt$sBRGoj3.BAuBI6V1/doc.html"&gt;this week's featured macaroons&lt;/a&gt;. Oh, I love macaroons! Even if you're not a big coconut fan, these are delicious. While I was at the grocery store I picked up some &lt;a href="http://www.splenda.com/product/sugar-blend"&gt;Splenda Sugar Blend&lt;/a&gt;. I've written before about my dislike for Splenda in baking but this fake sugar redeemed itself for me today.    &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455937237291161602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7diArGQ2AI/AAAAAAAACW0/oKqq71f523U/s320/Picture+413.jpg" /&gt;You use half the amount of the Splenda "sugar" that you normally would for baking. It doesn't have that acrid taste that some artificial sweeteners have.   &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455937225374314146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7dh_-tELqI/AAAAAAAACWs/W1U_AYHeWA8/s320/Picture+412.jpg" /&gt;And here are the finished products! This is after I moved them all to one baking sheet for the evening - you don't want to bake them that close together. I'm taking them today to my family's Easter dinner. The coconut makes them look like little nests.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455937216778245698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7dh_ermlkI/AAAAAAAACWk/zqyCT3sSc0w/s320/Picture+408.jpg" /&gt;And when the husband got home, he made duck risotto with peas and lemon. Now that the weather is nicer, we can eat outside! And I once again appreciate our lovely outdoor furniture. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7diBiJLa9I/AAAAAAAACXE/lpVAmsNELXI/s1600/Picture+401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455937252067339218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7diBiJLa9I/AAAAAAAACXE/lpVAmsNELXI/s320/Picture+401.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finished the risotto with some grated Parmesan and pea shoots. And finished my dinner with a &lt;a href="http://www.sunkingbrewing.com/Beers.html"&gt;Cream Ale from Sun King&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7diBBz8z3I/AAAAAAAACW8/xZQOrVJ7Xpk/s1600/Picture+407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455937243388366706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7diBBz8z3I/AAAAAAAACW8/xZQOrVJ7Xpk/s320/Picture+407.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ah, spring. Nice to see you again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-5191974807259921248?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/5191974807259921248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=5191974807259921248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/5191974807259921248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/5191974807259921248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/04/macaroons-and-firing-up-grill.html' title='macaroons and firing up the grill'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S7diArGQ2AI/AAAAAAAACW0/oKqq71f523U/s72-c/Picture+413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-6339664338248872933</id><published>2010-03-28T19:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:53:19.629-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant nonsense'/><title type='text'>when you should have just stayed in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The husband and I went to a local Mexican place this weekend, expecting decent food with a beer or margarita. We try to frequent local places over chains, which, given where we live, is no easy task. We have just about every chain on the face of the earth within a 10-mile radius. I kid you not - name a chain, any chain, and it's probably in my backyard.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We walk into the restaurant and the decor is... questionable. Even for a Mexican place. Fake flowers, fake stucco... the works. We then proceed to wait 5 minues for someone to seat us. At this point, I kind of wondered about the place but talked myself out of it. We were both hungry and how bad could it be? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As it turns out, it was very bad. We left an hour and a flipping half later after being served a cheap ass beer instead of regular beer (those frat party college years yielded excellent taste buds to discriminate between Natty and Keystone and real beer), waiting half an hour to get our bill, almost throwing up from smelling the disgusting fajitas at the table next to us, and the husband being served a the most pitiful teeny tiny piece of brown avocado. And those are just the highlights!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Luckily, we don't have experiences like this often, and this time it was comical. But the next time I get a bad feeling about a place, I'm not going to apologize for high-tailing it out of there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-6339664338248872933?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/6339664338248872933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=6339664338248872933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/6339664338248872933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/6339664338248872933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/03/when-you-should-have-just-stayed-in.html' title='when you should have just stayed in'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-3657979656673774389</id><published>2010-03-23T19:47:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T20:44:22.705-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snarky nonsense'/><title type='text'>seriously, stein mart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have you seen &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GThz9hIm0X8"&gt;this commercial &lt;/a&gt;for Stein Mart? Basically, it's a lady talking about how she loves to shop and how much money she saves. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451988208845303682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S6laY9vXr4I/AAAAAAAACV8/kfARQuDE018/s320/stein+mart+1.JPG" /&gt;Nothing outrageous about it. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451988201499153234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S6laYiX6U1I/AAAAAAAACV0/OJQ6Oklt8IM/s320/stein+mart+2.JPG" /&gt; Pretty boring, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451988200018744146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S6laYc29E1I/AAAAAAAACVs/Q3AAm5PHGfo/s320/stein+mart+4.JPG" /&gt;And then she says this line: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"....and you don't have to hide it from your husband, you can actually tell him about it!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about those words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2010 and as a woman, I should identify with hiding purchases from my husband so he won't see what I bought? Uh-&lt;em&gt;hunh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451988191815709954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S6laX-TMtQI/AAAAAAAACVk/KDdhRVH1UUc/s320/stein+mart+3.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Missed the boat on that one, Stein Mart. Marshall's and TJ Maxx are lookin' pretty good right now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-3657979656673774389?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/3657979656673774389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=3657979656673774389' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/3657979656673774389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/3657979656673774389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/03/seriously-stein-mart.html' title='seriously, stein mart'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S6laY9vXr4I/AAAAAAAACV8/kfARQuDE018/s72-c/stein+mart+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-2155989865575374976</id><published>2010-03-18T22:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:46:36.645-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme nonsense'/><title type='text'>feeling funky... and not in a good way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am in a FUNK lately. Maybe it's the dreary weather and overall lack of sun, but a more likely cause is the copious amount of fluorescent lighting in my office building. And the time I've been spending there! I am not, by nature, a particularly positive person. I'm okay with that - but prolonged Debbie Downer-ness is hard for even me to deal with. And when that happens, you know it's bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So to get into a better mood, I thought I'd make a list of things that have made me happy today, in no particular order:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our dogs and their sweet dispositions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Reese eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gap's Friends and Family sale, and new Banana turquoise earrings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The husband, even though he is currently in NYC running into Kelsey Grammar in lobbies of hotels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Daffodils in our backyard that will soon bloom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Weight Watchers and the size of my arse getting smaller - though not much this week, see #1 on this list for why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Netflix and &lt;em&gt;The Wedding Date&lt;/em&gt; I rented to watch for the 349085th time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thank you notes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Magazines, especially the ones that just arrived today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sushi takeout&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-2155989865575374976?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/2155989865575374976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=2155989865575374976' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/2155989865575374976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/2155989865575374976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/03/feeling-funky-and-not-in-good-way.html' title='feeling funky... and not in a good way'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-500264968622615672</id><published>2010-03-15T07:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T07:00:00.197-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup nonsense'/><title type='text'>makeup monday: maybelline eye studio color pearls marbleized eyeshadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.maybelline.com/Product/Eye/Eyeshadow/eye-studio-color-pearls-eyeshadow.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.maybelline.com/images/products/shades/22000-1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why the folks at Maybelline decided to go with an eyeshadow name 6 words long is beyond me! But I picked this up about 2 weeks ago in Ivy Icon (pictured) and really like it. It was $6-7 at Target. I use the right side in the crease of my lid (it's a goldish brownish greenish color once it's all together), and the left on an angled brush for some color on the bottom lash line instead of brown or black liner. To see more colors from the same line, visit &lt;a href="http://www.maybelline.com/Product/Eye/Eyeshadow/eye-studio-color-pearls-eyeshadow.htm"&gt;Maybelline's website&lt;/a&gt;.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8382040689391514421-500264968622615672?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/500264968622615672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=500264968622615672' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/500264968622615672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/500264968622615672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/03/makeup-monday-maybelline-eye-studio.html' title='makeup monday: maybelline eye studio color pearls marbleized eyeshadow'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8382040689391514421.post-8124180662796063279</id><published>2010-03-14T14:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:34:30.255-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight watchers nonsense'/><title type='text'>ww update and 10 year old pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm sure you're all dying to get an update on my battle against flabby arms and muffin tops. Maybe you're not, but let's pretend, shall we?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Progress - I lost 2 pounds last week, which brings my total to 9! I also bought some &lt;a href="http://www.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=48599&amp;amp;vid=1&amp;amp;pid=673938"&gt;skinny jeans&lt;/a&gt; this weekend, which oddly are WAY too long on me (which makes no sense, as the other types from Gap fit me just fine) and will need hemming (and I'll need to do a shot of tequila before I wear them because I'm not convinced they're a good look for me). I am now down a size in the &lt;a href="http://www.gap.com/browse/category.do?cid=48597"&gt;Real Straight jeans&lt;/a&gt;, which is exciting. I know - size is just a number blah blah blah but it feels GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setbacks - I kind of fell off the wagon this weekend, eating out a few times (PF Chang's is &lt;em&gt;not at all &lt;/em&gt;WW friendly)and discovering Reese Eggs at the grocery store. I'm not going to beat myself up over it, but I have a feeling I won't lose any weight this next week because of it. It's disappointing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want to share with you a goal of mine - however shallow it may be - and that is to fit into these pants: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448686507634812114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S52fgqQJZNI/AAAAAAAACVU/rj0lvLpF1LM/s320/IMG00154-20100314-2238.jpg" /&gt;They have been sitting in my closet for a good long time now. They've moved with me from place to place to place. I do a decent job editing my clothes and getting rid of things I don't wear anymore, but I've kept these around with the goal of fitting into them again. I bought them in high school almost exactly &lt;em&gt;10 years ago&lt;/em&gt; when &lt;a href="http://lifeonjanssen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mrs. H&lt;/a&gt; and I got jobs at a movie store in the mall and had to wear only black and white. We watched Ferris Bueller's Day Off a million and a half times at that job, but that's a different story for a different day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The pants are from Aeropostale and they're a size TINY. Really they're a 2 but that &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; tiny. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448686514966623762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S52fhFkL9hI/AAAAAAAACVc/QASFtQreJ20/s320/IMG00157-20100314-2239.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Is it silly to fit into a pair of pants I wore in high school? Well... yeah. But it's not just about the pants. &lt;em&gt;It's about the way I felt when I was able to wear the pants.&lt;/em&gt; At that point in time, I didn't wonder 'does this make me look fat' about every item I tried on, and I felt comfortable in a bathing suit. I didn't look at myself in photos and get disgusted. And my goal is to feel that way again. I think it's a goal for many of you too! College, for a number of reasons, brought out my insecurities and even though I was still roughly the same size, it wasn't the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I haven't tried the pants on yet, and I'm sure they're not going to fit me right now. But I have hope, which is more than I had a few months ago. But as I'm looking at the rise on the pants, I'll just be trying them on, not wearing them. Pretty sure that they would go past my belly button! And that's even less desireable than my hangups with skinny jeans. &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/8382040689391514421-8124180662796063279?l=www.preppynonsense.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/feeds/8124180662796063279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8382040689391514421&amp;postID=8124180662796063279' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/8124180662796063279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8382040689391514421/posts/default/8124180662796063279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.preppynonsense.com/2010/03/ww-update-and-10-year-old-pants.html' title='ww update and 10 year old pants'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05933937300059599252</uri><email>preppynonsenseblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08877224436961332120'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDnwNvSQV0M/S52fgqQJZNI/AAAAAAAACVU/rj0lvLpF1LM/s72-c/IMG00154-20100314-2238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>