<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311</id><updated>2012-01-30T13:35:41.469-08:00</updated><category term='simplicity'/><category term='Palo Alto'/><category term='week three'/><category term='I am a domestic goddess'/><category term='books'/><category term='BlogHer'/><category term='adventures with John'/><category term='courage'/><category term='really short poems'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='valentines'/><category term='it&apos;s a Catholic thing'/><category term='never too old'/><category term='birthdays rock'/><category term='history in the making'/><category term='NieNie'/><category term='be brave'/><category term='do good'/><category term='worthiness'/><category term='Fleur de Cocoa'/><category term='fertility'/><category term='mercy'/><category term='family'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='Oscar Wilde'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='miracles'/><category term='radical trust'/><category term='Josie'/><category term='shop with purpose'/><category term='silence'/><category term='celebrate'/><category term='lucky girl'/><category term='wordless wednesday'/><category term='St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><category term='Tired and Stuck'/><category term='prayers'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='music'/><category term='grief'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='God isn&apos;t stingy'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='friends are an amazing gift'/><category term='week four'/><category term='effortless weight loss'/><category term='church'/><category term='the punishment known as exercise'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='ridiculous optimism'/><category term='Green Smoothies'/><category term='lent'/><category term='week two'/><category term='granola wannabe'/><category term='Los Gatos'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='love'/><category term='God is good'/><category term='pregnancy'/><category term='28 days'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Windshield Rosary</title><subtitle type='html'>Curious about God and People, Clumsy in the Kitchen</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1651</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-6863651104804788027</id><published>2012-01-29T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T22:47:56.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victorian Housewife</title><content type='html'>Because I need help in the realm of all things domestic, "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mrs-Beetons-Cookery-Household-Guide/dp/1602068798/ref=pd_sim_b_7"&gt;Mrs. Beeton's Book of Household Management&lt;/a&gt;" looks rather enchanting. It was originally published in 1861 and sold 60,000 copies the first year. The author wasn't even 25 years old (she died at 28), and her book is still in print more than 150 years later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-6863651104804788027?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/6863651104804788027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=6863651104804788027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6863651104804788027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6863651104804788027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/victorian-housewife.html' title='Victorian Housewife'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-5328404401490118393</id><published>2012-01-28T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T22:34:03.311-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am a domestic goddess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>New Favorites</title><content type='html'>I tried two new recipes today, and I loved them both. The salad is adapted from one I ate at the &lt;a href="http://www.purpleonion-catering.com/"&gt;Purple Onion&lt;/a&gt; earlier this week. I discovered the mushroom sage sauce &lt;a href="http://simplyrecipes.com/recipes/chicken_breasts_with_mushroom_sage_sauce/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spinach, Pea &amp;amp; Pesto Salad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 cups baby spinach&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 1/2 cups peas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3/4 cup sliced almonds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 cup shaved Parmesan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pesto (a few spoonfuls)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This salad is so easy! Nothing needs to be chopped. Defrost frozen peas with warm tap water. Mix all ingredients and dress with the pesto. Different and delicious.&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mushroom Sage Cream Sauce&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;3 Tbsp butter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1/2 cup chopped shallots &lt;i&gt;(I used about a cup)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;8-10 ounces mushrooms, cremini or shitake, thickly sliced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1 teaspoon chopped fresh parsley&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1 cup dry vermouth or dry white wine (such as Sauvignon Blanc)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;2/3 cup heavy whipping cream (light cream may curdle, so use heavy cream)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;3 Tbsp chopped fresh sage &lt;i&gt;(again, I used more)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://simplyrecipes.com/recipes/chicken_breasts_with_mushroom_sage_sauce/"&gt;From Simply Recipes&lt;/a&gt;: Melt butter in a large sauté pan on medium high heat.  Add shallots and sauté for one minute.  Add mushrooms and sage and sauté for 5-10 more minutes, until the mushrooms have browned.  If you are using unsalted butter, sprinkle on a pinch of salt.  Add vermouth and deglaze the pan, scraping up any bits that may be sticking to the bottom of the pan.  Stir in the cream.  Bring to a boil and cook the sauce down until it is thick enough to coat the back of a wooden spoon (about 10 minutes). Garnish with parsley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon Appetit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-5328404401490118393?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/5328404401490118393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=5328404401490118393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5328404401490118393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5328404401490118393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-favorites.html' title='New Favorites'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-5915893396411747108</id><published>2012-01-27T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T23:31:40.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight, Week</title><content type='html'>It's time for you to be put to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-5915893396411747108?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/5915893396411747108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=5915893396411747108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5915893396411747108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5915893396411747108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/goodnight-week.html' title='Goodnight, Week'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8261161577977136373</id><published>2012-01-26T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T22:18:43.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Junk Room</title><content type='html'>I've conquered the junk room. Now, I need to conquer the junk that was displaced to all the other rooms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8261161577977136373?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8261161577977136373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8261161577977136373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8261161577977136373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8261161577977136373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/junk-room.html' title='The Junk Room'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-2020207584555579760</id><published>2012-01-25T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T22:14:41.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kind of Renovation</title><content type='html'>Sometimes things have to be taken apart just to be put back together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-2020207584555579760?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/2020207584555579760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=2020207584555579760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2020207584555579760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2020207584555579760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/kind-of-renovation.html' title='A Kind of Renovation'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-2692275665683849973</id><published>2012-01-24T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T22:19:54.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 a.m. to 5 a.m.</title><content type='html'>Dear Brain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless it is Black Friday, we do not want to be awake during these hours. Your cooperation would be greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind regards,&lt;br /&gt;The Rest of Your Body&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-2692275665683849973?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/2692275665683849973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=2692275665683849973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2692275665683849973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2692275665683849973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/3-am-to-5-am.html' title='3 a.m. to 5 a.m.'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8628918799521239544</id><published>2012-01-23T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:51:47.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle Seeking</title><content type='html'>To the Unknown &amp;amp; Unnamed Saints&lt;br /&gt;of Homemaking, Housecleaning and Organization,&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8628918799521239544?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8628918799521239544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8628918799521239544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8628918799521239544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8628918799521239544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/miracle-seeking.html' title='Miracle Seeking'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-6149181337846557466</id><published>2012-01-22T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T22:11:33.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You, Niners</title><content type='html'>I only know a few things about football. I listed them all to John today. It didn't take long.&lt;br /&gt;Despite this, the 49ers have always been my team (because they've always been my dad's team). &lt;br /&gt;My favorite thing about this season was the reminder of how important it is to have the right coach. That's one of those lessons that applies both on and off the field.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-6149181337846557466?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/6149181337846557466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=6149181337846557466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6149181337846557466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6149181337846557466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/thank-you-niners.html' title='Thank You, Niners'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-6976607144590526680</id><published>2012-01-21T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T20:47:48.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mutual Admiration</title><content type='html'>You know how parents like to brag about their kids. Kids like to brag about their parents, too. Usually when they are not listening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-6976607144590526680?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/6976607144590526680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=6976607144590526680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6976607144590526680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6976607144590526680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/mutual-admiration.html' title='Mutual Admiration'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-4591310909692008450</id><published>2012-01-20T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T22:44:01.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean Eats</title><content type='html'>I know I'm eating more organic. I found dirt in my fridge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-4591310909692008450?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/4591310909692008450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=4591310909692008450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4591310909692008450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4591310909692008450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/clean-eats.html' title='Clean Eats'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-2311452609297391021</id><published>2012-01-19T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T21:47:44.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick, Again</title><content type='html'>Dear 2012,&lt;br /&gt;I'm determined to love you. But this is the third time in less than three weeks that I've been sick. The insanity must stop. Health is one of my resolutions, for crying out loud. &lt;br /&gt;xoxo!&lt;br /&gt;Christina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-2311452609297391021?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/2311452609297391021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=2311452609297391021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2311452609297391021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2311452609297391021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/sick-again.html' title='Sick, Again'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-1627763437672163995</id><published>2012-01-18T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T21:48:07.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toxic Chemicals</title><content type='html'>Umm, so I need a plastic bubble. One big enough for me and everyone I love. Wait, not plastic. Plastic is bad. Glass. We need a glass bubble. Something nice and cozy and safe from our current air, water, food and cosmetic supply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-1627763437672163995?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/1627763437672163995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=1627763437672163995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1627763437672163995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1627763437672163995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/toxic-chemicals.html' title='Toxic Chemicals'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-6546042533363259029</id><published>2012-01-17T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T22:30:39.539-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Smoothies'/><title type='text'>Green Smoothie Recipes</title><content type='html'>I don't yet have a juicer, but I've been putting my blender to good work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic Green Smoothie:&lt;br /&gt;1 cup water&lt;br /&gt;1 cup spinach or kale&lt;br /&gt;1 cup frozen berries&lt;br /&gt;1 banana&lt;br /&gt;Ice, if desired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slightly Greener Green Smoothie:&lt;br /&gt;1 cup water&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups spinach or kale&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup shredded carrots&lt;br /&gt;1 cup frozen berries&lt;br /&gt;1 banana&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon almond meal&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon chia seeds&lt;br /&gt;Ice, if desired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a tart taste, add lemon juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: John says for a sweeter taste, add sugar. But you don't want to do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-6546042533363259029?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/6546042533363259029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=6546042533363259029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6546042533363259029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6546042533363259029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/green-smoothie-recipes.html' title='Green Smoothie Recipes'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-787863848008221076</id><published>2012-01-16T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:09:09.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honoring King</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase."&lt;/i&gt; ~Martin Luther King, Jr.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Never succumb to the temptation of bitterness."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;~Martin Luther King, Jr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;~Martin Luther King, Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-787863848008221076?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/787863848008221076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=787863848008221076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/787863848008221076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/787863848008221076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/honoring-king.html' title='Honoring King'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-7188857814526189562</id><published>2012-01-15T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:03:20.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closets ...</title><content type='html'>... are like clown cars. Small and packed with scary stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-7188857814526189562?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/7188857814526189562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=7188857814526189562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7188857814526189562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7188857814526189562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/closets.html' title='Closets ...'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-1421273311929055797</id><published>2012-01-14T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T22:51:43.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformation</title><content type='html'>I wonder if the caterpillar (while busy making its cocoon) ever thinks, "This is never going to work."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-1421273311929055797?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/1421273311929055797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=1421273311929055797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1421273311929055797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1421273311929055797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/transformation.html' title='Transformation'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-5910823114744644416</id><published>2012-01-13T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T22:32:13.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumper Sticker Wisdom</title><content type='html'>Love &amp;gt; Fear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-5910823114744644416?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/5910823114744644416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=5910823114744644416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5910823114744644416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5910823114744644416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/bumper-sticker-wisdom.html' title='Bumper Sticker Wisdom'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-5347637590737010039</id><published>2012-01-12T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T22:29:24.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forward Motion</title><content type='html'>The trick to moving forward is ... to keep trying.&lt;br /&gt;(I had to think about that one.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-5347637590737010039?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/5347637590737010039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=5347637590737010039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5347637590737010039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5347637590737010039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/forward-motion.html' title='Forward Motion'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-4065163389478431615</id><published>2012-01-11T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:52:27.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep 2.0</title><content type='html'>My body requires sleep. I would like to upgrade to a version that doesn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-4065163389478431615?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/4065163389478431615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=4065163389478431615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4065163389478431615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4065163389478431615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/sleep-20.html' title='Sleep 2.0'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-1423918548190625878</id><published>2012-01-10T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T23:48:23.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking</title><content type='html'>Sometimes people surprise me.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at a committee meeting (the church kind that begin with Gospel reflections), the question was, "If Jesus were to ask you what you are looking for, what would your answer be?"&lt;br /&gt;My mind was a blank. The word peace popped in my head, but so did the word answers. &lt;br /&gt;The woman next to me said, "Forgiveness and salvation."&lt;br /&gt;The woman next to her replied, "Wholeness and holiness."&lt;br /&gt;If they weren't so utterly sincere, their smarty-pants responses might have been annoying.&lt;br /&gt;But they weren't. They were beautiful and honest and a reminder of what this life is about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-1423918548190625878?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/1423918548190625878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=1423918548190625878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1423918548190625878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1423918548190625878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/seeking.html' title='Seeking'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-9141399788141046563</id><published>2012-01-09T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T23:48:46.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juiced</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure I was the last person on earth to watch, &lt;a href="http://www.fatsickandnearlydead.com/"&gt;Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead&lt;/a&gt;. But I'm so glad I did. Now I feel like eating kale and buying a juicer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Which juicer should I buy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-9141399788141046563?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/9141399788141046563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=9141399788141046563' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/9141399788141046563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/9141399788141046563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/juiced.html' title='Juiced'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8756415937133596002</id><published>2012-01-08T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T22:53:24.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues</title><content type='html'>I don't think it's fair to have two 3-day weekends in a row and not make it a weekly tradition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8756415937133596002?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8756415937133596002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8756415937133596002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8756415937133596002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8756415937133596002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-3594282929049940394</id><published>2012-01-07T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T22:44:49.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sliding Doors</title><content type='html'>The 1998 Gwyneth Paltrow movie was referenced three times this week. Random, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-3594282929049940394?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/3594282929049940394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=3594282929049940394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3594282929049940394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3594282929049940394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/sliding-doors.html' title='Sliding Doors'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-4209483479895023207</id><published>2012-01-06T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T23:15:15.702-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Last Feast of Christmas</title><content type='html'>Today we celebrated La Befana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remember. She was the old lady who turned down the wise men's invitation to follow the star to the Christ Child. She wanted to clean her house instead. But she regretted her choice. She left her home in search of the wise men and the Child, but never found them. So instead, she gives gifts to all children on January 6th, the same date the wise men gave gifts to Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, it's the solemnity of the Epiphany, which means food and wine and dessert and gifts and paper crowns. It's a good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-4209483479895023207?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/4209483479895023207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=4209483479895023207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4209483479895023207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4209483479895023207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/last-feast-of-christmas.html' title='The Last Feast of Christmas'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-3142084639618515659</id><published>2012-01-05T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T22:11:10.228-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Just Ask</title><content type='html'>I keep thinking about my friends' son, Ben.&lt;br /&gt;He's 5, and so smart.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of requesting a specific toy, he asked Santa to bring him the Best Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure this is why Jesus tells us to be childlike --- so we will ask God for his Best Stuff and trust he is going to deliver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-3142084639618515659?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/3142084639618515659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=3142084639618515659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3142084639618515659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3142084639618515659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-ask.html' title='Just Ask'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-6895655674958654543</id><published>2012-01-04T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:52:11.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish List</title><content type='html'>I started to write a wish list today. Not a must-do resolution list or a far-reaching Mondo Beyondo list. Just a simple wish list with as many specifics as I can dream up. You know, for when I go 'shopping' for my heart's desires.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-6895655674958654543?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/6895655674958654543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=6895655674958654543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6895655674958654543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6895655674958654543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/wish-list.html' title='Wish List'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-3307260361210074734</id><published>2012-01-03T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T22:19:17.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Holiday</title><content type='html'>Just so you know, it's Christmas until Friday. Which means any New Year's resolutions that require exercising or avoiding sweets are on hold until Monday. Pretty fabulous, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-3307260361210074734?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/3307260361210074734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=3307260361210074734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3307260361210074734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3307260361210074734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/long-holiday.html' title='The Long Holiday'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-910707023935166486</id><published>2012-01-02T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:15:48.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough Start</title><content type='html'>I won't hold this against 2012, but I spent the second day of the year sick with a sore throat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-910707023935166486?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/910707023935166486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=910707023935166486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/910707023935166486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/910707023935166486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/rough-start.html' title='Rough Start'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-3387684327645817881</id><published>2012-01-01T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T21:36:42.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, 2012!</title><content type='html'>I am so happy you are here. I have a plan for us. It's going to be a magical year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-3387684327645817881?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/3387684327645817881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=3387684327645817881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3387684327645817881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3387684327645817881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-2012.html' title='Hello, 2012!'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8039544287220557903</id><published>2011-12-31T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T14:27:38.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ways I Was Brave</title><content type='html'>I wanted to be brave in 2011, and I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not as brave as I could have been or should have been. But I was braver than I would have been if I wasn't trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My braveness included writing for &lt;a href="http://tiredandstuck.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tired &amp;amp; Stuck&lt;/a&gt;, witnessing the birth of Eden Grace, undergoing surgery, going to BlogHer and giving a presentation to 9 whole people at church. There were other things, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to miss 2011. It was the year everyone I knew needed a miracle. We survived, and it took courage to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8039544287220557903?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8039544287220557903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8039544287220557903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8039544287220557903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8039544287220557903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/ways-i-was-brave.html' title='Ways I Was Brave'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8622742777769685740</id><published>2011-12-30T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T23:52:27.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>You were nothing, if not surprising.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8622742777769685740?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8622742777769685740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8622742777769685740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8622742777769685740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8622742777769685740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8444491433099575818</id><published>2011-12-29T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T22:56:54.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year End</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="huge"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places."&lt;/i&gt; ~ Ernest Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="grid_8"&gt;&lt;span class="huge"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="grid_8"&gt;&lt;span class="huge"&gt;I don't read as much as I should, so beautiful quotes like these come to me from movies. Hemingway's words were highlighted in "&lt;a href="http://www.bottleshockmovie.com/"&gt;Bottle Shock.&lt;/a&gt;" (PS: Santa brought me Netflix. Yeah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="grid_8"&gt;&lt;span class="huge"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="grid_8"&gt;&lt;span class="huge"&gt;Anyway, in whichever way 2011 broke us, we can thank it for making us stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8444491433099575818?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8444491433099575818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8444491433099575818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8444491433099575818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8444491433099575818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/year-end.html' title='Year End'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-7718937992796394552</id><published>2011-12-28T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T22:45:19.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessions</title><content type='html'>I'm currently in love with the New Year. It's a new love, so everything is perfect. Surely, it won't be as flawless as I imagine. But right now, I'm obsessed with the idea of 2012.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-7718937992796394552?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/7718937992796394552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=7718937992796394552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7718937992796394552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7718937992796394552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/obsessions.html' title='Obsessions'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-2132334523449389262</id><published>2011-12-27T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T23:50:08.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>On Christmas day, I wrote out a plan for December 2012. I want to be better at all this holiday hoopla. You know, tree decorating and Christmas card mailing. Neither of which were accomplished this year. It was surprisingly easy to schedule exactly what needs to be accomplished on each weekend of December 2012. I hope I don't lose the piece of paper with my master plan. Now, I just need to focus on January through November.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-2132334523449389262?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/2132334523449389262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=2132334523449389262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2132334523449389262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2132334523449389262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-4835648505883354532</id><published>2011-12-26T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T22:40:50.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery</title><content type='html'>Christmas aftermath is rough. I took a 2 1/2 hour nap and woke up tired. My right eyelid has been twitching since last week, which the Internet said is likely due to too much caffeine and not enough sleep. Have I mentioned the whole world should take the week between Christmas and New Year's off?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-4835648505883354532?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/4835648505883354532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=4835648505883354532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4835648505883354532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4835648505883354532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/recovery.html' title='Recovery'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-3580479745356902976</id><published>2011-12-25T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:32:12.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s a Catholic thing'/><title type='text'>Day One</title><content type='html'>Christmas isn't over. We have 12 days to savor the magic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-3580479745356902976?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/3580479745356902976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=3580479745356902976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3580479745356902976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3580479745356902976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/day-one.html' title='Day One'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-6529415942914230008</id><published>2011-12-24T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T00:39:49.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come, Let Us Adore Him</title><content type='html'>"The angel said to them,&lt;br /&gt;'Do not be afraid;&lt;br /&gt;for behold, I proclaim to you good news of great joy&lt;br /&gt;that will be for all the people.&lt;br /&gt;For today in the city of David&lt;br /&gt;a savior has been born for you who is Christ and Lord.&lt;br /&gt;And this will be a sign for you:&lt;br /&gt;you will find an infant wrapped in swaddling clothes&lt;br /&gt;and lying in a manger.'"&lt;br /&gt;~ Luke 2: 10-12&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-6529415942914230008?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/6529415942914230008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=6529415942914230008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6529415942914230008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6529415942914230008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/come-let-us-adore-him.html' title='Come, Let Us Adore Him'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-4561802677997861801</id><published>2011-12-23T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T01:07:41.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Merry</title><content type='html'>As far as I'm concerned, the next few days (starting with today) are actually one long day with little sleep, lots of food and a ton to do. It's a blur of merry madness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-4561802677997861801?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/4561802677997861801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=4561802677997861801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4561802677997861801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4561802677997861801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/very-merry.html' title='Very Merry'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-7612468893041209886</id><published>2011-12-22T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T22:46:23.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Advent</title><content type='html'>Advent, I almost forgot about you. I almost forgot how beautiful you are. In the two days we have left, I will try to remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-7612468893041209886?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/7612468893041209886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=7612468893041209886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7612468893041209886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7612468893041209886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/still-advent.html' title='Still Advent'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-7509863780906239056</id><published>2011-12-21T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T22:46:38.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cheer</title><content type='html'>The whole world is drunk on caffeine and anticipation. Or maybe it's just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-7509863780906239056?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/7509863780906239056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=7509863780906239056' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7509863780906239056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7509863780906239056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-cheer.html' title='Christmas Cheer'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-2344472718605196814</id><published>2011-12-20T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T22:28:57.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Brunch</title><content type='html'>So, what should John and I eat for breakfast on Christmas morning? Yes, I really need your opinion. I want an easy, delicious menu. One that can be made mostly ahead of time and is meant for two. (I don't want leftovers.) It has to be protein packed otherwise my darling husband will be cranky. I, on the other hand, can practically live on bread alone.&lt;br /&gt;PS: Mimosas are a must.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-2344472718605196814?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/2344472718605196814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=2344472718605196814' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2344472718605196814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2344472718605196814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-brunch.html' title='Holiday Brunch'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-4985506364131865397</id><published>2011-12-19T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T22:35:17.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa &amp; Siri</title><content type='html'>I have not been pleased with the Santa advertisements this season. Several big brands seemed to think it would be a good idea to compete with Santa (in a naughty, mean-spirited way). As if anyone could out do Santa. Are these marketers unhinged? Anyway, I was relieved to see that Apple is clearly on Santa's nice list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5qcmCUsw4EQ" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-4985506364131865397?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/4985506364131865397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=4985506364131865397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4985506364131865397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4985506364131865397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/santa-siri.html' title='Santa &amp; Siri'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5qcmCUsw4EQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8826635758278918046</id><published>2011-12-18T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T22:35:38.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Out</title><content type='html'>I am perfectly OK with 2011 ending, but I wish we could put a hold on 2012 beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8826635758278918046?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8826635758278918046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8826635758278918046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8826635758278918046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8826635758278918046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/time-out.html' title='Time Out'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-5227224574489194359</id><published>2011-12-17T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T22:57:24.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorations</title><content type='html'>So I decided to put up a few Christmas decorations. I do this so hesitantly because once they go up, I know there's a good chance they won't come down until Easter. But I have to say, I do love how a little Christmas cheer makes a home sparkle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-5227224574489194359?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/5227224574489194359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=5227224574489194359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5227224574489194359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5227224574489194359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/decorations.html' title='Decorations'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-3606419913690850646</id><published>2011-12-16T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T12:10:25.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping</title><content type='html'>Click, Click, Click is the sound of Check, Check, Check off the to-do list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-3606419913690850646?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/3606419913690850646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=3606419913690850646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3606419913690850646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3606419913690850646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/shopping.html' title='Shopping'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-9131071271646465104</id><published>2011-12-15T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T12:10:02.005-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures with John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>10 Years Ago Today ...</title><content type='html'>My life changed forever in the most amazing way when I met my husband. Yeah for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-9131071271646465104?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/9131071271646465104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=9131071271646465104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/9131071271646465104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/9131071271646465104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/10-year-ago-today.html' title='10 Years Ago Today ...'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-5246677100569296764</id><published>2011-12-14T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T21:51:32.488-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do good'/><title type='text'>Give Big or Small</title><content type='html'>Just a friendly, no-pressure reminder that there are lots of great ways to make a great difference for a lot of great people who could use a helping hand this holiday season. It's easy and fun and any donation (big or small) is greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of my personal favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sacredheartcs.org/holidays"&gt;Sacred Heart Community Service&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.familygivingtree.org/donations/donations.html"&gt;Family Giving Tree &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sienahouse.org/"&gt;Siena House Maternity Home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-5246677100569296764?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/5246677100569296764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=5246677100569296764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5246677100569296764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5246677100569296764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/give-big-or-small.html' title='Give Big or Small'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-3197576216306924424</id><published>2011-12-13T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T23:20:06.338-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous optimism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='be brave'/><title type='text'>How to Be Happy &amp; Brave</title><content type='html'>I love lists. So, I loved when Erin emailed me the &lt;a href="http://www.blogher.com/frame.php?url=http://www.marcandangel.com/2011/08/30/12-things-happy-people-do-differently/"&gt;12 Things Happy People Do Differently&lt;/a&gt;. Here is the CliffsNotes version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Express gratitude.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cultivate optimism.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Avoid over-thinking and social comparison.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Practice acts of kindness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nurture social relationships.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Develop strategies for coping.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Learn to forgive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Increase flow experiences. (Flow is when you’re so focused on what you’re doing that you become one with the task.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Savor life’s joys.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Commit to your goals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Practice spirituality.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Take care of your body.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;In addition, &lt;a href="http://sethgodin.typepad.com/seths_blog/2011/12/insulate-yourself.html"&gt;Seth's Blog&lt;/a&gt; also featured a list of sorts today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insulate yourself ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;from anonymous angry people&lt;br /&gt;Expose yourself to art you don't yet understand&lt;br /&gt;Precisely measure the results that are important to you&lt;br /&gt;Stay blind to the metrics that don't matter&lt;br /&gt;Fail often&lt;br /&gt;Ship&lt;br /&gt;Lead, don't manage so much&lt;br /&gt;Seek out uncomfortable situations&lt;br /&gt;Make an impact on the people who matter to you&lt;br /&gt;Be better at your baseline skills than anyone else&lt;br /&gt;Copyedit less, invent more&lt;br /&gt;Give more speeches&lt;br /&gt;Ignore unsolicited advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think both are so smart. I'll be revisiting these as I dream up my resolutions for 2012. &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/7430826934602500311-3197576216306924424?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/3197576216306924424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=3197576216306924424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3197576216306924424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3197576216306924424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-to-be-happy-brave.html' title='How to Be Happy &amp; Brave'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-7805221554307588982</id><published>2011-12-12T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T22:16:50.050-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am a domestic goddess'/><title type='text'>Soup's On</title><content type='html'>What I need to do is start using recipes when I cook. I don't know why I think I can wing it. Tonight I made a vegetable soup and decided to replace broth with wine (we had an open bottle that needed to be used). It wasn't an altogether terrible idea, but the result was not as brilliant as I had hoped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-7805221554307588982?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/7805221554307588982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=7805221554307588982' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7805221554307588982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7805221554307588982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/soups-on.html' title='Soup&apos;s On'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-4711819089359834401</id><published>2011-12-11T22:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:27:57.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fa La La La La, La La La La</title><content type='html'>The tradition I grew up with was decorate for Christmas at the last minute. Which is a lot better than what I did last year ~ not decorate at all. With 13 days left, I'm curious if any of my halls are going to get decked. I'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-4711819089359834401?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/4711819089359834401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=4711819089359834401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4711819089359834401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4711819089359834401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.html' title='Fa La La La La, La La La La'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-400334027253694831</id><published>2011-12-10T22:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T22:52:40.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown</title><content type='html'>Two weeks to Christmas. Let the swearing begin.&lt;br /&gt;(Obviously, said swearing has nothing to do with the celebration of the birth of Christ and everything to do with a long list of gift buying yet to be done. Don't even talk to me about decorating.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-400334027253694831?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/400334027253694831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=400334027253694831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/400334027253694831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/400334027253694831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/countdown.html' title='Countdown'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-4981870875138484690</id><published>2011-12-09T22:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T23:16:32.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advent</title><content type='html'>We are all waiting, all the time, and not just in the days before Christmas. But we get busy and distracted and forget that this whole life is one giant waiting room for eternity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-4981870875138484690?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/4981870875138484690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=4981870875138484690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4981870875138484690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4981870875138484690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent.html' title='Advent'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-2731793509556685208</id><published>2011-12-08T22:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T22:34:26.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Gifts</title><content type='html'>I went to a white elephant office party today and scored a tiny three-cup French coffee press (with Peet's coffee, peppermint bark and a cute little measuring spoon). Yeah for me!&lt;br /&gt;The gift I brought was just OK ~ a nice bottle of wine and a 6-pack of Toblerone chocolate bars.&lt;br /&gt;It was something I would be happy to take home myself.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wrong with it, but nothing creative about it either. Chocolate and wine ~ a perfectly safe gift.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is life has too few white elephant party's to always play it safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-2731793509556685208?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/2731793509556685208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=2731793509556685208' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2731793509556685208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2731793509556685208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/best-gifts.html' title='Best Gifts'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8372031547684831742</id><published>2011-12-07T22:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T22:51:23.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish List</title><content type='html'>It's Erin's fault. She wrote about &lt;a href="http://www.zeromusings.com/2011/12/asian-chicken-noodle-soup.html"&gt;Asian Chicken Noodle Soup&lt;/a&gt; and introduced me to &lt;a href="http://www.eatliverun.com/"&gt;Eat Live Run&lt;/a&gt;. So I looked around and found this &lt;a href="http://www.eatliverun.com/what-im-loving-now-winter-edition/"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;. Now I want Philosophy Birthday Cake Lip Shine and a pair of Frye boots.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8372031547684831742?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8372031547684831742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8372031547684831742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8372031547684831742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8372031547684831742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/wish-list.html' title='Wish List'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-1656658669782267700</id><published>2011-12-06T22:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T22:49:51.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traditions</title><content type='html'>I'm coming to realize I have a very specific December tradition: Panic.&lt;br /&gt;It's not Christmas or the weather (which remains beautiful year round in Northern California).&lt;br /&gt;It's the crashing halt of one year and inevitable start of another that truly unnerves me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-1656658669782267700?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/1656658669782267700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=1656658669782267700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1656658669782267700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1656658669782267700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/traditions.html' title='Traditions'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8276516878661859812</id><published>2011-12-05T22:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T22:05:03.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Create Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;q cite="http://quotationsbook.com/quote/9008/"&gt;The whole difference between construction and creation is this; that a thing constructed can only be loved after it is constructed; but a thing created is loved before it exists.&lt;/q&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ~ Charles Dickens&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8276516878661859812?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8276516878661859812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8276516878661859812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8276516878661859812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8276516878661859812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/create-something.html' title='Create Something'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-2057543916069478568</id><published>2011-12-04T21:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T22:33:09.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strangers with Pie</title><content type='html'>We went to dinner at grandpa's new place. He is adjusting. It's not easy to be in a new place when you were in the old place for 52 years. But he has a great attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after dinner, we walked around, and we met a guy with some pie.&lt;br /&gt;Like this old man had a quarter of a pie on a paper plate and was just walking around the complex. &lt;br /&gt;"Wow. What kind of dessert do you have there?" my dad asks. &lt;br /&gt;Stranger replies, "Berry pie. Sugar-free berry pie I made with Splenda. I was going to bring it to so-and-so, but they weren't home. So, I'm going to give it away to the first person I find who wants it."&lt;br /&gt;"Done!" my dad says as he stretches out his arm and takes the pie from a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;"I had no choice," he explains to me and my mom. "The man was giving away pie."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-2057543916069478568?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/2057543916069478568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=2057543916069478568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2057543916069478568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2057543916069478568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/strangers-with-pie.html' title='Strangers with Pie'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8433099837238391865</id><published>2011-12-03T22:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T22:29:24.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks</title><content type='html'>The priest's advice: When you have trouble being grateful, start with giving thanks for your five senses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8433099837238391865?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8433099837238391865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8433099837238391865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8433099837238391865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8433099837238391865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-598686588519826641</id><published>2011-12-02T22:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T22:18:06.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soulful Books ~ Recommendations Requested</title><content type='html'>I am not an avid reader. I wish I was. But when I love a book, I read it (or at least parts of it) again and again. I underline my favorite sentences with colored pencils. And the words become a part of my soul. I haven't read a book like that in a long time, and I need one. So, please, which is your favorite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-598686588519826641?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/598686588519826641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=598686588519826641' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/598686588519826641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/598686588519826641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/soulful-books-recommendations-requested.html' title='Soulful Books ~ Recommendations Requested'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-7822568404370937539</id><published>2011-12-01T23:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:08:43.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Klutzy &amp; Clumsy</title><content type='html'>My co-worker gave me a new nickname this week: Stumbling Stubler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-7822568404370937539?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/7822568404370937539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=7822568404370937539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7822568404370937539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7822568404370937539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/12/klutzy-clumsy.html' title='Klutzy &amp; Clumsy'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-1665360500609318075</id><published>2011-11-30T22:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T22:59:10.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Time Ago</title><content type='html'>A long time ago, I was a reporter. I would talk to strangers and tell their stories.&lt;br /&gt;Reporters rarely come to your door when something good has happened, so most of the time, these were tales of utter heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe how many strangers let me stand with them and ask them questions during the worst hours of their life. I always felt honored and thankful when someone was willing to share their story with me.&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I bring this up now is to say I remember them. I remember flashes of our conversation --- sitting on their couch, standing in their hallway, admiring a handmade piece of artwork that hung on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;It's an odd collection of memories.&lt;br /&gt;I hope all these years and days later peace has come upon these people and they have happiness in their life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-1665360500609318075?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/1665360500609318075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=1665360500609318075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1665360500609318075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1665360500609318075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/long-time-ago.html' title='A Long Time Ago'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-5674806665165000688</id><published>2011-11-29T22:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T22:38:05.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like A Dorm, But Different</title><content type='html'>My grandpa (all on his own) found an apartment in a retirement community. He is really excited about it. Tonight my parents took a tour and met a few of the residents, including an 87-year-old with a treadmill in her room. She told my folks that her kids insisted she move into the retirement community 6 years ago when her daughter and son-in-law caught her on her roof cleaning out the gutters. I think grandpa is going to have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-5674806665165000688?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/5674806665165000688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=5674806665165000688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5674806665165000688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5674806665165000688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/like-dorm-but-different.html' title='Like A Dorm, But Different'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-7547778300498811158</id><published>2011-11-28T22:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T22:56:00.816-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Lucky Table</title><content type='html'>The only reason we ever went to Bingo was to make my grandma happy. She loved bingo. Of course, we always had fun and sometimes we even won money. But one of my cousins, the youngest who lives out of state, was never old enough to join us. We'd try to sneak her in, but a 16-year-old really stands out in a bingo hall. Finally, finally, tonight, Lindsey got her chance to play bingo. She didn't win. But my grandpa, uncle and cousin's boyfriend all walked away with cash in hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-7547778300498811158?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/7547778300498811158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=7547778300498811158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7547778300498811158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7547778300498811158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/lucky-table.html' title='Lucky Table'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8422264098641997205</id><published>2011-11-23T22:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T22:33:48.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traditions</title><content type='html'>Wednesday = Cooking&lt;br /&gt;Thursday = Eating&lt;br /&gt;Friday = Shopping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8422264098641997205?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8422264098641997205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8422264098641997205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8422264098641997205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8422264098641997205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/traditions.html' title='Traditions'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-4071551685932478115</id><published>2011-11-22T22:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T16:23:42.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinators Anonymous</title><content type='html'>Annual meeting Wednesday night at the grocery store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-4071551685932478115?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/4071551685932478115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=4071551685932478115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4071551685932478115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4071551685932478115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/procrastinators-anonymous.html' title='Procrastinators Anonymous'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-6605760658944504775</id><published>2011-11-21T22:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:17:02.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Here</title><content type='html'>Postpone or power through? Every deadline I come across creates this quandary, even the ones that absolutely can't be moved ~ like this week's Thanksgiving + Black Friday duo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-6605760658944504775?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/6605760658944504775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=6605760658944504775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6605760658944504775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6605760658944504775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-here.html' title='It&apos;s Here'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-6415890056528913369</id><published>2011-11-20T21:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T22:15:02.363-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends are an amazing gift'/><title type='text'>Where Laughter Lives</title><content type='html'>I don't remember the last time I got to sit across from &lt;a href="http://sheilarrose.tumblr.com/"&gt;Sheila's&lt;/a&gt; beautiful face. Today, we spent four hours sitting at her mom's kitchen table talking and laughing. It's a scene we have repeated countless times. For this reason, the kitchen table is my favorite place in her parents' home. Actually, it's my favorite place in most homes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-6415890056528913369?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/6415890056528913369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=6415890056528913369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6415890056528913369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6415890056528913369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/where-laughter-lives.html' title='Where Laughter Lives'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-1415972852883773580</id><published>2011-11-19T22:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T22:20:47.149-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God is good'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Day</title><content type='html'>Sweet Eden Grace, the &lt;a href="http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/04/delightful-gift.html"&gt;miracle&lt;/a&gt; baby, was baptized today. It was glorious, and it felt like a miracle upon a miracle. A beautiful baby, a beautiful sacrament. Our hearts rejoiced.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-1415972852883773580?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/1415972852883773580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=1415972852883773580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1415972852883773580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1415972852883773580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/beautiful-day.html' title='Beautiful Day'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-7019610601145749055</id><published>2011-11-18T22:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:58:21.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prizes</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I entered a raffle, and today I found out I won a diet book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-7019610601145749055?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/7019610601145749055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=7019610601145749055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7019610601145749055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7019610601145749055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/prizes.html' title='Prizes'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-5430320109859615816</id><published>2011-11-17T22:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:23:01.109-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shop with purpose'/><title type='text'>Shop With Purpose</title><content type='html'>This is my wish: That everyone brave enough to shop on Black Friday will be generous enough to buy one present, just one, for someone in need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-5430320109859615816?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/5430320109859615816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=5430320109859615816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5430320109859615816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5430320109859615816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/shop-with-purpose.html' title='Shop With Purpose'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-1445035115360885270</id><published>2011-11-16T21:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T21:13:35.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats</title><content type='html'>John sent me this text today: "Laughing hysterically at Erin's cat hair finger post."&amp;nbsp;On the off chance that you'd like to laugh, too, go &lt;a href="http://www.zeromusings.com/2011/11/crazy-cat-people-finger-puppet-edition.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll learn why cat people have a reputation for being bizarre. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-1445035115360885270?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/1445035115360885270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=1445035115360885270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1445035115360885270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1445035115360885270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/cats.html' title='Cats'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8155705977271797074</id><published>2011-11-15T23:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T23:21:10.668-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am a domestic goddess'/><title type='text'>Currently ...</title><content type='html'>There is an empty dresser blocking the doorway to a room I like to call the lost cause. I wish I was making this up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8155705977271797074?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8155705977271797074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8155705977271797074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8155705977271797074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8155705977271797074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/currently.html' title='Currently ...'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-3971373220851393011</id><published>2011-11-14T21:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:06:55.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is Coming</title><content type='html'>My chest feels tight with anxiety, and I'm having trouble sleeping. This is how I know the holidays are roaring down the tracks. Seems like the opposite effect anticipating Advent should have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-3971373220851393011?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/3971373220851393011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=3971373220851393011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3971373220851393011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3971373220851393011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas is Coming'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8014639404900188925</id><published>2011-11-13T22:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:47:08.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays</title><content type='html'>Not many compliments can be paid to the dreaded first day of the week, except this: Mondays are made for clean slates, starting over, trying again. God bless them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8014639404900188925?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8014639404900188925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8014639404900188925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8014639404900188925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8014639404900188925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/mondays.html' title='Mondays'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-4968450139343452274</id><published>2011-11-12T23:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:47:26.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fizzless</title><content type='html'>We don't often drink soda, but for some reason we've had two bottles of coke in our refrigerator forever. I'm not even sure where they came from. But today, I decided to drink one. I later realized it expired November 2, 2009. Turns out, you can drink expired soda although it does taste a little flat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-4968450139343452274?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/4968450139343452274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=4968450139343452274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4968450139343452274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4968450139343452274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/fizzless.html' title='Fizzless'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-4026025405406841187</id><published>2011-11-11T21:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T21:44:26.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home</title><content type='html'>My parents are international super stars. They've been touring Italy since Halloween. Which as a Catholic means visiting lots of churches, seeing the heads and fingers of saints and saying hello to the Pope. They may miss Italy, and Italy may miss them. But now they are home. Where they belong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-4026025405406841187?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/4026025405406841187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=4026025405406841187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4026025405406841187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4026025405406841187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/welcome-home.html' title='Welcome Home'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8429709475235948518</id><published>2011-11-10T21:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T22:00:36.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X Factor</title><content type='html'>I don't watch this show, but I saw these two videos today and loved them. The first made me smile, the second made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wOPew2CfXKk" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_BWPbIdFlvs" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8429709475235948518?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8429709475235948518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8429709475235948518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8429709475235948518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8429709475235948518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/x-factor.html' title='X Factor'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wOPew2CfXKk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-314412948217019380</id><published>2011-11-09T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T22:08:23.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pin Pricks</title><content type='html'>Half my back lit up like a Christmas tree after being pricked with more than 70 allergens. The doctor recommended I don't start my own lawn mowing business since I'm allergic to practically every grass, several trees and multiple weeds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-314412948217019380?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/314412948217019380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=314412948217019380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/314412948217019380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/314412948217019380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/pin-pricks.html' title='Pin Pricks'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-5086497180681141399</id><published>2011-11-08T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T22:20:26.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problem Solving</title><content type='html'>The Rubik's cube is still torturing me. That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-5086497180681141399?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/5086497180681141399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=5086497180681141399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5086497180681141399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5086497180681141399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/problem-solving.html' title='Problem Solving'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-7964399088243731108</id><published>2011-11-07T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T07:36:56.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedtime</title><content type='html'>I need to go to bed earlier. Which means I really need to spend less time staring into space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-7964399088243731108?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/7964399088243731108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=7964399088243731108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7964399088243731108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7964399088243731108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/bedtime.html' title='Bedtime'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-1176854525121242659</id><published>2011-11-06T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T23:13:10.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>If we are going to take the time to change our clocks, I don't know why we limit ourselves to one hour. I say, we give ourselves two extra weeks, clean all our closets and catch up on chores. Imagine, everyone would feel super prepared and relaxed for the holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-1176854525121242659?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/1176854525121242659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=1176854525121242659' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1176854525121242659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1176854525121242659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-596522517464883627</id><published>2011-11-05T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T23:01:30.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;"Man's mind, once stretched by a new idea, never regains its original dimensions."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; ~Oliver Wendell Holmes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;When did you last try something new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-596522517464883627?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/596522517464883627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=596522517464883627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/596522517464883627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/596522517464883627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-things.html' title='New Things'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8529886887011282754</id><published>2011-11-04T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T23:09:10.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Romance</title><content type='html'>Every time I go to the theater, I think, "Why don't we do this more?" And then I remember. Every play is sad. Even the ones that are supposed to be happy are sad.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, we saw "The Last Romance."&lt;br /&gt;My mom gave us the tickets, and before accepting, I asked, "Does it have a happy ending?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I believe it does."&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at the San Jose Rep, the cheerful lady at the door said the show is, "Great. Light and fluffy."&lt;br /&gt;It was great, but I'm convinced theater people have a warped definition of happily ever after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8529886887011282754?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8529886887011282754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8529886887011282754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8529886887011282754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8529886887011282754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/last-romance.html' title='The Last Romance'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-2410381982355265229</id><published>2011-11-03T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T22:11:17.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Fall</title><content type='html'>The sky was filled with leaves, but they were all falling up. Whirling up and away with the wind. It was amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-2410381982355265229?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/2410381982355265229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=2410381982355265229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2410381982355265229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/2410381982355265229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/finally-fall.html' title='Finally Fall'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-7955044401810297808</id><published>2011-11-02T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T22:44:47.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubik's</title><content type='html'>Today I was given a Rubik's cube. It was perfect. In less than 10 seconds, I totally screwed it up. Some people have a mind for this six-sided puzzle, but I do not. Instantly the thing reminded me of life. Simple, but complicated with many sides to solve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-7955044401810297808?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/7955044401810297808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=7955044401810297808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7955044401810297808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/7955044401810297808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/rubiks.html' title='Rubik&apos;s'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-4819879762816554027</id><published>2011-11-01T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:43:55.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Saints</title><content type='html'>In this life, we are the runners and the cheerleaders. There's no time for sitting on the sidelines if we want to finish the race as saints.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-4819879762816554027?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/4819879762816554027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=4819879762816554027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4819879762816554027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4819879762816554027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-saints.html' title='All Saints'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-3279919913417778956</id><published>2011-10-31T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:44:59.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Monsters</title><content type='html'>Rapunzel, Superman, Batman, the kitty cat, monkey and owl ~ every one of the 10 little kids in our gang was super excited to hit the streets. But at the first house, I don't even think they said, "trick or treat." Not that our group was unfriendly. My godson walked right inside as soon as the woman opened the door. Small children must not realize this is a stay-on-the-neighbor's-front-porch kind of activity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-3279919913417778956?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/3279919913417778956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=3279919913417778956' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3279919913417778956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3279919913417778956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-monsters.html' title='Little Monsters'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-1470851520949464611</id><published>2011-10-30T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T22:52:16.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip Planning</title><content type='html'>When do you pack for a trip? In my family, no sooner than the last minute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-1470851520949464611?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/1470851520949464611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=1470851520949464611' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1470851520949464611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1470851520949464611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/10/trip-planning.html' title='Trip Planning'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-1338160683467473696</id><published>2011-10-29T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T23:44:30.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Will Never Forget</title><content type='html'>My mom and I saw the flowers at the park this morning. Instantly, we knew it had been 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;Ten years since a young San Jose police officer was senselessly shot and killed in the line of duty.&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey Fontane was patrolling less than a mile from my parents' home when his life was cut all too short.&lt;br /&gt;He was only 24.&lt;br /&gt;Ten years later I still can't believe something so terrible happened so close to home.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure it's of any comfort, but I hope his parents and family know we will never forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-1338160683467473696?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/1338160683467473696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=1338160683467473696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1338160683467473696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1338160683467473696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-will-never-forget.html' title='We Will Never Forget'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-5197096906689400514</id><published>2011-10-28T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T21:19:57.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Office Space</title><content type='html'>It says a lot about a work week when even Mr. Stapler collapses across the strewn papers covering your desk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-5197096906689400514?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/5197096906689400514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=5197096906689400514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5197096906689400514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5197096906689400514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/10/office-space.html' title='Office Space'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8146265680572553268</id><published>2011-10-27T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T23:27:05.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank</title><content type='html'>If I could post a blank screen, I would. I'm not being lazy. It would be an accurate representation of my brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8146265680572553268?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8146265680572553268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8146265680572553268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8146265680572553268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8146265680572553268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/10/blank.html' title='Blank'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-8169653677617966760</id><published>2011-10-26T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T23:59:00.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Things</title><content type='html'>1. Enter quick. Erin has a fabulous Paper Culture giveaway going on at &lt;a href="http://www.zeromusings.com/2011/10/paper-culture-giveaway-and-general.html"&gt;Musings of a Madwoman&lt;/a&gt;. Deadline is midnight Thursday. Go now.&lt;br /&gt;2. In case you haven't noticed, Sheila has been writing some great stuff over &lt;a href="http://sheilarrose.tumblr.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. A very low-key, not much going on update is up at &lt;a href="http://tiredandstuck.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tired &amp;amp; Stuck&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-8169653677617966760?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/8169653677617966760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=8169653677617966760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8169653677617966760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/8169653677617966760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/10/three-things.html' title='Three Things'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-5144965416709050798</id><published>2011-10-25T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T23:52:28.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Mouth</title><content type='html'>Last night I had a dream that I kept accidentally swearing in front of my friends' children. And in my dream, my friend's husband mildly scolded me for my potty mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the crazy, bizarre things I dream, this one seems like something that could actually happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-5144965416709050798?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/5144965416709050798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=5144965416709050798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5144965416709050798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5144965416709050798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/10/potty-mouth.html' title='Potty Mouth'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-3652819747272605460</id><published>2011-10-24T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T22:23:50.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Medicine</title><content type='html'>True friends are the cure for ugly-fat days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-3652819747272605460?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/3652819747272605460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=3652819747272605460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3652819747272605460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/3652819747272605460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/10/good-medicine.html' title='Good Medicine'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-1209520597766115660</id><published>2011-10-23T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:07:50.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Lineup</title><content type='html'>More Sundays, less Mondays. Who's with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-1209520597766115660?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/1209520597766115660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=1209520597766115660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1209520597766115660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1209520597766115660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-lineup.html' title='New Lineup'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-4617099895179718219</id><published>2011-10-22T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T22:18:23.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clearing Out</title><content type='html'>I'm realizing my closet is the place I most closely hold on to the past. I own items I adore but haven't worn in years. This goes against my desire to be more minimalist, less clutterist. I want my closet to be home to only those items that are beautiful &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; useful. If I don't wear it, it shouldn't take up space in my life. (I've made an exception for my wedding dress.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-4617099895179718219?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/4617099895179718219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=4617099895179718219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4617099895179718219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/4617099895179718219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/10/clearing-out.html' title='Clearing Out'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-5756348000331525350</id><published>2011-10-21T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T22:35:41.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting Project</title><content type='html'>The only thing I've ever painted was a second-hand desk.&lt;br /&gt;The desk was huge and brown (fake wood). I wanted to make it pretty, so I painted it pink.&lt;br /&gt;John and I were dating at the time, and he helped.&lt;br /&gt;It was a disaster. John and I argued, and the desk was ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was like 9 years ago and I haven't painted since.&lt;br /&gt;All this to say, I see a painting project on the horizon and I'm hoping to harness some Picasso-like inspiration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-5756348000331525350?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/5756348000331525350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=5756348000331525350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5756348000331525350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5756348000331525350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/10/painting-project.html' title='Painting Project'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-1055345792993505106</id><published>2011-10-20T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T22:15:21.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>History in the Making</title><content type='html'>I'm toying with the idea of becoming a revisionist. I plan to rewrite anything difficult in my life as, "We had a lot of fun."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-1055345792993505106?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/1055345792993505106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=1055345792993505106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1055345792993505106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/1055345792993505106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/10/history-in-making.html' title='History in the Making'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-6975464172069290748</id><published>2011-10-19T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T23:28:40.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Habits</title><content type='html'>Are you ever tempted to skip brushing your teeth before bed? That's how I feel right now. I just don't want to brush my teeth, but I know I will. I know I will not let my head hit the pillow without scrubbing my pearly whites. It's one of the few things I absolutely know I will get done every day no matter how many things are on my to-do list. Now if I could just apply that same habitual dedication to a few other areas, I think I'd have the key to success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-6975464172069290748?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/6975464172069290748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=6975464172069290748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6975464172069290748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/6975464172069290748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/10/habits.html' title='Habits'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7430826934602500311.post-5569530240009209776</id><published>2011-10-18T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T22:17:47.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loose Ends</title><content type='html'>I'm living in a chaos caused by an unending list of incomplete projects.&lt;br /&gt;It's a lot of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7430826934602500311-5569530240009209776?l=windshieldrosary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/feeds/5569530240009209776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7430826934602500311&amp;postID=5569530240009209776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5569530240009209776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7430826934602500311/posts/default/5569530240009209776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://windshieldrosary.blogspot.com/2011/10/loose-ends.html' title='Loose Ends'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03670444492202580720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
