<?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-3695269298586852158</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:55:10.152-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamie and Holly's Great Adventure</title><subtitle type='html'>27 days.
7 states. 
3,000 miles.

1 Great Adventure</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Holly</name><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>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-8364753999501100333</id><published>2009-07-17T00:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T01:01:27.547-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Side of the Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;Here are my answers to the same questions:&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What souvenirs did you buy? &lt;/b&gt;1 shirt from the University of Oregon, robo-keys (it's a key cover that looks like a robot head), and some vintage looking postcards from Oregon and Colorado. I think that might be it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What was the can't miss spot on the trip? &lt;/b&gt;Definitely Crater Lake. There's a reason Oregon put it as the design for their state quarter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. CD most likely to add to &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1247793033_0" style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;iPod &lt;/b&gt;It's so hard to say because I know I'm going to add more than one of them, but I think I'm going to say Dena's. It got the trip off to a great start, and it's music I don't currently have on my iPod. I listened to the cd in my car today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Place you were most surprised by? &lt;/b&gt;I think I will say Yellowstone. I guess I didn't know much about it other than oldest national park and Old Faithful. How can you not be surprised by bubbling mud pits and hissing pools of steam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Place to spend another week in? &lt;/b&gt;Am I allowed to say Boulder? That technically wasn't part of the road trip, but we started and ended there, and it was part of the overall trip. It just has a little of everything there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Cabin vs. yurt vs. teepee? &lt;/b&gt;The cabin and yurt were both pretty similar inside, but I'll say yurt because it had a skylight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Best meal? &lt;/b&gt;My spinach, candied walnut, grape, and goat cheese salad at Alibi in Seattle, plus the pizza that I stole from Holly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Favorite activity? &lt;/b&gt;Kayaking on Lake Union in Seattle. I saw a seaplane land on the water (or do you land on land and water on water?) out there, which was cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. R&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1247793033_1" style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;oad trip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; advice? &lt;/b&gt;Don't plan every single minute of the trip out, but it was nice to have some stuff planned. We didn't have to argue about what to do because we already had a basic idea of what was possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Things you wish you had packed more of or had packed at all?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; I meant to bring my headlamp so we could have had some light in the teepee. Also, I apparently needed more than two pens. Both of the pens I brought on the trip died. I guess I did a pretty good job packing if those were my biggest complaints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. The thing(s) you were most glad you packed? &lt;/b&gt;Two cases full of about 75 cds. They didn't exactly do me much good as the primary item in my carry-on when we were stuck overnight in Charlotte, NC on the way home, but I was certainly glad to have them for the trip. Other than the cds, I was glad that Holly packed Simon, her GPS, and I'm glad we bought pillows to bring with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Worst place we went / most disappointed by? &lt;/b&gt;The worst place we went was definitely the Yakima Wal-Mart. I can't stand Wal-Mart. I guess I wasn't disappointed by it though--it was exactly what I would expect from a Wal-Mart. I was disappointed that we didn't get the do the Street Scramble in Seattle (because apparently nobody around knew where it started or at what time, so we just enjoyed our day in Fremont instead) and that we didn't play disc golf on a mountain in Big Sky (due to rain and cold temperatures), but we made up for it with all the other fun things we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Things I learned about myself? &lt;/b&gt;That the reason I don't lose things is because I won't stop looking for it until I find it. Holly said she would give up way before I do. Also, I'm scared of bison. Did you know they can weigh 2,000 pounds and run 3 times as fast as you can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. Things I learned about the other person? &lt;/b&gt;I knew this already, but Holly has really long legs. We're not really all that much different in height, but you wouldn't think that based on the amount that we had to adjust the driver's seat and mirrors when switching drivers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. Looking forward to at home &lt;/b&gt;- not living out of a huge yellow duffel bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1247793033_2" style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;st thing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; that kept us entertained while driving? &lt;/b&gt;The scrabble board that we set up on the armrest in between the driver and passenger. Kidding. The 18 different things that the passenger was in charge of--reading cd commentaries, taking photos, reading the question cards, filing in mad libs, crossing off license plates, getting snacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-8364753999501100333?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8364753999501100333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/other-side-of-story.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8364753999501100333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8364753999501100333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/other-side-of-story.html' title='The Other Side of the Story'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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-3695269298586852158.post-182553757804783043</id><published>2009-07-16T21:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T09:17:15.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Things for the 16 Days - Holly's Version</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;Here are the questions we said we would both answer:&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What souvenirs did you buy? &lt;/b&gt;2 tshirts from University of Oregon, a sailboat painting (I bargained the guy and got it for $5!), an Annie Leibovitz book from the vintage shop and mon-key rings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What was the can't miss spot on the trip? &lt;/b&gt;Oregon! Especially Crater Lake. It was too gorgeous to describe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. CD most likely to add to &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1247793033_0"  style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;iPod &lt;/b&gt;Aly's, I already added it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Place you were most surprised by? &lt;/b&gt;Tillamock Cheese Factory. I gave Jamie such a hard time about it and in the end, it was the best icecream of the trip. And Project Vote Smart, it was a beautiful property and a great cause. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Place to spend another week in? &lt;/b&gt;The entire state of Oregon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Cabin vs. yurt vs. teepee? &lt;/b&gt;I loved the cabin, but the yurt had the bunk beds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Best meal? &lt;/b&gt;The organic sandwich shop in Freemont (Seattle), great sandwich and gold star logo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Favorite activity? &lt;/b&gt;Kayaking on Lake Union. It was very cool seeing the Space Needle why we were on the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. R&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1247793033_1" style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;oad trip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; advice? &lt;/b&gt;plan before you go, seriously&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Things you wish you had packed more of or had packed at all? &lt;/b&gt;Sure Holly, bring 4 pairs of socks, that will last you 3 weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. The thing(s) you were most glad you packed? &lt;/b&gt;I am glad Jamie brought Bananagrams, I glad we brought Lil Mac (for blogging purposes), I was super happy with my dorky (yet practical) camera bag, and all my hoodies. It was cooler than I expect everywhere we went. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Worst place we went / most disappointed by? &lt;/b&gt;"Big Pine" and the Lapine National Park in Oregon. Seriously, that was the largest ponderosa pine in Oregon? I highly doubt it. Sorry Kelly, but I was also disappointed with the Yakima Walmart. (or maybe just disappointed that we had to go there) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Things I learned about myself? &lt;/b&gt;I fell in love again with cruise control and found out that I am very afraid of Bison. We saw one in the field and I wouldn't let Jamie walk by it. She read to me in the brochure that you have to stay at least 25 yards away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. Things I learned about the other person? &lt;/b&gt;Jamie is a walking map. She has a great sense of direction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. Looking forward to at home &lt;/b&gt;- my own bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1247793033_2" style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;st thing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; that kept us entertained while driving? &lt;/b&gt;umm, each other?! the CDs were great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-182553757804783043?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/182553757804783043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/16-things-for-16-days-hollys-version.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/182553757804783043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/182553757804783043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/16-things-for-16-days-hollys-version.html' title='16 Things for the 16 Days - Holly&apos;s Version'/><author><name>Holly</name><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-3695269298586852158.post-8055244709204803492</id><published>2009-07-16T20:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:05:29.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No bull about it, we had a great time at the Rodeo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Sl_Mm3aq8uI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GJXqVegpG9k/s1600-h/DSC_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Sl_Mm3aq8uI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GJXqVegpG9k/s400/DSC_0210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359227049677091554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Sl_ML4FAxOI/AAAAAAAAAJs/gZ10hoJdWDc/s1600-h/DSC_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Sl_ML4FAxOI/AAAAAAAAAJs/gZ10hoJdWDc/s400/DSC_0200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359226585998214370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For every day in June, July and August, Cody, Wyoming has a rodeo. I kept calling it the Codeo. No lie, the rodeo made me feel very proud to be an American. Some of the highlights included the rodeo clown who we discovered is a high school chemistry teacher. During his 15 min. dance routine in between the festivities, Jamie and I just kept thinking about how he teaches the youth of America, just like us. We were also impressed with the barrel races and the pee-wee round that included a 5 year old!! Every time a guy would fall off the bull I closed my eyes and winced. I just didn't want him to get stepped on. A special thanks to the 3 little cowboys that sat on the fence in front of us, they provided some great photo ops for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-8055244709204803492?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8055244709204803492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-bull-about-it-we-had-great-time-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8055244709204803492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8055244709204803492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-bull-about-it-we-had-great-time-at.html' title='No bull about it, we had a great time at the Rodeo'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Sl_Mm3aq8uI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GJXqVegpG9k/s72-c/DSC_0210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-8028920537217349797</id><published>2009-07-15T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:22:40.057-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're not quite done yet</title><content type='html'>Here you go blog fans, 3 new posts and more to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-8028920537217349797?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8028920537217349797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-not-quite-done-yet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8028920537217349797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8028920537217349797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-not-quite-done-yet.html' title='We&apos;re not quite done yet'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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-3695269298586852158.post-7081723567362421398</id><published>2009-07-15T21:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:14:42.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's all read Organic Squirrel Gets a Bike Helmet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sl6JKQkNvnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/caCq5VOZE5o/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sl6JKQkNvnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/caCq5VOZE5o/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358871415956029042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sl6JJmE3zvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Mwux7JkXo90/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sl6JJmE3zvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Mwux7JkXo90/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358871404550278898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got back to Boulder it was kind of like the trip was over and we were home again, but the trip wasn't really over and we certainly weren't home again. It was just that we were in a place we had been to before with people we knew and that the road trip portion was over. We cooked dinner, or a team effort with Bob and Aly and Sandor led to a tasty dinner on Friday night. On Saturday we had pancakes for breakfast, courtesy of Brother Bob. Then we rode bikes and met up with Aly, Ruthie, and Joel. We rode down the Boulder Creek Path and came upon this rope that swings out over the water and that Bob had always been wanting to try. Other people were doing it and it seemed relatively safe, so Bob and Joel took turns. The girls (wisely, I think) stayed out of the cold water though. We went to the Boulder farmer's market for lunch and key lime pie and a pretzel as big as Bob's head, then to 7-eleven because it was free slurpee day! July 11th, 7-11, get it? You get a free 7.11 ounce slurpee, or if you're Bob and I you go more than once and get two. We were a bit limited because Boulder only has one 7-11. In Williamsburg alone I can think of 6, and I think there might even be more, but one was enough this time. We hung out at a pool with Aly's brother for a while, then headed home to change for dinner. For my birthday dinner Bob and Aly reserved a little room with a table recessed into the ground at Sushi Zenmai. We got a boat full of all different kinds of sushi--the number 9 roll was definitely the tastiest. Then we happened upon the Boulder Big Wheel Rally. I wish I had a picture of this...just imagine adults in costumes riding big wheel bikes. Not big wheel bikes meaning bikes with big wheels, but big wheel bikes meaning those bikes little kids ride, just made for adults instead. It was weird. Then we got gelato to conclude the evening.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday Holly and I actually went our separate ways, so here's my recap of my time without Holly. I'll try to make it sound not-so-fun so she won't be jealous. We (me, Bob, Aly, Ruthie, and Joel) went for a hike near Lyons, then got lunch at a place in Lyons, and then tried to go tubing nearby, but a rain downpour during lunch cooled things off a bit, so only Bob was willing to get in. The look on his face when he sat in the cold water in his too-small tube was quite entertaining. So we gave up on the tubing and went to watch Dan's bike race in Longmont. Then came the best part of the day...outdoor movie night at Kim and Ken's! It was a group effort to set up a sheet hanging from the house and attached to a pole somehow, a projector and speakers, a snack table (did you read that Holly? a snack table!) with popcorn, beer, Ruthie's homemade apple pies, vanilla ice cream, red vines, m&amp;amp;ms, and junior mints. Eleven of us sat outside and enjoyed Bedtime Stories under a clear, starry sky. Very nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then our time in Boulder was pretty much over. Holly returned from her trip-within-a-trip the next morning. We packed up, got the best sammiches in Boulder to take with us as our lunch, and arrived at the Denver airport. But that's a whole other story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-7081723567362421398?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/7081723567362421398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/lets-all-read-organic-squirrel-gets.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7081723567362421398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7081723567362421398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/lets-all-read-organic-squirrel-gets.html' title='Let&apos;s all read Organic Squirrel Gets a Bike Helmet'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sl6JKQkNvnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/caCq5VOZE5o/s72-c/DSC_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-3051234290667938472</id><published>2009-07-15T21:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:38:23.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When we got tired of doing all the driving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sl5-v3gwJOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Ix7TtPBRwK0/s1600-h/IMG_1974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sl5-v3gwJOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Ix7TtPBRwK0/s400/IMG_1974.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358859967437743330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never got tired of listening to all of our mix cds though. I think this was definitely one of our best ideas ever, right up there with blogging and that time when I was holding a loaf of bread and Holly said "Why don't you slice it?" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--On the morning of my birthday as we were leaving PVS, &lt;b&gt;Holly&lt;/b&gt; surprised me by downloading the Away We Go soundtrack on her iPod and having it all ready to listen to that morning. It's mostly by Alexi Murdoch and tends to be pretty laid back. I enjoyed it muchly. Now I just hope that I get to have a copy of it and my present wasn't just that I got to listen to it once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;b&gt;Matt Robinson, &lt;/b&gt;another one of our many friends named Matt (I think Holly calls this one Captain Quay) made us a good mix of 90s music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Our student &lt;b&gt;April&lt;/b&gt; had a good mix with a variety of songs on it, from Beatles to more recent stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--As we left Big Sky and headed to Yellowstone on day 15 of the road trip, we listened to track star &lt;b&gt;Michelle&lt;/b&gt;'s mix. It started off with some interesting piano music and then had all kinds of things on it. Holly remarked that Michelle might make a good wedding reception DJ because there were a number of good danceable songs in a row on there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--When we got to Yellowstone we thought to ourselves, what would be most out of place to listen to here? And the answer was &lt;b&gt;Uncle Ed&lt;/b&gt;'s Jimmy Buffett faves. We particularly enjoyed the final song on the mix, an unreleased song about Jimmy's thoughts on a driver that cut him off. We thought of this song later when we encountered a few not-so-great drivers ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;b&gt;Amber&lt;/b&gt; made us a mix called 21 Female Vocalists for 2 Female Roadtrippers, which I quite enjoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;b&gt;Tina's grandpap&lt;/b&gt; made us several cds, complete with cover art and track listings, and we listened to one of his while driving up to the Old Faithful visitor's center. I actually sang along with a few of the tunes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Holly was getting a little sleepy at this point (not because of the previous cd, just due to it being her naptime), so she told me to put in something upbeat, so since it's hard to predict if someone's mix is going to be upbeat or not I put in a mashup cd I recently downloaded called Feed the Animals by &lt;b&gt;Girl Talk&lt;/b&gt;. If you don't know what a mash-up is, go here &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6JBAxkZun3s&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=5D5E3471964CE94A&amp;amp;index=0&amp;amp;playnext=1"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6JBAxkZun3s&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=5D5E3471964CE94A&amp;amp;index=0&amp;amp;playnext=1&lt;/a&gt; and watch the video for the first song on the cd. But don't watch it if you have sensitive ears and might be offended by the language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Then we put on &lt;b&gt;Matthew&lt;/b&gt;'s cd (how many Matts is that now...I've lost count). His wife Heather works with us at GHS. It had music on it that I recognize like Neutral Milk Hotel and that I think was new to Holly. It's kind of predictable which songs Holly or I will be able to sing along with. If it's country or rap, those seem to be Holly's domains. I'll take the alternative pop rock indie whatever you want to call it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--This is getting to be a really long post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--I guess that's why we should have posted before now and not waited 5 days to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--We ended the day with GHS English teacher &lt;b&gt;Matt&lt;/b&gt;'s second cd, this one a themed cd entitled Travels, Transportations, and Destinations. It kept to the theme quite well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--On day 16, our final day of driving, we listened to student &lt;b&gt;Amber&lt;/b&gt;'s mix, then student &lt;b&gt;Kevin&lt;/b&gt;'s disc 1 of 4, student &lt;b&gt;Jenni&lt;/b&gt;'s, student &lt;b&gt;Daniel&lt;/b&gt;'s, and finally student &lt;b&gt;Laura&lt;/b&gt;'s disco dos. They were all a little of this, a little of that, and all were quite enjoyable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--I think we finished out the trip by listening to road trip mixes #2 and 3 by the &lt;b&gt;Staabs&lt;/b&gt;. We were on #3 as we pulled into the parking lot of the Jamba Juice in Boulder, thereby concluding our road trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--But did that conclude the music? Why no, it didn't! As we speak I'm listening to &lt;b&gt;Karen&lt;/b&gt;'s Ridiculously Good Songs Vol 1, which was waiting here for me when I returned home. So it didn't make it on the road trip, but I can listen to it from the comfort of my own home or car. She included personal commentary with every track, which a few people did and I have found I quite enjoy. It's interesting to see what people have to say about the songs they pick, especially if you're as funny as Karen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--So that's it. That's all the music we listened to. We got through at least one cd from every person who gave us one (a few people submitted more than one disc, and we didn't quite make it through every cd in the case). I think the only one I didn't list on here was &lt;b&gt;Steve&lt;/b&gt;'s screamo music, which he gave to me just so I could find out what screamo was. I did put it on at some point, and no offense Steve, but screamo isn't my new favorite kind of music. Oh, and I don't think I listed &lt;b&gt;Megan and John&lt;/b&gt;'s cds because they wouldn't work in the car. I guess something went wrong in the burning process. I'd say we listened to about 70 cds total though and can now provide people with killer road trip mixes for their future road adventures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-3051234290667938472?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/3051234290667938472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-we-got-tired-of-doing-all-driving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3051234290667938472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3051234290667938472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-we-got-tired-of-doing-all-driving.html' title='When we got tired of doing all the driving...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sl5-v3gwJOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Ix7TtPBRwK0/s72-c/IMG_1974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-3393563144031600671</id><published>2009-07-15T20:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:44:34.352-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever slept in a teepee?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sl536evG0EI/AAAAAAAAAKY/2Rpy4_Kp0CU/s1600-h/DSC_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sl536evG0EI/AAAAAAAAAKY/2Rpy4_Kp0CU/s400/DSC_0133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358852453184229442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sl5123_rXiI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ann-VWaNGvo/s1600-h/IMG_1946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sl5123_rXiI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ann-VWaNGvo/s400/IMG_1946.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358850192221888034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I've slept in a teepee. I don't know if Holly can say the same thing or not. She spent the night in a teepee, but I'm not sure there was a whole lot of sleeping going on. You'll have to ask her, but I think she had a rather cold, uncomfortable night. I think at 5:30 am she was done trying to sleep in the teepee. She left the teepee around 6am, so she was definitely done at that point. Me, on the other hand, I slept more than I expected to. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We rolled into Cody around dinner time, found our teepee, got some dinner, and headed to the Cody rodeo. In the morning, after our night in the teepee, we headed on back to Boulder, Colorado. Seven and a half hours later and we were done with the road trip. It was during those seven and a half hours that Holly got a little punchy and asked me to give her a pep talk. She said she needed some vocal caffeine. Then she made me announce all of the items in our food bag as if I were presenting them on The Price Is Right. She criticized my first attempt, but was pleased with my description of the pita chips as being "mint in bag" (they hadn't been opened yet). You can draw your own conclusions from all of this as to our mental state after all those hours on the road with limited social interaction with other people, but I will say that those seven and a half hours actually weren't too bad. They passed rather quickly and we were back in Boulder by 3pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-3393563144031600671?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/3393563144031600671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-you-ever-slept-in-teepee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3393563144031600671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3393563144031600671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-you-ever-slept-in-teepee.html' title='Have you ever slept in a teepee?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sl536evG0EI/AAAAAAAAAKY/2Rpy4_Kp0CU/s72-c/DSC_0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-7027906477937624190</id><published>2009-07-11T12:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T12:53:42.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna get me another pickanick basket</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SljClrRw5TI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KpqoDlDfkJo/s1600-h/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SljClrRw5TI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KpqoDlDfkJo/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357245709285385522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SljCkujkUeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ubyOCGu7f-k/s1600-h/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SljCkujkUeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ubyOCGu7f-k/s400/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357245692985496034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SljCkujkUeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ubyOCGu7f-k/s1600-h/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SljCkIn1FBI/AAAAAAAAAJU/b85LAFi8PZs/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SljCkIn1FBI/AAAAAAAAAJU/b85LAFi8PZs/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357245682802824210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yellowstone was crazy. It was like going to another planet at times. There were mountains, a giant caldera, streams, rivers, lakes, bison crossing the street, tourists stopping like idiots in the middle of the road to take pictures of said dangerous bison, bubbling mud pots, pools of water with steam rising off them, water that was clear blue, water that was orange from bacteria mats, water that smelled like sulphur, geysers, and the second most traffic that we've been caught in on the trip (first place for traffic: driving into Seattle, but that one I kind of expected). Quite an amazing place. And our nation's first national park. Congrats, Yellowstone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-7027906477937624190?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/7027906477937624190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-gonna-get-me-another-pickanick.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7027906477937624190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7027906477937624190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-gonna-get-me-another-pickanick.html' title='I&apos;m gonna get me another pickanick basket'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SljClrRw5TI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KpqoDlDfkJo/s72-c/DSC_0056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-8602504129372613735</id><published>2009-07-11T12:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T12:42:34.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'>High Bison Alert at Yellowstone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Sli_kqADkaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/WXfTUyXQjQo/s1600-h/DSC_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Sli_kqADkaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/WXfTUyXQjQo/s400/DSC_0382.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357242393227923874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Sli_kS1eJGI/AAAAAAAAAJE/IurzlCtJ-6c/s1600-h/DSC_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Sli_kS1eJGI/AAAAAAAAAJE/IurzlCtJ-6c/s400/DSC_0370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357242387009512546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Big Sky and were on route to Yellowstone National Park. When we arrived at the park we saw signs that announced it was a "High Bison Alert" on the roads today. And that it was. Jamie read some information about the wild beasts and we knew that they were not cute and cuddly animals and that we were not supposed to get within 25 yards of them. There was some traffic in the park, especially when the bison were trying to cross the road. (that sounds the start to a good joke . . . )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-8602504129372613735?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8602504129372613735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/high-bison-alert-at-yellowstone.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8602504129372613735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8602504129372613735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/high-bison-alert-at-yellowstone.html' title='High Bison Alert at Yellowstone'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Sli_kqADkaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/WXfTUyXQjQo/s72-c/DSC_0382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-8695826446614562473</id><published>2009-07-10T00:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:54:34.384-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wifi vs. Smoke Signals?</title><content type='html'>We have never created a post without pictures . . . but we just wanted you to know that we made it to Cody, Wyoming! We conquered Yellowstone today (lots of bison out and about!) We spend the evening at the Cody Rodeo and are now in our teepee. It is a little cold and there is no electricity, but we can get wireless. Pictures will have to wait until we can plug the computer in. Tomorrow is our last drive and we should be back to Boulder by dinner time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are having trouble visualizing the teepee visit www.codyponderosa.com! Our teepee is named Red Cloud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-8695826446614562473?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8695826446614562473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/wifi-vs-smoke-signals.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8695826446614562473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8695826446614562473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/wifi-vs-smoke-signals.html' title='Wifi vs. Smoke Signals?'/><author><name>Holly</name><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-3695269298586852158.post-1705766072480375551</id><published>2009-07-09T01:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T01:14:40.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Sky indeed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlV71tY7t1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/MTBSsD5F-8s/s1600-h/DSC_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlV71tY7t1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/MTBSsD5F-8s/s400/DSC_0314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356323494474528594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a whole collection of pictures called "taken from the window". Today there was little sun, but it was a special fun Jamie day none-the-less!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-1705766072480375551?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/1705766072480375551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-sky-indeed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/1705766072480375551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/1705766072480375551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-sky-indeed.html' title='Big Sky indeed!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlV71tY7t1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/MTBSsD5F-8s/s72-c/DSC_0314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-7029695273026699277</id><published>2009-07-09T00:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T01:20:14.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>But what if I need my lime green sombrero and my collection of POGs on the trip? I'll pack them just in case.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlV943sWXQI/AAAAAAAAAKI/H-ut2LoRWOE/s1600-h/DSC_0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlV943sWXQI/AAAAAAAAAKI/H-ut2LoRWOE/s400/DSC_0287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356325747803184386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlV44KIrkiI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0L_Z7ECmGxI/s1600-h/DSC_0289.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlV44KIrkiI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0L_Z7ECmGxI/s400/DSC_0289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356320238015844898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been very impressed with Jamie and I and our ability to road trip. We plan things out before, we wake up early and tackle the world, we see all the sights that we can, etc. My major downfall this trip has been my ability to over-pack. Its a problem that I will always have. First, I start with more of the normal "essentials" than a person needs. (I have enough underwear to do the entire trip again.) When Jamie and I travel on Spring Break, we always say that we have to wear everything that we bring. So far I am going to be wearing a bathing suit, 3 sundresses (did we mention it was 45 here today), 3 tshirts, 2 pairs of shoes, and about 14 pairs of underwear on the plane ride home. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have other things with us that are probably not necessary. For some reason I thought we would need 2 bottles of rubber cement. We do have some stuffed animals that have made the trip. Domo, the pink monster, was a gift of my friend Kate and I have taken a picture of him at every major attraction in every spot. I have been printing out the pictures of him and been mailing them to my niece and nephew in Nebraska. Apparently reading Domo postcards are an incentive to get the kids to eat all of their dinner. Who knew?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-7029695273026699277?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/7029695273026699277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/but-what-if-i-need-my-lime-green.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7029695273026699277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7029695273026699277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/but-what-if-i-need-my-lime-green.html' title='But what if I need my lime green sombrero and my collection of POGs on the trip? I&apos;ll pack them just in case.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlV943sWXQI/AAAAAAAAAKI/H-ut2LoRWOE/s72-c/DSC_0287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-8465127390079943112</id><published>2009-07-09T00:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:43:23.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They say it's my birthday. It's my birthday too yeah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlVz1KiqFdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/jzCrqG-8Uuk/s1600-h/IMG_1835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlVz1KiqFdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/jzCrqG-8Uuk/s400/IMG_1835.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356314689027053010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlVz0jgNZ3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/uHHqZW2n_EE/s1600-h/IMG_1838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlVz0jgNZ3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/uHHqZW2n_EE/s400/IMG_1838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356314678547801970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best phrase of the day: birthday pancake. I had a birthday pancake this morning. Holly and I were invited over to Richard's house for breakfast--he's the president of Project Vote Smart and lives there in a house on the ranch, and he hosts these orientation breakfasts for new folks where he cooks for you and then explains some of the history and philosophy behind the project, which may sound a little boring, but it's not. He's really kind of fascinating to listen to. This is a man who ran against John McCain for Barry Goldwater's vacated Senate seat back in the 1980s. He lost, obviously. But this morning when I walked in he had a pancake with a candle in it and sang happy birthday. Holly told his wife that it was my birthday, so she passed the news along.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As soon as we were all oriented, we left PVS for bigger skies. Big Sky, Montana to be exact. I don't know why, but several people thought we were sleeping in a teepee tonight, others thought we were back in Colorado. I guess a blog isn't enough. Maybe we need to get major news networks to announce our whereabouts. We drove about 3 and a half hours to Big Sky, which is a ski resort. We had grand plans to play disc golf on the mountain--you take the ski ride up, and play your way down. As soon as we bought the tickets though it started to rain and the temperature dropped to 45 degrees, so we wisely decided not to play. Unfortunately there's not much to do around here in the summer when it rains, but we made the best of it. We headed to Lone Peak Brewery for some drinks and chips and salsa, plus a rousing game of bananagrams (which Holly won) and then an equally rousing (look how excited my hand looks in the picture!) game of shuffleboard (which Holly won). She tells me that now that I'm 30, I need to learn that I can't win all the time. We had dinner at Choppers, a motorcycle themed restaurant. Then we got some wine and ice cream and headed to back to the hotel to relax with some America's Got Talent (strangely addicting) and the hot tub. All in all, a good day. Oh, and I won $5 on Virginia lottery tickets. Score.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-8465127390079943112?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8465127390079943112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-say-its-my-birthday-its-my.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8465127390079943112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8465127390079943112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-say-its-my-birthday-its-my.html' title='They say it&apos;s my birthday. It&apos;s my birthday too yeah.'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlVz1KiqFdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/jzCrqG-8Uuk/s72-c/IMG_1835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-5655126101194122737</id><published>2009-07-08T00:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:46:07.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Watch out for those man eating jackrabbits and that killer cacti"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlQkfzjZEbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/G1eZdXzNWA4/s1600-h/DSC_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlQkfzjZEbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/G1eZdXzNWA4/s400/DSC_0187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355945985683558834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am proud to say that I just sang the entire "Hey Dude" theme song to Jamie. She didn't seem that impressed. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-5655126101194122737?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/5655126101194122737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/watch-out-for-those-man-eating.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/5655126101194122737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/5655126101194122737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/watch-out-for-those-man-eating.html' title='&quot;Watch out for those man eating jackrabbits and that killer cacti&quot;'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlQkfzjZEbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/G1eZdXzNWA4/s72-c/DSC_0187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-231538995965236477</id><published>2009-07-08T00:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:28:15.008-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Night View from our Villa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlQgD569WtI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/k4uGmn03ivY/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlQgD569WtI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/k4uGmn03ivY/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355941108310170322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-231538995965236477?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/231538995965236477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/night-view-from-our-villa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/231538995965236477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/231538995965236477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/night-view-from-our-villa.html' title='Night View from our Villa'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlQgD569WtI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/k4uGmn03ivY/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-512510793433166799</id><published>2009-07-07T23:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:53:41.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my weaknesses is that sometimes I volunteer too much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlQWDiwuz9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/tiirzVGHv_c/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlQWDiwuz9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/tiirzVGHv_c/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355930106976980946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlQWDfGKRVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/9IBaJLEryPU/s1600-h/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlQWDfGKRVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/9IBaJLEryPU/s400/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355930105993119058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to work in the office this morning and we heard there was some worry about layoffs in the near future. Dwight asked Jim if he wanted to form a secret alliance, and Jim said absolutely he did. Jim and Pam exploited this secret alliance to convince Dwight to get inside a box down in the warehouse to listen in on conversations, but then they just left him down there. Meanwhile, Michael planned a birthday party for Meredith to try to boost people's morale...oh wait, this isn't what happened today, it's a plot from the tv show The Office.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What actually happened in the office today was basically what Holly said below...we looked at their teacher resources and told them what teachers would probably really find helpful. The stuff they had wasn't really stuff I would likely use. Then Holly took photos and I came up with some lesson plan ideas if they wanted to develop them. It is funny that yesterday Holly said that we get a little vacay today, and then today is the day we actually went to work. I think she just meant that we didn't have to drive or cook or spend any money or pack up stuff and we could spend some time just relaxing. Like this afternoon when I took a 45 minute nap. But this evening was a little more intense. The walk up the hill was way longer than I remembered it being, and the walk down was a bit worrisome when we couldn't find the path at first and then it started raining. But we made it and lived to tell the tale. So that's what I did on my last day of being 29. Climbed a mountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow we are having breakfast at the house of the president of Project Vote Smart--he's going to cook for us and give new folks a little orientation to the project and the ranch. And then after being fed and oriented we head to Big Sky, Montana where I plan to play disc golf on a mountain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-512510793433166799?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/512510793433166799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-of-my-weaknesses-is-that-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/512510793433166799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/512510793433166799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-of-my-weaknesses-is-that-sometimes.html' title='One of my weaknesses is that sometimes I volunteer too much...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlQWDiwuz9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/tiirzVGHv_c/s72-c/DSC_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-4736465136238694192</id><published>2009-07-07T23:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:23:05.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>because everyone loved the jumping pictures . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlQRBlvps-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/J67ZwS9qQUs/s1600-h/DSC_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlQRBlvps-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/J67ZwS9qQUs/s400/DSC_0244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355924575859880930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlQOin_fXxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/mPMRjmC1viU/s1600-h/DSC_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlQOin_fXxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/mPMRjmC1viU/s400/DSC_0218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355921844863983378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we woke up and reported to the office to get our assignments for the day. We didn't have to volunteer, but we felt that we needed to give back in some way. We were both given a list of about 8 things we could work on, and Jamie and I decided to tackle the issue of helping create a teacher resource page using their website. Basically, they have about 5 lessons online that are pretty poor and not helpful for teachers. Its kinda funny that we are on vacation and spent the morning writing about objectives and looking at the VA SOL website. In the afternoon I took some pictures around the office and the ranch and will give them the files in the morning. (I think they are going to want the 115 pictures that I took yesterday of the rope bridge.) After dinner Jamie suggested that we hike this mountain which I will call Huff-Puffaluff. Its funny how this whole trip I picture a situation and then it ends up very different. I thought this was like a 30 min. jaunt up a hill. Ha. About an hour into it I knew this was an entire evening activity. (the best part of the walk up was when Jamie explained the entire Harry Potter series to me, perhaps we have run out of things to talk about?) But we made it and spent a few minutes frolicking and then it started to rain. And it rained the entire walk down. We made it though and we treated ourselves to one extra brownie that they had on the "snack table"! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-4736465136238694192?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4736465136238694192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-everyone-loved-jumping-pictures.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4736465136238694192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4736465136238694192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-everyone-loved-jumping-pictures.html' title='because everyone loved the jumping pictures . . .'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlQRBlvps-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/J67ZwS9qQUs/s72-c/DSC_0244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-8326134056104096014</id><published>2009-07-07T18:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:16:27.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think one of these might actually be a weed . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlPJL5mRKcI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DS_vFRTUjbk/s1600-h/wildflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlPJL5mRKcI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DS_vFRTUjbk/s400/wildflowers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355845588150725058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-8326134056104096014?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8326134056104096014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-one-of-these-might-actually-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8326134056104096014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8326134056104096014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-one-of-these-might-actually-be.html' title='I think one of these might actually be a weed . . .'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlPJL5mRKcI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DS_vFRTUjbk/s72-c/wildflowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-5842310855877730782</id><published>2009-07-07T00:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:24:44.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Give him a fire in his heart and a light in his eyes, give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlLNiq5TWFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0YfflJB0dnQ/s1600-h/DSC_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlLNiq5TWFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0YfflJB0dnQ/s400/DSC_0101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355568902410819666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts about today:&lt;div&gt;1. This was the first time we encountered rain on our journey. It pretty much rained while we were in Idaho this morning, but we were back to the best weather in America by the time we reached Montana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. We Jamba-ed again. We stopped at the Jamba Juice in Coeur D'Alene, Idaho before setting off this morning. Apparently we only stop at Jamba Juices in Idaho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. We listened to a few more cds today...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erik&lt;/span&gt;'s cd entitled Idaho Potatoes or Music to Make You Think started out the morning. He told Holly later that he envisioned one of us listening to it as we traveled down the highway at midnight and the other one of us was asleep. I guess he doesn't know that we don't drive at night and have pretty much always been asleep before midnight. We're so exciting. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Travis&lt;/span&gt; gave us a mix of mostly Irish songs--particularly enjoyable were those by the guy from the movie Once. Student &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt; provided us with the first cd we received, which we gave a listen to today. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt;'s mix was made especially for Big Sky Country as most songs had to do with sky or stars or giants or that sort of thing. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mamie&lt;/span&gt; gave us a copy of the latest Dave Matthews Band cd, which is what we listened to as we traveled those 12 miles down a dirt road to the Project Vote Smart ranch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. This was our first foray into Montana...make that 7 states on your personal "states visited" list I know you've been keeping. Go ahead, color it in on your map.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Holly drove those 12 miles down the dirt road to the ranch at about 15 miles an hour. Do the math...it took us a while. It's not a complaint that she was driving slow, just an observation. It seems particularly slow after having gone 80 mph down the highway (don't worry--the speed limit was 75). I'm glad she took the dirt road slowly--we didn't want any adventures out there today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. The picture above is us on a rope swing on the Project Vote Smart ranch. PVS (&lt;a href="http://www.votesmart.org/"&gt;http://www.votesmart.org&lt;/a&gt;) is a non-partisan, non-profit organization created in the belief that a democracy needs a well-informed electorate, and you can't be well informed by watching campaign commercials or debates where they're trained to avoid really answering the question. They collect information on all kinds of political office holders and candidates, and provide it for free to the public. They run off of volunteers and donations. I did a 2 week internship out here in the summer of 2004 and again in 2005, and thought it would be fun to return, even for a short time. They have a 150 acre ranch just a few miles from the Continental Divide. You can hike, go out on the lake, fish, ride horses, all kinds of stuff. And the people are extremely welcoming. The PVS president and his wife live here in a house on the ranch, and we're staying in a room attached to the back of their house. Pretty nice for a free place to stay. Oh, and they feed us too. We're pretty cut off from civilization here, except for this wireless internet I suppose. No cell coverage. We'll volunteer for them tomorrow and explore a bit, then head out on Wednesday morning to Big Sky. The president, Richard, asked Holly to take some photos for them to use in brochures. His wife Adelaide asked her to take some pics that make office work look interesting, which Richard was doubtful could be done. He told Holly to just photoshop some giraffes in the pictures or something. I thought that was a great idea. Richard is the mastermind behind all of the strange additions to the ranch--a 2 story treehouse, a rope suspension bridge over a stream, a two story gazebo, and the rope swing we're sitting on. He's quite a character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Final fact of the day: we didn't hit anything with our car today, we have 4 functioning tires, and we didn't have to spend any time at all at a Wal-Mart in Yakima.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-5842310855877730782?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/5842310855877730782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/give-him-fire-in-his-heart-and-light-in.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/5842310855877730782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/5842310855877730782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/give-him-fire-in-his-heart-and-light-in.html' title='Give him a fire in his heart and a light in his eyes, give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlLNiq5TWFI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0YfflJB0dnQ/s72-c/DSC_0101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-1343856007735067320</id><published>2009-07-07T00:01:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:21:04.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"and here is the snack table, help yourself . . . "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlLMhxbEMOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/q1TK9XgMWxw/s1600-h/DSC_0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlLMhxbEMOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/q1TK9XgMWxw/s400/DSC_0264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355567787471548642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlLL7NahbLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/z_hIRvvn6so/s1600-h/DSC_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlLL7NahbLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/z_hIRvvn6so/s400/DSC_0133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355567124970564786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlLLYQIp94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/JPoHkbTP7qo/s1600-h/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlLLYQIp94I/AAAAAAAAAH0/JPoHkbTP7qo/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355566524405512066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie told me to drive down a dirt road for 12 miles. I just kept thinking that it was going to be a really long walk (or run) to find a person if we got another flat tire. And then it appeared. The magical ranch that I now consider our vacation spot for our vacation. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaron met us at the ranch and showed us around the place. Because we are members, he pretty much treated us as royalty. The first thing he showed us was this table that was filled with chips, chocolate and fruit. He called it the snack table and said we could help ourselves. He had me at "snack table". This place is amazing. That word doesn't do it justice. beau-amazi-magic-specat-ulous. That will be my new word for it. After dinner we went on a hike with Cornelia and two other volunteers. We saw lakes, rivers, streams, canoes, hammocks, a tree house, rope bridge and wild horses. Just the normal things that you see on a walk! I made Jamie do the hike again with me so I could take more pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's when I discovered my new calling in life. I am going to be a semi-professional wildflower photographer. (I don't want to go pro in case there are the flower Olympics.) I have no idea the names of these flowers, but I figure someone else can title them. Don't worry, I will keep the teaching gig. This will just be my summer profession. I figure the US postal service could use the pics for their special "wildflowers of Montana" series. (these will be unveiled in a later post)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-1343856007735067320?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/1343856007735067320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-here-is-snack-table-help-yourself.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/1343856007735067320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/1343856007735067320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-here-is-snack-table-help-yourself.html' title='&quot;and here is the snack table, help yourself . . . &quot;'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SlLMhxbEMOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/q1TK9XgMWxw/s72-c/DSC_0264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-2034857488647501563</id><published>2009-07-06T00:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:15:44.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At least it wasn't an elk . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlGH6tbsOWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/TnrcKA4fWGc/s1600-h/DSC_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlGH6tbsOWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/TnrcKA4fWGc/s400/DSC_0414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355210874618132834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlGH6Y0Mi1I/AAAAAAAAAIw/c4736FM06Vw/s1600-h/DSC_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlGH6Y0Mi1I/AAAAAAAAAIw/c4736FM06Vw/s400/DSC_0412.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355210869083769682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlGH6JGpIqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/NXvgqxUPh-A/s1600-h/DSC_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlGH6JGpIqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/NXvgqxUPh-A/s400/DSC_0410.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355210864866173602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened. Our first road trip "situation". Moments after our jumping pictures were taken, I hit a rock on the road and we got a flat tire. Not just a cute little flat tire, but a nice big gash type of flat tire. There was no where to pull off (we are talking 2 lane road on the side of a mountain) and we had about 1 bar of good cell phone. Neither of us panicked but I did comment to Jamie that I have "learn how to change a flat tire" on my list of 50 things to do in life. (I should have crossed that off before "buy a souvenir from Delaware" but I have my priorities I guess) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called the Hertz help line number and surprisingly the roadside assistance lady was of no assistance. She told me that she got a flat tire once and she just fixed it. Novel idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first character of this story to arrive on the scene was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jack the park ranger. &lt;/span&gt;Jack is a retired test pilot from Boeing and he has been working at the park for seven years. Sweet old man, but had no clue how to change a flat tire. (I overhead Jamie asking him if she wanted to read the manual to him.) He called for back up. Before back up came, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Antoine the motorcycle man&lt;/span&gt; came up and offered his help. He is an engineer at Boeing and was on a weekend road trip. In no time at all the donut was securely placed on the car. Jack seemed almost as appreciative as Jamie and I were. Next on the scene (are you envisioning this, we are talking a small road) was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Howard the park ranger with maps. &lt;/span&gt;He helped Jamie plan out the best route to a tire place and also presented her with "the best map of Washington that one could have". The entire time this was going on, I really wanted a photograph to document the event, but I didn't want to bother these poor men. But before we were all leaving, Antoine pulled out a camera from his motorcycle and it was picture time! So yes, that is Jack with his arms crossed, Antoine in the leather and Howard took the picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A minor snag in the day, but I can officially say that I have never had a flat tire in a more beautiful setting. (No worries, we aren't driving on a donut any more, we got a new tire at a Walmart in Yakima.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-2034857488647501563?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2034857488647501563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/at-least-it-wasnt-elk.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2034857488647501563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2034857488647501563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/at-least-it-wasnt-elk.html' title='At least it wasn&apos;t an elk . . .'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlGH6tbsOWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/TnrcKA4fWGc/s72-c/DSC_0414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-3668159046193345200</id><published>2009-07-06T00:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:48:55.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On top of old Mount Rainier...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlGAZaUhTqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/STC8ZqIVyWQ/s1600-h/DSC_0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlGAZaUhTqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/STC8ZqIVyWQ/s400/DSC_0407.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355202605970706082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlGAZAuezkI/AAAAAAAAAIY/QL8iCpbeAuA/s1600-h/DSC_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlGAZAuezkI/AAAAAAAAAIY/QL8iCpbeAuA/s400/DSC_0398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355202599100272194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlGAYik0HBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2lozdqn1fV0/s1600-h/DSC_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlGAYik0HBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2lozdqn1fV0/s400/DSC_0371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355202591006661650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Mount Renoir as Holly called it. We left Seattle this morning, put on some good tunes, and were rolling along on our merry way. We listened to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nealy&lt;/span&gt;'s Ultimate Dance Mix to get us started, which it definitely did. We had some 80s tunes on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt;'s "The Ronald Reagan Years: Songs from the Oval Office." Holly's friend Kate's co-worker &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angie&lt;/span&gt; sent along a good mix. Then we did &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie's dad&lt;/span&gt;'s mix, complete with accompanying entertaining story about our travels. Holly enjoyed the story (not included with the cd, but just an added bonus I told her) about how when Bob and I got to Colorado when he was moving there he began singing Judy Collins' Colorado (or I guess it's called The Blizzard). We listened to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;'s cd, our third student cd of the day, and then &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leah&lt;/span&gt;'s Tangled Memories in which we had to come up with guesses for what memories Leah attaches to each one of the songs. She provided cards for us to write our answers, and we get to hear the real stories sometime in the future when we get together. Then we went with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hayley&lt;/span&gt;'s cd, our fourth student cd of the day. It had some good interesting stuff on there. We enjoyed singing along to White Winter Hymnal by Fleet Foxes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today we made it to Mount Rainier! After spending a few hours there (Holly will explain the exact reasons why), we journeyed to Yakima, Washington (again, check Holly's explanation). Our final destination of the day was this lovely Holiday Inn Express in Coeur D'Alene, Idaho. We had dinner based on a recommendation from a co-worker of PJ (one of our hosts in Portland) whose parents live here, and then watched some crazy lightning over the lake while we ate a giant sundae for dessert. Tomorrow it's on to Project Vote Smart in Montana. And we have to give back that extra hour that Oregon gave us last week. Hmph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-3668159046193345200?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/3668159046193345200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-top-of-old-mount-rainier.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3668159046193345200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3668159046193345200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-top-of-old-mount-rainier.html' title='On top of old Mount Rainier...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlGAZaUhTqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/STC8ZqIVyWQ/s72-c/DSC_0407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-2954961681000466211</id><published>2009-07-05T02:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T02:37:32.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We should celebrate the 4th of every month this way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlBKIvoHyvI/AAAAAAAAAII/XSiH7_SWFh4/s1600-h/DSC_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlBKIvoHyvI/AAAAAAAAAII/XSiH7_SWFh4/s400/DSC_0335.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354861471027677938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlBG-bPM3tI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5-Kby8J511Q/s1600-h/DSC_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlBG-bPM3tI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5-Kby8J511Q/s400/DSC_0318.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354857995220868818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found the perfect spot! It was actually about 5 ft. over from where we at lunch this afternoon. Jamie and I got there early enough to play a round of "Bananagrams" (which Jamie won). I told Jamie before they started that I wasn't going to take too many pictures but I ended up with about 100. (They all look about the same.) The fireworks were lovely and lots of "ooooooooohhhhssss" and "awwwwwwwwsss" were heard all around. It was perfect that we were back to our house in about 15 mins! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow we are waking up early and heading to Mt. Rainier in morning and then to Coeur D'Alene, Idaho to spend the night. Lots of driving and CD listening will be happening! I personally am most excited about seeing the majestic city of George, Washington tomorrow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-2954961681000466211?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2954961681000466211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-should-celebrate-4th-of-every-month.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2954961681000466211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2954961681000466211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-should-celebrate-4th-of-every-month.html' title='We should celebrate the 4th of every month this way!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SlBKIvoHyvI/AAAAAAAAAII/XSiH7_SWFh4/s72-c/DSC_0335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-4578621145287431104</id><published>2009-07-04T19:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T02:21:58.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think tug boats have the right of way?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sk_lKRu9yPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vkdq4ddGiPY/s1600-h/IMG_1649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sk_lKRu9yPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vkdq4ddGiPY/s400/IMG_1649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354750446688651506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our first night in Seattle, Jamie and I went kayaking around Lake Union! We made it to Gas Works Park and to the Freemont bridge! The whole time we could see the magical Space Needle (except for the times we weren't facing it). The best part for me was when we were really close to all the houseboats. It felt like we were in the movie Sleepless in Seattle. Now I wish I had made friends with some of the house boat people, that would have been the best place to watch the fireworks tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-4578621145287431104?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4578621145287431104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-our-first-night-in-seattle-jamie-and.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4578621145287431104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4578621145287431104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-our-first-night-in-seattle-jamie-and.html' title='I think tug boats have the right of way?!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sk_lKRu9yPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vkdq4ddGiPY/s72-c/IMG_1649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-8009062860790873247</id><published>2009-07-04T18:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:18:30.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you the king of anything? King of the lanes, king of the trolls?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sk_e5B7AtpI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/y8I6EjIfInQ/s1600-h/IMG_1749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sk_e5B7AtpI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/y8I6EjIfInQ/s400/IMG_1749.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354743553316664978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still in Seattle. Yesterday we walked to the bus stop, took the bus downtown, took the ferry 35 minutes across the bay to Bainbridge Island, and then rented bikes. The guy at the bike shop gave us a route to ride to a park where we could sit and eat our lunch by the water. I was a little curious when he used the term "hill climbs" to describe part of our ride, but I figured they were small hills we could handle. Turns out those were some darn big hills. We made it though and had a nice little lunch by the water, but then we had to go back and unfortunately the hills we got to coast down on the way there were ones we had to climb up on the way back. Funny how it works that way. Afterwards, Holly told me that when she envisioned our day, she thought it would involve beach cruisers, mostly flat beachfront property with some gentle rolling hills, an AM/FM radio to listen to some tunes, and that we would be wearing bonnets. None of that happened. Well, except for the bonnets.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we rode our bikes back to the rental place, caught the ferry, took a bus, and walked back to our little apartment, we then walked over a mile to the University District and saw the movie Away We Go. We laughed. We almost cried. We enjoyed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we attempted to do something called a Street Scramble where you get a map and have to visit various checkpoints in order to earn points, but they must have changed the time or something because nobody knew about it at 9am today. So instead we strolled around Fremont and visited a troll under a bridge. Soon we will attempt to find a place to watch the fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sk_im3V2phI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pw1QAaJ8VqQ/s1600-h/IMG_1719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sk_im3V2phI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pw1QAaJ8VqQ/s400/IMG_1719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354747639285327378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sk_imWAdCkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7CE3efE7jCI/s1600-h/IMG_1744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sk_imWAdCkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7CE3efE7jCI/s400/IMG_1744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354747630337198658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sk_imC8S24I/AAAAAAAAAHY/9Q0CElRGk-M/s1600-h/IMG_1736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sk_imC8S24I/AAAAAAAAAHY/9Q0CElRGk-M/s400/IMG_1736.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354747625219480450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-8009062860790873247?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8009062860790873247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-you-king-of-anything-king-of-lanes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8009062860790873247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8009062860790873247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-you-king-of-anything-king-of-lanes.html' title='Are you the king of anything? King of the lanes, king of the trolls?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sk_e5B7AtpI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/y8I6EjIfInQ/s72-c/IMG_1749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-8932127202913606360</id><published>2009-07-03T01:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T02:04:27.881-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn't they make a movie here? Something about not being able to sleep?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sk2egPAoSeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4qhUjeWSImo/s1600-h/IMG_1702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sk2egPAoSeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4qhUjeWSImo/s400/IMG_1702.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354109808635562466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was for downtown Seattle. Very busy day...Pike Place Market in the morning, a stop at the original Starbucks to use our gift cards, free admission day at the Seattle Art Museum, lunch at Ivar's Acres of Clams, walking through the International District so that Jamie could get some bubble tea (a slushy strawberry drink with strange tapioca balls at the bottom that you suck up through an oversized straw), and an evening visit to the Experience Music Project and Science Fiction Museum during their free hours today. Just so happens that some things in Seattle are free on the first Thursday of every month. And just so happens that today was the first Thursday of this very month. How fortunate. There was a very cool Jim Henson exhibit at the EMP|SFM with lots of his drawings of muppets and other strange creatures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-8932127202913606360?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8932127202913606360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/didnt-they-make-movie-here-something.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8932127202913606360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8932127202913606360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/didnt-they-make-movie-here-something.html' title='Didn&apos;t they make a movie here? Something about not being able to sleep?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sk2egPAoSeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4qhUjeWSImo/s72-c/IMG_1702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-3211588246894943575</id><published>2009-07-02T00:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:08:58.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop and smell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Skw-9qSIsqI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Ma_H_uuuObg/s1600-h/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Skw-9qSIsqI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Ma_H_uuuObg/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353723286079976098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to Jennie and PJ for providing us with a place to stay in Portland!! They had other friends visiting too, so there were 7 people, 2 cats, and a dog in a one bedroom, one bathroom condo, but it all worked out quite well. We ate very well in Portland--you just walk 15 feet and there's another great restaurant or microbrewery. In the course of a day and a half, we were at a Mexican place, a sushi place, a little bit of everything place called Elephants, food carts with all sorts of ethnic foods (I got a falafel sandwich, Holly got tacos), a real frozen yogurt place, Rogue Ales, Deschutes Brewery, and a crepe place with the best name ever (Le Happy). But that's not all we did in Portland...we visited the international rose test garden, walked along the waterfront, got lost in Powell's books, and saw M.C. Escher and Chris Jordan exhibits at the Portland Art Museum. Also, we watched (in Holly's words) the world's most saddest documentary ever called Dear Zachary. Sad and frustrating, but a good documentary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-3211588246894943575?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/3211588246894943575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/thanks-to-jennie-and-pj-for-providing.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3211588246894943575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3211588246894943575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/thanks-to-jennie-and-pj-for-providing.html' title='Stop and smell'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Skw-9qSIsqI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Ma_H_uuuObg/s72-c/DSC_0067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-6517209183714640154</id><published>2009-07-02T00:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:55:07.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And I would drive 500 miles, and I would drive 500 more, and then 500 more, and yet again 500 more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Skw2MpqIYuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/mIbKUiIsvlg/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Skw2MpqIYuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/mIbKUiIsvlg/s400/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353713648005571298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a ways to go. And so we kept driving, and so we kept listening to music. I have to say, this mix cd thing was a great idea. We don't have to argue over what to listen to, most of the time we don't even know what's coming next. And we've enjoyed every mix we've gotten, so it's really working out for us. The picture above is us celebrating 2,000 miles. We were excited.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the last ones I said we listened to were Bob and Aly's, so here we go from there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--We put on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt;'s as we headed to the coast. I kept track...12 country songs, 6 non-country. I even liked the country songs though, especially the cover of Come on Get Higher. This was the cd that was playing as we hit 1,500 miles. It was also the cd that was playing as we didn't hit an elk. We were near Elkton, Oregon (go figure) and he kind of sauntered out into the road. Holly's cat-like reflexes averted all disaster with a last-minute swerve. Rule of thumb: don't swerve for tumbleweed, do swerve for elk. I just wonder what's going to happen when we drive near Elephanton, Washington.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Then, since we were headed to the beach, we put on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Felder&lt;/span&gt;'s beach music. That got us in the mood for the ocean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Holly's friend &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jenni&lt;/span&gt; made us a very enjoyable mix for our arrival on the coast at Reedsport, Oregon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike and Mary&lt;/span&gt; had a good mix of songs--ABBA, Beatles, Cat Stevens, Billy Joel, all kinds of stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Then we listened to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brad&lt;/span&gt;'s mixes--one for Holly and one for me. When we were most of the way through my mix Holly made the comment that she didn't think she had recognized anything for the past 25 songs, but we liked both of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--We finished the day with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lindsey&lt;/span&gt;'s mix--something Holly could sing along to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--As we journeyed further up the Oregon coast the next day, we listened to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joie&lt;/span&gt;'s mix since we were headed to see her sister Jennie. She had a couple of songs I love like Up on Cripple Creek and Red Dirt Girl, but that I don't own. Now I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--One of our students, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;, made a mix with a little armadillo picture on it. This is what we were listening to as we drove up to the Tillamook Cheese Factory. Holly made fun of me for wanting to stop here, but which one of us was more excited by the 38 flavors of ice cream that we could get there? Hmm...I actually don't know the answer to that question. I like ice cream too. But Holly stopped making fun of the Tillamook cheese stop after that. Also, we learned that the local high school mascot is the Cheesemakers. And we thought Clippers was bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--We liked &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Megan&lt;/span&gt;'s San Diego flavored mix a lot--we were even singing along to San Diego Chargers songs that we had never heard before. Really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laurie&lt;/span&gt; had a good mix that actually shared a few songs in common with Joie's, including one I liked about little birds singing the prettiest songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Holly was super excited to discover that her cousin &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kaylen&lt;/span&gt; shared her love of country music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--We actually had a day off from mix cds yesterday in Portland--the first day we woke up and went back to sleep in the same location. But we picked it up again today with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob&lt;/span&gt;'s (not Brother Bob, this is NY Bob) mix. Perhaps the only mix that included a song by a band from Montana, a band from Idaho, and a song called Portland, Oregon. Nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Our drive today was less than 3 hours, so we only had time for 2 cds. The next one was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;'s, or should I call him ML to distinguish from all the other Matt's? His theme of now and then (a song and a remix, or an old song by a group and a recent song, or a song and a song that samples it) was fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Maybe I should have called this post I would post 500 things and I would post 500 more because I feel like I have written a lot. But that's all the cds we have listened to for now. 34 of them. We have more, and don't worry...we have more time to listen to them. There's a pretty long drive coming up on July 5th from Seattle to Mt. Rainier to Coeur D'Alene, Idaho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-6517209183714640154?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/6517209183714640154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-i-would-drive-500-miles-and-i-would.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/6517209183714640154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/6517209183714640154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-i-would-drive-500-miles-and-i-would.html' title='And I would drive 500 miles, and I would drive 500 more, and then 500 more, and yet again 500 more'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Skw2MpqIYuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/mIbKUiIsvlg/s72-c/DSC_0083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-3389112799536877920</id><published>2009-07-02T00:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:17:39.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty as a Postcard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Skw0o5INAhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gsg6teRqCtM/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Skw0o5INAhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gsg6teRqCtM/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353711934171316754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the sea lion caves I found a postcard book and one of the pictures said it was from Canon Beach. I told Jamie I wanted to go there and take a picture like that one . . .  and we did! Its a little crazy that they only reason we went to the park was because of a postcard image, but we found out that Brother Bob had been there too. It was on the way to Portland and our last time at the Oregon Coast! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-3389112799536877920?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/3389112799536877920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/pretty-as-postcard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3389112799536877920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3389112799536877920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/pretty-as-postcard.html' title='Pretty as a Postcard'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Skw0o5INAhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gsg6teRqCtM/s72-c/DSC_0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-2278576816211856685</id><published>2009-07-02T00:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:11:18.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yurt-astic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkwzSBeVU2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/I_ewp10hwBE/s1600-h/DSC_1181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkwzSBeVU2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/I_ewp10hwBE/s400/DSC_1181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353710441763001186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkwzDcfyPzI/AAAAAAAAAGg/o0GDnwxyEiY/s1600-h/DSC_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkwzDcfyPzI/AAAAAAAAAGg/o0GDnwxyEiY/s400/DSC_1139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353710191318810418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Jamie mentioned earlier, we spend our Oregon coast night in a yurt. I am still not really sure the technical description of a yurt, but basically its like a round cabin that is made out of thick fabric. It had heat inside and electricity (we are really roughing it, I tell you) and a skylight. It kinda had this feeling of sleeping in a circus tent. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cabin and yurt were products of our early planning. These things rent out like hot cakes! We were very lucky to get both of them, and I kinda felt like a celebrity sleeping in them. (At the Lapine campsite, our neighbor was super impressed that we got one and ask how far in advance we had to reserve one!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. I got top bunk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-2278576816211856685?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2278576816211856685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/yurt-astic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2278576816211856685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2278576816211856685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/yurt-astic.html' title='Yurt-astic!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkwzSBeVU2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/I_ewp10hwBE/s72-c/DSC_1181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-5002095093113438319</id><published>2009-07-01T22:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:29:44.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The answers my friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkwZrgmiBQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/QkIScQ1JrPw/s1600-h/IMG_1404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkwZrgmiBQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/QkIScQ1JrPw/s400/IMG_1404.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353682292313294082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkwZrdzLJeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SrANyLZZXNY/s1600-h/IMG_1402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkwZrdzLJeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SrANyLZZXNY/s400/IMG_1402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353682291561014754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lots of people ask why we decided to undertake this journey. Mostly people who don't understand why we flew to Denver and then rented a car out there. I think some people were actually disappointed that we didn't just drive all the way across the country. But the answer is that I (Jamie) have already driven from Virginia to Colorado when Brother Bob moved out to Boulder. The first part of the trip (here to Memphis) was pretty cool, and the last part of the trip (Santa Fe up to Boulder) was also cool, but that whole middle section (Arkansas, Oklahoma, part of Texas) wasn't really anything I felt like I needed to do again, but I wanted to finish my cross country drive. So I just did it in two parts. And this very windy set of pictures proves that I did it. I have now driven from coast to coast. You can say I cheated, but I don't care. I think this is a perfectly reasonable way to do it.   :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for Holly, all I know is that back in October (yep, October) when I asked her if she would be interested in this trip, she said yes. And then a few days later she texted me and said she would really do it. And then she told me she was serious and that she was really into it and that we could buy plane tickets. So we did. Back in October. So I get to check off my list of things to do "finish my cross country drive by going from Boulder to the west coast" and "visit Oregon--Crater Lake, the coast, Portland." And Holly gets to cross off "traverse to Seattle, Montana, and/or Wyoming." We really do each have a list of things to do. And those things really were on there. Also on Holly's list was "start a blog," so bam. Done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps these photos were taken outside the sea lion caves on the Oregon coast. Holly got a free bumper sticker while we were there. Look for it on her car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-5002095093113438319?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/5002095093113438319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/answers-my-friend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/5002095093113438319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/5002095093113438319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/answers-my-friend.html' title='The answers my friend...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkwZrgmiBQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/QkIScQ1JrPw/s72-c/IMG_1404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-2406990523121040796</id><published>2009-07-01T22:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:13:08.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We didn't find Nemo, but we found these</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkwWdM-cVyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/9Cbno1yZNS8/s1600-h/IMG_1529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkwWdM-cVyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/9Cbno1yZNS8/s400/IMG_1529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353678747991824162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after Holly and I slept in a yurt, we headed to the Oregon Coast aquarium. Pretty cool. Holly especially liked the otters. These are some jellyfish that were in an exhibit called Oddwater about all sorts of weird creatures that have adapted to live in different climates and conditions. We got to the aquarium about a minute after it opened, so we had the place more or less to ourselves for about an hour until other people woke up. I think that's the way to do it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. I brought home a baby otter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-2406990523121040796?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2406990523121040796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-you-flush-toilet-it-goes-straight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2406990523121040796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2406990523121040796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-you-flush-toilet-it-goes-straight.html' title='We didn&apos;t find Nemo, but we found these'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkwWdM-cVyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/9Cbno1yZNS8/s72-c/IMG_1529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-244685402195883418</id><published>2009-07-01T18:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:36:08.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did you eat lunch today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Skvkvi73BwI/AAAAAAAAAHs/t_R3xdSPtFM/s1600-h/DSC_1108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Skvkvi73BwI/AAAAAAAAAHs/t_R3xdSPtFM/s400/DSC_1108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353624087542826754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our view for lunch on Sunday. The Oregon Coast was breathtaking. (and cold!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-244685402195883418?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/244685402195883418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-did-you-eat-lunch-today.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/244685402195883418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/244685402195883418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-did-you-eat-lunch-today.html' title='Where did you eat lunch today?'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Skvkvi73BwI/AAAAAAAAAHs/t_R3xdSPtFM/s72-c/DSC_1108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-8222846991823866538</id><published>2009-07-01T18:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:34:19.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You learn a lot about a person . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Skvj9i2iDNI/AAAAAAAAAHk/do2mYUKcJKM/s1600-h/DSC_1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Skvj9i2iDNI/AAAAAAAAAHk/do2mYUKcJKM/s400/DSC_1105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353623228527021266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you travel with them. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have learned that Jamie never loses things because when she misplaces somethings she searches for it until she finds it. I give up after one try. That why I just bought a lens cap today for my camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also learned that Jamie LOVES brochures. When we arrive in a place she likes to pick up her favorites and then she reads me the facts. The brochures don't last long though, we recycle them before we get to the next location. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-8222846991823866538?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8222846991823866538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-learn-lot-about-person.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8222846991823866538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8222846991823866538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-learn-lot-about-person.html' title='You learn a lot about a person . . .'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Skvj9i2iDNI/AAAAAAAAAHk/do2mYUKcJKM/s72-c/DSC_1105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-3428846925164893461</id><published>2009-06-28T01:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:04:26.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got the whole road trip in my hands!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Skb5qAmrY-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Vilfpd6GOy8/s1600-h/arms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Skb5qAmrY-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Vilfpd6GOy8/s400/arms.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352239707288462306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-3428846925164893461?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/3428846925164893461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-got-whole-road-trip-in-my-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3428846925164893461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3428846925164893461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-got-whole-road-trip-in-my-hands.html' title='I&apos;ve got the whole road trip in my hands!'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Skb5qAmrY-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Vilfpd6GOy8/s72-c/arms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-252362102054360537</id><published>2009-06-27T22:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:04:24.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare we?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbdGT6HpBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kWsibHzWk_w/s1600-h/IMG_1337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbdGT6HpBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kWsibHzWk_w/s400/IMG_1337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352208307669410834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Skbc8gfXWwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RYqL0zcbp-g/s1600-h/IMG_1334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Skbc8gfXWwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RYqL0zcbp-g/s400/IMG_1334.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352208139248163586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we daren't. We walked a 1.1 mile path down to the water and when we got there these guys decided to jump in. I told Holly I would watch her stuff for her while she jumped, but she declined. The water was a steamy few-degrees-above-freezing. It was cold. But it was worth the walk down there, even though the walk back up was the equivalent of walking up 150 flights of stairs (that's what the informational sign told me).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And no worries brother, we got some good photos for you. I think Holly's wide angle lens did the trick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-252362102054360537?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/252362102054360537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/dare-we.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/252362102054360537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/252362102054360537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/dare-we.html' title='Dare we?'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbdGT6HpBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kWsibHzWk_w/s72-c/IMG_1337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-714340456330916880</id><published>2009-06-27T22:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T22:55:30.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This equals 1,000 words:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbbjNvEg4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/tCaFE7Pr39E/s1600-h/crater+lake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbbjNvEg4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/tCaFE7Pr39E/s400/crater+lake.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352206605205406594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-714340456330916880?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/714340456330916880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-equals-1000-words.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/714340456330916880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/714340456330916880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-equals-1000-words.html' title='This equals 1,000 words:'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbbjNvEg4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/tCaFE7Pr39E/s72-c/crater+lake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-1601934371281429546</id><published>2009-06-27T22:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:38:02.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Caulk the wagon and float it? Or hire an Indian guide?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbbHGYNuOI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ve5lePB27DI/s1600-h/inside+cabin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbbHGYNuOI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ve5lePB27DI/s400/inside+cabin.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352206122194155746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbaEQa0MZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/TltfJD5NPo4/s1600-h/DSC_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbaEQa0MZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/TltfJD5NPo4/s400/DSC_0787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352204973838184850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oregon is beautiful! We made it to Bend with time to stop at the Farmer's Marker and visit the river. We ate dinner at a local microbrewery overlooking the river and then we were off to find our cabin!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knew that Lapine State Park was home to the "Largest Ponderosa Pine Tree" in Oregon? It was named "Big Pine" and we made it just in time to bask in his glory. Our cabin for the night was as cute as could be! I made friends with our neighbors and we got to share their fire while we roasted s'mores! We woke up this morning and it had to be about 35 degrees in our room . . we love these nice crisp Oregon mornings! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-1601934371281429546?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/1601934371281429546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/caulk-wagon-and-float-it-or-hire-indian.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/1601934371281429546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/1601934371281429546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/caulk-wagon-and-float-it-or-hire-indian.html' title='Caulk the wagon and float it? Or hire an Indian guide?'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbbHGYNuOI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ve5lePB27DI/s72-c/inside+cabin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-7334185276474954563</id><published>2009-06-27T22:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T22:45:44.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gummy bears, bouncing here and there and everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbVp9o_M6I/AAAAAAAAAGc/GF-itylHNIc/s1600-h/DSC_0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbVp9o_M6I/AAAAAAAAAGc/GF-itylHNIc/s400/DSC_0711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352200124074242978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have been receiving little gifts as we make our way on this road trip, courtesy of Jamie's mom. One per state. So far, we have a kids' road atlas from Colorado, a book of mad libs from Utah, stickers for Idaho, and gummy bears for Oregon. Gummy bears are fun for more than just eating. If you lick them just a bit, you can get them to stick to things, like steering wheels.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other fun surprise we get to experience along the way is our endless assortment of mix cds. It's interesting and exciting to see what the next one we pop in the cd player is going to be. We haven't had a bad one yet. So let's see what we have added to our list of listening enjoyment:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt; (we have several Matts...this is the English teacher one) had a fun mix to get us started on the way out of Idaho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt;'s included a track listing with his own personal comments. It was like having a version of Adam on the trip along with us. This was actually a good thing. One of the best written commentaries thus far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Adam's wife &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jen&lt;/span&gt; provided us with some enjoyment, both audio and visual. She put together a mix of children's songs. You know, like I Like Potatoes and Going on a Bear Hunt. Holly wanted something she could sing along to, so this is what she got. It also included quality illustrations by Jen's first graders of what our vacation is going to look like. I don't think I could do these justice by describing them here, there's some funny stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kate's parents&lt;/span&gt; had a good themed mix of Roads, Routes, Highways, and Streets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kate&lt;/span&gt; created Kiki's Club mix...we were impressed by the creativity of the mix and the story that went along with it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heather&lt;/span&gt;'s fun mix was all female singers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--We ended the day with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David&lt;/span&gt;'s mix, which can only be described as eclectic, I think. What else could you call a mix that starts with 80s, has a few Whitney tunes, and closes out with an oompah loompah song and a little ditty called Being Jewish Is Fun. Nicely done, David.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Today we started with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sailing Matt&lt;/span&gt;'s mash-up mix, which we greatly enjoyed. Happy Birthday, Matt! (he does have a last name, but Holly almost always refers to him as Sailing Matt)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--We tried &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Megan&lt;/span&gt;'s mix, but couldn't get it to work in the cd player :( We'll try it in the laptop to see if will work elsewhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Since Megan's didn't work, we went with another Grafton submission and listened to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;'s mix, made with the help of her daughter Hailey. Or maybe she just told us Hailey helped in order to justify the inclusion of Miley Cyrus and Hannah Montana songs. Is it weird if I say that I think I preferred the Miley Cyrus songs? It was a great mix though--stuck with the summer traveling theme all the way through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Brother &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob&lt;/span&gt;'s mix was next...perfect for the drive leaving Crater Lake. Lots of good songs on there, especially Red Slurpee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Then we finished out the day with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aly&lt;/span&gt;'s cd. I think Aly's warning to us was that it was really random, but it was great. We really enjoyed the Handlebars song. But I actually can't say that there was a song on there we didn't enjoy. Many thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We haven't listened to either one of our iPods or a book on cd yet. I think the mixes will keep us going the whole way. If yours hasn't been listened to yet, don't worry. It will be. We have more time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-7334185276474954563?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/7334185276474954563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/gummy-bears-bouncing-here-and-there-and.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7334185276474954563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7334185276474954563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/gummy-bears-bouncing-here-and-there-and.html' title='Gummy bears, bouncing here and there and everywhere'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbVp9o_M6I/AAAAAAAAAGc/GF-itylHNIc/s72-c/DSC_0711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-2021095021519785736</id><published>2009-06-27T22:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T22:27:34.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The first Jamba</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbUk9WFKwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ABzOOXuEoF0/s1600-h/DSC_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbUk9WFKwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ABzOOXuEoF0/s400/DSC_0695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198938583968514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boise just had everything we needed. A nice hotel, a restaurant with a car inside of it, and a Jamba juice. But then we had to leave Idaho and set off for Oregon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-2021095021519785736?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2021095021519785736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-jamba.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2021095021519785736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2021095021519785736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-jamba.html' title='The first Jamba'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkbUk9WFKwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ABzOOXuEoF0/s72-c/DSC_0695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-590619925548117043</id><published>2009-06-26T00:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:52:59.459-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving on a midnight train to Boise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And so this is Boise! We arrived at 7:35 pm, a mere 12 hours and 7 minutes after we left Boulder this morning. We checked into our hotel, got our warm chocolate chip cookies, room keys, and a restaurant recommendation for dinner. We headed over to Donnie Mac's Trailer Park Cuisine, which was recently featured on the Food Network's Drive-ins, Diners, and Dives. As we pulled up, we noticed outside they had a bunch of old sofas and recliners that Frasier Crane's dad would feel comfortable in. We chose to sit inside, which is when Holly saw the car. You could eat inside of an entire car. It had a kayak on top and a polar bear Christmas thing on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkRSKmi3c1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/RSoxpfHXXZw/s1600-h/car+dining.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkRSKmi3c1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/RSoxpfHXXZw/s400/car+dining.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351492599321949010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, 12 hours after we got out of the car, we got back into a car. We didn't realize the irony until we were telling the waiter that we had driven 803 miles today and that the first thing we did upon finishing our drive was to get inside of a car for dinner. It's a pretty cool place--check out the website if you're interested  &lt;a href="http://www.donniemacgrub.com/"&gt;http://www.donniemacgrub.com&lt;/a&gt; . I think we ultimately have to thank William Shatner for leading us to this restaurant--he got us the deal at the Double Tree, where the girl at the desk gave us the recommendation, so thanks Capt. Kirk! And now we're in Boise. Blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow we head to Bend, Oregon, then to Crater Lake the next day. We're not sure when we'll find free wi-fi again, so these posts will have to last until we do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-590619925548117043?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/590619925548117043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/leaving-on-midnight-train-to-boise.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/590619925548117043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/590619925548117043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/leaving-on-midnight-train-to-boise.html' title='Leaving on a midnight train to Boise'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkRSKmi3c1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/RSoxpfHXXZw/s72-c/car+dining.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-8863654562385995280</id><published>2009-06-26T00:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:40:40.889-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eatin' saltines near the Great Salt Lake</title><content type='html'>I don't think the two events were really related, but we ate some saltines as we drove near the Great Salt Lake in Utah. We found a little place where we could pull off the road and actually stand next to the lake. It was big. And it smelled salty. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkRQ7NDeo4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/PF2DuVkfz64/s1600-h/domo+salt+lake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkRQ7NDeo4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/PF2DuVkfz64/s400/domo+salt+lake.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351491235269747586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Domo is making the trip with us...he looks like he's mad here that we're eating all of the saltines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-8863654562385995280?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8863654562385995280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/eatin-saltines-near-great-salt-lake.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8863654562385995280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8863654562385995280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/eatin-saltines-near-great-salt-lake.html' title='Eatin&apos; saltines near the Great Salt Lake'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkRQ7NDeo4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/PF2DuVkfz64/s72-c/domo+salt+lake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-1514650137063325140</id><published>2009-06-26T00:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:33:43.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Role of the Passenger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, yes, driving the car is a very important job, but we have found that the passenger has a huge responsibility on this journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkRMvT_XKeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/HxB48LBCr6c/s1600-h/license+plates.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkRMvT_XKeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/HxB48LBCr6c/s400/license+plates.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351486632926587362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkRMvDxSGlI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5dX3us85p28/s1600-h/DSC_0593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkRMvDxSGlI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5dX3us85p28/s400/DSC_0593.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351486628572568146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The passenger's role includes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reading the car manual&lt;/span&gt; - I taught Jamie how to use cruise control and how to use her visor properly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taking pictures - &lt;/span&gt;The world is passing by and we have to document it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;License Plate Game&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crosser-Offer&lt;/span&gt; - Thanks Jamie's mom! We have over half, but you have to stay on top of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Servant to the Driver&lt;/span&gt; - If she is hungry, you find food. If she is thirsty, you find a beverage. If she wants to text someone, you text it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix CD Journal Writer&lt;/span&gt; - we have been documenting about the songs and the overall CDs, the songs don't stop, so you can't either!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Map Reader/GPS Reader/Elevation Announcer&lt;/span&gt; - Its not the driver's fault if you get lost, its the passenger. Our GPS (named Simon) is serving us well, but you have to make sure that you aren't going to miss any fun town names (Bliss, Idaho?) and we like to know the elevation at points along the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Needless-to-say, when time come to switch and drive, the passenger is usually relieved! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-1514650137063325140?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/1514650137063325140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/role-of-passenger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/1514650137063325140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/1514650137063325140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/role-of-passenger.html' title='The Role of the Passenger'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkRMvT_XKeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/HxB48LBCr6c/s72-c/license+plates.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-9015831940696062654</id><published>2009-06-26T00:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:18:12.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What are these!!??!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkRLv0Xo4tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/y3VOYTTjKBE/s1600-h/fences.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkRLv0Xo4tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/y3VOYTTjKBE/s400/fences.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351485542106718930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were all over Wyoming . . . they are not fences, because they are just randomly in fields. They are not used for animals and are not for decoration purposes. So what could they be? Ya'lls guesses have to be better than mine. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-9015831940696062654?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/9015831940696062654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-are-these.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/9015831940696062654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/9015831940696062654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-are-these.html' title='What are these!!??!!'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkRLv0Xo4tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/y3VOYTTjKBE/s72-c/fences.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-1956607896148111624</id><published>2009-06-26T00:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:13:29.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Highway Music, play loud</title><content type='html'>I was informed by Mike (Papa D) that I get one point for identifying the song title and another point if I could name the artist too. I'm not sure how well I did, but here I go...(and yes, we rolled the windows down and played it loud)...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. West Bound and Down--I don't know if that's the real name, but I know that this is in Smoky and the Bandit. Is that half a point maybe? We're west bound and down, got a long way to go, and a short time to get there. And now our car is named Bandit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Route 66--sounded like The Rolling Stones?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Drive My Car--The Beatles (we both knew this one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. On the Road Again--Willie Nelson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Truckin'--Grateful Dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. we don't know what this one is, but it has a fun little medley with snippets of lots of other people's songs in it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. we named this one Driver's Seat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. don't know, but the girl she's singing about was a princess. It kind of sounded like Frank Zappa, but then I didn't think it was weird enough to be Zappa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Hwy 61 Revisted--Bob Dylan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. something about letting it roll down the highway. no guesses on this one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Running Down a Dream--Tom Petty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Emotional Traffic--we liked this title&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. song about someone who is on the road again, but not Willie Nelson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Highway to Hell--AC/DC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Bright Side of the Road--Van Morrison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. got to keep on truckin' my blues away...don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Hwy 41??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. I think this one's for dad...Feed Jake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. I Can't Drive 55--Sammy Hagar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. East Bound and Down--playing as we crossed the Continental Divide going westward, but this will later be very appropriate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-1956607896148111624?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/1956607896148111624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/highway-music-play-loud.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/1956607896148111624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/1956607896148111624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/highway-music-play-loud.html' title='Highway Music, play loud'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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-3695269298586852158.post-8605827590413233067</id><published>2009-06-26T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:04:47.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny day, sweeping the clouds away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkRI1Z3gnvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/6UxC2r3Izts/s1600-h/bert.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkRI1Z3gnvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/6UxC2r3Izts/s400/bert.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351482339536969458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, Bert and Ernie made the trip. And Domo's here too.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-8605827590413233067?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8605827590413233067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunny-day-sweeping-clouds-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8605827590413233067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8605827590413233067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunny-day-sweeping-clouds-away.html' title='Sunny day, sweeping the clouds away'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkRI1Z3gnvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/6UxC2r3Izts/s72-c/bert.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-7986561036507575842</id><published>2009-06-25T23:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:01:26.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bust a Move"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkRE0hQsICI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WpcEMMEqa2c/s1600-h/DSC_0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkRE0hQsICI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WpcEMMEqa2c/s400/DSC_0594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351477926295248930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our longest driving day (12 hours and 7 min!), but we were able to pass the time with the amazing mix cds that we acquired before our adventure. Here what we listened to today:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dena&lt;/span&gt; - Great start to the trip! Fun pump-up music to get us going!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike&lt;/span&gt; - (see separate post!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tina&lt;/span&gt; - This was the 2nd appearance of the song "Bust a Move!". We loved how it had a little bit of it all. Jamie especially loved "Mr. Wendall"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jim&lt;/span&gt; (Holly's friend)- Again, wonderful compilation that focused on hope, love and tragedy. While listening, we thought that one of the songs was just some of his friends recording it on their back porch and after talking to him, it was indeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wallace &lt;/span&gt;(the English teacher) - the first CD that Jamie and I both knew all the words too! We clapped at the end of this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Russ &lt;/span&gt;(our student) - Gold star to Russ! I was disappointed because I thought one of the songs was Kelly Clarkson, but it was the Strokes. We listened to this as we crossed 500 miles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jon Iberg&lt;/span&gt; - Only my brother could put together such a mix. It was filled with inside jokes, various alcohol and drug references (?) and the best opening song of the day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie's Mom&lt;/span&gt; - this mix came with a game! Great selections and we got 26/37 right. (I only helped with 4 points, Jamie is the more musically minded) Fun idea and great mix!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patrick &lt;/span&gt;(Holly's friend) - Good wind-down mix for the end of the day of driving! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please note, if your mix was not listened to today, it will be! These were chosen in no particular order! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-7986561036507575842?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/7986561036507575842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/bust-move.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7986561036507575842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7986561036507575842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/bust-move.html' title='&quot;Bust a Move&quot;'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SkRE0hQsICI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WpcEMMEqa2c/s72-c/DSC_0594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-7868442073203854296</id><published>2009-06-25T23:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:41:49.801-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goin' on a road trip, not a fancy boat trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkRC5SI9SFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9Zsboap4sGE/s1600-h/0+miles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkRC5SI9SFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9Zsboap4sGE/s400/0+miles.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351475809112377426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the road trip portion of this adventure finally started this morning. After a breakfast scone at Spruce Street Confections in Boulder, we left town at 7:28 AM. This is our trusty (we hope) travel companion, a fire engine red 2009 Toyota Camry (yes, mom, it really is a Toyota Camry) we christened Bandit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-7868442073203854296?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/7868442073203854296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/goin-on-road-trip-not-fancy-boat-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7868442073203854296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7868442073203854296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/goin-on-road-trip-not-fancy-boat-trip.html' title='Goin&apos; on a road trip, not a fancy boat trip'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkRC5SI9SFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9Zsboap4sGE/s72-c/0+miles.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-4169604228802514639</id><published>2009-06-24T13:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T13:13:38.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkJebFhiYuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/aO8WHrPcLSI/s1600-h/IMG_1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350943126701892322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkJebFhiYuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/aO8WHrPcLSI/s400/IMG_1053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made it to CO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things we have done so far:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-went on airplanes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-found Christy at the Dallas airport&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ate lunch at D'Deli near the river with Bob and Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(special thanks to Beth for picking us up at the airport)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-went to Red Rocks with Aly and Bob and saw Ben Lee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-got free breakfast at "Ride your Bike to Work Day"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-went to the doctor (Holly is fine, no worries mom)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are off to get the rental car. We are going to have to name him! Today we are doing last minute shopping and cooking dinner for our Coloradian hosts. The true adventure begins tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-4169604228802514639?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4169604228802514639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/red-rock.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4169604228802514639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4169604228802514639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/red-rock.html' title='Red Rock'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SkJebFhiYuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/aO8WHrPcLSI/s72-c/IMG_1053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-4467898788391373427</id><published>2009-06-22T08:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:28:38.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boarding Passes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Sj94vCT_JuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zfKPybrpE_4/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 95px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Sj94vCT_JuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zfKPybrpE_4/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350127631809324770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have printed off our boarding passes for our flights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-4467898788391373427?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4467898788391373427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/boarding-passes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4467898788391373427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4467898788391373427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/boarding-passes.html' title='Boarding Passes'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Sj94vCT_JuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zfKPybrpE_4/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-5187512790328900247</id><published>2009-06-21T20:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:54:38.228-04:00</updated><title type='text'>shark week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't think I have anything else to blog about before we leave on this journey, so I'll just leave it with some words from the mindgrapes of the great(?) Tracy Jordan that I think will guide us while on this adventure:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's some advice I wish I woulda got when I was your age: Live every week like it's Shark Week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-5187512790328900247?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/5187512790328900247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/shark-week-on-discovery-channel.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/5187512790328900247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/5187512790328900247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/shark-week-on-discovery-channel.html' title='shark week'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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-3695269298586852158.post-7387958101357409436</id><published>2009-06-16T21:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:40:46.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>I just searched google for "road trip advice" and here are 7 things they said we need to have taken care of:&lt;div&gt;1. choosing your travel partners&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. figuring out where to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. planning the route&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. finding cheap accommodations and dining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. keeping gas costs under control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. keeping safe and happy on the road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. documenting your journey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we did these things. We're ready to go. Funny that it doesn't list packing. That's probably the one thing we haven't done yet. Well, aside from your sleeping bag and half bottle of sunscreen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-7387958101357409436?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/7387958101357409436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/words-of-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7387958101357409436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7387958101357409436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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-3695269298586852158.post-4290671891428787755</id><published>2009-06-16T08:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T08:10:05.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE WEEK TO GO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SjeLWSx7dLI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AOJM7Q2g88w/s1600-h/SummerPackingList_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347896297640391858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SjeLWSx7dLI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AOJM7Q2g88w/s400/SummerPackingList_09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SjeKzOAF1_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/IfXGcJWtG2M/s1600-h/SummerPackingList_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started packing last night. So far I have a sleeping bag (that I borrowed from Elizabeth! thanks E!) and half a bottle of sunscreen. I think I am at least half way there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this online and I think I am just going to use this as my packing guide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-4290671891428787755?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4290671891428787755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-week-to-go.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4290671891428787755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4290671891428787755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-week-to-go.html' title='ONE WEEK TO GO'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SjeLWSx7dLI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AOJM7Q2g88w/s72-c/SummerPackingList_09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-7882696383497918634</id><published>2009-06-07T17:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:55:55.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Em Comin'!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Siw215ckbqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vbs7ksMFEXs/s1600-h/IMG_1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Siw215ckbqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vbs7ksMFEXs/s400/IMG_1033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344707157363551906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who has provided us with CDs for our trip! We have received everything from "headbanging" music to Jimmy Buffett's Greatest Hits! But there are plenty more hours of the trip to fill, so please keep sending them in! A special shout out to SEAN SOURS who was the first person to give us a CD. Thanks Sean!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-7882696383497918634?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/7882696383497918634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/keep-em-comin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7882696383497918634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/7882696383497918634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/keep-em-comin.html' title='Keep Em Comin&apos;!'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Siw215ckbqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vbs7ksMFEXs/s72-c/IMG_1033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-6756429554046695848</id><published>2009-06-03T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:46:38.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I wear these?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SicZZFKsvOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XJ69iUDfNZI/s1600-h/800216BRN1R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SicZZFKsvOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XJ69iUDfNZI/s400/800216BRN1R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343267401572859106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do you think?&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/3695269298586852158-6756429554046695848?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/6756429554046695848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/can-i-wear-these.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/6756429554046695848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/6756429554046695848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/can-i-wear-these.html' title='Can I wear these?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SicZZFKsvOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XJ69iUDfNZI/s72-c/800216BRN1R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-8410660360559412035</id><published>2009-06-01T10:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:07:38.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holly's a Quitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SiPsqP5gBZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Gr1NTBH0_n4/s1600-h/dr-pepper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342373793557906834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SiPsqP5gBZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Gr1NTBH0_n4/s400/dr-pepper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its official. Starting today I am no longer drinking Dr. Pepper. I wanted to be "clean" for the trip, so I am giving it up today. So far so good (its only 11am). Tonight I will have a headache and then tomorrow I will be grumpy. This should all pass by Friday at the lastest. Whew. The questions is, when can I start drinking again? Should I wait until after the marathon? Should I never go back? Should I wait until after the trip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-8410660360559412035?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8410660360559412035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/hollys-quitter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8410660360559412035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8410660360559412035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/06/hollys-quitter.html' title='Holly&apos;s a Quitter'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/SiPsqP5gBZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Gr1NTBH0_n4/s72-c/dr-pepper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-2600100232854887055</id><published>2009-05-19T13:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:02:20.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Need Your Mix Tapes (CDs preferably)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/ShLz0nOy9hI/AAAAAAAAAFM/L_RNiWcHw98/s1600-h/jjandhigreatadventur2e-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/ShLz0nOy9hI/AAAAAAAAAFM/L_RNiWcHw98/s400/jjandhigreatadventur2e-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337596593597249042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-2600100232854887055?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2600100232854887055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-need-your-mix-tapes-cds-preferably.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2600100232854887055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2600100232854887055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-need-your-mix-tapes-cds-preferably.html' title='We Need Your Mix Tapes (CDs preferably)'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/ShLz0nOy9hI/AAAAAAAAAFM/L_RNiWcHw98/s72-c/jjandhigreatadventur2e-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-105286250123351325</id><published>2009-05-18T20:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T08:53:10.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7-11-09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ShKrk1CSQfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YO-NYj9jj64/s1600-h/slurpee.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337517157587763698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ShKrk1CSQfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YO-NYj9jj64/s320/slurpee.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Don't forget...July 11th is free Slurpee day! There is one 7-11 in Boulder. We will find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-105286250123351325?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/105286250123351325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/05/7-11-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/105286250123351325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/105286250123351325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/05/7-11-09.html' title='7-11-09'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ShKrk1CSQfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YO-NYj9jj64/s72-c/slurpee.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-512764409627551171</id><published>2009-05-16T22:52:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T08:59:23.888-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ShKtIrA7vYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/VYzpEKfMBrg/s1600-h/singles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337518872884657538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ShKtIrA7vYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/VYzpEKfMBrg/s320/singles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ShKtEHce1WI/AAAAAAAAAFA/iDRMUFL8Cms/s1600-h/river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337518794617050466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ShKtEHce1WI/AAAAAAAAAFA/iDRMUFL8Cms/s320/river.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we're going to have to have a movie night sometime before we leave for this road trip of ours. Here are your viewing choices...to represent general road trip movies we have Thelma and Louise or perhaps Little Miss Sunshine. For Seattle movies, we can go with the old standard Sleepless in Seattle or that early 90s Seattle grunge scene classic Singles. Then for Montana movies, I think the only possibility is going to be A River Runs Through It. If you want to look into Idaho, Oregon, and Wyoming movies, go for it. I thought these might be enough though.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2pxfont-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2pxfont-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-512764409627551171?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/512764409627551171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/512764409627551171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/512764409627551171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-time.html' title='Movie time'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ShKtIrA7vYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/VYzpEKfMBrg/s72-c/singles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-2398836821850489136</id><published>2009-05-10T19:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:56:16.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something new</title><content type='html'>So I added a new element to our page. It's called Things We Want to See and it's located on the right hand side over there. Feel free to add to it. Just Holly can add to it. Not random people. Because random people aren't on the trip with us, and it's what we want to see while on the trip. Maybe I'll add to it later when I think of more stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-2398836821850489136?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2398836821850489136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2398836821850489136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2398836821850489136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-new.html' title='Something new'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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-3695269298586852158.post-890862318423513932</id><published>2009-05-10T13:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T13:55:40.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Costco Round One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SgcVFdCvKmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zJANVUqPz-E/s1600-h/Top_Costco_Logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 40px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SgcVFdCvKmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zJANVUqPz-E/s320/Top_Costco_Logo.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334255467083278946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't a Costco exactly in Boulder,  but it looks like there's one within 10 minutes. And it might actually be in the direction of that car rental place we might be using. We'll have to look into it. Maybe we would want to stock up on some things for the trip at Costco. Now if only they had powdered Propel packets and Harvest Grains or whatever they're called granola bars there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-890862318423513932?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/890862318423513932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/05/costco-round-one.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/890862318423513932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/890862318423513932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/05/costco-round-one.html' title='Costco Round One'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SgcVFdCvKmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zJANVUqPz-E/s72-c/Top_Costco_Logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-8946723553949440676</id><published>2009-05-03T20:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:52:33.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The muddiest buddy I know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sf48Sk_gWII/AAAAAAAAAEo/hQsHrclRPXY/s1600-h/n47213691867_8267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sf48Sk_gWII/AAAAAAAAAEo/hQsHrclRPXY/s320/n47213691867_8267.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331765298718595202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confident that should we encounter a situation on the trip this summer in which we would need to escape some dangerous scenario by running and biking alternating segments of our 6-7 mile-long escape route, then crawl face down through a mud pit, I think we would do just fine. It's just comforting to know that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-8946723553949440676?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8946723553949440676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/05/muddiest-buddy-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8946723553949440676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8946723553949440676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/05/muddiest-buddy-i-know.html' title='The muddiest buddy I know'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sf48Sk_gWII/AAAAAAAAAEo/hQsHrclRPXY/s72-c/n47213691867_8267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-2374133508422855957</id><published>2009-04-16T17:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T17:59:21.775-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Costco Locations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Seep-kA8saI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KHW7kWm8i_8/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Seep-kA8saI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KHW7kWm8i_8/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325411976673538466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are some Costcos near Portland. We could aim for one trip a week to print out some pictures. Also, can we please visit Happy Valley, it seems like such a nice place. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-2374133508422855957?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2374133508422855957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/04/costco-locations.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2374133508422855957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2374133508422855957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/04/costco-locations.html' title='Costco Locations'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/Seep-kA8saI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KHW7kWm8i_8/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-5628889548601775181</id><published>2009-04-13T17:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:10:55.628-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Toast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SeOqN7SFa_I/AAAAAAAAADI/cggg_fUl8mg/s1600-h/IMG_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SeOqN7SFa_I/AAAAAAAAADI/cggg_fUl8mg/s320/IMG_0597.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324286340710624242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you think they sell happy toast on the west coast?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-5628889548601775181?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/5628889548601775181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-toast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/5628889548601775181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/5628889548601775181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-toast.html' title='Happy Toast'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SeOqN7SFa_I/AAAAAAAAADI/cggg_fUl8mg/s72-c/IMG_0597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-2842422759404934408</id><published>2009-04-03T18:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T18:57:34.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We need to go shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SdaUV7swwBI/AAAAAAAAADA/UG9--RzttH8/s1600-h/LuckyHorses_Fullpic_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SdaUV7swwBI/AAAAAAAAADA/UG9--RzttH8/s400/LuckyHorses_Fullpic_1.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320603114308419602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which ones do we want to wear on the trip? Check out &lt;a href="http://www.snorgtees.com/"&gt;www.snorgtees.com&lt;/a&gt; to pick yours!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-2842422759404934408?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/2842422759404934408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-need-to-go-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2842422759404934408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/2842422759404934408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-need-to-go-shopping.html' title='We need to go shopping'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SdaUV7swwBI/AAAAAAAAADA/UG9--RzttH8/s72-c/LuckyHorses_Fullpic_1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-4114841381776977399</id><published>2009-04-03T18:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T18:52:46.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I like dinosaurs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SdaTFE-mr6I/AAAAAAAAACw/lOAPn5BJCPc/s1600-h/Rawr_Fullpic_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SdaTFE-mr6I/AAAAAAAAACw/lOAPn5BJCPc/s320/Rawr_Fullpic_1.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320601725229772706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a t-shirt design. Weird thing to wear on a t-shirt. Maybe I will get it and wear it on the trip and then rawr at people when appropriate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-4114841381776977399?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4114841381776977399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-like-dinosaurs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4114841381776977399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4114841381776977399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-like-dinosaurs.html' title='I like dinosaurs'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SdaTFE-mr6I/AAAAAAAAACw/lOAPn5BJCPc/s72-c/Rawr_Fullpic_1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-6453674237559073990</id><published>2009-03-27T23:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:10:56.154-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Man cannot live on granola bars alone. Or can he?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sc2VONvmCrI/AAAAAAAAACo/YEPvg6R6Je4/s1600-h/ChewyMultigrain-DarkChocChunk-Detail.sflb.ashx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sc2VONvmCrI/AAAAAAAAACo/YEPvg6R6Je4/s320/ChewyMultigrain-DarkChocChunk-Detail.sflb.ashx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318070806434417330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of these will we need to buy? 3 weeks is 21 days times 2 of us. I'm counting at least 42. That's a conservative estimate though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-6453674237559073990?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/6453674237559073990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/man-cannot-live-on-granola-bars-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/6453674237559073990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/6453674237559073990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/man-cannot-live-on-granola-bars-alone.html' title='Man cannot live on granola bars alone. Or can he?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/Sc2VONvmCrI/AAAAAAAAACo/YEPvg6R6Je4/s72-c/ChewyMultigrain-DarkChocChunk-Detail.sflb.ashx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-5484674488940536120</id><published>2009-03-22T19:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:50:59.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unicorns are magical</title><content type='html'>Click this button and magic happens...&lt;a href="http://www.cornify.com/" onclick="cornify_add();return false;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cornify.com/assets/cornify.gif" width="61" height="16" border="0" alt="Cornify" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.cornify.com/js/cornify.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-5484674488940536120?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/5484674488940536120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/cornify.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/5484674488940536120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/5484674488940536120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/cornify.html' title='Unicorns are magical'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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-3695269298586852158.post-4562514755244450034</id><published>2009-03-22T14:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:43:39.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How many new glasses will I need to buy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScaGxw1ezkI/AAAAAAAAACg/Yz-HHO3o4Xw/s1600-h/glasses-the-old-mill-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScaGxw1ezkI/AAAAAAAAACg/Yz-HHO3o4Xw/s200/glasses-the-old-mill-small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316084599638380098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScaGxGUq06I/AAAAAAAAACY/cGpo0qD8Hwg/s1600-h/glasses-mt-bachelor-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScaGxGUq06I/AAAAAAAAACY/cGpo0qD8Hwg/s200/glasses-mt-bachelor-small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316084588226466722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScaGxJq2pLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qw3T0mFoUXM/s1600-h/glasses-mirror-pond-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScaGxJq2pLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qw3T0mFoUXM/s200/glasses-mirror-pond-small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316084589124822194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScaGwWkrTNI/AAAAAAAAACI/PL1OqXf7Bys/s1600-h/glasses-les-schwab-amphitheater-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScaGwWkrTNI/AAAAAAAAACI/PL1OqXf7Bys/s200/glasses-les-schwab-amphitheater-small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316084575408704722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can get these as logos on pint glasses from Bend, Oregon. I'm probably going to have to start planning my souvenir buying soon. I mean, I think I'm only allowed to buy so many college t-shirts, pint glasses, and fridge magnets.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-4562514755244450034?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4562514755244450034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-many-new-glasses-will-i-need-to-buy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4562514755244450034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4562514755244450034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-many-new-glasses-will-i-need-to-buy.html' title='How many new glasses will I need to buy?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScaGxw1ezkI/AAAAAAAAACg/Yz-HHO3o4Xw/s72-c/glasses-the-old-mill-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-6524792492660488174</id><published>2009-03-22T14:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:34:26.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And you get a cookie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScaEonu_NQI/AAAAAAAAACA/zLjcrfZPwis/s1600-h/BOIPRDT_Doubletree_Club_Boise_gallery_leisure_boiseskyline_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScaEonu_NQI/AAAAAAAAACA/zLjcrfZPwis/s400/BOIPRDT_Doubletree_Club_Boise_gallery_leisure_boiseskyline_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316082243553146114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScaEoBokL0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/BgsudHXlF8I/s1600-h/BOIPRDT_Doubletree_Club_Boise_gallery_welcome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScaEoBokL0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/BgsudHXlF8I/s400/BOIPRDT_Doubletree_Club_Boise_gallery_welcome.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316082233325662018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our hotel in Boise. The other picture is of downtown Boise. Yeah, let's just stay here for the 3 weeks.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-6524792492660488174?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/6524792492660488174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-you-get-cookie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/6524792492660488174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/6524792492660488174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-you-get-cookie.html' title='And you get a cookie...'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScaEonu_NQI/AAAAAAAAACA/zLjcrfZPwis/s72-c/BOIPRDT_Doubletree_Club_Boise_gallery_leisure_boiseskyline_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-6790315950165592603</id><published>2009-03-22T10:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:24:15.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bend, Oregon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/ScZJ4FDYJKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1O2GNaSkFZU/s1600-h/crane-boys-1-small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/ScZJ4FDYJKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1O2GNaSkFZU/s320/crane-boys-1-small.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316017637935293602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things we will see in Bend, Oregon (according to Google images)&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/3695269298586852158-6790315950165592603?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/6790315950165592603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/bend-oregon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/6790315950165592603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/6790315950165592603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/bend-oregon.html' title='Bend, Oregon?'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/ScZJ4FDYJKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1O2GNaSkFZU/s72-c/crane-boys-1-small.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-3702678104216889039</id><published>2009-03-22T10:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:13:05.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/ScZHOSQaSfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OZAPgfjBWFU/s1600-h/284824109_ccc587c700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/ScZHOSQaSfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OZAPgfjBWFU/s320/284824109_ccc587c700.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316014720901859826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who knew it was this nice?? I think I see a Applebees on the corner. Do you want to just cancel the rest of the trip and spend 21 days here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-3702678104216889039?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/3702678104216889039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/boise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3702678104216889039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3702678104216889039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/boise.html' title='Boise'/><author><name>Holly</name><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maBMM2rxydM/ScZHOSQaSfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OZAPgfjBWFU/s72-c/284824109_ccc587c700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-3722578428175714515</id><published>2009-03-21T23:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:52:11.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boulder to Boise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScW0XBGrGnI/AAAAAAAAABw/uKpQrNR9igQ/s1600-h/co2id.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScW0XBGrGnI/AAAAAAAAABw/uKpQrNR9igQ/s400/co2id.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315853242707155570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the first leg of the driving portion of the trip...829 miles. 11 hours and 28 minutes. One bathroom stop in Utah. That's all you get. We can just find an Applebee's or Chili's for dinner when we get to Boise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-3722578428175714515?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/3722578428175714515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-heres-first-leg-of-driving-portion.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3722578428175714515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/3722578428175714515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-heres-first-leg-of-driving-portion.html' title='Boulder to Boise'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScW0XBGrGnI/AAAAAAAAABw/uKpQrNR9igQ/s72-c/co2id.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-5073398285696457496</id><published>2009-03-18T21:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:26:10.224-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MonKEYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScGfJOXfv5I/AAAAAAAAABg/82g2yt3idx8/s1600-h/M6272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScGfJOXfv5I/AAAAAAAAABg/82g2yt3idx8/s320/M6272.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314704016098181010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How many of these are we going to need? We can get them at the Archie McPhee store in Seattle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScGergqQLTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/g0JyNM0uJIY/s1600-h/M6274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScGergqQLTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/g0JyNM0uJIY/s320/M6274.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314703505612614962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-5073398285696457496?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/5073398285696457496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/monkeys.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/5073398285696457496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/5073398285696457496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/monkeys.html' title='MonKEYS'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScGfJOXfv5I/AAAAAAAAABg/82g2yt3idx8/s72-c/M6272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-4933388033334455315</id><published>2009-03-18T21:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:15:50.754-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahna Mahna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScGceotLRfI/AAAAAAAAABI/zJX0xEcXZo0/s1600-h/Sketch-Mahna-Mahna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScGceotLRfI/AAAAAAAAABI/zJX0xEcXZo0/s320/Sketch-Mahna-Mahna.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314701085410805234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's going to be a special Jim Henson exhibit when we're out at the Experience Music Project. I'm not too sure what that has to do with music or with science fiction (there's also a science fiction museum in the building--I plan to go. I do like robots), but I enjoy a good Jim Henson exhibit. Who doesn't love the Muppets?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-4933388033334455315?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4933388033334455315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/mahna-mahna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4933388033334455315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4933388033334455315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/mahna-mahna.html' title='Mahna Mahna'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/ScGceotLRfI/AAAAAAAAABI/zJX0xEcXZo0/s72-c/Sketch-Mahna-Mahna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-6206629116458257284</id><published>2009-03-12T21:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:08:20.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Trip Mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;So I just did this facebook thing of making my life soundtrack, but I'm not posting it on facebook. I'm putting it here instead. Take that, facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;My Life Soundtrack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's how it works...open your library, put it on shuffle, press play, for the first question type the song that's playing, when you go to a new question, press the next button TWICE, don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...just type it in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Opening Credits:&lt;br /&gt;Is This It?—The Strokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking Up:&lt;br /&gt;Chalkhills and Children--XTC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day at School:&lt;br /&gt;Your Algebra—The Shins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in Love:&lt;br /&gt;Uncomplicated—Elvis Costello &amp;amp; the Pickups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight Song:&lt;br /&gt;Be Kind — Remind—Rogue Wave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Up:&lt;br /&gt;I’m Walking—Fats Domino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom:&lt;br /&gt;Best Friends—Ron Sexsmith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life:&lt;br /&gt;I Guess the Lord Must Be in New York City—Sinead O’Connor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental Breakdown:&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes You Can’t Make It On Your Own—U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving:&lt;br /&gt;Mamma Mia!—soundtrack cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback:&lt;br /&gt;Diva--Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Back Together:&lt;br /&gt;We Looked Like Giants—Death Cab for Cutie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding:&lt;br /&gt;Judy Is a Punk—The Ramones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth of Child:&lt;br /&gt;The Book of Love—Magnetic Fields&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Battle:&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Home Alabama—Lynyrd Skynyrd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Scene:&lt;br /&gt;The Promised Land—Bruce Springsteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral Song:&lt;br /&gt;Joy to the World—Three Dog Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-6206629116458257284?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/6206629116458257284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-trip-mix.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/6206629116458257284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/6206629116458257284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-trip-mix.html' title='First Trip Mix'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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-3695269298586852158.post-4072525055873628300</id><published>2009-03-12T20:44:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:51:35.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How much juice could a jamba juice if a jamba could be juiced?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SbmtWM_1dxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/yqBFktSiKyM/s1600-h/Jamba+Juice+Logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SbmtWM_1dxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/yqBFktSiKyM/s320/Jamba+Juice+Logo.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312467832417908498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how many times are we allowed to stop at Jamba Juice? Do you think I could subsist solely on Jamba Juice for the 3 week journey? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamba Juice locations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Denver airport--1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Boulder, CO--4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Golden, CO (where Bob works)--1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Boise, ID--1 who would have thought?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bend, OR--2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eugene, OR--1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Portland, OR--a whopping 5 Jamba Juices!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seattle, WA--4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Coeur D'Alene, ID--1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SbmteNEjNMI/AAAAAAAAABA/ht5wVzboQ_0/s1600-h/jambajuice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SbmteNEjNMI/AAAAAAAAABA/ht5wVzboQ_0/s320/jambajuice.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312467969876636866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-4072525055873628300?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4072525055873628300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-much-juice-could-jamba-juice-if.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4072525055873628300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4072525055873628300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-much-juice-could-jamba-juice-if.html' title='How much juice could a jamba juice if a jamba could be juiced?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SbmtWM_1dxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/yqBFktSiKyM/s72-c/Jamba+Juice+Logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-8647155964256044756</id><published>2009-02-26T21:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:21:58.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the Noland Trail, but maybe just as good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SadNvejZe4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/hu1QEq0yQ6E/s1600-h/IMG_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SadNvejZe4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/hu1QEq0yQ6E/s320/IMG_0907.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307296163930143618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to look forward to...I think our place to stay in Seattle is relatively close to this lake, which has a nice running/walking/biking path around it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-8647155964256044756?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/8647155964256044756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-to-look-forward-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8647155964256044756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/8647155964256044756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-to-look-forward-to.html' title='Not the Noland Trail, but maybe just as good'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SadNvejZe4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/hu1QEq0yQ6E/s72-c/IMG_0907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-612751900937330025</id><published>2009-02-22T19:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T19:40:22.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we there yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SaHwACCty_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Tgnfyqdjs6g/s1600-h/trip+map+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SaHwACCty_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Tgnfyqdjs6g/s320/trip+map+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305785719358082034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the plan. So you think we'll start driving each other nuts by letter B? Maybe H? Or perhaps F and a half?&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/3695269298586852158-612751900937330025?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/612751900937330025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-we-there-yet.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/612751900937330025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/612751900937330025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-we-there-yet.html' title='Are we there yet?'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07994500684012568328</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TDImpsa8fDA/SaHwACCty_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Tgnfyqdjs6g/s72-c/trip+map+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3695269298586852158.post-4516479903472457860</id><published>2009-02-22T02:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T02:24:37.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Games Begin</title><content type='html'>Are you packed yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3695269298586852158-4516479903472457860?l=thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/feeds/4516479903472457860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-games-begin_22.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4516479903472457860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3695269298586852158/posts/default/4516479903472457860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsicles-and-mindgrapes.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-games-begin_22.html' title='Let the Games Begin'/><author><name>Holly</name><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></feed>
