<?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-3552641030229527682</id><updated>2011-07-07T23:10:56.838-06:00</updated><category term='Mike and Kim'/><category term='Nana'/><category term='Dave Ramsey'/><category term='Woolamina'/><category term='Grandma Ann'/><category term='Grandpa Dick'/><category term='The Cats'/><category term='Robin'/><category term='Uncle John'/><category term='Susan'/><category term='Jon'/><category term='Football'/><category term='Geagen'/><category term='Grandma Wood'/><category term='Cooking/Canning'/><title type='text'>Greetings From East Podunk</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-7191578009180149230</id><published>2009-10-23T23:15:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:42:50.348-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>At last!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQrlR0egI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Vh8iyJjzaxg/s1600-h/IMG_1329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396034381958904322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQrlR0egI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Vh8iyJjzaxg/s320/IMG_1329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught in the act! Geagen breaks into the cheerios in the diaper bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQrMmAwdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0Hk067yDuz8/s1600-h/IMG_1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396034375332708818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQrMmAwdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0Hk067yDuz8/s320/IMG_1330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen pauses for a moment to pose for picture while committing the theft of cheerios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQq1nb0QI/AAAAAAAAAXw/KWhnVpBsbHg/s1600-h/IMG_1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396034369164660994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQq1nb0QI/AAAAAAAAAXw/KWhnVpBsbHg/s320/IMG_1331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen trying her best to look innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQQROmqYI/AAAAAAAAAXo/nmMuXGDHw90/s1600-h/IMG_1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396033912720238978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQQROmqYI/AAAAAAAAAXo/nmMuXGDHw90/s320/IMG_1332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who could it possibly be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQP7i7dwI/AAAAAAAAAXg/r1lzTUZPGAY/s1600-h/IMG_1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396033906899908354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQP7i7dwI/AAAAAAAAAXg/r1lzTUZPGAY/s320/IMG_1333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peekaboo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQPsoYEbI/AAAAAAAAAXY/EI7QcUxgwkM/s1600-h/IMG_1326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396033902896222642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQPsoYEbI/AAAAAAAAAXY/EI7QcUxgwkM/s320/IMG_1326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen Grace Wood at 15 1/2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQPOKafzI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/hV2nJ1okVXU/s1600-h/IMG_1327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396033894717488946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQPOKafzI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/hV2nJ1okVXU/s320/IMG_1327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a pretty girl!  And so grown up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQO1K1l9I/AAAAAAAAAXI/zqbM-cNAbwo/s1600-h/IMG_1328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396033888008378322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQO1K1l9I/AAAAAAAAAXI/zqbM-cNAbwo/s320/IMG_1328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen poses for the camera with her toy windmill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally back after 5 1/2 months of not blogging (no I don't have a good excuse) and I have lots to catch all of you up on but I don't have time tonight (I am canning applesauce in the morning at Robin's house) except to tell you that Geagen is walking, RUNNING, singing, reading, has 9 1/2 teeth (another molar should break through any day), eats with a spoon, shakes hands, plays with her shape sorter incessantly, moos (anything large with 4 legs is considered a cow and appropriately mooed at), blows kisses and loves the kitties ("Killty, killty, killty...SPIKE!" - that is a direct quote from Geagen, it is really cute to watch her pet Badgley, Mischka and Spike, she really loves the kitties.  She was weighed, measured and even had her H1N1 vaccination toady so her stats are: 26.75 lbs. and 31 7/8" (personally I would just say 27 lbs, and 32" and call it good but you know how accurate those medical people insist on being) I have lots of pictures from earlier this summer and even a video of Geagen's first steps (I think...it happened while I was getting my hair done.) so I will be working on catching up with the old stuff as I blog about all the new and exciting things in the Wood household.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-7191578009180149230?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7191578009180149230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=7191578009180149230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/7191578009180149230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/7191578009180149230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2009/10/at-last.html' title='At last!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SuKQrlR0egI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Vh8iyJjzaxg/s72-c/IMG_1329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-5167243334232372004</id><published>2009-05-03T23:57:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:58:37.717-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma Ann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa Dick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Our Trip to Sunny California!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6IoU4_qCI/AAAAAAAAAVg/UWJ4FJwGkO0/s1600-h/IMG_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331849235237152802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6IoU4_qCI/AAAAAAAAAVg/UWJ4FJwGkO0/s320/IMG_1134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; and her Uncle John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6IoMkoSqI/AAAAAAAAAVY/iwUOOV2F868/s1600-h/IMG_1128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331849233004251810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6IoMkoSqI/AAAAAAAAAVY/iwUOOV2F868/s320/IMG_1128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; is fascinated with Uncle John's sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We definitely had a whirlwind trip to visit Grammy Ann and Grandpa Dick but we had so much fun while we were there.  Grammy Ann and I drove to Grass Valley to meet Uncle John for lunch and a visit.  He hadn't seen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; since Thanksgiving so it was nice for them to visit.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; is now much more exciting than she was at Thanksgiving so I think Uncle John enjoyed her a little more now that she can sit up, eat solid foods and make funny sounds.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6InhGpfWI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/npNT-7RAidc/s1600-h/Geagen+9+months+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331849221335776610" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6InhGpfWI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/npNT-7RAidc/s320/Geagen+9+months+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; smiles for the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6InpLV-LI/AAAAAAAAAVI/wTnSD269-5o/s1600-h/Geagen+9+months+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331849223502952626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6InpLV-LI/AAAAAAAAAVI/wTnSD269-5o/s320/Geagen+9+months+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6InbaurNI/AAAAAAAAAVA/fLt9ygIWWFc/s1600-h/IMG_1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331849219809389778" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6InbaurNI/AAAAAAAAAVA/fLt9ygIWWFc/s320/IMG_1141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart with Great-Aunt Barbara and Grammy Ann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Oroville&lt;/span&gt; we were able to visit Great-Aunt Barbara and also introduce &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; to a time-honored tradition of lunch at Taco Bell followed by shopping at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart.  It's true- we do live on the edge!  We had fun visiting and hearing all about Great-Aunt Barbara and her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6H1LEurAI/AAAAAAAAAU4/1hHaPgBNzfk/s1600-h/IMG_1157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331848356428688386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6H1LEurAI/AAAAAAAAAU4/1hHaPgBNzfk/s320/IMG_1157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great-Nana Chamberlain gives &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6H08SHHmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/_GaKnT8yZSs/s1600-h/IMG_1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331848352458284642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6H08SHHmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/_GaKnT8yZSs/s320/IMG_1158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; and Great-Nana Chamberlain share a bonding moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; and I were able to go to lunch with Great-Nana Chamberlain while we were in town.  We went to Charlie's and Great-Nana was amazed at how well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; behaved herself during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt;.  After lunch we went back to her house for a visit and some pictures together.  I'm glad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; is able to get to know both of her great-grandmothers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6H0fNgj9I/AAAAAAAAAUo/iFQ1Z80fOys/s1600-h/IMG_1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331848344654352338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6H0fNgj9I/AAAAAAAAAUo/iFQ1Z80fOys/s320/IMG_1147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shetland ewe and lamb at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Chaffin&lt;/span&gt; Family Farms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6H0GXPHLI/AAAAAAAAAUg/r0GLV0IP70Q/s1600-h/IMG_1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331848337984265394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6H0GXPHLI/AAAAAAAAAUg/r0GLV0IP70Q/s320/IMG_1150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grammy Ann, Joshua and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; pose for a picture in the pasture at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Chaffin&lt;/span&gt; Family Farms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6Hz9GDPqI/AAAAAAAAAUY/xEm9XjMW3LA/s1600-h/IMG_1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331848335496265378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6Hz9GDPqI/AAAAAAAAAUY/xEm9XjMW3LA/s320/IMG_1145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fluff the birthday chicken wears her party hat for the occasion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grammy Ann and I took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; out for a visit at the Albrecht's house (aka: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Chaffin&lt;/span&gt; Family Farms) and had lots of fun.  We visited with Carol and Kurt and also celebrated Fluff and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;AJ's&lt;/span&gt; second birthday with Joshua.  Fluff wore a little green crocheted hat that was made especially for this occasion.  I must say she looked rather fetching.  Joshua took us out into the pasture and showed us his Shetland ewes and their new lambs.  They are rather skittish so we had to admire them from afar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6HAGhwzFI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1JD519c-vy8/s1600-h/IMG_1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331847444675218514" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6HAGhwzFI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1JD519c-vy8/s320/IMG_1166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rare picture of Mommy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6G_6HBOCI/AAAAAAAAAUI/vIOQQs5ghIY/s1600-h/IMG_1161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331847441341823010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6G_6HBOCI/AAAAAAAAAUI/vIOQQs5ghIY/s320/IMG_1161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; loves baby Rorie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6G_rdOljI/AAAAAAAAAUA/IyvXZvQneR8/s1600-h/IMG_1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331847437408441906" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6G_rdOljI/AAAAAAAAAUA/IyvXZvQneR8/s320/IMG_1165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peaches and baby Rorie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a lot of fun to catch up with my friend Peaches who drove up from Modesto to visit.  She brought her daughter Rorie and it was fun to see our girls together even with the age difference (Rorie is 8 weeks old).  Big brother Finn had a cold so he stayed home.  It's still weird for me to see people who I grew up with children- Peaches and I have known each other since we 6 months old.  She is a wonderful mother who makes it all seem so effortless.  Rorie is a little charmer with the sweetest face.  She looks so much like her Aunt Katey.  She is precious!  I'm so glad we were able to meet up and hope to make these visits more regular as our families grow up.  I think it's so neat to be able to introduce my daughter to people who've known me all my life and hope she enjoys meeting them too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6G_LIUp7I/AAAAAAAAAT4/lYmpyR7qHzY/s1600-h/IMG_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331847428730824626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6G_LIUp7I/AAAAAAAAAT4/lYmpyR7qHzY/s320/IMG_1170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rusty and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; are friends at last!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; was terrified of my parent's dog Rusty when she first arrived.  He's not at all aggressive but he barks when he gets excited.  We don't have a dog and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; hasn't really been exposed to dogs because nobody we know has them.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; is friends with our cats and wants to pet all kitties but to her a dog might as well be an elephant to her so it took some time for her to get used to Rusty.  After a few days she realized that he really was harmless and just wanted to give her kisses.  He also hoped that she would scratch his belly but she didn't quite figure it out.  Maybe next time Rusty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6G-yka8_I/AAAAAAAAATw/oaL3g5C4vu4/s1600-h/IMG_1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331847422137791474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6G-yka8_I/AAAAAAAAATw/oaL3g5C4vu4/s320/IMG_1173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; and Grandpa Dick read a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; and Grandpa Dick were able to bond while we were visiting.  Like Uncle John, Grandpa Dick also hadn't seen her since Thanksgiving and was amazed at how much she has grown and changed.  He was a little overwhelmed by all the crying- poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; had a rough time adjusting initially and was rather emotional to say the least.  She did get accustomed to my parent's house and her surroundings after a few days.  Once she settled in it was a little easier for them to play and spend time together.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been home a full week now and are catching up on all the excitement (aka: housework) that we missed while we were gone.  Jon did an excellent job of being a bachelor and even cleaned the house too.  He did lots of work in yard and it really looks nice.  I can't wait to see what everything looks like once the yard fills in this summer.  It was fun to go and visit but it's even nicer to be home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-5167243334232372004?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5167243334232372004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=5167243334232372004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/5167243334232372004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/5167243334232372004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-trip-to-sunny-california.html' title='Our Trip to Sunny California!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sf6IoU4_qCI/AAAAAAAAAVg/UWJ4FJwGkO0/s72-c/IMG_1134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-6606174838128983768</id><published>2009-04-12T23:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:14:42.660-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SeLVAyAl3dI/AAAAAAAAATo/wttJTHAigHE/s1600-h/IMG_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324051918906318290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SeLVAyAl3dI/AAAAAAAAATo/wttJTHAigHE/s320/IMG_1090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; is all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ready&lt;/span&gt; for church in her Easter dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SeLVAjDd0GI/AAAAAAAAATg/N-wCLFkNUQg/s1600-h/IMG_1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324051914891841634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SeLVAjDd0GI/AAAAAAAAATg/N-wCLFkNUQg/s320/IMG_1091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; demonstrates that she can even crawl in a dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SeLVAR0ju3I/AAAAAAAAATY/YJHdJKE1bu8/s1600-h/IMG_1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324051910265912178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SeLVAR0ju3I/AAAAAAAAATY/YJHdJKE1bu8/s320/IMG_1093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; is more interested in the grass than taking pictures for Mommy- do I sense a recurring theme here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SeLVAGDSOCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/QGP7qtuxF8w/s1600-h/IMG_1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324051907106453538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SeLVAGDSOCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/QGP7qtuxF8w/s320/IMG_1101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; reaches for her Easter basket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SeLU_xW-SpI/AAAAAAAAATI/um2w3WEqE04/s1600-h/IMG_1103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324051901551889042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SeLU_xW-SpI/AAAAAAAAATI/um2w3WEqE04/s320/IMG_1103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; examines her bounty from the Easter Bunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh the joy of posed holiday pictures!  I try and remind myself that one day she will see her baby albums and appreciate all of the memories that have been diligently documented on her behalf but right now she's just not that into is so I've learned to take what you get with these photo sessions sometimes.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; was a good sport for the outdoor pictures seeing as how she was exhausted from church.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; is still too young to truly appreciate Easter and all the joy that the Easter Bunny brings but I enjoyed myself and made sure that she looked her Easter best and was fully accessorized as far as babies go.  I think next year that she will need a little Easter purse and hat though.  Anyway, the Easter Bunny (you never know if she reads this or not but I don't want to be the one that shatters her dreams) filled her personalized basket and made sure that there were lots of fun things for her to find.  She especially liked her bubbles and toothbrushes.  We had fun playing with those this afternoon.  We had Jon's mom and sister over for Easter dinner and had a nice time as a family.  Jon made an excellent North Carolina style mustard glazed ham and we all enjoyed the good food.  All in all it was a good day.&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/3552641030229527682-6606174838128983768?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6606174838128983768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=6606174838128983768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/6606174838128983768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/6606174838128983768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SeLVAyAl3dI/AAAAAAAAATo/wttJTHAigHE/s72-c/IMG_1090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-7585381219943649217</id><published>2009-04-11T22:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:39:09.882-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to a Guinea Pig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SeFugcbomRI/AAAAAAAAATA/-wQlO2yNuhU/s1600-h/IMG_1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323657738195605778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SeFugcbomRI/AAAAAAAAATA/-wQlO2yNuhU/s320/IMG_1089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trigger lounges around in her cage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this past Friday morning the Wood family mourned a sad loss in their extended furry/feathered family, Trigger the guinea pig passed away peacefully in her cage at the ripe old age of 2 1/2 years. She will be sorely missed by all of us. It is already eerily quiet downstairs (that's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;considerable&lt;/span&gt; feat when you figure that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mischka's&lt;/span&gt; meow alone can wake the dead- no pun intended) without her inevitable squeals of desire whenever anyone rustles a plastic bag- she was quite convinced that these crinkling bags would contain hay- one of her most favorite treats in the whole world. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; brought joy into our world when Grandpa Lancaster was alive and would look forward to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;section&lt;/span&gt; from his daily orange every morning like clockwork. She was a sweet little creature and we miss her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-7585381219943649217?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7585381219943649217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=7585381219943649217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/7585381219943649217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/7585381219943649217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2009/04/ode-to-guinea-pig.html' title='Ode to a Guinea Pig'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SeFugcbomRI/AAAAAAAAATA/-wQlO2yNuhU/s72-c/IMG_1089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-6950961422504013847</id><published>2009-04-07T22:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:45:36.420-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woolamina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>9 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sdwpds4jU2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/INqMAIF9TeE/s1600-h/IMG_1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322174449886384994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sdwpds4jU2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/INqMAIF9TeE/s320/IMG_1075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; grins at the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdwpdWKkpOI/AAAAAAAAASw/06oj0xUma-A/s1600-h/IMG_1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322174443787953378" style="WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdwpdWKkpOI/AAAAAAAAASw/06oj0xUma-A/s320/IMG_1082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; tries to crawl away from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Woolamina&lt;/span&gt; and the photo session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sdwpc1HWFcI/AAAAAAAAASo/o9HiGHPnZmo/s1600-h/IMG_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322174434916046274" style="WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sdwpc1HWFcI/AAAAAAAAASo/o9HiGHPnZmo/s320/IMG_1087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a cute smile for mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to believe that we have managed to keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; alive for 3/4 of a year already. Time sure does fly. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; went in for her 9 month check-up today and she officially weighs 23.0 lbs,. and is 29.0" long. She is still a big, tall, healthy girl. Dr. Travis says she is right on track developmentally which means she's supposed to throw fits on daily basis. I guess I can just chalk up the crankiness to teething and plain old development. I also just realized that I forgot to mention that Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; is the proud &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;possessor&lt;/span&gt; of 2 very cute and very sharp teeth (on the bottom).  I would post a picture of her cute toothy smile but she won't open her mouth for anything other than food.  I'm just glad she still takes 2 naps a day so I last have a passing shot at sanity. We still have lots of fun together and I will be sure and pass on any exciting news (crawling, walking, new teeth) to her adoring public when it happens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-6950961422504013847?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6950961422504013847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=6950961422504013847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/6950961422504013847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/6950961422504013847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2009/04/9-months-old.html' title='9 months old!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/Sdwpds4jU2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/INqMAIF9TeE/s72-c/IMG_1075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-7208107225389066158</id><published>2009-04-05T22:36:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:46:14.060-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma Ann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Grandma Ann'sVisit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmHRCjIiDI/AAAAAAAAASg/LS6MtzPc1k0/s1600-h/IMG_1056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321433161526708274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmHRCjIiDI/AAAAAAAAASg/LS6MtzPc1k0/s320/IMG_1056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Geagen snuggle on the couch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmHQjaO82I/AAAAAAAAASY/e9UHP_jx6mY/s1600-h/IMG_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321433153167881058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmHQjaO82I/AAAAAAAAASY/e9UHP_jx6mY/s320/IMG_1045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Ann feeds Geagen lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmHQZvYU3I/AAAAAAAAASQ/DKtpOVSVQ6s/s1600-h/IMG_1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321433150572221298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmHQZvYU3I/AAAAAAAAASQ/DKtpOVSVQ6s/s320/IMG_1025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Ann brushes Geagen's hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmHQJFTXHI/AAAAAAAAASI/hpquzBiJmN4/s1600-h/IMG_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321433146100767858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmHQJFTXHI/AAAAAAAAASI/hpquzBiJmN4/s320/IMG_1016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Ann plays on the floor with Geagen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm finally bloggin about my mom's visit in February. Yes-I'm aware that it is April now. In fact I just looked at my pictures and realized I only took 1 picture of Geagen in March. Sad I know but life has been busy around here. Even though we are super busy these days our lives are tragically boring. Geagen is desparately trying to crawl and hasn't quite gotten the hang of it yet. She keeps getting her legs stuck under here and then she freaks out. She can get around but it's mostly a mixture of the army crawl and scooting on her butt. It's funny to watch but it gets her a few places- thankfully not any long distances. She is also learing how to feed herself which makes things interesting. She loves Cheerios (just like her Mommy and Grandpa Dick- it's in her blood) and picking things up from her high chair tray. Jon has been busy helping fence our pasture in order to put a cow in it. Soon we will have a Black Angus heifer living in it and hopefully a calf in the spring if all goes according to plan. Jon has also been planning and planting our vegetable garden as well. I promise pictures when there are more exciting things to look at. During spring break Jon and I were able to get away for a night in Boise sans baby. We went to the Anniversary Inn which is a bed and breakfast with themed rooms. We chose the "Sultan's Palace" that had life-size elephants coming through the walls. Other than that, Geagen and I are looking forward to our upcoming visit to California in a few weeks and I'm sure Jon is looking forward to the peace and quiet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to Grandma Ann's visit. It was fun to visit with her and for her to get to know Geagen better. They hadn't seen each other since Thanksgiving and Geagen wasn't a whole lot of fun back then. She was kind of a lump- but a cute lump nonetheless. Geagen showed her all of her tricks- eating solid foods, rolling over, sitting up, etc. and Grandma Ann was thrilled. We also did some shopping because Geagen didn't have enough clothes (okay we just needed an excuse to go to Target and they have super cute baby clothes) and some super cute summer clothes that I can't wait for her to wear. Since Jon was gone for most of that week it was just nice to relax and not have to worry about anything boring like ironing or making lunches. We're glad Grandma Ann was able to come and are looking forward to her visit when she comes here with Grandpa Dick for Mother's Day weekend.&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/3552641030229527682-7208107225389066158?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7208107225389066158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=7208107225389066158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/7208107225389066158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/7208107225389066158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandma-annsvisit.html' title='Grandma Ann&apos;sVisit'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmHRCjIiDI/AAAAAAAAASg/LS6MtzPc1k0/s72-c/IMG_1056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-3122524052644192639</id><published>2009-04-05T22:17:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:46:46.812-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cats'/><title type='text'>Badgley loves Geagen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmDh3CGyWI/AAAAAAAAASA/Hes679TlFqg/s1600-h/IMG_1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321429052446656866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmDh3CGyWI/AAAAAAAAASA/Hes679TlFqg/s320/IMG_1068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Badgley&lt;/span&gt; headbutts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmDhl7zw2I/AAAAAAAAAR4/vSKcuaxR3eg/s1600-h/IMG_1065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321429047856841570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmDhl7zw2I/AAAAAAAAAR4/vSKcuaxR3eg/s320/IMG_1065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Badgley&lt;/span&gt; is very interested in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmDhXHlmwI/AAAAAAAAARw/PCsBB6jE79U/s1600-h/IMG_1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321429043879713538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmDhXHlmwI/AAAAAAAAARw/PCsBB6jE79U/s320/IMG_1063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Badgley&lt;/span&gt; lets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; gently pet him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmDhLbLjsI/AAAAAAAAARo/BV2oiVTrFBY/s1600-h/IMG_1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321429040740667074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmDhLbLjsI/AAAAAAAAARo/BV2oiVTrFBY/s320/IMG_1061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Badgley&lt;/span&gt; waits patiently for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; to lose interest in the shelves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sweet little 11 1/2 year cat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Badgley&lt;/span&gt; has finally decided that this noisy stinky creature that we call a baby really isn't so bad after all. At first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Badgley&lt;/span&gt; was terrified of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; and afraid that she might hurt him. When you're only 9 pounds or so a baby can do a lot of damage so he was probably smart to stay away. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Mischka&lt;/span&gt; originally thought that the baby was the cat's meow and couldn't get enough of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; scratching her back for her. Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; decided that this was so much fun that she would screech with delight while petting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Mischka&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Mischka&lt;/span&gt; decided to head for the hills. The cutest part all of this is that this has been all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Badgley's&lt;/span&gt; idea. I'm very surprised that he has been brave enough to lay upside down on the floor while waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; to notice him. Now that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; has made such a good friend in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Badgley&lt;/span&gt; and he is willing to stick around when I'm holding her now she has become obsessed with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Badgley's&lt;/span&gt; tail. So far she has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;unsuccessful&lt;/span&gt; in her attempts. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Badgley&lt;/span&gt; is grateful for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3552641030229527682-3122524052644192639?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3122524052644192639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=3122524052644192639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/3122524052644192639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/3122524052644192639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2009/04/badgley-loves-geagen.html' title='Badgley loves Geagen'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SdmDh3CGyWI/AAAAAAAAASA/Hes679TlFqg/s72-c/IMG_1068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-6324351365786821649</id><published>2009-03-09T01:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T01:06:41.215-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spacing?!?!</title><content type='html'>Something seems to have gone haywire with the spacing in my most recent posts.  I always put spaces between the last picture and the text as well as in between paragraphs but am having no luck.  They disappear once I publish the post!  Has it been so long since I last posted that I've forgotten or is there some evil widget out to get me?  One never knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-6324351365786821649?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6324351365786821649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=6324351365786821649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/6324351365786821649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/6324351365786821649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2009/03/spacing.html' title='Spacing?!?!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-8791182139033511410</id><published>2009-03-08T23:58:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T01:03:46.327-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>At Long Last!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SbS4kK_VtzI/AAAAAAAAARg/f6qLs81HNHc/s1600-h/IMG_1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311072792141477682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SbS4kK_VtzI/AAAAAAAAARg/f6qLs81HNHc/s320/IMG_1034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sittin&lt;/span&gt;' pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SbS4j7fGbII/AAAAAAAAARY/4e9CtZNTYZM/s1600-h/IMG_1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311072787979725954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SbS4j7fGbII/AAAAAAAAARY/4e9CtZNTYZM/s320/IMG_1032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; shows us her happy side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SbS3F1mHfII/AAAAAAAAARQ/I8SSybrNdoA/s1600-h/IMG_1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311071171490839682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SbS3F1mHfII/AAAAAAAAARQ/I8SSybrNdoA/s320/IMG_1050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; models one of her church dresses- she looks thrilled to be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SbS3EyLnbAI/AAAAAAAAARA/yllR-dxStK4/s1600-h/IMG_1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311071153394510850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SbS3EyLnbAI/AAAAAAAAARA/yllR-dxStK4/s320/IMG_1040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; indulges in an invigorating bubble bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SbS3ERchpvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/PqCiszY4i00/s1600-h/IMG_1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311071144607065842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SbS3ERchpvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/PqCiszY4i00/s320/IMG_1036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This duck tastes great mom! Do you have the recipe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's been a little while since I've posted. It seems that life has gotten in the way once again. Things have finally settled back down and are slowly returning to normal. Jon has been travelling extensively for the past 6 weeks and is home with us until the end of the school year in May. Grandma Ann came up for a visit a few weeks ago- pictures to be posted in the near future. There really isn't much news except for me getting a hair cut- same style just hadn't been cut in 8 months (I was still pregnant at the time) so I was in desperate need of a trim. I also went out and got some fantastic new jeans and got to get out of the house without little miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; to have a child-free shopping trip with my friend Dawn. Jon picked out some new glasses and I'm doing the same on Tuesday. I did a little bit of browsing the selection already and can't decide between a swirly magenta pair or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; and white glasses with cut-out temples. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's kind of sad when you think that as busy as we have been that we probably lead the most boring life in existence. Today for example Jon and I read the ads for the local case-lot sales at the grocery stores and debated the merits of various types of food for our food storage as well as comparing prices. As if that wasn't stimulating enough we took apart our vacuum together since it wasn't working this evening. We discovered that with our purple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dyson&lt;/span&gt; you're supposed to wash the filter every 6 months. We didn't get the memo- it'd never been cleaned in the 2 years we've had it. We also went to our niece &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mikayla's&lt;/span&gt; 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party in Boise yesterday and took advantage of the opportunity to do a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; shopping while we were at it. We ended up getting a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;stereo&lt;/span&gt; so we can plug in Jorge (the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;) and also listen to the radio with both speakers. Our old boom-box was dying a slow death one speaker at a time. We also looked at cordless phones and answering machines (you didn't believe me when I said boring did you?) and had no idea of all the complexities involved in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;making&lt;/span&gt; such a purchase- multiple handsets?, digital or analog?, color display? It was ultimately decided that it would be best to put off said purchase until more research had been completed. So that's our a life in a nutshell. More to follow as it unfolds.&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/3552641030229527682-8791182139033511410?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8791182139033511410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=8791182139033511410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/8791182139033511410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/8791182139033511410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2009/03/at-long-last.html' title='At Long Last!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SbS4kK_VtzI/AAAAAAAAARg/f6qLs81HNHc/s72-c/IMG_1034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-4685511717360654315</id><published>2009-02-08T20:16:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T01:01:54.418-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>We're Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SY-jmAyv1dI/AAAAAAAAAQo/tz-W37MjJEk/s1600-h/IMG_1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300635159881569746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SY-jmAyv1dI/AAAAAAAAAQo/tz-W37MjJEk/s320/IMG_1013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; and her daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SY-jlljTtuI/AAAAAAAAAQg/cVXQ195Ymyo/s1600-h/IMG_1012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300635152569054946" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SY-jlljTtuI/AAAAAAAAAQg/cVXQ195Ymyo/s320/IMG_1012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; in her polar bear outfit- quit possibly my most favorite outfit ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SY-jlSvFOiI/AAAAAAAAAQY/aqNcFlSfXsc/s1600-h/IMG_1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300635147518163490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SY-jlSvFOiI/AAAAAAAAAQY/aqNcFlSfXsc/s320/IMG_1009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; tries to find her happy place unsuccessfully &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SY-jlBgEXwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/1wa7d7_GGe0/s1600-h/IMG_1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300635142891790082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SY-jlBgEXwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/1wa7d7_GGe0/s320/IMG_1004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; wears her serious face with her new dolly from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Iler&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Wilma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a crazy month or so since I last blogged. The sad part is that while we have been super busy we haven't really done much. Jon has been in and out keeping himself busy at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;middle&lt;/span&gt; school in addition to travelling a great deal on school business. We have also been refinancing our house and it seems like I have been making phone calls left and right to get everything straight with the lender and title company- in between the meltdowns of course. It's sad when one of the highlights of your week is getting baby food on sale at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Albertson's&lt;/span&gt;. Not only was it 10 for $4 but I saved a grand total of $49.52 on all of my groceries for the month. The funny part about our life these days is that we are so busy with appointments and other commitments that I was going to call and invite some friends over for dinner the other day until I looked on the calendar and realized that there only 4 nights in February that we didn't have anything going on so the entertaining will be put on hold until March when things settle down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; has had a rough month and I hope and pray that this phase will pass soon. Separation anxiety has set in and there seems to be no way to avoid the all the tears. I'm actually kind of torn with all of this drama- part of me desperately wants to get away for just a minute (that's really all I want) to go and do dishes, laundry or just be by myself. Poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; gets so upset and I feel bad that she thinks I'm leaving forever so now I just keep her where she can see me. She's so broken up about all of this that she has lost the will to jump in her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jumperoo&lt;/span&gt; unless someone is right next to her. Jon and Robin have been especially wonderful during this phase- it's not uncommon to pass her off to one of them after a long day for a short break. The other drama with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; is that she still sleeps completely swaddled which is fantastic because she's all snug and secure and sleeps for 12 hours straight (most nights) but she won't sleep without being swaddled so we are trying to figure out how to gradually wean her off her swaddling blanket. The only problem with this plan is that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; has a cold and has become even more clingy and she doesn't feel good and is just miserable which means any sort of change is bad and therefore must be put on hold until the sniffles are gone. &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/3552641030229527682-4685511717360654315?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4685511717360654315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=4685511717360654315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4685511717360654315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4685511717360654315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-triumphant-return.html' title='We&apos;re Back!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SY-jmAyv1dI/AAAAAAAAAQo/tz-W37MjJEk/s72-c/IMG_1013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-1979108082712766620</id><published>2009-01-14T23:20:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T12:03:35.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woolamina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>The Long Anticipated Jumperoo Footage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SW7W2zkT82I/AAAAAAAAAQA/cvSauxemkdY/s1600-h/IMG_0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291402849250702178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SW7W2zkT82I/AAAAAAAAAQA/cvSauxemkdY/s320/IMG_0986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen with Woolamina at 6 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SW7W2vttZKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/UxGIiVNqA-o/s1600-h/IMG_0990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291402848216376482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SW7W2vttZKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/UxGIiVNqA-o/s320/IMG_0990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen has her mouth open ready to eat her fingers- so not surprising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SW7W2LNOOSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/PtavNXIxDiQ/s1600-h/IMG_0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291402838416439586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SW7W2LNOOSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/PtavNXIxDiQ/s320/IMG_0979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen likes her ball from Great Aunt Barbara and Great Uncle Paul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SW7W1wC75LI/AAAAAAAAAPo/TpMExOPipwY/s1600-h/IMG_0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291402831125537970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SW7W1wC75LI/AAAAAAAAAPo/TpMExOPipwY/s320/IMG_0983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen is clearly deep in thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-25d6d5687e6fb577" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D25d6d5687e6fb577%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331208087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB316F4020E88A2502D1B89AE28323204BC9FFDF.3A2B4D5F659709110DCCFAFC879A672EF38055A3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D25d6d5687e6fb577%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DChREsuuXRNy19kHfqIsN2wsmvCI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D25d6d5687e6fb577%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331208087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB316F4020E88A2502D1B89AE28323204BC9FFDF.3A2B4D5F659709110DCCFAFC879A672EF38055A3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D25d6d5687e6fb577%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DChREsuuXRNy19kHfqIsN2wsmvCI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not entirely sure why this is sideways but it took 10 minutes to upload so it's staying. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have finally taken some new pictures of Miss Geagen Grace and am amazed at how much she has grown and changed in the last 6 months. I took her for her 6 month check-up today and she weighs 18 lbs. 6 ounces and is 27 1/4" long. She's in the 90% for height and weight. She's a healthy girl with an even healthier appetite. Her favorite food of the moment is pureed pears but could be replaced at any time by another fruit or vegetable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is just starting to sit up by herself and is even playing with toys while sitting. This a very good thing. Maybe I can leave the room for a minute or two to do laundry or dishes and not have her scream. I figure as long as she's looking at the floor I can't some stuff done around the house. She also really likes her jumperoo and does a funny little dance when she jumps- it's really quite cute- even if it is sideways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-1979108082712766620?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=25d6d5687e6fb577&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1979108082712766620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=1979108082712766620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/1979108082712766620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/1979108082712766620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-anticipated-jumperoo-footage.html' title='The Long Anticipated Jumperoo Footage'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SW7W2zkT82I/AAAAAAAAAQA/cvSauxemkdY/s72-c/IMG_0986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-7083385519471551380</id><published>2009-01-12T23:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:26:24.076-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>We're Still Here</title><content type='html'>I just realized it has been 11 days since my last post and some of my gentle readers (you know who you are) are getting a little antsy.  The new year has been interesting so far.  Okay- not really but it sounds better than what's really been going on around here.  Jon was home for Christmas break for 2 1/2 weeks and it just seems like we didn't get a whole lot done- which is not necessarily a bad thing it just makes things complicated when it's time to go back into a normal routine.  In addition to to settling back into our old schedule I have been busily trying to implement our New Year's Resolutions as a family as well as my own personal resolutions.  So far things have been going really with the possible exception of starting my housecleaning schedule to make my life run more smoothly.  Stuff just comes up- today the van battery was giving me fits by not starting so I was waiting around for a tow truck and consequently unable to take Geagen to her 6 month check-up (For the record she was devastated.  I will be taking her sometime this week so there is still time to guess her weight.).  And for some odd reason if things aren't done that would in theory violate my new housecleaning schedule (for example: the basket of ironing that seems to be mocking me as I type) they seem to make it impossible to begin the new routine because I would be ironing on Tuesday instead of Friday which is the appointed day to slave over a hot ironing board.  Don't even bother asking- it's just one of the joys of OCD.  I've embraced it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long story short- I haven't taken any pictures of Geagen for the past 2 weeks or so.  I'll get around to it on Picture Day once I assign a day of the week for that and the stars align.  I haven't forgotten about the blog or anything like that so please don't despair.  I promise to document Geagen's new achievement of sitting up all by herself.  It's really quite cute.  And if I can figure out how to download video I will post video of Geagen in her jumperoo and the little jumping dance she does.  It's really cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-7083385519471551380?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7083385519471551380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=7083385519471551380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/7083385519471551380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/7083385519471551380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2009/01/were-still-here.html' title='We&apos;re Still Here'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-4445582598900082116</id><published>2009-01-01T21:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:26:56.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SV2Vz05gHmI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XC2QYWDbz0c/s1600-h/thanksgiving+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286546255208521314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SV2Vz05gHmI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XC2QYWDbz0c/s320/thanksgiving+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alturas&lt;/span&gt; at Thanksgiving- note the goats in the background- it just fits somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SV2VzWinXrI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tGWyzcPlTnA/s1600-h/thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286546247059463858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SV2VzWinXrI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tGWyzcPlTnA/s320/thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is as close as we got a family picture since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geagen's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blessing&lt;/span&gt; 5 months ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year has dawned and we are still exhausted from the hustle and bustle of 2008.  It's hard to believe Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; Grace is almost 6 months old.  December was especially busy with Jon's knee surgery in addition to all of the holiday festivities.  We didn't get around to Christmas cards this year- not only did we not have any spare time but we just couldn't fit in it this year's Christmas budget.  We knew what Dave would say and we knew that it was good advice to save the money.  Besides, we have the blog this year.  Next year we hope to not only have a Christmas card with a photo in it but a newsletter so we can torture you all with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;minutiae&lt;/span&gt; of our thrilling life under a rock in East Podunk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-4445582598900082116?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4445582598900082116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=4445582598900082116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4445582598900082116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4445582598900082116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SV2Vz05gHmI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XC2QYWDbz0c/s72-c/thanksgiving+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-4058812917737314310</id><published>2008-12-25T19:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:54:20.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike and Kim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Geagen's First Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SVRDurxfrYI/AAAAAAAAAPE/wYY2kQUq7FI/s1600-h/IMG_0964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283922732115799426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SVRDurxfrYI/AAAAAAAAAPE/wYY2kQUq7FI/s320/IMG_0964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; talks to her Auntie Lori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SVRDuNBk5TI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WTloaIvy7CU/s1600-h/IMG_0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283922723861751090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SVRDuNBk5TI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WTloaIvy7CU/s320/IMG_0953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; models her new John Deere outfit with Auntie Robin's assistance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SVRDtw0kW8I/AAAAAAAAAO0/III3-p2p-0I/s1600-h/IMG_0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283922716290997186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SVRDtw0kW8I/AAAAAAAAAO0/III3-p2p-0I/s320/IMG_0948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Robin fixes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geagen's&lt;/span&gt; outfit on the fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SVRDtisbBzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/CwJ6BVJQs44/s1600-h/IMG_0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283922712498734898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SVRDtisbBzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/CwJ6BVJQs44/s320/IMG_0947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; doing two of her favorite things: sucking her fingers and jumping in the jumper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SVRDtNNxGYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/j9JgacePeTE/s1600-h/IMG_0946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283922706733013378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SVRDtNNxGYI/AAAAAAAAAOk/j9JgacePeTE/s320/IMG_0946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; really likes the jumper she got from Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a big year of firsts for us- especially Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; Grace. Today we celebrated a relatively quiet Christmas with our family. Jon, G&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;eagen&lt;/span&gt; and I opened our stockings and presents together before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Grandma&lt;/span&gt; Jeanne, Auntie Robin and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Uncle&lt;/span&gt; Scott came over for presents and breakfast. Later on Jon's sister Lori and her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; came over for presents and visiting. Jon's brother Mike and his wife Kim came over later too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; got lots of presents: she got her jumper, some books and toys as well as her very own John Deere ensemble. She wasn't really sure what to do with it all but she seemed to take it in stride. Hopefully in the coming weeks she will start to play with her presents. Now Jon and I have to figure out what to do with all the toys that seem to be multiplying at an alarming rate. Jon may be out in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wood shop&lt;/span&gt; making a toy box soon. If so- there will be pictures.&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/3552641030229527682-4058812917737314310?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4058812917737314310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=4058812917737314310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4058812917737314310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4058812917737314310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/12/geagens-first-christmas.html' title='Geagen&apos;s First Christmas'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SVRDurxfrYI/AAAAAAAAAPE/wYY2kQUq7FI/s72-c/IMG_0964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-468359414014549125</id><published>2008-12-17T16:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T16:50:58.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Snow Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SUmPEXSbG-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/R4WwFbR3bsA/s1600-h/IMG_0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280909343202155490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SUmPEXSbG-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/R4WwFbR3bsA/s320/IMG_0940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen asleep in her carseat- her eyes covered by her beanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SUmPD7_0mqI/AAAAAAAAAOU/hPq56T7qHsI/s1600-h/IMG_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280909335876377250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SUmPD7_0mqI/AAAAAAAAAOU/hPq56T7qHsI/s320/IMG_0937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen is like Randy from "A Christmas Story"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been bitterly cold here in Nyssa for the past few days- today the high temperature was a whopping 18F.  Geagen and I had to go and get our visiting teaching done despite the cols so she got bundled up in her hat, mittens and snowsuit.  The best part about the snowsuit is that I got for $1.59!  Thank heavens for the clothing stash in the basement.  It will be a tragic day when she grows out of this snowsuit.  I have the feeling she won't be in it much longer.  She has already grown taller since Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-468359414014549125?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/468359414014549125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=468359414014549125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/468359414014549125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/468359414014549125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SUmPEXSbG-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/R4WwFbR3bsA/s72-c/IMG_0940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-2174038483860169015</id><published>2008-12-17T16:35:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T16:42:35.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Food Glorious Food!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SUmNK6w3LoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/yArhradDU-o/s1600-h/IMG_0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280907256781024898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SUmNK6w3LoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/yArhradDU-o/s320/IMG_0935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; tries green beans for the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SUmNKkGKCKI/AAAAAAAAAOE/XXHKC4c04PI/s1600-h/IMG_0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280907250696325282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SUmNKkGKCKI/AAAAAAAAAOE/XXHKC4c04PI/s320/IMG_0933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; makes a face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; had her very first taste of vegetables on Sunday. We started with green beans and will soon be moving on to other vegetables. She wasn't sure about the green beans at first by only taking a few bites but now she eats a whole jar of baby food now. Tomorrow we move on to peas. Life is exciting in the Wood household. Yes indeed it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-2174038483860169015?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2174038483860169015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=2174038483860169015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/2174038483860169015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/2174038483860169015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/12/geagen-tries-green-beans-for-first-time.html' title='Food Glorious Food!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SUmNK6w3LoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/yArhradDU-o/s72-c/IMG_0935.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-4570893979932833292</id><published>2008-12-13T23:52:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T16:42:58.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Santa!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SUStTOXHf9I/AAAAAAAAAN8/fAJHI1A7W0Y/s1600-h/December.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279535208969240530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SUStTOXHf9I/AAAAAAAAAN8/fAJHI1A7W0Y/s320/December.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; is fascinated by Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; to go see Santa on Saturday. She wore her new Hannah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Andersson&lt;/span&gt; sweater outfit so she wold not clash with Santa and looked positively adorable. She wasn't quite sure what to make of him but she wasn't afraid. I didn't realize that when I took her to go and see Santa at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart (I wasn't gong to drive to Boise just to see Santa- I had to draw the line somewhere.) that it was a little on the ghetto side: Santa was in a chair draped with red tablecloth in the middle of the garden department with customers weaving in and out. Oh well- she won't remember it and my conscience will be clear knowing that she didn't miss out on seeing Santa at the tender age of 5 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- Just wanted to let everyone know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; can now roll over from her tummy to her back. She first did this last Saturday and since perfected this maneuver. If I can catch it on video I will be sure and post it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-4570893979932833292?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4570893979932833292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=4570893979932833292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4570893979932833292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4570893979932833292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/12/santa.html' title='Santa!!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SUStTOXHf9I/AAAAAAAAAN8/fAJHI1A7W0Y/s72-c/December.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-4271536081842012752</id><published>2008-12-04T23:17:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:28:42.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>It's All Over From Here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/STjIKah0t3I/AAAAAAAAAN0/YVI4j2OkN3k/s1600-h/IMG_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276187044709971826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/STjIKah0t3I/AAAAAAAAAN0/YVI4j2OkN3k/s320/IMG_0879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon feeds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; cereal for the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/STjIKBqq6hI/AAAAAAAAANs/WFOGuUIzZTg/s1600-h/IMG_0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276187038036191762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/STjIKBqq6hI/AAAAAAAAANs/WFOGuUIzZTg/s320/IMG_0878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official...our daughter is growing up in front of our very eyes. Yesterday she had her very first big girl meal: rice cereal. She sat in her high chair and absolutely chowed down. It was not the disaster that the baby books warn you about. It went suspiciously well. The only problem we had was that we couldn't keep the food coming fast enough. Jon and I are both afraid that if she gets a taste of people food before she's done with baby food that she may never go back. This could be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; eating like a big girl in her high chair but she is even threatening to roll over from her tummy to her back. She's about 3/4 of the way there already. In addition, it looks like she is teething too. This makes her exceptionally cranky. Heaven help us when she starts talking back! We promise to keep you all posted on any more milestones as they happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-4271536081842012752?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4271536081842012752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=4271536081842012752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4271536081842012752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4271536081842012752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/12/it.html' title='It&apos;s All Over From Here...'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/STjIKah0t3I/AAAAAAAAAN0/YVI4j2OkN3k/s72-c/IMG_0879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-4317078974356162346</id><published>2008-11-23T23:45:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:28:55.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Becky's Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpO6NJntcI/AAAAAAAAANU/FjkqIs-Y-oE/s1600-h/IMG_0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272113075659978178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpO6NJntcI/AAAAAAAAANU/FjkqIs-Y-oE/s320/IMG_0863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen and Susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpO5rllm7I/AAAAAAAAANM/JquSNjulAgg/s1600-h/IMG_0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272113066650475442" style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpO5rllm7I/AAAAAAAAANM/JquSNjulAgg/s320/IMG_0861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpO5YcRi-I/AAAAAAAAANE/2GNVz0DDJ0s/s1600-h/IMG_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272113061511138274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpO5YcRi-I/AAAAAAAAANE/2GNVz0DDJ0s/s320/IMG_0860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen and Becky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpO5GsrUQI/AAAAAAAAAM8/fz6XEoaIRmo/s1600-h/IMG_0857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272113056748097794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpO5GsrUQI/AAAAAAAAAM8/fz6XEoaIRmo/s320/IMG_0857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geagen standing on mommy's lap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend my friend Becky came over from Bend to spend the weekend and we had lots of fun. We went to my ward's Super Saturday and learned how to make cinnamon rolls and hairbows- very useful things to know how to make. We really enjoyed making the bows and found ourselves in JoAnns going crazy over 25 cent ribbon. We now have every color so we can match hairbows to hair color and outfit. It was fun just giggle and be silly. I'm sure Jon thought we were crazy but that's nothing new. I glad Becky could come over and get to know Geagen. &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/3552641030229527682-4317078974356162346?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4317078974356162346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=4317078974356162346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4317078974356162346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4317078974356162346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/beckys-visit.html' title='Becky&apos;s Visit'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpO6NJntcI/AAAAAAAAANU/FjkqIs-Y-oE/s72-c/IMG_0863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-1956846188707256162</id><published>2008-11-20T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:05:13.968-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Toy Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ89MB81fI/AAAAAAAAAMI/EjC-klBeXMw/s1600-h/Geagen+in+her+boppy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266534204899644914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ89MB81fI/AAAAAAAAAMI/EjC-klBeXMw/s320/Geagen+in+her+boppy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; playing in her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;boppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ88oYaQDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/iV_QkggAIYI/s1600-h/Geagen+and+crinkle+duck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266534195330170930" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ88oYaQDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/iV_QkggAIYI/s320/Geagen+and+crinkle+duck.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; loves her crinkle duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ88fmgnBI/AAAAAAAAAL4/157zyCPauKE/s1600-h/IMG_0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266534192973388818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ88fmgnBI/AAAAAAAAAL4/157zyCPauKE/s320/IMG_0811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; asleep in her baby gym after a long morning playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 4 months it seems that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; has finally discovered toys. It is so wonderful to see her playing and discovering things around her. She is learning how to entertain herself as well as play games with Jon and I. So far her favorite toys are a crinkly duck and plastic rings that snap together to make a chain. She can play with those for hours- they really help when we are travelling and on the go. We can't for Christmas when she will get her new toys- they are in the closet under the stairs already so we don't have to do any shopping. Now we just have to assemble her toys on Christmas Eve so can play with them the next morning. Hopefully we won't be up all night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-1956846188707256162?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1956846188707256162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=1956846188707256162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/1956846188707256162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/1956846188707256162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/toy-story.html' title='Toy Story'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ89MB81fI/AAAAAAAAAMI/EjC-klBeXMw/s72-c/Geagen+in+her+boppy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-2561991383685012588</id><published>2008-11-20T21:10:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:19:23.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><title type='text'>CONDEMNATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSY1BsgA8II/AAAAAAAAAMY/uk-8EoGC4kE/s1600-h/furnace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270958717125324930" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSY1BsgA8II/AAAAAAAAAMY/uk-8EoGC4kE/s320/furnace.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The condemned soul on the morning of the execution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it all started with a letter in the mail about having our furnace cleaned for $69. How could it possibly wrong we thought. Jon and I talked about it before I scheduled the appointment and agreed that it was a great idea after we hadn't done anything with the furnace since we moved in 2 years ago and Grandpa kept the thermostat set at 80 F for most of the year (usually around June or July he would the heat off until Labor Day or so) and we wore shorts in the house year round and were fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was the day of the appointment. I should have know it wasn't going to be a good one when the baby woke up on the wrong side of the crib and was super cranky all day. Turns out she has a cold so I cut her some slack and plugged in the humidifier in her room and applied &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vapo&lt;/span&gt;-rub to her chest. Jon ended up coming home sick from school that day- that NEVER happens. He hasn't come home sick from school in the 2 1/2 years that I've known him. He had a migraine so I made him lunch and sent him to bed to get some rest. I had actually forgotten about the furnace cleaning until after Jon had already come home. I just prayed that the tech wouldn't make too much noise and wake either Jon or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The technician showed up on time and I was all business- do you want me to show you where the furnace is? He tells me that he wants to tell me about the company and about himself and all of their qualifications and programs. I'm thinking that they're going to try and hard-sell us some service plan when he's done with the cleaning and inspection and am dreading this sales pitch. Finally he's done with his spiel and even invites me to watch the proceedings. I thought why not-both Jon and the baby are asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing he notices is that the flame guard is up and is allowing the ignition spark to melt the wires. So he puts the flame guard down and moves on to something else. (I'm not going to even mention that the flue was unhooked- it probably happened when the plumbers were re plumbing the hall bathroom in March 2007- and was spewing carbon monoxide into our house.) He then finds the first petrified mouse carcass. I was starting to be fearful at this point. Then he moves on to the blower and finds the second petrified muse carcass and also tells me that the blower needs to be taken apart and cleaned which is not included in the $69 cleaning and will cost an additional $99. I tell him that I need to talk it over with my husband who is home sick from work and is asleep upstairs. Now it's time to do a video inspection of the heat exchangers. He used water to check for cracks and leaks- if it came through to the other side then there were cracks. We had cracks in 4 out 5 of the heat exchanger vents. Then he tells me that our furnace is ancient- 30 plus years (made me feel real good) and that it's all one piece and even if they could put in a new heat exchanger that they don't make parts for old furnaces these days. I'm thinking to myself that in a few years we can get a new furnace because how bad can it be? Turns out those cracks were also leaking carbon monoxide in the house too and that he would have to "condemn" (I swear I'm not making this up!) our furnace and unplug it and turn off the gas line right then and there. Trying not to cry and not knowing what else to do I went upstairs to get my husband. He'd been asleep for 3 hours and he didn't even hear when I opened the door. I finally get him awake and he's under the influence of migraine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; and has no idea where he is, who I am or what I'm jabbering about. I finally get through to him and explain the gravity of the situation. I desperately needed him to talk some sense into this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;technician&lt;/span&gt; because our furnace was fine- we'd had it on since September and we were all fine with no problems. Jon goes and talks to the technician and realizes that it's a lost cause and that we are going to have to get a new furnace- now! We ask the guy to give us a ballpark estimate of how much a new furnace costs just so we can get an idea of what we've gotten ourselves into. He says between $2,000 and $10,000. We think to ourselves that's not cheap but not the end of the world. The technician calls the home office and schedules an appointment with a "comfort specialist" to come that evening and help us pick out a new furnace. He then tells us that he's going to get some space heaters out of the truck so we won't freeze. He comes back with 2 tiny (8" x 12") space heaters and we thought he was kidding. He wasn't- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;turns&lt;/span&gt; out those little things were ceramic heaters and actually put out quite a bit of heat. We put one in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Geagen's&lt;/span&gt; room and one in the living room and waited for the "comfort specialist".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "comfort specialist" arrived he was really nice so of course Jon and I befriended him. It took a little over 3 hours for all of the measuring and decisions, etc. because we would get so busy chatting. We decided to upgrade to a 90% efficient furnace so we could save on energy costs and also added central air because they were already going to be in there and we might as well do it right the first time. We got a super efficient heat pump (16 seers) and we signed all the paperwork and realized this was going to cost a small fortune but were glad because Jon had just gotten a raise after lengthy union &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;negotiations&lt;/span&gt;. We had to add &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;duct work&lt;/span&gt; and upgrade our electrical from 100 amp service to 200 amp service and that added to the cost. Jon did calculate that the system we chose would pay for itself in energy savings in 14 years- the silver lining. We agree that the installers will be here on Wednesday morning after the electrician was out to bid out his portion of the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning rolls around and Jon wakes me up and announces that after doing some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; research he is reasonably sure that he has pink eye. He was right about that and called in sick and got a substitute for the next 2 days. Since he felt good but was contagious we decided that it was a great time to clean the crap out of the basement. It took the better part of the day but we got lots done before the installers came. The project manager and "comfort specialist" came by to see what this job would entail. Then we found out that the 16 seer heat pump was out of stock and that all they had was 18 seer heat pump that would add an additional 15% energy efficiency to the system we were already installing. So it was a good day after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday rolls around and Jon is still home sick and we were up early tying up loose ends from the basement cleaning project. The installers come and get started. It was a slow start because everyone was trying to figure out how to orient the furnace to make the installation as easy as possible. Finally they got it worked out and started getting this moving and they made lots of progress. We found a spot for the new heat return (the old one was to small) and a new location for the programmable thermostat. Then we realized that Jon was leaving for Portland that night and that it would probably be a good idea to get things packed and any necessary laundry done. We got everything done on time and picked up the other teachers who were carpooling with Jon for the conference in Portland. (Jon went to the National Science Teachers Association conference and got to meet Adam and Jamie of the Discovery Channel show "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mythbusters&lt;/span&gt;" on Thursday morning. I will post pictures when Jon comes on Saturday with the camera.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home from the airport I discover that I have a sore throat. This is a bad omen. I get up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; morning and have a fever. I go the doctor and am somewhat relieved to just have an upper respiratory infection and not strep throat or anything like that. I also had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; get one of her shots that they were out of at her 4 month check-up. The installers were busily working away all day and told me what was going on- the electrician would be here on Monday to replace the breaker box but I would be able to use the furnace all weekend. They told me that tomorrow they would add the new vents and hook up the a/c and the heat pump. I was curious if all installations took 4 days to complete because this seemed like a very long process. It turns out that it normally only takes them one day to install a system. Leave it to Jon and I to be complicated. Then one of the pipes broke in the crawl space. We have 60 plus year old pipes around here so it was bound to happen. Of course the local hardware store didn't have the replacement pipe they need so had to put a cap on it until they could get the right pipe for it tomorrow morning. Thankfully it's the cold water pipe in the hall bathroom so it's not a huge ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late on Thursday night and I have the heat and it's wonderful. It's so warm it's practically balmy in here. Pretty soon everything will done and Jon and I will be able to give guided tours of the new system in our free time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-2561991383685012588?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2561991383685012588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=2561991383685012588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/2561991383685012588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/2561991383685012588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/condemnation.html' title='CONDEMNATION'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSY1BsgA8II/AAAAAAAAAMY/uk-8EoGC4kE/s72-c/furnace.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-8533158757944465965</id><published>2008-11-20T21:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:09:34.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a following!</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited to find out that we have fans!  I was very happy to see that Trevor and Melissa now follow our blog.  If anyone is interested I would love to have followers (because I like the attention- that's what it boils down to) please don't hesitate to click on the "follow this blog" link.  The more the merrier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-8533158757944465965?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8533158757944465965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=8533158757944465965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/8533158757944465965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/8533158757944465965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-have-following.html' title='We have a following!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-8421974354399571042</id><published>2008-11-12T20:03:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:12:42.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><title type='text'>Employee of the Month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRuZL--Oc3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/w4w7gsWpiSU/s1600-h/IMG_0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267972620301529970" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRuZL--Oc3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/w4w7gsWpiSU/s320/IMG_0855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon poses with the Employee of the Month plaque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so proud that Jon has been named Employee of the Month for Nyssa School District for October 2008. He works so hard and really loves what he does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-8421974354399571042?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8421974354399571042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=8421974354399571042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/8421974354399571042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/8421974354399571042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/employee-of-month.html' title='Employee of the Month!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRuZL--Oc3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/w4w7gsWpiSU/s72-c/IMG_0855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-4815036023351251560</id><published>2008-11-08T22:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:53:55.726-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>These boots are made for walking...not so much</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ5H0GKnJI/AAAAAAAAALw/ExNyIXGVO9k/s1600-h/Geagen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266529989406923922" style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ5H0GKnJI/AAAAAAAAALw/ExNyIXGVO9k/s320/Geagen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; at 4 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ5HV-ZiLI/AAAAAAAAALo/2hc_mWLddjM/s1600-h/Geagen%27s+boots.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266529981321283762" style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ5HV-ZiLI/AAAAAAAAALo/2hc_mWLddjM/s320/Geagen%27s+boots.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; in her red suede boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of yesterday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; is 4 months old. She got weighed and measured. She now weighs 14 lbs. 6 oz. and is 26" long. She also got her 4 month vaccinations so we had a long day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to Costco with Aunt Robin and ran a few errands. Naturally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; had to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; her best so she sported a navy blue and white striped sweater with her jeans and red suede boots. They are absolutely precious! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; was a good girl and kept them on all day- it was nice to not have to worry about losing shoes or socks for once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-4815036023351251560?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4815036023351251560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=4815036023351251560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4815036023351251560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4815036023351251560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/these-boots-are-made-for-walkingnot-so.html' title='These boots are made for walking...not so much'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ5H0GKnJI/AAAAAAAAALw/ExNyIXGVO9k/s72-c/Geagen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-4516301592349978845</id><published>2008-11-08T22:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:43:25.601-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Geagen's First Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ1dxUCYrI/AAAAAAAAALg/56ZBDMNm9a8/s1600-h/IMG_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266525968570409650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ1dxUCYrI/AAAAAAAAALg/56ZBDMNm9a8/s320/IMG_0815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen in her Halloween onesie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ1ca-BDDI/AAAAAAAAALY/b0c4irQ8Alw/s1600-h/IMG_0836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266525945392598066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ1ca-BDDI/AAAAAAAAALY/b0c4irQ8Alw/s320/IMG_0836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen in her Halloween costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ1byYZfyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ho5aoAnK7eU/s1600-h/IMG_0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266525934497398562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ1byYZfyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ho5aoAnK7eU/s320/IMG_0821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen in her Halloween pajamas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen's first Halloween was remarkably uneventful. She managed to wear all of her Halloween outfits and play with her toys. Hopefully next year she will enjoy it more next year but by most of our friends' stories the second Halloween is the most traumatic so I have the feeling things will get worse before they get better.&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/3552641030229527682-4516301592349978845?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4516301592349978845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=4516301592349978845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4516301592349978845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4516301592349978845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/geagens-first-halloween.html' title='Geagen&apos;s First Halloween'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SRZ1dxUCYrI/AAAAAAAAALg/56ZBDMNm9a8/s72-c/IMG_0815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-1125938307612957681</id><published>2008-11-03T16:57:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:44:06.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><title type='text'>2 Whole Years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SQ-S2i80ozI/AAAAAAAAAKw/1zfV92hmmaU/s1600-h/11-6-2006-76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264587955211903794" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SQ-S2i80ozI/AAAAAAAAAKw/1zfV92hmmaU/s320/11-6-2006-76.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon and Susan in front of the Sacramento temple&lt;br /&gt;November 3, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks our second anniversary. It's so funny to me that after being married for 2 years seems to have canceled out the first 30 years of my life a single person in many ways. I look back and I love how my life has changed in so many wonderful ways: who knew that being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;married&lt;/span&gt; changes the way you go grocery shopping?! Gone are the days of bean burritos and a big gulp for dinner to avoid a trip to the grocery store. It's so nice to have a wonderful husband come home who I love so much and hear all about his day and his thoughts as opposed to when I was single and couldn't wait to get back to apartment and not have to talk anyone. Now we actually have a baby to put all those baby clothes that I stockpiled over the years into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good. We have had some challenges but we have also had many triumphs. I couldn't imagine eternity without Jon. He is the love of my life, my baby's daddy and my best friend. I am a lucky woman indeed. &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/3552641030229527682-1125938307612957681?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1125938307612957681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=1125938307612957681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/1125938307612957681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/1125938307612957681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/2-whole-years.html' title='2 Whole Years!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SQ-S2i80ozI/AAAAAAAAAKw/1zfV92hmmaU/s72-c/11-6-2006-76.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-6287831104387404711</id><published>2008-10-29T22:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:38:55.288-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>The Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SQk4HRZFuEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/k5o8OCXQFjw/s1600-h/CIMG3455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262799337138010178" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SQk4HRZFuEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/k5o8OCXQFjw/s320/CIMG3455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; poses for a picture at the pumpkin patch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SQk4Gzqbs_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/uME7q8eiCdU/s1600-h/CIMG3453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262799329157690354" style="WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SQk4Gzqbs_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/uME7q8eiCdU/s320/CIMG3453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; almost smiles while having her picture taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SQk4GRbMShI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/lz7V_jNosUQ/s1600-h/CIMG3430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262799319966960146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SQk4GRbMShI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/lz7V_jNosUQ/s320/CIMG3430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; pose with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geagen's&lt;/span&gt; first pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the beginning of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Geagen's&lt;/span&gt; very first Halloween. She went the moms and kids from our play group to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; patch. She was very much a big girl and very interested in all that she saw. She particularly enjoyed the hayride pulled by a tractor- she found it very relaxing. She wasn't so sure about picking out a pumpkin so I stepped and picked one out that I found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aesthetically&lt;/span&gt; pleasing. She also posed for a few photos but since they were taken towards the end of the festivities she wasn't so sure about it- she would have much rather have had some lunch. I forgot my camera in the car so my friend Dawn kindly took pictures for us. We are most grateful for her thoughtfulness as this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;momentous&lt;/span&gt; event would have gone undocumented otherwise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-6287831104387404711?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6287831104387404711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=6287831104387404711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/6287831104387404711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/6287831104387404711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='The Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SQk4HRZFuEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/k5o8OCXQFjw/s72-c/CIMG3455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-3645579290533166726</id><published>2008-10-18T23:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:58:12.490-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma Ann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cats'/><title type='text'>Grandma's Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SPrKR7bT8rI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RJ4elUNEXME/s1600-h/IMG_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258737924267307698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SPrKR7bT8rI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RJ4elUNEXME/s320/IMG_0789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen at the football game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SPrKSA2gktI/AAAAAAAAAJw/n9qvWNQDlXQ/s1600-h/IMG_0793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258737925723558610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SPrKSA2gktI/AAAAAAAAAJw/n9qvWNQDlXQ/s320/IMG_0793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen and Grandma Ann at the football game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so excited to have Grandma Ann visiting for a few days! We have been busy- we went to the football game on Friday night (Nyssa Bulldogs vs. Grant Union Prospectors- we lost 33 to 0) and had a good time despite Nyssa's loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SPrKSTOil_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/54I5UGbL3sY/s1600-h/IMG_0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258737930656192498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SPrKSTOil_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/54I5UGbL3sY/s320/IMG_0798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen strikes a pensive pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SPrKSmcxaAI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_FoVUs-MQ3A/s1600-h/IMG_0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258737935816157186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SPrKSmcxaAI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_FoVUs-MQ3A/s320/IMG_0799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike checks on Grandma Ann and Geagen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SPrKSxcmKeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KhgbGUAU0bw/s1600-h/IMG_0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258737938768210402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SPrKSxcmKeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KhgbGUAU0bw/s320/IMG_0803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeding time at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Grandma Ann helped us plant 64 tulip bulbs and 2 peonies. We had quite a busy afternoon. Geagen and Grandma Ann had fun visiting with Spike.  We are having lots of fun together and will miss Grandma Ann when she goes home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-3645579290533166726?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3645579290533166726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=3645579290533166726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/3645579290533166726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/3645579290533166726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/10/grandmas-here.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Here!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SPrKR7bT8rI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RJ4elUNEXME/s72-c/IMG_0789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-2297909233819045301</id><published>2008-10-15T23:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:39:43.045-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>All Dressed Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SPbPSq9BPfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Su9i6b1sJ5w/s1600-h/all+dressed+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257617534676450802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SPbPSq9BPfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Su9i6b1sJ5w/s320/all+dressed+up.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; and Daddy all dressed up for church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you all know I have been collecting baby clothes for 9 years now. At &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; I was drawn to the 0-3 months clothes just because they were so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;itty&lt;/span&gt;-bitty and precious. After a while I realized that if I ever wanted any of my children to wear these clothes (I was pretty brave to buy clothes for kids I didn't have when I wasn't even dating anyone at the time.) I should probably branch out into some other sizes. Then my criteria was it had to be super cute and all the pieces of the outfit would have to be all the same size. It's so much more fun when everything matches- there are outfits that have matching pants, shirts, hats, blankets and even toys. The best part is when I would get it on clearance- I almost never paid full price for any of the baby clothes I bought. It didn't hurt that I also got my employee discount on top of the clearance prices.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I have a little girl of my very own and she has more clothes than she could possibly ever wear. The good news is that I haven't bought any clothes since at all so it has saved money that way. I keep all of the baby clothes sorted by size, gender and season in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rubbermaid&lt;/span&gt; totes in the basement and I go downstairs and go "shopping" and see what's in there that will fit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt;. I have lots of fun dressing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; every day. And if even if it's one of those really bad days like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; infamous day in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart- at least she's dressed really well and everything matches.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-2297909233819045301?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2297909233819045301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=2297909233819045301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/2297909233819045301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/2297909233819045301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-dressed-up.html' title='All Dressed Up!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SPbPSq9BPfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Su9i6b1sJ5w/s72-c/all+dressed+up.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-6981041033420165090</id><published>2008-10-10T14:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T14:15:09.165-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Tub Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SO-2RTdxfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-BbidW-vIwQ/s1600-h/IMG_0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255619698563841810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SO-2RTdxfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-BbidW-vIwQ/s320/IMG_0760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; lounging in her tub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SO-2RgdkCsI/AAAAAAAAAJI/n4Ob6XfLCrg/s1600-h/IMG_0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255619702052620994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SO-2RgdkCsI/AAAAAAAAAJI/n4Ob6XfLCrg/s320/IMG_0761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom scrubs the barnacles off Boo-Boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SO-2Rqx2LhI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/liTZXYcwb3Q/s1600-h/IMG_0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255619704822050322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SO-2Rqx2LhI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/liTZXYcwb3Q/s320/IMG_0765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking a l&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ittle&lt;/span&gt; stunned after getting out the bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SO-2R9P4CII/AAAAAAAAAJY/sevtnCwRjmI/s1600-h/IMG_0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255619709779839106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SO-2R9P4CII/AAAAAAAAAJY/sevtnCwRjmI/s320/IMG_0768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; expressing utter shock as she realizes these photos will be posted on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures were taken last week.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; is still growing like a weed.  We have finally documented one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Geagen's&lt;/span&gt; bath and now have the requisite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; baby bath pictures.  We only hope that she will hire a good shrink when she gets old enough to undo the damage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-6981041033420165090?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6981041033420165090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=6981041033420165090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/6981041033420165090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/6981041033420165090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/10/tub-time.html' title='Tub Time!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SO-2RTdxfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-BbidW-vIwQ/s72-c/IMG_0760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-3664077668740651795</id><published>2008-10-06T22:12:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:07:05.144-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cats'/><title type='text'>A Productive Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOronfnkupI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yPzEwyPb6e4/s1600-h/IMG_0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254267680481131154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOronfnkupI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yPzEwyPb6e4/s320/IMG_0738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon &amp;amp; Steve planting a honey locust tree in front of Steve's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOron-M0dDI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dlNeLoA1S0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254267688690414642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOron-M0dDI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dlNeLoA1S0Y/s320/IMG_0750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon &amp;amp; Steve planting a maple tree in front of the chicken coop at our house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOron78obbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/hQnK8DVjWWo/s1600-h/IMG_0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254267688085646770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOron78obbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/hQnK8DVjWWo/s320/IMG_0752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon puts the finishing touches on our maple tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOrooJO05BI/AAAAAAAAAIw/dRxc1WT8IxE/s1600-h/IMG_0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254267691651621906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOrooJO05BI/AAAAAAAAAIw/dRxc1WT8IxE/s320/IMG_0755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of the house looking northward from the tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon and Steve had a busy Saturday morning this past weekend. They planted 8 trees at Steve's house and 1 tree at our house. Not only were the trees large and mature, we had a severe rainstorm the night before which turned the soil into mud. They had to wrestle some of the trees to get them into position but the overall effect is really nice now that they are all planted. We are excited to have a new maple tree on the south side of our house. It will eventually mature and provide much needed shade for the hen house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that fall is upon us we are preparing for winter and trying to get as much as we can done before the ground freezes. We will be busy winterizing the garden as well as planting new bulbs for the spring. It will be exciting to see how it all turns out next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOrooVpNIzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pPRCQOLr0cA/s1600-h/IMG_0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254267694983488306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOrooVpNIzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pPRCQOLr0cA/s320/IMG_0784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The onion field across the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOrmW1IVcNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lrlQMLO9DdA/s1600-h/IMG_0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254265195174654162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOrmW1IVcNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lrlQMLO9DdA/s320/IMG_0756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon &amp;amp; Robin gleaning onions in the hailstorm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOrmXI57elI/AAAAAAAAAHo/UYrH6_UdSHg/s1600-h/IMG_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254265200482941522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOrmXI57elI/AAAAAAAAAHo/UYrH6_UdSHg/s320/IMG_0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures really do prove that we live in East Podunk. We have an onion field (this changes from year to year), a small pasture with steers and a mobile home across the street from us. We are lucky to be good friends with the farmer who farms our the land on our street. He let us glean onions from his field after it was harvested. Unfortunately this coincided with the aforementioned rainstorm and we had to get the onions out before they rotted. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; and I even went out with the Baby Bjorn before the rain started again. Spike even followed us out in to the field to lend a helping paw. Jon and Robin got caught in the hailstorm and were absolutely soaked. We got lots of onions (2 twin sheets full) and we will let them dry out and then get them into our root cellar so they will last all winter. I guess we don't have to worry about putting onions in our food storage. Now we can concentrate on other things in our food storage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOrmXbNPQPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/G0IoXzJcmWQ/s1600-h/IMG_0780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254265205395767538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOrmXbNPQPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/G0IoXzJcmWQ/s320/IMG_0780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike strikes a thoughtful pose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-3664077668740651795?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3664077668740651795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=3664077668740651795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/3664077668740651795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/3664077668740651795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/10/productive-day.html' title='A Productive Day'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOronfnkupI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yPzEwyPb6e4/s72-c/IMG_0738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-4702747225827130474</id><published>2008-10-01T23:48:00.022-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:06:27.012-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cats'/><title type='text'>Lost and Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SORyjpo5GzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dWNSBHnwpOY/s1600-h/IMG_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252449022219197234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SORyjpo5GzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dWNSBHnwpOY/s320/IMG_0737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Badgley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this morning. I'm actually surprised that it took him so long to find a comfortable napping spot in the stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SORyj3jKoiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/D2AUS3Trztw/s1600-h/IMG_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252449025953276450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SORyj3jKoiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/D2AUS3Trztw/s320/IMG_0736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Badgley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is still groggy in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been one those weeks. I feel like Sisyphus eternally pushing the rock up the hill only to have it roll back down again (go to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sisyphus"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sisyphus&lt;/a&gt; if you want the whole story). I have managed to lose more things in the last 3 days than I have in the last 6 months: my folding calculator, my collection of state quarters and most importantly- my sanity. These calculator and quarters seem trivial to the average person but I was convinced that these things were missing just to mess with my head. After spending some time looking for both items (in between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geagen's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; interminable crying spells) I did ultimately find them (my search was not in vain). I found the calculator (under the recliner) in time for my monthly trek to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Mart and when I found the quarters (in a box full of kitchen utensil- don't ask. I still can't figure that one out- I guess that's why they were lost.) I put the Alaska quarter in it's rightful spot between Arizona and Hawaii. The thing that really bugged me about the quarters was how long I had been saving them- I didn't want 9 1/2 years of faithful saving to go waste in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;determination&lt;/span&gt; to have a full set of state quarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the calculator had been found I was ready to head to the store. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I were ready- I made sure she was fed and even gave her a bath to try and relax her so she would sleep peacefully in the shopping cart. I'm not sure if it was act of great bravery or foolishness to go on the first day of the month but I went anyway. I was sure that with all of my preparations including an aisle-by-aisle indexed grocery list, a fully stocked diaper bag to ward off any sort of baby emergency, coupons and a whole bunch of cash (courtesy of Dave Ramsey's envelope system that we just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;implemented)&lt;/span&gt;, that it would be quick excursion in and out of the store because I was ready. I'm sure there have been military invasions involving less planning but I wasn't taking any chances. I should have known the trip was doomed from the start when I realized I had worn my sunglasses in the store and didn't want to waste the energy to retrieve my regular glasses from the console of the van. My next stop was the pharmacy to change our insurance plan cards- it only took 3 phone calls to straighten that out. Then I headed into the grocery aisles armed with the aforementioned list and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in her baby carrier only to realize that the bath didn't do anything except make her smell pretty. And then the crying began so we headed to the benches at the back of the store and I cracked open the formula. I made sure she was full and got rid of all the burps and made sure she was content and loaded her back into her carrier and proceeded to carry out my master plan. She slept for a few minutes and then the crying began again so I repeated the above process (by the way- there should be some sort of plaque on that bench because we have used it so much lately I feel that it is rightfully mine by now). In my wisdom I decided that I would continue on in my trek because the cupboards were bare and the pioneers wouldn't have given up so easily (they also wouldn't be shopping at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart but that is another matter altogether) and we were already halfway through our journey so I couldn't possibly abandon my quest. I also figured that since she was inconsolable that there wasn't anything I could do anyway so I might as well get the shopping done instead of just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;being&lt;/span&gt; at home with her screaming there.  Twisted logic I know.  I tried to soothe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as we made our way up and down the aisles while I was faithfully crossing things off the list and adding up the total on my calculator- sometimes it was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt; process and sometimes it wasn't. The other thing I learned is that when you have a screaming infant with you in the store everyone feels the need to see what's going on and offer some sort of advice which only served to make me feel like a total moron and slowed me down all that same time. It only took 4 1/2 hours to complete our shopping with all of the drama sandwiched in between and I did manage to stick to the cash in the envelopes which was very successful (I will say that Dave is right about spending cash- it is much more emotional than using a debit card. It was painful to say goodbye to all of the presidents- it seemed like our time together had just begun before it was over.). My sanity was truly gone by the time the last coupons and money exchanged hands. I managed to make it out of the store and started for home and felt that a stop at the gas station was in order since everything had gone so well (read: we made it out alive!).  I was especially pleased with myself because the gas station had gas 2 cents cheaper than in Nyssa- because gas is always more expensive in Nyssa.  I realized when I drove by the gas station in Nyssa that gas had dropped a full 10 cents in the 5 hours that I had been gone.  It was the last straw. Also on the way home, Jon called to see where I was because he had locked himself out of the house and wanted to know when I would be home.  I eventually made it through the front door and planned to spend the evening putting away groceries after making dinner and putting the baby to bed, but alas, this was not to be.  I no sooner got home and realized that it seemed like my bill was higher than I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;anticipated&lt;/span&gt; and hadn't given it much thought other than my calculations were probably off due to a screaming baby and a crowded store. [Please understand that the Ontario &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Mart serves the Greater So-Not-Metropolitan Area of East Podunk (at least 5 counties, 2 states and 2 time zones- nothing big). It was like something out of a Jeff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Foxworthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sketch- I had never seen such a gathering of people. It was like watching the Waffle House Wedding video (I highly recommend it if you haven't seen it already- then it will all make sense) { &lt;a href="http://www.gwinnett%20dailypost.%20com/ftp/multimed%20ia/wafflewedding%20x/publish_%20to_web"&gt;http://www.gwinnett%20dailypost.%20com/ftp/multimed%20ia/wafflewedding%20x/publish_%20to_web&lt;/a&gt;} except it was live and in person with front row tickets. It was like a train wreck that you just couldn't turn away from and you aren't sure if you should be repulsed or amused.] After scanning the receipts for clues as to where the money went I realized that I had been double-charged for my cottage cheese ($5.66 is a lot of money when you are pinching pennies!) and that a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;return&lt;/span&gt; to trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Mart was in order to ensure that my money would be refunded. Jon very sweetly offered to take me out Carl's Jr. so I wouldn't have to make dinner. He later told me that this offer was as much for the sake of my sanity (which was completely gone by this point) and the quality and safety of tonight's dinner (He figured it would either be burnt beyond all recognition &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;and require&lt;/span&gt; dental records to identify the entree or that I would have poisoned it in a crazy plot to end it all. Either way he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; taking any chances.). By this point I wasn't sure who was sobbing harder- me or the baby. A quick call to Auntie Robin ensured us we could drop off the baby and have an hour or so of peace. So off we went- we made it back to the store and our money was refunded and I swear that my Six Dollar Western Cheeseburger was the best food I have tasted since I had the baby (I have never been so excited about having beef broth and jello for dinner after not having food for over 24 hours.). Of course once we got back to Robin's house we learned that she was still screaming after a short nap to renew her strength and lung power. Thankfully by that point she was exhausted and gave in after an hour or so of Daddy rocking her to sleep. She looked like a tiny sleeping angel in her swing and I said a silent (for fear of waking her) but fervent prayer that she would sleep until morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So know you know the fateful of story of The Trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Mart on the First of the Month. Please let it be a cautionary tale to you should you decide to follow in my footsteps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-4702747225827130474?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4702747225827130474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=4702747225827130474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4702747225827130474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4702747225827130474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/10/lost-and-found.html' title='Lost and Found'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SORyjpo5GzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dWNSBHnwpOY/s72-c/IMG_0737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-5967905049827161265</id><published>2008-10-01T23:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:50:13.836-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cats'/><title type='text'>15 Seconds of Fame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SORdNJ-CgJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/g_33RD5t6SQ/s1600-h/scan0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252425546016653458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SORdNJ-CgJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/g_33RD5t6SQ/s320/scan0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mischka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SORdNURiz6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/W-9NhNxxKE0/s1600-h/IMG_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252425548782817186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SORdNURiz6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/W-9NhNxxKE0/s320/IMG_0733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mischka&lt;/span&gt; in all her glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SORdNr2nAmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/_B59IzyZMDA/s1600-h/IMG_0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252425555112297058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SORdNr2nAmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/_B59IzyZMDA/s320/IMG_0728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Badgley&lt;/span&gt; waking up from a nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SORdNlLVlHI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/QrA3xC22J2c/s1600-h/Spike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252425553320186994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SORdNlLVlHI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/QrA3xC22J2c/s320/Spike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike as a little kitten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all are aware of by now, Jon and I are taking the Financial Peace University Course from Dave Ramsey through one of the local churches. We are really excited about the things taught (saving money, getting out of debt, planning for our children's college education, retirement saving strategies, etc.) in these classes. We have learned a lot already and are applying the things we are learning. I had the opportunity to speak with Dave Ramsey on the phone for a taping of his Fox Business Network show in regards to a special edition on money and pets. I emailed them about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Badgley&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mischka&lt;/span&gt; going on the Dave Ramsey diet (see "Happy Birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mischka&lt;/span&gt;!" to get all of the details of the kibble counting.) and didn't think a whole lot about it until I got a call Monday morning from Dave's executive producer asking if I would like to share my story on the air with Dave. Long story short, he was amazed at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mischka&lt;/span&gt; being 23 pounds and even told me a story about his chubby pug. The above pictures are the ones that will be shown on the air during our conversation. Dave is busily making some last minute appearances on other shows due to the current economic situation and they will be airing my episode some time in the near future. I will make sure and tell everyone when it finally airs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-5967905049827161265?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5967905049827161265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=5967905049827161265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/5967905049827161265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/5967905049827161265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/10/15-seconds-of-fame.html' title='15 Seconds of Fame'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SORdNJ-CgJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/g_33RD5t6SQ/s72-c/scan0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-533765602629778113</id><published>2008-09-28T22:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:10:26.212-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cats'/><title type='text'>Balanced Budget!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOBTSNff2SI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gOucrKCJlpI/s1600-h/geagenandmischka.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251288737838520610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOBTSNff2SI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gOucrKCJlpI/s320/geagenandmischka.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan, Geagen &amp;amp; Mischka in the recliner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Jon and I survived our very first budget summit ala Dave Ramsey.  The good news is that the budget is balanced- the bad news is that it took over 2 hours to get it balanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen, Mischka and I were in the recliner while Jon was crunching numbers at the desk.  This arrangement worked out well for all parties concerned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-533765602629778113?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/533765602629778113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=533765602629778113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/533765602629778113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/533765602629778113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/09/balanced-budget.html' title='Balanced Budget!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SOBTSNff2SI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gOucrKCJlpI/s72-c/geagenandmischka.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-4031622969729338794</id><published>2008-09-24T22:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:33:48.846-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woolamina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma Wood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>The Ballad of Geagen and Woolamina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNsSTFBy48I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8t1RnIpjWqg/s1600-h/Baby+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249809909606966210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNsSTFBy48I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8t1RnIpjWqg/s320/Baby+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen and Woolamina at 5 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNsSTvpZuHI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uGu7jYU_V6g/s1600-h/IMG_0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249809921047378034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNsSTvpZuHI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uGu7jYU_V6g/s320/IMG_0712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen and Woolamina at 11 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNsST-SZH_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/S20EmMli0wo/s1600-h/IMG_0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249809924977401842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNsST-SZH_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/S20EmMli0wo/s320/IMG_0719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen in her cap and booties from Great-Grandma Wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNsSUZfkHwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ZISUfoSuEgM/s1600-h/IMG_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249809932280405762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNsSUZfkHwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ZISUfoSuEgM/s320/IMG_0715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out in the vibrating chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I took long overdue pictures of Geagen and Woolamina.  Woolamina is a life-sized Merino lamb from the Pendleton Wool Company- she is made of wool and for this reason we have to hide her from Badgley (he REALLY likes wool....) for her own safety.  She lives in the nursery where she fits in with the other barnyard animals and also serves the purpose of picture-taking prop.  I think it's really neat to take pictures of her Geagen together and compare how much she's grown.   For the record Geagen was 11 lbs. 8 oz. and 23" long at her checkup on September 10.  I'm sure she's bigger already.  There will be more pictures and I'm sure that with time Geagen will dwarf Woolamina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-4031622969729338794?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4031622969729338794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=4031622969729338794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4031622969729338794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4031622969729338794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/09/ballad-of-geagen-and-woolamina.html' title='The Ballad of Geagen and Woolamina'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNsSTFBy48I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8t1RnIpjWqg/s72-c/Baby+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-5249454953861183713</id><published>2008-09-20T19:51:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T16:49:22.473-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Football Season Has Officially Begun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNWvWW9X3II/AAAAAAAAAEo/EMNGIb4_dyQ/s1600-h/nyssamarsinggame.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248293739425160322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNWvWW9X3II/AAAAAAAAAEo/EMNGIb4_dyQ/s320/nyssamarsinggame.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyssa Bulldogs vs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marsing&lt;/span&gt; Huskies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNWvW4rU6vI/AAAAAAAAAEw/azlEqP9z1j8/s1600-h/joninthebox.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248293748476275442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNWvW4rU6vI/AAAAAAAAAEw/azlEqP9z1j8/s320/joninthebox.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon in the box calling plays for Nyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNWvXNJto5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/RFz-b8xtFzY/s1600-h/IMG_0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248293753972433810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNWvXNJto5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/RFz-b8xtFzY/s320/IMG_0701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; at her very first football game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNWvXqBkmwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/iRFs1JPciAg/s1600-h/daddyandgeagenatthegame.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248293761722915586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNWvXqBkmwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/iRFs1JPciAg/s320/daddyandgeagenatthegame.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; on the field together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNWvYE4LkJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lWYhvRys7wY/s1600-h/geagenanddylan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248293768931283090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNWvYE4LkJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lWYhvRys7wY/s320/geagenanddylan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; and Nyssa Bulldog Dillon Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; and I went to our very first Nyssa Bulldog football game with Robin. It was Homecoming and we were playing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Marsing&lt;/span&gt; Huskies. We played a really good game and ended up winning 25-0. Jon is the junior varsity head coach but calls plays up in the box for the varsity game so we didn't see much of him until after the game. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; also caught her very own Nyssa miniature football (they throw them to the crowd after touchdowns) and even had her picture taken with on of the players. We had lots of fun at the game and hope this season will go well. We are already looking forward to our next home game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-5249454953861183713?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5249454953861183713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=5249454953861183713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/5249454953861183713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/5249454953861183713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/09/football-season-has-officially-begun.html' title='Football Season Has Officially Begun!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNWvWW9X3II/AAAAAAAAAEo/EMNGIb4_dyQ/s72-c/nyssamarsinggame.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-345436800219305699</id><published>2008-09-16T23:53:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:14:52.545-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Free At Last!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNCb3XOF3HI/AAAAAAAAADo/e-CyWIfIlwE/s1600-h/IMG_0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246864941314858098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNCb3XOF3HI/AAAAAAAAADo/e-CyWIfIlwE/s320/IMG_0686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen and her daddy before her surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNCb3kjsIrI/AAAAAAAAADw/efsfiaNqRk8/s1600-h/IMG_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246864944895107762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNCb3kjsIrI/AAAAAAAAADw/efsfiaNqRk8/s320/IMG_0687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All smiles before the big event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNCb37URdDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/YEw2wPXci3E/s1600-h/IMG_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246864951004460082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNCb37URdDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/YEw2wPXci3E/s320/IMG_0693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a bottle with Mommy after her surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNCb4PE2RkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UGk8Zd43vpM/s1600-h/IMG_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246864956308473410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNCb4PE2RkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UGk8Zd43vpM/s320/IMG_0695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Geagen napping together at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was a traumatic day in the Wood household. Geagen underwent surgery to correct her attached tongue (also known as being tongue-tied). Previously she had not been able to move her tongue past her gums and stick it out of her mouth. Thankfully her ear/nose/throat specialist was able to fix this at 10 weeks instead of having to wait until she was older. She had problems eating before her surgery and has already improved despite being both sore and groggy. She was a very brave girl in the hospital and was a model patient. The hardest part was sending her off to the operating room and then the wait for the surgery to be over and come out of the recovery room. It was a very long hour and fifteen minutes but she came through just fine. She is now discovering her tongue and moves it around a lot. It's like a new toy to her so we see it a lot when she is all smiles and giggles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-345436800219305699?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/345436800219305699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=345436800219305699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/345436800219305699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/345436800219305699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/09/free-at-last.html' title='Free At Last!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SNCb3XOF3HI/AAAAAAAAADo/e-CyWIfIlwE/s72-c/IMG_0686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-4765528599276898723</id><published>2008-09-13T23:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:25:53.160-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike and Kim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cats'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mischka!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMyctGe61fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OGtpUC_3GmU/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245739964628129266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMyctGe61fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OGtpUC_3GmU/s320/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMyctaM2axI/AAAAAAAAADY/Yi7OZRRypEc/s1600-h/IMG_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245739969921051410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMyctaM2axI/AAAAAAAAADY/Yi7OZRRypEc/s320/IMG_0681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mischka&lt;/span&gt; 8 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mischka&lt;/span&gt; has reached the ripe old age of 8. It seems like just yesterday when she was a tiny kitten playing in my closet in my apartment in Bend. I know that no one really believes that she was a little abandoned creature left to fend for herself since everyone knows her as the lovable 23 pound cat that she is now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mischka&lt;/span&gt; still loves her kibble even though I have become a kibble counting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nazi&lt;/span&gt; who measures all food to be consumed. The cats are slowly learning that wasting kibble is not tolerated any more now that we are following Dave Ramsey's budgeting guidelines- there isn't any allocation for spilled kibble. Anyway- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mischka&lt;/span&gt; also loves to lounge in Jon's recliner and is becoming quite adept at dodging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Badgley's&lt;/span&gt; antagonistic behavior. She even fights back on occasion which is quite an accomplishment considering her sweet temperament. I am glad that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mischka&lt;/span&gt; is still healthy and happy and hope she will be around for many years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMyctgATJvI/AAAAAAAAADg/a5Ki_takA0E/s1600-h/IMG_0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245739971479021298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMyctgATJvI/AAAAAAAAADg/a5Ki_takA0E/s320/IMG_0668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; with her uncle Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to dinner with Jon's mom, sister Robin and brother Mike and his wife Kim. We had a fun time visiting with each other and Mike and Kim really enjoyed seeing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; since they hadn't seen her since she was blessed in early August. It was also really nice since I didn't have to make dinner- that's always a bonus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-4765528599276898723?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4765528599276898723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=4765528599276898723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4765528599276898723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/4765528599276898723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-mischka.html' title='Happy Birthday Mischka!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMyctGe61fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OGtpUC_3GmU/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-5050081254720567285</id><published>2008-09-12T23:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:03:27.897-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma Wood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>To Grandma's House We Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMtUnwdbNLI/AAAAAAAAADI/DmuGMBvTxzw/s1600-h/IMG_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245379233003025586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMtUnwdbNLI/AAAAAAAAADI/DmuGMBvTxzw/s320/IMG_0662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; and her Great-Grandma Wood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell, it has been a somewhat eventful week around here. In fact, we’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been so busy that I’m just getting around to posting for yesterday. We went to go see Jon’s Grandma Wood out in Adrian, Oregon (even further out into the middle of nowhere- approximately 13 miles south of Nyssa). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; and I went with Jon’s mom Jeanne to go and visit Grandma Wood. We were going to pick up some peaches that she had picked for us but apparently we had gotten there too late- she had given the peaches away to neighbor in fear that they would spoil before we could come and pick them up. We did have a nice visit in spite of the whole peach debacle. I brought the camera and figured it would be a good time for little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; to get to know her Great-Grandma Wood who still loves babies. I got some cute pictures of the two of them together. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; made sure she turned on the charm and the two of them visited- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Geagen&lt;/span&gt; cooed and smiled and studied Great-Grandma’s face intently. I also made sure Grandma had some pictures of the baby to put on her fridge and that they were properly labeled with her name and birthday to avoid any confusion- I guess it comes with the territory when you’re 96! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-5050081254720567285?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5050081254720567285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=5050081254720567285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/5050081254720567285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/5050081254720567285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-grandmas-house-we-go.html' title='To Grandma&apos;s House We Go!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMtUnwdbNLI/AAAAAAAAADI/DmuGMBvTxzw/s72-c/IMG_0662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-310736014881617832</id><published>2008-09-11T01:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:05:10.424-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking/Canning'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMjHJh5RFlI/AAAAAAAAACg/4nl5-Luqmkg/s1600-h/IMG_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244660732604257874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMjHJh5RFlI/AAAAAAAAACg/4nl5-Luqmkg/s320/IMG_0651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filling the jars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMjHKKannUI/AAAAAAAAACo/aDarB57Bfkw/s1600-h/IMG_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244660743481564482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMjHKKannUI/AAAAAAAAACo/aDarB57Bfkw/s320/IMG_0657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying not to burn hands while retrieving green beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMjHKXDrJmI/AAAAAAAAACw/GxdbjY720vU/s1600-h/IMG_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244660746874988130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMjHKXDrJmI/AAAAAAAAACw/GxdbjY720vU/s320/IMG_0658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 glorious pints of green beans!  I did them all by myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMjHKjelPmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EFRyPYFliWA/s1600-h/IMG_0659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244660750209072738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMjHKjelPmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EFRyPYFliWA/s320/IMG_0659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view while babysitting the pressure gauges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you one of my not-so-secret ambitions has always been to be a domestic marvel. It’s only taken me 32 years, a wonderful husband, a new house, a mini-van (so much for the dream to have a Volvo station wagon with the dog in the back), 3 cats (Badgley, Mischka &amp;amp; Spike), a guinea pig (Trigger), 2 chickens (lovingly named Lucky and Skippy), a new baby and suddenly my dream has taken flight. Not only am I actually building up our food storage from the ground up- it’s a slow process but I add a few things each week and hope to be doing some dry pack canning in the near future to increase our food storage.. I am even learning to can fruits and vegetables. I have started with green beans because that’s what Robin planted in her garden that’s ready to harvest so far- tomatoes will ripening shortly and I have the distinct feeling that we will be up to our ears in tomatoes before the canning process (tomato sauce, spaghetti sauce , pizza sauce, etc.) is over. Thankfully the work is made lighter by working together- I don’t understand how people can do their home canning all by themselves. That’s a massive undertaking! We will also be making freezer jam and have frozen 50 pints of locally grown corn so far as well. Back to the green beans- we have now canned at least 35 (I have lost count at this point so there are probably more than that) pints of green beans to date. I’m really excited about this whole process and am having lots of fun. I’m even planning out garden for next year so there will be even more to harvest and can. Thankfully we have plenty of space (just under 2 acres) so we can plant as much as we want now Jon just has to figure out a way to irrigate it all.  Thankfully I have all winter to plan- I know you all are thinking the same thing: she has a list if not multiple lists!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMjHLMbyDUI/AAAAAAAAADA/USKUKGELN30/s1600-h/Baby+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244660761203182914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMjHLMbyDUI/AAAAAAAAADA/USKUKGELN30/s320/Baby+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen in her swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other news to report is that Geagen had her very first immunizations today. She had 4 shots and actually came through the whole ordeal remarkably well. I was fully expecting the worst- fever, fussiness, soreness, etc. but we were both pleasantly surprised with no side effects. She only cried for a little while and has slept in her swing most of the day- so it really hasn’t been all that different from any other day. She really loves her swing- she sleeps in it nearly every night and prefers her daytime naps there as well. I’m not sure why she had a falling out with the barnyard animals on her Pottery Barn Kids nursery linens (I promise that I will post pictures of the cutest nursery in the whole world soon) but right now they are not currently speaking. We may have to have some sort of peace treaty signed so we can reclaim the living room. Thankfully she is a very sound sleeper so it really isn’t so bad- we can vacuum and make all sorts of noise- we just can’t turn the air conditioner up to “arctic blast” so we don’t turn her into a popsicle. They generally frown on that sort of thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-310736014881617832?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/310736014881617832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=310736014881617832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/310736014881617832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/310736014881617832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/09/filling-jars-trying-not-to-burn-hands.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMjHJh5RFlI/AAAAAAAAACg/4nl5-Luqmkg/s72-c/IMG_0651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-5845322650252235244</id><published>2008-09-07T23:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:05:58.234-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Baby Pictures- Finally!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMS9Wl0sFBI/AAAAAAAAABQ/P9Iaipj3b_E/s1600-h/Baby+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243524061973976082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMS9Wl0sFBI/AAAAAAAAABQ/P9Iaipj3b_E/s320/Baby+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy family on blessing day- August 3, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMS9W9lTlgI/AAAAAAAAABY/eVDrPkrvXE0/s1600-h/Baby+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243524068351907330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMS9W9lTlgI/AAAAAAAAABY/eVDrPkrvXE0/s320/Baby+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First picture- July 7, 2008&lt;br /&gt;7 lbs., 5 0z      19 1/2" long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMS9XEamV5I/AAAAAAAAABg/r3dZ6w5L4F4/s1600-h/Baby+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243524070186047378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMS9XEamV5I/AAAAAAAAABg/r3dZ6w5L4F4/s320/Baby+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen at home- July 11, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMS9XhQHKMI/AAAAAAAAABo/ma-kanptpXw/s1600-h/Baby+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243524077926688962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMS9XhQHKMI/AAAAAAAAABo/ma-kanptpXw/s320/Baby+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geagen in her chicken outfit- 5 weeks old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMS9X-TnOGI/AAAAAAAAABw/zRrSBNZ_u3c/s1600-h/Baby+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243524085726001250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMS9X-TnOGI/AAAAAAAAABw/zRrSBNZ_u3c/s320/Baby+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 11 days and already hiding from the paparazzi!  July 18, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe that this little baby has been here for 2 months already.  It seems like just yesterday when I was as big as a house (my belly was 46" before my c-section) and still in a state of shock that I would actually not be pregnant at some point and also bring a little baby home.  I remember our tour of the hospital and seeing the babies in the nursery and it was so surreal.  I had the nursery set up and the clothes were washed and in their drawers but I just couldn't put 2 and 2 together.  It was a very abstract concept for me to grasp.  And then they sent her home like we knew what we were doing.  After 3 days in the hospital with Geagen sleeping in the nursery and having her brought to my room when it was time to feed her I was thinking this whole motherhood thing might not be so bad after all.  It was like Club Med- except for the food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Geagen is a little older and we are little wiser as well as completely sleep deprived, we are settling into this parenting thing.  Last week she started smiling and cooing so is really a lot fun.  Her personality is starting to come out and it's so exciting to see her grow and change.  She is growing like a weed and at 6 weeks she was 10.0 lbs. and 22" long already.  I'm sure she has grown since then.  They will probably measure her when we to get her first vaccinations on Wednesday.  I'm sure it will be thoroughly traumatic experience- thank heaven for baby Tylenol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a little hectic around here lately so it's taken me a while to get these photos posted.  I have more to post and will be taking more photos soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-5845322650252235244?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5845322650252235244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=5845322650252235244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/5845322650252235244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/5845322650252235244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/09/baby-pictures-finally.html' title='Baby Pictures- Finally!!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SMS9Wl0sFBI/AAAAAAAAABQ/P9Iaipj3b_E/s72-c/Baby+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552641030229527682.post-2948634481972422999</id><published>2008-09-05T16:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:07:26.565-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geagen'/><title type='text'>Greetings!</title><content type='html'>I have finally made it to the 21st century!  I decided to start this blog after I realized that updating everyone about baby Geagen Grace was just too much work and that as long as erveryone gets pictures of the baby, they're happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are super busy here in Nyssa: Jon is teaching middle school science to 6th, 7th and 8th graders as well as coaching high school football (varsity as well as jv).  Miss Geagen (otherwise known as Boo-Boo) occupies most of my time.  She seems to finally to be settling into a more regular schedule which allows me to get more sleep which I am enjoying.  She is a happy baby who loves to coo, make vowel sounds, stare at the clock in the living room for hours on end and smile.  We really have a lot of fun together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still learning how to edit and publish digital photos so I hope to have pictures up in the very near future, so please bear with me as I get this blog up and running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552641030229527682-2948634481972422999?l=greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2948634481972422999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3552641030229527682&amp;postID=2948634481972422999' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/2948634481972422999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552641030229527682/posts/default/2948634481972422999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greetingsfromeastpodunk.blogspot.com/2008/09/greetings.html' title='Greetings!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07184588089496675217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RqLxlyfpYXI/SSpJpFwQz3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/zdVjj_9mMhk/S220/Baby+055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
