tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31116992012-02-16T02:10:20.086-08:00into the voidA collection of randomness.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.comBlogger951100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-74666123374874791572009-11-30T19:26:00.000-08:002009-11-30T19:28:57.985-08:00Even though I managed to fall off the wagon just as the month was ending, I feel compelled to post tonight anyway. So... happy end of November!Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-87907717856934692252009-11-29T17:58:00.000-08:002009-11-29T17:59:03.563-08:00Well, pickles. There goes my perfect record for NaBloPoMo. *sigh*Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-90100285242522213032009-11-27T20:01:00.000-08:002009-11-27T20:06:03.947-08:00I made it through the day without entering a single retail facility other than Trader Joe's today. Yay! (I never really plan to shop on the Friday after Thanksgiving, but I usually end up going somewhere with my mom. Not at 5 a.m. or anything, but at some point. So that is one upside to not having spent Thanksgiving with family. Another one would be the *three* separate turkey dinners I willStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-66022826978266552372009-11-26T14:55:00.001-08:002009-11-26T14:55:29.512-08:00Happy Thanksgiving everyone!Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-13897564592998122642009-11-25T17:51:00.000-08:002009-11-25T17:53:30.101-08:00Things to be thankful for (other than the obvious):1. My heater works again!2. We got off work ~3 hours early today.3. Cough drops and warm tea.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-37419949628361363002009-11-24T21:22:00.000-08:002009-11-24T21:24:28.699-08:00I think I speak for almost everyone here in the US when I say: Just one more day, I only have to get through one more day of work.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-72444962779558053722009-11-23T19:19:00.000-08:002009-11-23T19:34:35.774-08:00Why Feminine Technologies Matter, part e (I was wrong on the last one)I think that the point of this section was to point out that even technologies that don't seem, on the surface, to be feminine, might have embedded in them the work of females. The example used was the change in men's collars and how they were a cultural shortcut to determining a family's respectability. Before washing machinesStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-37576756592382044132009-11-22T21:40:00.000-08:002009-11-22T22:16:18.326-08:00I sincerely hope that the sore throat I started to get this morning continues backing off. I threw copious amounts of warm tea, grapefruit juice, and rest at it. We shall see. I so very much do not need to spend the Thanksgiving holiday sick. I plan to sew curtains then - a feat which I have never attempted before...Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-41857652623102579342009-11-21T18:05:00.000-08:002009-11-21T18:14:38.799-08:00I *hate* shopping. It takes forever and even then I rarely even find what I went shopping for. Today I was out and about from 10 a.m. until 6 p.m. Mostly. I was home in the middle for maybe half an hour. And I spent an hour eating lunch and reading and about 30 minutes at the library. So I was shopping for maybe 6 hours. For all that? I ended up with the fabric, thread, etc. necessary to Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-56872653559746649812009-11-20T22:30:00.000-08:002009-11-20T22:33:49.074-08:00I'm not going to pretend that what I have written has been in any way scintillating, but I am proud of myself for, so far, posting every day. When I tried this last year I failed miserably. By day 3 or something like that... I have no new or exciting thoughts today because it is Friday and my brain is both fried and frozen. But next week I get the pilot light lit for my old inefficient wall Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-80040637409498249352009-11-19T21:19:00.000-08:002009-11-19T21:27:29.209-08:00Okay, the blinds which have been precariously balanced in my bedroom window (I'm fairly certain they are the wrong width for the window - by only half and inch to an inch - so my landlord had jury-rigged a "solution" but they were always wobbly and couldn't be raised or lowered easily, etc.) gave up the ghost tonight. For now I have used thumbtacks and an old fitted sheet to cover the window. Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-17592284168797105262009-11-18T22:03:00.000-08:002009-11-18T22:20:03.209-08:00Why Feminine Technologies Matter - part [whatever letter we are up to - f?]I had much more to agree with in this section. First the author went through the history of our home storage habits as they changed through time. Short version - only rich people had 'stuff' that needed to be stored; then more people had 'stuff' so specialized storage came about; then people without servants had 'stuff' Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-6090357115487121532009-11-17T23:17:00.000-08:002009-11-17T23:18:34.365-08:00I promise I will get back to the STS stuff. Soon. But I am currently busy trying to avoid doing laundry for one more day (and what with the whole ushering tomorrow night I may even succeeed again!).Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-57315838247148613712009-11-16T20:38:00.000-08:002009-11-16T20:40:11.147-08:00Scheduling problems are annoying. In the extreme. There are two things I would like very much to do this summer. It appears that it may only be possible to do one of them. Grrrrr... (And I seldom even bother trying to plan this far in advance so the fact that I am running into problems? Double-grrrr.)Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-86117665251590062172009-11-15T19:01:00.000-08:002009-11-15T19:07:53.358-08:00I watched a high school production of Almost, Maine today and it was great. The play is a bunch of vignettes of various relationships in the town around 9 p.m. on a normal Friday night. It did seem like a bunch of relationship drama for one very small town (not even a town because to be a town you have to organize). But it was by turns sweet and touching and funny and sad. I really really Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-83320700161724526952009-11-14T20:18:00.000-08:002009-11-14T20:19:47.347-08:00Okay, just how hot, humid and mosquito-ish is Istanbul towards the end of June, beginning of July? And how does that compare to the weather near Barcelona? I have decisions to make...Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-87144555774772500952009-11-13T21:39:00.000-08:002009-11-13T21:48:17.680-08:00I need to find recipes for persimmons since the tree in my yard has some that appear to be ripening. I have never really used them for anything because I didn't know what to do with them. Perhaps I will play around with recipes tomorrow. Assuming that the photo scavenger hunt fails to materialize like I expect it to...Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-80812835643992816932009-11-12T19:19:00.000-08:002009-11-12T19:29:22.500-08:00It turned cold here recently. And by cold I mean wimpy California-level cold. (Look, I know it isn't cold, cold. But I also have only space heaters and single pane windows and drafts around doors, and tiled / stone floors and I rent so there is not much I can do to change any of that.) Right, so, my point. Cold = coughing = cough drops = minorly annoyed esophagus/stomach = Tums = coughing = Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-37347136252069555312009-11-11T22:42:00.000-08:002009-11-11T22:51:57.670-08:00TV and MathI just have to get this off my chest (yes, such things bother me, I'm a nerd) -- Last night on NCIS: Los Angeles they said that Callan had been in foster care from when he was 5 until he was 18 and had changed houses every few weeks and sometimes every few days. And that his longest stint in one house had been 3 months. And that he had been in 37 homes. And the impossibility of all Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-54903701113209264832009-11-10T20:59:00.000-08:002009-11-10T21:01:50.615-08:00Random fact:8:15 on a Tuesday night is a *wonderful* time to visit Costco. No lines, employees seem happy, and the food court might even make you a fresh turkey wrap.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-78497604388026835082009-11-09T18:48:00.000-08:002009-11-09T19:37:22.561-08:00Why Feminine Technologies Matter - part cI agree with many of the points that the author tries to make in this section. I just find her supporting evidence and method of argument non-convincing. Of course feminine technologies matter. And of course you can consider something like a bra a technology. And of course people take mass produced goods and select or modify them to suit individual Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-92092320103643306272009-11-08T20:49:00.000-08:002009-11-08T20:52:38.870-08:00No actual thought in today's post - I'm on a Firefly watching marathon. It's not wrong to watch 10 hours of a TV show in a day, is it? (I never watched it when it was on. So I borrowed some DVDs and am watching the whole series at once. If I don't finish today than I will sometime this week.)Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-31792445165828026212009-11-07T17:41:00.001-08:002009-11-07T17:42:34.118-08:00This morning as I was trying to avoid getting out of bed, I had all sorts of thoughts about the reading. Tonight? I find myself disinclined to type them out. Plus I need to change and get ready for my ushering gig tonight.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-90930928487564335542009-11-06T23:45:00.000-08:002009-11-06T23:51:42.721-08:00Why Feminine Technologies Matter - part bFast because it is near midnight.The author studies the bra as a feminine technology and draws some general principles out of the cursory study which she claims can be applied to other technologies. I'm not 100% on all of her points or her original observations, but no time for that.* cosmetic purpose vs. functional* because there is no perfect fit, womenStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-81815340980428970112009-11-05T20:50:00.000-08:002009-11-05T21:05:11.827-08:00Why Feminine Technologies Matter - chapter 1, part aThis is not the main point of the chapter, but the author, Judith McGraw, observed that when we say "technology" today, we think of electronics and computers and massively complex objects and systems (say, the Internet). And because such things are complex and take special knowledge to master, we assume that we do not know enough to participateStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-84660401438025452622009-11-04T19:57:00.000-08:002009-11-04T20:17:27.743-08:00It turns out my original idea (do one class session's worth of reading per day) was stupidly, stupidly optimistic. I hadn't really even put it into those terms; had I done so I would have realized that the planned pace was even faster than the class pace would be. And all while fitting in the rest of life around it - job, chores, etc. I was not thinking clearly.That being said, I will jump in Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-59057348028752677702009-11-03T22:13:00.000-08:002009-11-03T22:23:44.748-08:00So this post is mainly cheating. Because I did the reading and wrote the summary more than a year ago. But I have updated it a bit. And I re-read the article.Outline of readings:We* can illuminate possible new research directions and gain new insight by paying attention to gender in the history of technology. Gender assumptions may shape technology, but they also shape how we write the history ofStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-92170563508020833302009-11-02T19:11:00.000-08:002009-11-02T19:24:04.042-08:00Having defended private universities and the concept of paying tuition, I will also admit that I do enjoy those learning opportunities that are available for free as well. I have long meant to complete an entire course's worth of work as described on MIT's Open Course Ware website. Unfortunately, I am not so great about consistent follow through. So that is what I am going to tackle this year Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-15095067255271033132009-11-01T17:22:00.000-08:002009-11-01T18:17:13.727-08:00To start this post I'm going to have to admit that I watch Gossip Girl. *And* that I then read the recaps on TWoP for Gossip Girl. Which take the show way more seriously than I do, but it is fascinating to see what the author reads into the show. (Some of what he says is probably what the show writers intended. Some of it seems to come from the recapper. It is the same uneasiness that I always Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-54229810868630458222008-05-06T10:36:00.000-07:002008-06-02T10:22:20.724-07:00I'm in the midst of a study using God at Work: Your Christian Vocation in All of Life as a reference. It is an excellent book. Though the basic premise (explained below) is not new to me, the book expands on it in ways that I hadn't fully considered before.Thinking of life in terms of vocation uncovers a lot about how God serves us. He gives me my daily bread through farmers, truck drivers, Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-33271480568806615722008-04-03T11:04:00.000-07:002008-04-03T11:23:12.126-07:00I pulled this off of another blog I read. It is based on an exercise about class and privilege developed by Will Barratt, Meagan Cahill, Angie Carlen, Minnette Huck, Drew Lurker, Stacy Ploskonka at Illinois State University. (If you participate in this blog game, they ask that you PLEASE acknowledge their copyright.)Directions: Bold the statements that apply to you.1. Father went to college.2. Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-41475016108616146352008-02-01T17:39:00.000-08:002008-02-01T18:47:46.595-08:00New International Scoring System for Women's Gymnastics, part 3 (vault)The A-panel judges record which vault was done and what its Difficulty Value is. For example, a simple front handspring vault has a value of 2.40. The hardest vault (in the materials that I'm consulting) would be a handspring double front in tucked position which has a value of 7.10. Some of the men do this vault, but it isStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-58811658973366872382008-01-01T21:33:00.000-08:002008-01-01T21:37:59.618-08:00Hi 2008!Hee. NaBloPoMo finishes and not another entry for a month. Not that I managed every day in November either.Blogs I plan to write:* what I did in NYC.* possibly something about Grandpa K.* finish off the explanation of the new gymnastics scioring system* possibly a 108 in 2008 list. Although, technically, my 101 in 1001 (days) isn't done. Neither the list nor the time period. But I Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-9955694483421942202007-11-29T10:05:00.000-08:002007-11-29T10:09:35.494-08:00A quick glance at YouTube proves that you just can't stop writers from writing. There are any number of humorous (and educational) videos created by WGA members most of which are linked from the United Hollywood blog.I'm also enjoying some of the speechless videos. http://speechlesswithoutwriters.com/ In today's installment, actors were reduced to using the phone book as a source of dialog. Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-81500106154135405672007-11-28T09:31:00.001-08:002007-11-28T09:31:32.092-08:00New International Scoring System for Gymnastics, part 2 (broad overview)So you know the perfect 10.0? Gone. No longer exists. In fact, if a gymnast scores a 10 in a major international meet nowadays, he or she did very poorly. In fact, there is no "perfect" score any longer. A very good score, one that could earn a medal, is in the high 15 or low 16 range (depending on the apparatus). For Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-58236440242888869722007-11-26T21:28:00.000-08:002007-11-26T23:25:10.268-08:00New International Scoring System for Gymnastics, part 1 (personal editorializing and ranting)After the 2004 Olympics, there was a hue and cry saying that we needed a new way to score gymnastics. Said hue and cry was raised based on a couple of occurrences, neither of which are addressed by the new code of points that was put into place in 2006. The controversy that got the most attention was Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-49190785453459396112007-11-23T20:53:00.000-08:002007-11-23T21:15:57.595-08:00Everyone is thankful for friends and family and health and stuff like that. Here are some non-obvious things that I am thankful for because they make life easier or more comfortable or simply bring me enjoyment:* Public Libraries* Hanging file folders* Online banking and bill paying* Ziplock bags* Down comforters* Crossword puzzles* Hand-me-down furniture* My own washer and dryer* Space heaters*Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-62091489055175018122007-11-21T22:22:00.001-08:002007-11-21T22:32:51.991-08:00It looks like New York is happening. On dates around December 6. And that is as planned as the whole thing gets so far. I have no plane tickets. I have no place to stay. I have no plans of things to do. But I'm going and I'll be watching a show Dec. 6. (That is assuming there is still a show since there were strike things happening with stagehands last I checked. The show I won tickets to Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-86909380430485559372007-11-20T14:40:00.000-08:002007-11-20T14:50:47.326-08:00When I was younger, I used to split a Carl's Jr. fried zucchini with my mom and consume lots of diet coke for an after school snack on Fridays. Right after that I went straight to gymnastics and worked out for 4.5 hours. No problemo.Nowadays I carefully time my pre-workout snacks. I eat something light 2.5 - 3 hours before I head to the gym. Any earlier and I'm hungry. Any later and whateverStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-15588064692204417452007-11-17T14:25:00.000-08:002007-11-17T15:01:12.296-08:00Topic for today: TV shows, part the secondGossip Girl - I will admit that I both watched and enjoyed The O.C. Probably because I was invested in several of the characters. That has not happened so far in watching Gossip Girl. Not that I dislike all the characters, but even the "likable" ones haven't drawn me in much yet. I'll give it time, but this is another one that I allow to languish a Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-79429861137189937872007-11-16T16:47:00.000-08:002007-11-16T17:22:10.162-08:00Topic for today: TV shows, part the firstI watch a lot of TV now. Lots. I added quite a few of the new ones to my TiVo line up. What with the strike many won't survive. But as of now anyway...Bionic Woman - I am not normally into sci-fi, but I love Heroes, so I thought I'd try this out. It is kind of blah for me - not great, not terrible. I'll keep watching it because it's conveniently Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-66782905547560166412007-11-15T11:28:00.000-08:002007-11-15T11:31:09.753-08:00Let it be noted that I, officially, suck at this "every day" thing. So now my goal is "much more often than normal and approaching 'every day' asymptotically."Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-46423203648751352312007-11-12T10:30:00.000-08:002007-11-12T10:42:54.016-08:00The post I would have written Saturday, had I been near a computer:I love this group of women. We see each other all together once a year for this retreat weekend. Some of them I see *only* on this one weekend (some have moved out of the area since we started our annual get-away). But I feel right at home with all of them. We come, we share where we are with no holds barred, and this group - Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-40757374996198771862007-11-09T14:40:00.000-08:002007-11-09T14:43:58.268-08:00I'm off on a retreat with a bunch of friends. We try to have one weekend get together each year. We do exciting things like sit around and talk, hike a bit, and do arts and crafts. Like coloring. It's so much fun. And even more so now that the core group no longer all live in the same area. Some of these women I only see once a year any more. This time it is very close to where I live, but Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-23810833210441261662007-11-08T22:01:00.000-08:002007-11-08T22:43:22.542-08:00Is it stupid to try to get a flight to the New York area just because I have a chance to go see a Broadway show for free?Seriously, I'm sure I'd spend more on the flight than the tickets would cost were I paying. OTOH, I've never been to NY. I want to. Someday. Should I take this excuse? Of course, this would just be a short trip. And there is a chance I could get lodging in NJ. Am I crazyStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-56702970486339653452007-11-07T17:29:00.000-08:002007-11-07T19:05:28.578-08:00Topic for today: The WGA strikeWhy my opinion on this should count: I have read at least 3 blogs by TV writers. Also I watch a lot of TV. Especially now. I watch mostly scripted TV dramas. I hate the vast majority of "reality" TV. I refuse to watch TV news. So basically, without the WGA my TV viewing goes down to The Amazing Race. People, I am unemployed here - I *need* TV to fill my days.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-80856089408932993872007-11-06T16:45:00.000-08:002007-11-06T17:15:06.725-08:00This does not bode well. It's day 6 and already I'm casting about for blog topics. So today the topic is... my health. Yeah, scintillating, I know.I'm on something like week 4 or 5 of my annual winter cold. The thing is, it is cold and flu season and everyone gets sick. Yes, I know. But I get sick and stay that way for months. As in 3 or 4 or even 5. At some point I will get annoyed and Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-48981646175970215002007-11-05T09:37:00.000-08:002007-11-05T09:56:56.442-08:00First, an organizational point for NaBloPoMo. I will not be posting on Sundays. Why? I do not generally use the computer at all on Sundays. It is my mini-version of a day of rest. No computers, no shopping, no cleaning. Anyway, I forgot to mention this before yesterday, so I'm saying it now. Oh, and also, I'll be out of town next Saturday and not near a computer so I'll miss that day tooStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-67324969037302898822007-11-03T15:26:00.000-07:002007-11-03T15:49:22.382-07:00Spain 2005 - the odds and ends edition* I do not think that people in Madrid bake. I say this because I did go to several grocery stores and only in one did I see flour. I already mentioned that I could not find chocolate chips at all even after several days of searching. I suppose you just buy baked goods if you live there. I also never saw vanilla, or pesto, or hummus in the stores there. Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-40725460948516626362007-11-02T18:49:00.000-07:002007-11-02T20:03:36.219-07:00Week 4 of my Spain trip. In 2005.Day 22 - My trip diary notes that Diana apparently did not return at all during the previous night. It also mentions the possibility that she could have gone away for the weekend. I spent the day puttering around the condo. I headed in to Madrid in the evening with the intention of catching a Flamenco show. Though the place recommended by the guide book was Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-89169712318525499992007-11-01T14:17:00.000-07:002007-11-01T14:36:00.814-07:00I am an expert avoider.For example, today I have:* watched a TV show that I recorded last night* gone to lunch with 2 former co-workers* puchased half-price Halloween candy at Target* visited a few web sites* played a couple of computer games* started this blog postToday I have NOT:* looked for a job* applied for a job* thought about what kind of job I might like to have(um, hi unemployment Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-49787277856542483582007-10-31T22:10:00.000-07:002007-10-31T22:15:39.310-07:00Well, I just signed up for NaBloPoMo so I should be posting something every day. Not that it will necessarily be anything interesting. Since "what should I do with my life" is just about the biggest thing on my mind nowadays, I'm sure that will play a big role in my musings. I'm just saying - you have fair warning.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-43059222098011571132007-09-05T10:22:00.000-07:002007-09-05T11:23:13.732-07:00Topic for today: What do I want to be when I grow up? Part 1.Since being laid off 3 (4?) weeks ago, I haven't been in a huge hurry to find a new job. I mean, this is why I have an emergency fund, yes? And also, there were gymnastics National Championships nearby. And my sister's wedding things to think about. But really, I haven't done more than peruse craigslist because I have no idea what Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-88007255527172341112007-07-05T18:12:00.001-07:002007-07-05T18:32:53.956-07:00I am battered and bruised and a little bit burned today.Tuesday I went whitewater rafting. For the first time I tried it on a Class IV river (before I stuck to Class III). It was *much* less crowded than any time I've rafted before. Our two rafts were the only ones we saw on the river all day long.I think my favorite rapids were the first class IVs we came to called Tunnel Shoot. Some people Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-86015642073328112322007-06-15T10:46:00.001-07:002007-06-26T15:57:43.797-07:00Week 3 (I *am* going to finish these posts about Spain. Hopefully before I take another big vacation.)It's been so long that now I'm mainly going off the trip diary I took, but re-reading it is bringing back memories.Day 15 - I heard my host mom come into the condo at 8 a.m. That's when she got home from being out partying the night before. No wonder she looked at me as if I were crazy what withStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-28070888796507081442007-05-17T12:51:00.000-07:002007-05-31T16:23:25.126-07:00Jan and Pam tagged me with the 8 things meme. And though I doubt 8 people even read this and thus cannot tag 8 more people, the least I can do is come up with my own 8 random facts or habits. Which is harder than it sounds.Here are the rules: Each player starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves. People who are tagged, write a blog post about their own 8 random things, and post these Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-56460940142654845472007-03-19T12:42:00.000-07:002007-03-19T12:49:24.338-07:00Those who know me could easily guess that the title "The Pursuit of Happyness" would bug me. In fact, my youngest sister took great joy in bringing up the title multiple times when I was at my parents' house for Christmas. And yet, no one has intuited that I was equally bothered when I heard of "The Last Mimzy" (previewed when I went to watch Bridge to Terabithia which I heartily recommend - Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-34683704398673645132007-01-30T12:54:00.000-08:002007-01-30T13:03:22.556-08:00Hmm, it's January 30 and I think I can say with confidence that my "15 minutes a day of cleaning" thing has been a moderate success. I'm getting better at doing the cleaning each day instead of just saving up those quarter hours for Saturday. Certain tasks take me easily beyond the 15 minutes, but once I get started I don't care so much. The big gain has been that the goal makes me get startedStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-87898560214187984662007-01-08T13:41:00.000-08:002007-01-08T15:07:28.455-08:00So I don't really do New Years' Resolutions. I do smaller, more frequent resolutions throughout the year. Which I am adept at breaking just about as quickly as the average American breaks his or her New Years' resolutions. Yay me?Anyway, in addition to a vague intention to really start thinking about maybe getting on some of my 101 in 1001 list items, I'm going to make a New Years' resolution Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1164753380319170152006-11-28T14:25:00.000-08:002006-11-28T14:36:21.163-08:00Ouch.Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.I had two grandmothers. One of them had a debilitating and very painful disease for the last 20 years of her life. She got all of her nutrition through a tube directly into her stomach (or large intenstine maybe) for 5 + years. She was mostly bed ridden, except she refused to stay in bed because she didn't want her muscles to atrophy. She made dinner for Grandpa nearlyStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1152166362582636442006-07-05T23:06:00.000-07:002007-03-08T15:17:20.519-08:00Week two!Of my big long Spain trip. That occurred almost a year ago. Ahem.Day 8 was a Sunday. I had managed to purchase a full metro pass (abordo de transportes) but was still feeling my way around the Metro in Madrid. The bus to Madrid was old hat by then. What hadn’t registered was that one of the Metro lines that I planned to use was down for construction – part of the big “get Madrid ready Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1146587232702919252006-05-02T08:28:00.000-07:002006-05-02T09:27:12.776-07:00I am not very critical when it comes to movies. I can enjoy the fluffiest of chick flicks. And I am a huge gymnastics fan. So I really, really wanted to like Stick It. Really wanted to. I wanted to have fun watching the gymnastics. I wanted to care about the characters. I wanted the movie to explain gymnastics to the not-yet-a-fan crowd. I am sorely disappointed.There were a few faults I Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1146101023986537372006-04-26T18:18:00.000-07:002006-04-26T18:23:43.996-07:00Ugh. So. Work. Yuck.Tonight I need to test stuff as we take a short little partial downtime. So as not to inconvenience our users, said downtime will begin at midnight. It should end within a couple of hours. But still, guess who will be sitting up, awake, waiting for things to happen tonight? Yes, hi. At least I get to go to sleep after that.Next Monday I get to start my workday at 4 a.mStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1140054771656388442006-02-15T17:49:00.000-08:002007-03-08T15:17:51.677-08:00I sort of glossed over something that happened during week 1. I said that I was "hit on by a man who appeared to be more than twice my age." So I am expanding here. I will just start by saying, yes, I am a big huge idiot. Dumb. Naive. Wimpy.I was in Plaza de Espana. I sat down to look at a map to figure out where I wanted to go next. An older guy (I'd guess 60+) on the next bench over asked if I Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1139273301833983892006-02-06T16:41:00.000-08:002006-02-06T16:48:21.850-08:00Week one of my big month-long Spain trip:I only slept a couple of hours the night before I left (laundry and packing). Flew to Chicago, 40minute layover before heading to Madrid. Couldn't sleep on that flight because there was a baby crying. The whole time. Yes, all 7 - 8 hours. He'd stop for maybe 15 minutes at a time. And just as I was almost asleep... well, you get the picture. Yes, I Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1131580445596151722005-11-09T15:47:00.000-08:002005-11-09T15:54:05.606-08:00It occurs to me that trying to accomplish 101 things in 1001 days means completing an item once every 10 days on average. I don't know what I was thinking. I'm waaaay behind now. I should have completed 16 things by now. I've completed 8. I've been being pretty lackadaisical about the whole thing and that has to stop now. Starting with one that other people are waiting on me for - the MIT Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1129679983714346162005-10-18T16:15:00.000-07:002005-10-18T16:59:43.756-07:00I'm going to add stories, reports and musings about my time in Spain in installments here. Part 1 (of however many I do before I run out of things to say or get bored).You know how you go on a trip and everyone asks you the same questions so you get your answers down pat and know which stories are in your repertoire and you just keep cycling through them? Yeah, everyone asks me about the food.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1125447919968077712005-08-30T17:19:00.000-07:002005-08-30T17:25:19.976-07:00Okay, I take that all back. Got a family in Spain. Why is it, however, that the weeks leading up to vacation are so stressful? I'm not even talking about packing and locating documents, etc. I'm saying that I will spend an average of 12 hours per day at work until I leave on vacation because I have to get everything ready for other people to take over my work. Granted, I am the only one of Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1124407352739244462005-08-18T15:59:00.000-07:002005-08-18T16:22:32.780-07:00Still no family for the Spain thing, but I have taken the excellent advice offered and contacted the agency and they seem to think there is still a reasonable chance I'll get matched up as all of Europe comes back from their August vacations. So I gave them until the 23rd to say for sure. Only because I really, really want to meet and live with a Spanish family.My backup plan, as of now, is to Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1122400780048814922005-07-26T10:42:00.000-07:002005-07-26T10:59:40.053-07:00One of my 101 items is to take a vacation in Europe for more than 10 days. When I wrote that I knew that I had a month long sabbatical coming up and I knew that I was planning to apply to a particular program that allows you to stay with a family in Spain (probably Madrid) for "free" (after the $450 program fee) in exchange for 15 hours per week of English instruction. So I finally sent all of Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1119476298235647972005-06-22T13:56:00.000-07:002005-06-22T14:38:18.286-07:00There is a resident homeless person at the library. He sits outside with his bags and backpacks and generally plays a recorder (wind instrument) and tries to talk to people as they go in. Every once in a while someone will stop to talk when he hails them. I've stopped and talked with him (read: listened to his monologue). Ever since the powers that be told him to move to the side of the Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1119304631455999082005-06-20T14:44:00.000-07:002007-05-30T17:19:42.475-07:00Updates:I'm only at 97 on my list of 101 things to do in 1001 days. I'm trying to make most of mine real goals and meaningful to me instead of simply grabbing most of them from other people's lists and just adding one or two I care about. I mean, yes, there are some that I don't care about that much and I did steal a few from other lists because they appealed to me too but all of them are Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1118704631384598922005-06-13T16:08:00.000-07:002007-05-30T17:18:03.351-07:00A friend at work turned me on to a web site where you can buy jewelry for $6 per piece. The jewelry is not super-nice, but most pieces have been nicer than one might expect for the price. They say free, but shipping and handling is $5.99 so, yeah, it's $6 a pop. Also you can't go browse and buy whatever you want. They have a featured piece that changes every 15 minutes. So you have to go back andStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1118252148006660202005-06-08T10:28:00.000-07:002005-06-08T10:35:48.016-07:00Okay, apparently I was feeling sort of PMSy that day. Not that I don't feel all of those things in little amounts, but I think I was dwelling on it and making it all grow so much bigger in my mind. Which is fine as long as I snap out of it eventually. I was finally brave enough to put most of it up on the LBYM boards and, well, it was a little scary, but not too bad. I mean, by and large, Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1117832946845541452005-06-03T12:11:00.000-07:002005-06-03T14:34:10.480-07:00They are talking about weight and diets again over on LBYM. I'll respond there once I figure out what I'm thinking here. Someone who was overweight and has lost a lot of weight over the last year or so asked:Do you choose not to try to lose fat because you don't feel it's important enough (relative to the other priorities in your life) or because you don't feel it's likely that you would Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1117670330242272632005-06-01T16:54:00.000-07:002005-06-01T17:00:30.506-07:00Through some random link following (I think it was stalking TWoP writers), I discovered the 101 things to do in 1001 days concept. Apparently a bunch of bloggers do it. So I am making my list. Once I get to 101 things, I'll attempt to make the pretty blog thing like other people. It is hard coming up with 101 things. I guess I should categorize stuff so that it makes sense and maybe it will sparkStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1116871605160552582005-05-23T10:54:00.000-07:002005-05-23T11:06:45.166-07:00I am the first person to admit that I am really bad at the whole pills and medication thing. You give me something to take every day and it will last about twice as long as it should. I don't remember, I don't bother. I've always been relatively healthy so I just don't stress too much about stuff like that. (When and if I ever need birth control? Not going to rely on the pill. Not if it is Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1116463825654365482005-05-18T17:33:00.000-07:002005-05-18T17:50:25.660-07:00I hope this doesn't sound insufferably snotty, but seriously, if you apply for a job and are contacted by someone saying they want to do a phone interview, wouldn't you consider it somewhat basic to maybe, I don't know, look up the company for which you are interviewing? Yes, I know, I didn't give a ton of notice for when the interview itself was, but you got the email saying I wanted to call Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1116291362218722372005-05-16T17:44:00.000-07:002006-11-09T15:03:06.040-08:00I'm not normally a nerd. Well, okay, I am frequently a little nerdy, but I generally read books without feeling compelled to make vocabulary lists. Really, I do. Except for books that my book club reads. For those I break out the dictionary. Now in a book about the making of the OED, you'd think the list would be longer than, say, the list for a Nero Wolfe mystery (Some Buried Caesar). But no. Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1115425677462830212005-05-06T17:21:00.000-07:002005-05-06T17:28:16.633-07:00Back again, after another year long break (or almost a year anyway). My weight is up. 178. Which isn't exactly a personal high, but it is close. Yuck. Also -- I am so tired making value judgements about everything I eat. So much so that it is becoming counter-productive. As in "I know it is *wrong* to eat this brownie but I want it and you can't stop me na na na boo boo." Gack! Could I live Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1076693689732875952004-02-13T09:34:00.000-08:002004-02-13T09:36:39.593-08:00Since no one is reading this, I can vent here about personal stuff. Today's topic - bras. Why oh why does not one single store within 100 miles of where I live carry Lunaire? Seriously, they are high end expensive bras and the only brand that I have found that reliably fits correctly and I am willing and at this point even eager to pay a premium (okay, probably only up to $35 for a bra, bugt Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-1076625932826859632004-02-12T14:45:00.000-08:002004-02-12T14:47:21.750-08:00So, apparently it has been more than a year since I posted anything here. I wouldn't have thought so. But whatever. I don't even have anything interesting to say. Hi again? Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-816766792002-09-16T09:08:00.000-07:002002-09-16T09:08:58.190-07:00I'm here at work and I've been here since early (6 a.m.). And I have pretty much finished most of the work that was scheduled for today. It's 8:57. This is about the time I normally come in. And I'm "stuck" here until 5:30. I'm sure that there is stuff that I could do, and I will eventually, but for now I'm coasting.
Random thoughts - I want to be a foster parent someday. I wonder if Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-109462132002-03-20T14:32:00.000-08:002005-06-13T16:01:18.303-07:00Lately I've really felt disinclined to work. Not that I don't want to do anything, just that my job responsibilities don't seem all that exciting. So it's not work that I don't want to do, it's my work. Also, the supply room is out of tissues. Annoying. I should find our office manager because she almost certianly has a secret stash, but I don't want to bug her because she is always so busy. Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-65631032001-10-23T14:58:00.000-07:002005-06-13T16:02:33.516-07:00Today is one more reason that I really like the company I work for. Today we invited a law professor who specializes in Middle Eastern affairs (legal and political) to speak to us at a brown bag lunch. About 75% of the company showed up to hear his talk and ask questions. We've had these discussions from time to time and I like the fact that we take time out from work to talk about tough issues Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-63670782001-10-15T18:41:00.000-07:002004-02-12T14:34:34.576-08:00Excellent! The changing colors thing worked thanks to the very good instructions by Marcus (who is, I assume, the creater of the blogback stuff). For someone who works at a web company, I am woefully under-educated in how to write HTML. Other programming languages - sure, I know C, Java, LISP, but I haven't taken the time to really learn HTML. Of course it seems that I can figure stuff out Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-63571362001-10-15T11:32:00.000-07:002001-10-15T11:32:46.000-07:00I added a comment thing to my template today. Seems very cool. I will change the colors eventually since I think the black writing on dark blue background is hard to read. Gotta be one of Nielsen's top ten worst things to do on the web. Which is not to say that I don't greatly appreciate the person who went to all of the work to create the comment thing and share it. Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-62452402001-10-10T14:22:00.000-07:002001-10-10T14:22:18.533-07:00I'm in this weird stage at work where I know I am going to be hit with a ton of stuff to do but at the moment I don't have anything to do. So I can ruminate. I've been emailing my sister daily, generally several times a day and it always makes me happier. I am not a phone person, never have been, even as a teenage girl. Email is good, as are face to face conversations. And letters sent Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-59378712001-09-26T15:30:00.000-07:002005-06-13T16:03:40.270-07:00Okay, so my rant for the day is about my roommate again. She's taking the LSAT. No problem with that. But she's taking everything so seriously. My take on the LSAT (and I could be wrong) is that it is roughly like the GRE. No specialized knowledge, just your average standardized test. Now I could see stressing over the MCAT or a single subject GRE. But the LSAT?It's not that she's stressing, it'sStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-57907772001-09-19T16:02:00.000-07:002005-06-13T16:04:30.730-07:00On the terrorist attack topic -- I was reading some posts here (on other blogs) and articles, etc. and I have to say I agree somewhat with the editorial in the San Jose Mercury today - so many people are taking this attack and using it to forward their pre-existing agendas and that's annoying. I just read one about how what we should learn from this is to be more environmentally conscious. How Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-57451162001-09-17T14:37:00.000-07:002004-02-12T14:21:41.936-08:00I'm back - that took longer than originally planned for obvious reasons. About which I will not write at the moment because I don't think I have any coherent thoughts. And what I have heard from others is still jumbled.
Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-53924112001-08-30T15:02:00.000-07:002005-06-13T16:05:14.236-07:00I am having the hardest time getting work done. I leave for vacation this Saturday and I keep wanting to do stuff to get ready for that. Like rent a car (gotta remember to get that done today) and make reservations at the youth hostel for the one night when I won't be staying with friends. This is going to be a vacation on a shoestring. My tickets were $202 - for a flight from San Jose, CA to Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-53869752001-08-30T09:54:00.000-07:002007-05-31T09:13:15.784-07:00I saw someone else's web page on which she listed, or attempted to list, every book she ever read. I don't know that I could completely list every book I read last week (I tend to forget titles and authors and stuff like that). During the summers in high school I read at least 6 - 10 books a week. That was a combination of having no life, a side effect of living 45 minutes from where you go to Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-53721022001-08-29T15:34:00.000-07:002005-06-13T16:05:34.383-07:00We just found a pretty big wolf spider in our pod (like a cubicle, but for multiple people and with less demeaning types of walls, but still no door or ceiling). We caught it under a bowl and slid a paper under that, then some cardboard so we could safely transport it outside. Ick! I'm okay with small to moderate sized spiders, but once you hit 1 in. in size, that's it.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111699.post-52764862001-08-24T11:01:00.000-07:002001-08-24T11:01:00.850-07:00This morning bereakfast was the rest of the cantloupe from last night. Except for the part that my roommate apparently ate.
I don't mind sharing food, in fact I prefer it to having jealously guarded stashes of stuff, but she always ends up taking "the good stuff." Like we had a gallon of chocolate brownie ice cream that one of my friends brought over. My friend and I each had a small bowl Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16501904682379824742noreply@blogger.com0