<?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-10631328</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:17:13.744-04:00</updated><category term='holiday'/><category term='artist'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='season'/><category term='college'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='portfolio'/><category term='INXS U2'/><category term='costume'/><category term='painting'/><category term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>rebeccashane</title><subtitle type='html'>Journal Blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>232</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-5002457390662662697</id><published>2009-06-12T17:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:21:42.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>163/365</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="260" height="195" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=1d0a927118&amp;photo_id=3617711531&amp;flickr_show_info_box=true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=1d0a927118&amp;photo_id=3617711531&amp;flickr_show_info_box=true" height="195" width="260"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/3617711531/"&gt;163/365&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-5002457390662662697?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/5002457390662662697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=5002457390662662697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/5002457390662662697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/5002457390662662697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2009/06/163365.html' title='163/365'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-3910659255831191776</id><published>2009-01-23T11:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:36:28.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Hard : Party Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="500" height="375" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=66545" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;amp;photo_secret=e34682e042&amp;amp;photo_id=3220642370&amp;amp;show_info_box=true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=66545"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=66545" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;amp;photo_secret=e34682e042&amp;amp;photo_id=3220642370&amp;amp;flickr_show_info_box=true" height="375" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/3220642370/"&gt;Jump on it&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-3910659255831191776?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/3910659255831191776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=3910659255831191776&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/3910659255831191776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/3910659255831191776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2009/01/work-hard-party-hard.html' title='Work Hard : Party Hard'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-6174009133020581035</id><published>2008-09-28T22:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:27:05.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Color Wheel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/243507211/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/85/243507211_c72ef48db1.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/243507211/"&gt;my colorwheel&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am slightly addicted to color theory.  I seem to have a way to creep a color scheme into EVERY lesson I do with my 7th grade.  I am not sure why.  We were given the task to create a colorwheel during our student teaching.  I still use this colorwheel to this day.  Everything on this board moves thanks to VELCRO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-6174009133020581035?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/6174009133020581035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=6174009133020581035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/6174009133020581035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/6174009133020581035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-color-wheel.html' title='My Color Wheel'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/85/243507211_c72ef48db1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-5487581478638266286</id><published>2007-08-07T00:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T01:05:54.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So, what's new?</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since the last posting. Since then I had left a retail job, kept my part time gig at a local children's museum and started working my first teaching job. While teaching I was hired at another school district *that I am very pleased with*. My new job starts in the fall. After 10 weeks of 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade art I finished off the school year with a trip to Maui, Hawaii where I got married to my High School Sweetheart. The ceremony was a private sunset affair followed by lovely dinner with family. While in Hawaii my very loved brother in law lost his fight with pancreatic cancer. He had just turned 37. We flew home for services and family support. Life is different now. I normally have the words, I generally have some deep rooted emotion that might muster up some kind of poetic connection to this tragedy.. Not this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart breaks for my brave sister and her loss. Her life is turning the page to this new chapter and all within light speed. As a mom of a 3 year old, days must pass, never having enough time to go, do, run. Nights must stay too long. The silence of bedroom is deafening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has revolved around pictures for the past 7 years. Hungry for something captured, amused by memories. I live for my photographs. Jim has been my 2 year muse for snapping shots whenever in his presence. These digital memories are like whispers of love, laughter, togetherness and candidness. When I think of Jim, I think of all the times we waited just to hear ourselves talk, never really listening to each other. Then something happened when his son was born, I started to listen. His words became valuable. I want sure at the time why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't there for his passing, I was in Hawaii getting ready for my wedding. But I believe we had our goodbye. It was back at the hospital when the doctors said there was nothing more they could do. We embraced and his words were like pure poetry. We both looked at each other full of tears and said that we loved each other. I had never said those words to him. I am glad we had that moment. I will always remember, honor, and love my brother in law Jim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-5487581478638266286?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/5487581478638266286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=5487581478638266286&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/5487581478638266286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/5487581478638266286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-whats-new.html' title='So, what&apos;s new?'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-7922800120493097278</id><published>2007-03-21T23:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T10:00:06.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holey good golly.</title><content type='html'>My week goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monday: Job 1/Interview/callback/Accept teaching position(now Job 3)/Freak out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tuesday: Job 1/Grandmother's Brain Surgery/Job 2/Acceptence Email from RIT Fine Arts Grad School&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wednesday: Job 1/Grandmothers doin good/Job 2/48 Free Crayola color pencils&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thursday: Education Expo/Grandmother Hospital Visit/Sister Promdress Shopping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday: Job 2/Mom's 50th Birthday Bash&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-7922800120493097278?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/7922800120493097278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=7922800120493097278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/7922800120493097278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/7922800120493097278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2007/03/holey-good-golly.html' title='Holey good golly.'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-468960106805912941</id><published>2007-02-10T23:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T23:24:16.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it goes up and it goes down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/379352484/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/133/379352484_59372e5bb7_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/379352484/"&gt;Laces&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Life isnt adjustable to comfort: We all start out as these shiney bright and new people in the world, and then life happens. We learn, struggle, and all along we are growing. We create bonds with other people, spirits, and souls. They come and they go. Are we all just passing by on the way to somewhere special.&lt;br /&gt;Talking with my sister today I shared with her a thought I had about death, and the intimate simplicity it has. Its not this distant unknown void anymore. People come and they go. The time in between is what exactly? A young friend of ours passed away last year before 30. The question is always "Why did God have to take him/her from us?" or "Why them?.. They had their whole lives to live" - On the other hand, why isnt the question "Why am I still here?" "Why wasnt it my time?"&lt;br /&gt;We are young, some die young. We are middle age, some die middle age. We are old, some die old. What I know is that we all die. We all leave this place, so if it is something we all do, why is there fear? Why is there saddness? Why is there anger?&lt;br /&gt;Is it in the win or the lose? - Does that feeling stem from the fight?&lt;br /&gt;I want to say that for those that are taken from us, there is pain, there will be pain.  I encountered so much pain from my grandmothers death almost two years ago. She was in my thoughts daily, and nightly I cried. But time heals these things. Time will heal all things. It is all we have. There is no guarantee for anything. When it is time to go, it is time to go.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-468960106805912941?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/468960106805912941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=468960106805912941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/468960106805912941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/468960106805912941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-goes-up-and-it-goes-down.html' title='it goes up and it goes down.'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/133/379352484_59372e5bb7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-1967844479883089847</id><published>2007-01-16T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T00:14:56.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>getting on with it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://avatars.yahoo.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="235" alt="Yahoo! Avatars" src="http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=rsholtby&amp;size=large&amp;amp;type=jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year - is long overdue.  Things have been hectic, and all together good since the new year.  Looks like things are going smooth. We are planning our wedding and the new year has been good to us. We were in great need of the holiday season ending as soon as possible.  Our wedding countdown is on and I know it will be here sooner than we could ever imagine.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;- this is my Yahoo Avatar that Ive geared up for the big count down ;) &lt;br /&gt;With the 'big day' ahead I am sure all couples go through some kind of jitters, right?  Well for me its knowing that I only have about 185 days left of using the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;last name&lt;/span&gt; I was given at birth.  That is an interesting feeling knowing that your identity as you know it will be changing for the rest of your life.  Its scary, and yet inviting?  My fiance' has noticed that I am a slob.  I've tried to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;consistent&lt;/span&gt;, so this should be no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  For those of you that are married, cheers for getting through the obstacles of wedding planning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-1967844479883089847?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/1967844479883089847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=1967844479883089847&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/1967844479883089847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/1967844479883089847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2007/01/getting-on-with-it.html' title='getting on with it...'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-4018417199720074258</id><published>2006-12-17T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T14:02:13.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kj3C3xKVXic/RYWTWarikqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9r9klGWvbKg/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009572173847892642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kj3C3xKVXic/RYWTWarikqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9r9klGWvbKg/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I did it.  I got my Bachelors Degree in Fine Arts.  The journey had been an amazing one.  I am still reeling over how I did it.  All but my last year of school I was working full time and attending classes full time.  Then again I wonder how some single moms do it with kids.  I dont want to slow down or reflect - I just want to push forward and look towards a Masters program.  All the lessons are away, and its time to break out the paints.  I have things inside that are ready to come out.  Im looking forward to painting for myself and finding out more of what Ive got goin on in this head of mine.  A thanks to all that have been there, put up with me, and watched me face this storm.  Its over now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-4018417199720074258?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/4018417199720074258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=4018417199720074258&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/4018417199720074258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/4018417199720074258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-graduation.html' title='My Graduation'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kj3C3xKVXic/RYWTWarikqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9r9klGWvbKg/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-4422141150575030186</id><published>2006-12-10T08:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T08:56:57.922-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>The countdown is ON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.snugglepie.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.snugglepie.com/ezb/724075.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Working retail for the holidays is actually pretty interesting.  There are those customer that come in line and spend about 1000.00 in one shot.  There are customers that don't care about deals and savings.  I found myself actually getting nausious after ringing up purchases because they are all put on credit cards.  I started to look at Christmas in a new light yesterday.  "You think he will like it?" "Would a 20 year old wear this?"  "Is Scooby-Do the same is this character?" (Pooh).  People are aimlessly purchasing gifts in hopes that the recipent will be pleased.  No matter what the cost.  They will put themselves in debt to make other people happy.  It was pretty upsetting.  So I tried to give every customer the chance to save money yesterday with coupons.  I pointed out where it showed how much they saved on the receipt.  They all smiled and walked away.  If anything I made note of the 1.97 items coming through my line.  I shopped after my shift.  I spent 56 dollars on 16 clothing items.  That averages $3.50 per item.  My receipt says I saved 300.69 dollars.  YES. I KNOW HOW TO SHOP.  Happy Smart Shopping Everyone.  Don't put yourself in debt.  Make gifts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-4422141150575030186?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/4422141150575030186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=4422141150575030186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/4422141150575030186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/4422141150575030186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/12/countdown-is-on.html' title='The countdown is ON!'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-2920271851083743605</id><published>2006-11-25T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T09:58:22.541-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wyse.com/img/solutions/retail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.wyse.com/img/solutions/retail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if I wasn't stupid or insane enough, 21 days until graduation I experienced my first day working in RETAIL. I now work PT at a local department store just for some extra Holiday cash. I havent finished my training yet. I hadnt even touched a register until they threw me on the floor with Black Friday shoppers. It wasnt aweful, but I have to say- I am stilll learning. If the customer has a question - I have a question too.  There is a sweet discount benefit that I hope to  take advantage of for the shopping season.  But for now I hope I dont loose my mind from pissed off customers.  TIS' THE SEASON!&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/10631328-2920271851083743605?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/2920271851083743605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=2920271851083743605&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/2920271851083743605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/2920271851083743605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/11/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-7456684026766792480</id><published>2006-11-19T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T10:38:57.213-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INXS U2'/><title type='text'>Feedback from the Masses</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;"a person that asks a stupid question is only stupid until he has an answer, the person that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; ask questions - is stupid for life." With that said, we have recently had some hilarious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;conversations&lt;/span&gt; at my house. For instance, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;How would you describe the sound you hear in your head when eating coconut&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt; sounds dumb right? but you try to describe it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, last night while we were out at a local Moe's we listed to some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; songs while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;contemplating&lt;/span&gt; our imaginary future &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;child's&lt;/span&gt; name. (Ill mention this later.) While eating burritos we listed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;INXS&lt;/span&gt; we found many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;parallels&lt;/span&gt; to the band U2. I mentioned that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;INXS's&lt;/span&gt; song Meditate reminded me of U2's Numb. You take a listen and judge: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KL7FY7rwVtQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KL7FY7rwVtQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H2lbiS1fris"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H2lbiS1fris" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. our child will be blessed with the name &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fabio &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Tsatsu&lt;/span&gt; (pronounced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cha&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Choo&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nicholi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rachmananoff&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; decided on a middle name yet.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;  - Yeah you can say we were in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hysterics&lt;/span&gt; for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-7456684026766792480?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/7456684026766792480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=7456684026766792480&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/7456684026766792480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/7456684026766792480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/11/feedback-from-masses.html' title='Feedback from the Masses'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-1560260503278431968</id><published>2006-11-13T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:42:32.010-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portfolio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artist'/><title type='text'>Masters Deadline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/sets/72157594372068017/"&gt;&lt;img height="161" alt="Blue" src="http://static.flickr.com/106/295483382_4c6cac68e0_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The day is approaching, the deadline for my masters application.  Thank god we got out yesterday and got some outdoor pictures in before the rain.  We get some great shots.  and it was quick too.  Now time to write my "letter of goals".   What doesnt kill me - only makes me stronger.  (click on the 20+ images I will be submitting for portfolio submission.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-1560260503278431968?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/1560260503278431968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=1560260503278431968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/1560260503278431968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/1560260503278431968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/11/masters-deadline.html' title='Masters Deadline'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-6226075469084834885</id><published>2006-11-10T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T09:21:18.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is flying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://www.crazyprofile.com/countdown/countdown.swf" width="260" height="165" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" wmode="transparent" quality="high" flashvars="futyr=2006&amp;futmnth=11&amp;amp;futday=16&amp;mesgtxt=Graduating from CSR&amp;amp;bgcl=black&amp;dsgn=design2"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazyprofile.com/countdown/countdown.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Created by Crazyprofile.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I got hired on the spot to a local department store to hold me over for the holidays.  Not having a job is disturbing, although I "work" full-time on my student teaching with overtime, but the end is approaching and I would like to work come 12/14.  We will see how it goes.  It seems as though there is no time for anything.  I am 3 components away from mailing off my Masters degree application.  Where did those undergraduate years go?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-6226075469084834885?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/6226075469084834885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=6226075469084834885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/6226075469084834885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/6226075469084834885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/11/time-is-flying.html' title='Time is flying.'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-2360778628104535162</id><published>2006-11-01T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T13:14:47.120-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween Ya'll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6304/1297/1600/10-31-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6304/1297/400/10-31-06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what happens when you teach all day, you have class all night and cant enjoy a holiday with family or friends... you photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-2360778628104535162?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/2360778628104535162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=2360778628104535162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/2360778628104535162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/2360778628104535162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-halloween-yall.html' title='Happy Halloween Ya&apos;ll'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-116213225828629612</id><published>2006-10-29T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:31.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/282250184/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/99/282250184_6c88e81776_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/282250184/"&gt;Sunday Morning&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So far today:  the clocks are set back, laying in bed was nice. French toast breakfast is allowed when there is no work to be done. We love the weekends.  Coffee is like a weekend reward.  This morning we were able to talk about our wedding plans.  How its all coming together so nicely - and affordably.  *only 8 months and 3 days till our wedding.*&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-116213225828629612?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/116213225828629612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=116213225828629612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/116213225828629612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/116213225828629612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/10/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday Morning'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-116178339771260152</id><published>2006-10-25T09:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:31.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all Elementary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/279054485/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/121/279054485_22f6ff0074_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/279054485/"&gt;Its all Elementary.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday ended my first session of student teaching.  I am now on my day off between Elementary and High School Sessions.  I have to arrive bright and early tomorrow -7:40!!!! *gulp*  I have to say I really did enjoy this placement.  What a wonderful bunch of students (overall).  I have to finish working on my notebook and purchase my cap and gown today. :o) Yay me! Half way home!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-116178339771260152?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/116178339771260152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=116178339771260152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/116178339771260152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/116178339771260152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-all-elementary.html' title='Its all Elementary.'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-116092247219068173</id><published>2006-10-15T10:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:31.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/269645992/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/83/269645992_f00aefb2a4_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/269645992/"&gt;Sleeping Beauty&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Columbus weekend we went for a nice little hike.  Just north east of Lake George, Sleeping Beauty mountain is a great short hike with a rewarding rock face.  It was a pity that there seemed to be an unannounced dog show at the top.  There was seriously every breed of dog imaginable.  This was the first time I personally experienced being warm on a peak.  Silly me brought a sweatshirt for nothing.  This was well needed as a break from my last semester. : )  No better way to see the autumn foliage.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-116092247219068173?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/116092247219068173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=116092247219068173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/116092247219068173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/116092247219068173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/10/sleeping-beauty.html' title='Sleeping Beauty'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-116027046816004747</id><published>2006-10-07T21:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:31.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Molding Young Minds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/263396851/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/119/263396851_f80f99618e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/263396851/"&gt;1 out of 5 kids in my class:&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's a Bad Day &lt;/b&gt;Illustrated by Glin Dibley, I saw this book today and it reminded me of my the kids I teach.  The constant "portable snacktime".  Its so gross its humorous.  I have about two weeks left at my first placement.  I think I am ready for high schoolers.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-116027046816004747?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/116027046816004747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=116027046816004747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/116027046816004747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/116027046816004747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/10/molding-young-minds.html' title='Molding Young Minds'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115963353486324905</id><published>2006-09-30T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:31.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roman Sculpture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/256427387/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/108/256427387_09ea5c6ada_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/256427387/"&gt;Roman Sculpture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was my dreaded essay question for my last teaching certificate exam. AND I EFFING NAILED IT. -however I did get the year wrong, but I knew it was a Roman statue and was Cesaer. SCORE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;info:&lt;br /&gt;Augustus Prima Porta- 1st C AD, marble, unknown artist&lt;br /&gt;-idealized sculpture of Ceasar Augustus, first Emperor of Rome&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wont mention how some STUPID girl just sat right down in my seat and put HER thumbprint on my EXAM.  Her thumbprint was practically on top of MY NAME.. How stupid is that: "Exuse me but I am seat 507",   her stupid ass: "Oh I just came in and sat where ever"  (as she takes another random seat I wonder how she got this far in life not knowing how to follow simple directions and have pity on her future students).&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115963353486324905?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115963353486324905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115963353486324905&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115963353486324905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115963353486324905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/09/roman-sculpture.html' title='Roman Sculpture'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115912337340910731</id><published>2006-09-24T14:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:31.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>teacher bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/251545386/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/111/251545386_36b4cefafd_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/251545386/"&gt;teacher bag&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I gave in.. I bought one.&lt;br /&gt;Reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1. Secretary's dont like student teachers bothering them for a hole punch.&lt;br /&gt;2. All hole punchers are not STANDARD - time to bring my own.&lt;br /&gt;3. It rained, and I almost had a full binder of lessons destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;4. My lunch bag will fit nicely stowed away.&lt;br /&gt;5. Trying to carry 4 lessons of visuals in a portfolio and a 3 inch full binder can break a person.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115912337340910731?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115912337340910731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115912337340910731&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115912337340910731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115912337340910731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/09/teacher-bag.html' title='teacher bag'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115850060739258452</id><published>2006-09-17T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:31.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike &amp; Colleen Engagement dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/245388889/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/79/245388889_c79f127400_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/245388889/"&gt;mosaic&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we all headed out to the Cheesecake Factory for a great dinner :)&lt;br /&gt;Expect to eat BIG when  you get there.. and dont even bother with appetizers.............&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115850060739258452?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115850060739258452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115850060739258452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115850060739258452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115850060739258452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/09/mike-colleen-engagement-dinner.html' title='Mike &amp; Colleen Engagement dinner'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115827222094887050</id><published>2006-09-14T18:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:31.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the playground</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/243408893/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/93/243408893_7260133391_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/243408893/"&gt;the playground&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my placement.. this little colorful cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;the desks are covered with glue,&lt;br /&gt;paperscrapes are all over,&lt;br /&gt;none of the chairs are pushed in,&lt;br /&gt;and I have used Purell 10 times.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115827222094887050?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115827222094887050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115827222094887050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115827222094887050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115827222094887050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/09/playground.html' title='the playground'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115759985580599430</id><published>2006-09-06T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:31.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If this semester is a Roller Coaster .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://view.break.com/149073"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/coster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IM the kid on the right...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click on image to watch video)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115759985580599430?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115759985580599430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115759985580599430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115759985580599430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115759985580599430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-this-semester-is-roller-coaster.html' title='If this semester is a Roller Coaster .....'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115757548985522238</id><published>2006-09-06T16:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:30.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Days</title><content type='html'>I just got up from an afternoon nap. Eating 90 second rice, summer squash, tomato sandwich. My first day of observation ended earlier, but I was able to watch 5 out of 7 classes. I taught one lesson off the cuff. My teacher helped me a lot with my first lesson during our lunch. One thing that comes to mind: If I ever stop caring about the children, its my time to stop teaching. There are teachers that love to teach and those that can't wait for them to leave the room. Does this come with experience? If I ever stop caring, its time for me to put in the towel. It seems to do more harm if a teacher doesn't care and sticks around? I don't know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is A-Man's Super Stellar First day of Pre-School. What a big boy. Also today was my youngest sisters first day of being a SENIOR at high school. What a day. As 5pm approaches I have to start working on my lesson I'll be teaching on Monday to the 5th Grade. Self Portraits. 4 days. I think I need some chocolate to get me through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115757548985522238?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115757548985522238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115757548985522238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115757548985522238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115757548985522238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-days.html' title='First Days'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115720745634830299</id><published>2006-09-02T10:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:30.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To all Family and Friends:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/95/231799768_fb245a5ecd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/95/231799768_fb245a5ecd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Click on the image for larger version.  This is the take home copy of the letter that address the time that will be put into this semester.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115720745634830299?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115720745634830299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115720745634830299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115720745634830299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115720745634830299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-all-family-and-friends.html' title='To all Family and Friends:'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115690225552454874</id><published>2006-08-29T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:30.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School begins....</title><content type='html'>Went to class.  Came home and &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/tech/webguide/internetlife/2006-08-22-blogger-artists_x.htm"&gt;read this&lt;/a&gt; outloud to Kevin, smiled.  Going to bed.  Going to NYC tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115690225552454874?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115690225552454874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115690225552454874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115690225552454874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115690225552454874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/08/school-begins.html' title='School begins....'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115672534082278531</id><published>2006-08-27T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:30.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't got no job....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/sets/72157594252765422/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/75/225779297_e301248d4d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student teaching starts in one week so my last day of work.. My last day of working for a company for 8+ years ended this past friday.  I made my coworkers a goodbye video &lt;a href="http://www.rebeccashane.com/work_0001.wmv"&gt;seen here.&lt;/a&gt;  Im a visual person so it has to be done with some photos and a tune.  SATURDAY - was the begining of a new life for me.  I photographed a wedding, not just any old wedding- BUT my aunt Andrea's wedding.  It was so much fun.  Tomorrow beings my first Monday without a job.  To view photos of the wedding click on the image!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115672534082278531?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115672534082278531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115672534082278531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115672534082278531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115672534082278531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/08/aint-got-no-job.html' title='Ain&apos;t got no job....'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115627758716299759</id><published>2006-08-22T16:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:29.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.curtispublishing.com/images/NonRockwell/9340915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.curtispublishing.com/images/NonRockwell/9340915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I passed my Ats-W state exam.  That is one good thing.  I turned 28, and will be attending my second wedding of the summer this saturday.  I will be photographing that wedding as well.  I just registered for my final state teaching exam CST.  And will be purchasing my wedding dress sooner than anyone could ever expect.  It was good.  No homework, demanded studio hours, library research, and no students to teach.   Been to the track a couple times got my freebies... August is not over yet but I hear September callin'.  My arms are open to embrase it because I know the end of that story - December graduation. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115627758716299759?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115627758716299759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115627758716299759&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115627758716299759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115627758716299759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/08/goodbye-summer.html' title='Goodbye Summer'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115591080781512587</id><published>2006-08-18T10:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:29.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Guster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/218402456/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/74/218402456_3b3071f632_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/218402456/"&gt;Avenue of Pines&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mom HOOK US UP and got 6 free tickets to Guster at Spac.  It was a fun time, id like to say that the singer has got to be a fun guy to tour with.  He had us cracking up.  Overall it was a good free concert to say the least THANKS MA'!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115591080781512587?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115591080781512587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115591080781512587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115591080781512587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115591080781512587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/08/free-guster.html' title='Free Guster'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115547568451032414</id><published>2006-08-13T09:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:29.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>28 isn't so bad....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/sets/72157594233591056/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/82/213269574_d5b88e238f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past friday I turned 28.  It is really an awesome thing when you don't expect anything at all and everyone you know pulls out all the stops for your birthday.  I love my family and my friends for taking the time out of their lives to spend time with me and share some laughes.  That means more to me than anything.  Thank you so much!  I really do appreciate it!.. xoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(click on the image to see more birthday pix)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115547568451032414?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115547568451032414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115547568451032414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115547568451032414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115547568451032414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/08/28-isnt-so-bad.html' title='28 isn&apos;t so bad....'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115498705086289641</id><published>2006-08-07T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:29.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/milk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my fiance' pings me this link to check out... "Am I seriously seeing Milk on Amazon.com?" Looking closer I read the reviews.. the handful of 494 reviews of MILK. Still I wonder... "Is this for real?" He laughs and says yeah. Okay if you have time on your hands and want a laugh:&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/customer-reviews/B00032G1S0/ref=cm_rev_next/002-8547982-9713636?ie=UTF8&amp;customer-reviews.sort%5Fby=-SubmissionDate&amp;amp;n=3370831&amp;s=gourmet-food&amp;amp;customer-reviews.start=11"&gt; read the reviews for this gallon of milk offered on amazon.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&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/10631328-115498705086289641?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115498705086289641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115498705086289641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115498705086289641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115498705086289641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/08/wtf.html' title='WTF?'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115431298827984578</id><published>2006-07-30T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:29.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vern 76-06</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane"&gt;&lt;img height="158" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/59/202400156_333aaa20de_o.jpg" width="466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are too many things in life that can not be answered. One of those things is death. But death at a young age is just not comprehensible.  This is a guy that seemed to live life as though he knew it was going to be short.  He was loud, fun, always having a good time.  The best person to get a crowd going and make everyone feel like they were in good company.  &lt;a href="http://www.legacy.com/TimesUnion-Albany/Obituaries.asp?Page=Lifestory&amp;PersonId=18703611"&gt;He died short of seeing the age 30.&lt;/a&gt;  But Vern was a guy that always seemed beyond his years with all the experience that he had.  I didnt know him as well as others, but that doesnt matter.  If you met him once- you would never forget him.  His had spirit and a simple love for life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115431298827984578?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115431298827984578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115431298827984578&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115431298827984578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115431298827984578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/07/vern-76-06.html' title='Vern 76-06'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115370737131154356</id><published>2006-07-23T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:28.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clerks 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.worstpreviews.com/images/clerks2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.worstpreviews.com/images/clerks2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you remember 1994?  I remember I was 2 years shy of graduating high school.  I remember working in Gas Station and hating every customer that would wake me up while I slept the first 2 hours of my 5:45am-Noon weekend shifts.  "This job would be great if it wasn't for the f**king customers." - Randall Graves.  That is why I really enjoyed Clerks.  This past Saturday night we went to see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clerks 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  Now in my late 20's it seems fitting to revisit these characters that are now in their mid-30's still searching for something better.  We really enjoyed this movie, we laughed, we winced, we were repulsed.  Im not sure what it is that allows us all to relate to the demeaning work of a 'clerk' so well exect the fact that we all had to start somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115370737131154356?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115370737131154356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115370737131154356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115370737131154356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115370737131154356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/07/clerks-2.html' title='Clerks 2'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115314251869543901</id><published>2006-07-17T09:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:28.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>studying during summer ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0743240979.01._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0743240979.01._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST STUDY. Exam is Saturday.. YIKES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115314251869543901?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115314251869543901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115314251869543901&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115314251869543901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115314251869543901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/07/studying-during-summer.html' title='studying during summer ...'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115210605773684637</id><published>2006-07-05T09:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:28.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/182406494/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/71/182406494_6cf93156fe_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/182406494/"&gt;4th of July&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Turkey Burgers, corn on the cob, salad, grapes, Dirt Dessert, helicopters, fireworks, big crowds and family.  It was a nice holiday.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115210605773684637?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115210605773684637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115210605773684637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115210605773684637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115210605773684637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115152467121515650</id><published>2006-06-28T15:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:28.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Have you set a date?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/66/177201141_0b88a17e08_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/Engagement%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHY YES WE HAVE&lt;/span&gt;... But in the meantime.. isnt it just the best being engaged? Things are great. We still have to get used to the cards and gifts .. But its so great to be heading down the road to marriage. We are at the right age and place in life for this. How amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Click on the image to view the whole card*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115152467121515650?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115152467121515650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115152467121515650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115152467121515650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115152467121515650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/06/have-you-set-date.html' title='&quot;Have you set a date?&quot;'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115108219983297008</id><published>2006-06-23T13:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:28.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorstrology?... fun and amusing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.colorstrology.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/color.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Colorstrology &lt;/a&gt;- saw it on a tv show.. thought .. hey... I wonder what my color is.... If you are curious... &lt;a href="http://www.colorstrology.com/"&gt;Check out the website &lt;/a&gt;and find out what your color is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115108219983297008?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115108219983297008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115108219983297008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115108219983297008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115108219983297008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/06/colorstrology-fun-and-amusing.html' title='Colorstrology?... fun and amusing'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115093941234401499</id><published>2006-06-21T21:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:28.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I stumble upon the neatest things..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v282/nikki-shell/WR06_hanger_button.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v282/nikki-shell/WR06_hanger_button.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v282/nikki-shell/WR06_hanger_button.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I would like to say that I would just love for a life that could accomodate this cool stuff.. Such as &lt;a href="http://wardroberefashion.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wardrobe Refashion &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.swap-bot.com/"&gt;swap-bot&lt;/a&gt;.  I would love to participate in all of this stuff.. But at the moment the walls feel like they are creeping in and I am jealous of all the women out there that have the space in their home to do such awesome things :)  Check out these blogs for some fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115093941234401499?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115093941234401499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115093941234401499&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115093941234401499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115093941234401499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-stumble-upon-neatest-things.html' title='I stumble upon the neatest things..'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-115028954933189542</id><published>2006-06-14T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:28.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/161867365/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/68/161867365_e8a71dea64_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/161867365/"&gt;Tower&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a million pictures to upload.. But here is what I have for now...Click on the image to see more.&lt;br /&gt;It was a great trip.. now for the "fun" part of unpacking, doing laundry, and trying to sleep normal.  :)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-115028954933189542?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/115028954933189542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=115028954933189542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115028954933189542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/115028954933189542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-from-paris.html' title='Back from Paris'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114935646475770429</id><published>2006-06-03T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:28.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*BIG NEWS*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/sets/72157594153940299/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/engagementnames%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; *Click to view our photos*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114935646475770429?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114935646475770429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114935646475770429&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114935646475770429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114935646475770429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/06/big-news.html' title='*BIG NEWS*'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114910592422925934</id><published>2006-05-31T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:27.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Food Pix of May</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/52/150098101_b215ea92ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/52/150098101_b215ea92ab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I visit &lt;a href="http://bakingsheet.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bakingsheet&lt;/a&gt; to drool. Generally I find visiting this blog inspirational for getting in the kitchen and doing some damage. I love just about everything about the posts.. You should visit it and add it to your favorites if you haven't already. I am posting this pix for the &lt;a href="http://www.ismyblogburning.com/does-my-blog-look-good-in-this/"&gt;Does My Blog Look Good in This?&lt;/a&gt; event. These are my "Texas size" chocolate cupcakes with homemade frosting in purple. We ended up having too many in the house and my boyfriend brought the rest to work for his (very manly) coworkers to devour. ONLY real men bring purple cupcakes with sprinkles to work with them. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/sets/1575991/"&gt;Visit the rest of my food porn for more eye candy!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114910592422925934?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114910592422925934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114910592422925934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114910592422925934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114910592422925934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/05/best-food-pix-of-may.html' title='Best Food Pix of May'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114900430441742173</id><published>2006-05-30T11:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:27.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Bugs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blackchandelier.biz/catalog/Roachie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.blackchandelier.biz/catalog/Roachie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DON'T SQUASH THEM!! BEDAZZLE THEM! ~ Well it looks like the hot new thing is to bedazzle your bugs preferably a hissing cockroach. The hot new couture item is to have your cockroach on a thin chain leash and let him wander on your body. Visit the &lt;a href="http://www.jaredgold.com/"&gt;designers website &lt;/a&gt;for more info. What will they think of next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114900430441742173?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114900430441742173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114900430441742173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114900430441742173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114900430441742173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/05/got-bugs.html' title='Got Bugs?'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114864819415101991</id><published>2006-05-26T08:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:27.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin wit' my peeps</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Got to chill with my homeboys yesterday .. what a fun time at the park!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/153601765/"&gt;&lt;img height="315" alt="toys" src="http://static.flickr.com/62/153601765_0db933646a_o.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshotsplayer.swf" width="320" height="310" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="url=http://www.dropshots.com/photos/111875/20060525/135732.flv&amp;amp;post=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/"&gt;Video Hosting&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/"&gt;Upload Video&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/"&gt;Video Sharing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114864819415101991?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114864819415101991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114864819415101991&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114864819415101991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114864819415101991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/05/hangin-wit-my-peeps.html' title='Hangin wit&apos; my peeps'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114838918613675125</id><published>2006-05-23T08:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:27.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking forward to...</title><content type='html'>What is there to look forward to, the weather has been poopy, and Ive been working some extra hours due to being so broke.  OH YEAH...........&lt;br /&gt;My vacation is coming up!!!!!!!!!! WHO-haaaaaaaa!&lt;a href="http://www.TickerFactory.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tickers.TickerFactory.com/ezt/d/4;10720;129/st/20060604/e/Trip+to+Paris/dt/1/k/0aea/event.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114838918613675125?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114838918613675125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114838918613675125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114838918613675125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114838918613675125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/05/looking-forward-to.html' title='Looking forward to...'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114783332149521605</id><published>2006-05-16T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:27.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN......................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/147925599/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/45/147925599_06ba27b690_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/147925599/"&gt;grades&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I guess this is what happens with you deprive your body of sleep.  I know life has been shitty for some people but right now,,, this feels damn good.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114783332149521605?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114783332149521605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114783332149521605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114783332149521605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114783332149521605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/05/damn.html' title='DAMN......................'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114763695797827581</id><published>2006-05-14T16:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:27.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bhcA4Ry65FU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bhcA4Ry65FU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114763695797827581?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114763695797827581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114763695797827581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114763695797827581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114763695797827581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114752480139372384</id><published>2006-05-13T08:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:27.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My 5th Pearl Jam show..  oh yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/sets/72057594133329471/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/group.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here of my Videos of the show!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, May 12, 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/day.php?userid=111875&amp;cdate=20060512&amp;amp;cimg=0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dropshots.com/photos/111875/20060512/s_144550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/day.php?userid=111875&amp;cdate=20060512&amp;amp;cimg=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dropshots.com/photos/111875/20060512/s_162244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/day.php?userid=111875&amp;cdate=20060512&amp;amp;cimg=2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dropshots.com/photos/111875/20060512/s_165052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/day.php?userid=111875&amp;cdate=20060512&amp;amp;cimg=3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dropshots.com/photos/111875/20060512/s_171354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my pix of the show!!!&lt;br /&gt;Click on either to view!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114752480139372384?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114752480139372384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114752480139372384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114752480139372384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114752480139372384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-5th-pearl-jam-show-oh-yeah.html' title='My 5th Pearl Jam show..  oh yeah'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114738317133179502</id><published>2006-05-11T17:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:27.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay Im ready.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.diesel-ebooks.com/mas_assets/full/0471747513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" height="295" alt="" src="http://www.diesel-ebooks.com/mas_assets/full/0471747513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.libreriauniversitaria.it/data2/images/BUS/300/614/0764576143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" height="289" alt="" src="http://www.libreriauniversitaria.it/data2/images/BUS/300/614/0764576143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you tell? I picked up these lovely gems at the local book store. OH the places I will go!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114738317133179502?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114738317133179502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114738317133179502&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114738317133179502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114738317133179502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-im-ready.html' title='Okay Im ready.'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114722260503654763</id><published>2006-05-09T20:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:27.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The nature of gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/DSCN4590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/DSCN4590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It all starts with a seed. Its amazing what "god" or "a higher power" creates and destroys. Is it all a large plan? Is someone in control? Why do we have 'times to go'? If you knew when your time was, would you live your life differently? Would you love more? Would you risk more, enjoy more, strive more, or listen more?&lt;br /&gt;I sit here. Blood pumping, fully aware of the organs that are working on their own. They work without my control, a fee or surveillance. We lay down at night with the faith that we will wake in the morning. A blind faith. My relatives are in car drive distance from me. I wonder if they know they are loved. Do they know I am thankful? A product of their upbringing- a person succeeding due to their efforts and outcomes. I am effected by the challenges life brings us everyday. I inhale longer, look closer, enjoy more that I know we are not here forever. And when we leave life still goes on. While we are present we should be thankful. Life is a gift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114722260503654763?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114722260503654763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114722260503654763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114722260503654763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114722260503654763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/05/nature-of-gratitude.html' title='The nature of gratitude'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114697853490646419</id><published>2006-05-07T00:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:26.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhh crits....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sonyclassics.com/artschoolconfidential/asc_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.sonyclassics.com/artschoolconfidential/asc_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Will have to catch this&lt;a href="http://www.sonyclassics.com/artschoolconfidential/"&gt; flick!&lt;/a&gt;  Already I miss critique....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114697853490646419?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114697853490646419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114697853490646419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114697853490646419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114697853490646419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/05/ahhhh-crits.html' title='ahhhh crits....'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114680157556283552</id><published>2006-05-04T23:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:26.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>one week away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wwwimage.cbs.com/latenight/lateshow/images/pearljam/pj_album.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://wwwimage.cbs.com/latenight/lateshow/images/pearljam/pj_album.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited? Why Yes I am! I get to see PJ next friday.&lt;br /&gt;Ironic I ate like a TON of guacamole today....&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Check out Letterman tonight..&lt;br /&gt;then check out the&lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/latenight/lateshow/live_on_letterman/"&gt; webcast!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114680157556283552?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114680157556283552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114680157556283552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114680157556283552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114680157556283552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-week-away.html' title='one week away...'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114678748158842536</id><published>2006-05-04T19:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:26.749-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/DSCN4256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/DSCN4256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My last day teaching my 5th grade. I am not about to reflect just yet on my semester. There is still work to be done. All I can say is that sleep never felt so gooooooooooooood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114678748158842536?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114678748158842536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114678748158842536&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114678748158842536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114678748158842536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/05/end-of-days.html' title='The end of days...'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114661850248693702</id><published>2006-05-02T21:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:26.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Lap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/DSCN4182%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/DSCN4182%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Newbie, can ya gimme a little trouble, I'm in a little help here" - Scrubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no time for sleep. These are the colors of my world. Last week. Let the checklists, calendar, syllabus, countdown begin. That's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a fighter. It won't take me laying down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114661850248693702?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114661850248693702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114661850248693702&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114661850248693702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114661850248693702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/05/last-lap.html' title='Last Lap.'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114651382886191295</id><published>2006-05-01T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:26.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DNA mornings..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/138413140/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/47/138413140_3632b2f291_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/138413140/"&gt;DNA mornings..&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you read the bottom, you start to wonder what type of lifestyle people must have. To be able to test 10 different men to be the Father of your child , and still no results. The window of conception has to be about two weeks? right? &lt;br /&gt;GROSS. right?  Then why is this addicting.  When I was starting college Springer was amusing.  Now Maury on a daily basis has DNA tests.  &lt;br /&gt;What I think is the funniest thing - the woman that has not found the father yet tells the men that are now "baby-free" that 'God will punish you.'  Is this woman serious?  This is just another supporting example my idea: Children should be 'given' to people that have passed a certification exam to raise them.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114651382886191295?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114651382886191295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114651382886191295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114651382886191295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114651382886191295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/05/dna-mornings_01.html' title='DNA mornings..'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114632609781751395</id><published>2006-04-29T11:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:26.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>iConcert</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I visit a blog that posted a personal top 5 worse songs. This got me thinking of the concerts I had been to. I figured Id try very hard to remember all the 'big' concerts (not local shows - those would be endless) that I have attended. They are not in perfect order. What concert do you regret going to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joan Jett &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;John Cougar Melloncamp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gloria Estavan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Puff Daddy/Mace/Lil' Kim/Jay-Z/Busta' Rhymes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boyz II Men/Destiny's Child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rush/Candlebox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bush &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nine Inch Nails/Marilyn Manson/Jim Rose Sideshow Circus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gwar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joan Jett (again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pat Benatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pearl Jam 1st &amp; 2nd/Ben Harper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;John Cougar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bon Jovi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bush/Moby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Moby (again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Green Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rob Zombie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mighty Mighty Bosstones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crystal Method&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lynard Skynard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Neil Diamond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pearl Jam 3rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tool (as a Perfect Circle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tori Amos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Simon &amp;amp; Garfunkle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pearl Jam 4th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Green Day 2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stained/3 Doors Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114632609781751395?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114632609781751395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114632609781751395&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114632609781751395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114632609781751395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/04/iconcert.html' title='iConcert'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114606985058509841</id><published>2006-04-26T12:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:26.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Furniture is here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/sets/72057594117680410/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/furniture%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its here! Its here! we have shopped around.. and had our eye on this bedroom set for years.  We finaly took the step and purchased it.  We are all grown up now.  We love Stickley Furniture. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114606985058509841?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114606985058509841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114606985058509841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114606985058509841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114606985058509841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/04/furniture-is-here.html' title='Furniture is here.'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114599833779239755</id><published>2006-04-25T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:26.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free stuff is my bag.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://www.dunkindonuts.com/images/aboutus/products/smoothies/banner_smoothies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://www.dunkindonuts.com/images/aboutus/products/smoothies/banner_smoothies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Free stuff is fun. Two free things in one day.. is indulgent fun! :) and I had a lot of fun today :) Free smoothies at Dunkin Donuts and Ben and Jerry's were nice to their patrons today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.dunkindonuts.com/images/aboutus/products/smoothies/banner_smoothies.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.benjerry.com/assets/images/scoop_shops/scoopshop_locator/scoopshop.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.benjerry.com/assets/images/scoop_shops/scoopshop_locator/scoopshop.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/10631328-114599833779239755?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114599833779239755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114599833779239755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114599833779239755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114599833779239755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/04/free-stuff-is-my-bag.html' title='Free stuff is my bag.'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114581435020385383</id><published>2006-04-23T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:26.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedroom BEFORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/133569982/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/47/133569982_ed8c542535_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/133569982/"&gt;bedroom BEFORE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our furniture arrives Wednesday - so we took all precautions this weekend to empty out the room for the 6 new pieces of furniture. I will repost the update THURSDAY. (if I have the time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*update* - no food porn for this, but: What do you do with one turkey patty, one vidalea onion, some parsley, a clove of garlic, two tablespoons of extra-virgin olive oil, and 3/4 leftover Barilla Mushroom pasta sauce? YOU MAKE A KICK ASS YUMMY MEAL. It was a concoction that looked scary but was so good we ate ourselves into food comas. :o)&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114581435020385383?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114581435020385383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114581435020385383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114581435020385383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114581435020385383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/04/bedroom-before.html' title='Bedroom BEFORE'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114547127673122051</id><published>2006-04-19T14:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:26.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm an Ebay animal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/48_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/48_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kevin made me do it. I am not new to the ways of Ebay. I have bought and sold on this mighty internet tool. Since the wee-young ages of my life I have always had the drive to get what I wanted. My earliest memory@ 7-8 years old: I was bored at my mother's friend's baby shower UNTIL a gift was opened and it was this teddy bear that immediately I fell in love with. &lt;em&gt;I HAD TO HAVE IT&lt;/em&gt;. (I later bought that bear for myself at that very young age.) I am not one to be possessed by materials. But some things take control. And there is no price that is too high for the gratification which is a purchase that is desired from the gut. So I found this dress on ebay. Its a Banana Republic Silk evening dress.  I won it, and of course I had to because my boyfriend (which is another example of getting what I want) taunted me to purchase. "Rebecca, you always get what you set your mind to..." DAMN I couldn't loose this dress. It should be at my door shortly. I have already deemed this my Wedding #1 and Wedding #2 of August dress. - Ill stretch it to say maybe a graduation dinner dress? LOL we shall see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114547127673122051?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114547127673122051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114547127673122051&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114547127673122051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114547127673122051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-ebay-animal.html' title='I&apos;m an Ebay animal...'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114512301098112455</id><published>2006-04-15T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:25.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://avatars.yahoo.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="235" alt="Yahoo! Avatars" src="http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=rsholtby&amp;size=large&amp;amp;type=jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Easter Weekend Everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114512301098112455?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114512301098112455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114512301098112455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114512301098112455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114512301098112455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114502080462865781</id><published>2006-04-14T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:25.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>Does God really only give you what you are able to handle? I don't know what to think of that theory. My sister and my brother in law have to be one of the strongest couples ever if that is that case. Their &lt;a href="http://www.timesunion.com/AspStories/story.asp?storyID=471577"&gt;nephew was hit by a car lastnight&lt;/a&gt;. My brother in law has also found out that his cancer came back this week. Who in their right mind would do this to a family? I don't question my faith, but if there was ever a test of strength and faith - this would be it. This is a stress/pain that would not even be wished on enemies. I can only ask to please send prayers and good wishes to their family during this hearbreaking time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114502080462865781?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114502080462865781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114502080462865781&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114502080462865781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114502080462865781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/04/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114497377365475230</id><published>2006-04-13T20:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:25.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sr. Vey</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Observation Skills Get A B-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howobservantareyouquiz/observant-b.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your senses are pretty sharp (okay, most of the time)&lt;br /&gt;And it takes something big to distract you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howobservantareyouquiz/"&gt;How Observant Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#fff2bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your French Name is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffae6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/frenchnamegenerator/france.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isabelle Collard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/frenchnamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your French Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Who Should Paint You: Andy Warhol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatartistshouldpaintyourportraitquiz/andy-warhol.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got an interested edge that would be reflected in any portrait&lt;br /&gt;You don't need any fancy paint techniques to stand out from the crowd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatartistshouldpaintyourportraitquiz/"&gt;What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slow and Steady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/serious.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/"&gt;How Do People See You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114497377365475230?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114497377365475230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114497377365475230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114497377365475230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114497377365475230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/04/sr-vey.html' title='Sr. Vey'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114455460554864582</id><published>2006-04-08T23:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:25.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearl Jam Retrospective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/125470738/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/51/125470738_bce39bb2ca_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/125470738/"&gt;My ticket... My love..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My love of Pearl Jam began in 1992- Over the summer going into 8th grade. I was about 13 years old. I was 18 years old when I first was able to see Pearl Jam live in concert at Downing Stadium Randall's Island New York City, 9/28/96. I was lucky to catch the show the next day too 9/29/96 same location. My third concert was much later at Saratoga Performing Art Center 8/27/00 the first Sold out performance at SPAC. The last time I was able to attend a show was 04/29/03 - Pepsi Arena: Albany, NY. I am so excited to be attending my 5th show!(can you tell?)&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114455460554864582?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114455460554864582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114455460554864582&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114455460554864582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114455460554864582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/04/pearl-jam-retrospective.html' title='Pearl Jam Retrospective'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114420508171599019</id><published>2006-04-04T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:01.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Show Steadily Approaching</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/tat%20show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/tat%20show.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Senior show is steadily approaching. Our second meeting was this evening where we were given our 5 promotional postcards for friends and family.   Because this is a credit course we must prepare, hang and put together the show as a student body.  This should be fun.  Opening reception is April 21st 5pm. CAN NOT WAIT!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114420508171599019?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114420508171599019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114420508171599019&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114420508171599019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114420508171599019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/04/senior-show-steadily-approaching.html' title='Senior Show Steadily Approaching'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114407848105459098</id><published>2006-04-03T11:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:01.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>High Expectations?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/DSCN3513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/200/DSCN3513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life is what you make of it. I am learning that not everyone is interested in what you have to say. When noone wants to listen, you turn to your blog. Am I too one sided? I am too needy? Is it a shame to want to share something exciting? There are only a select few people in my life that care about what I'm doing with my life. Many have no clue or participate at all. Some people dont even know who I am. I guess the blow to the ego is when those closest lose interest and just walk away. Even harder is when those closest say I'm sick of hearing about it. Well, Its my life, and I am working harder than ever to get somewhere. When I get there - Ill know who has been there with me. With everything there is a lesson - Placing high expectations on people is dangerous. If they dont follow through the frustrating disappointment isnt even noticed. Why would I want to hurt myself like that. - Im checking out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114407848105459098?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114407848105459098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114407848105459098&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114407848105459098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114407848105459098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/04/high-expectations.html' title='High Expectations?'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114329367715816458</id><published>2006-03-25T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:01.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Undergrad Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/117509547/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/46/117509547_19d1fd7174_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/117509547/"&gt;Show&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This years Art show went great. It was fun being a co-chair and it was even more exciting getting the Hy Rosen Scholarship award. :) Here I am with two of my professors, Mr. Rosen and the other winner.  Thanks for my mom and my sister for showing up and having a good time too :)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114329367715816458?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114329367715816458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114329367715816458&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114329367715816458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114329367715816458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/03/undergrad-show.html' title='Undergrad Show'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114279490962909151</id><published>2006-03-19T13:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:01.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I dont get sick often. But when I do, it seems like I am always alone.  So I am home sick on the weekend and am praying for a miracle to get me through this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sneezing - often&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coughing - makes me ache&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eyes - burning...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah I would say Im sick. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114279490962909151?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114279490962909151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114279490962909151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114279490962909151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114279490962909151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/03/sick_19.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114266077454306942</id><published>2006-03-18T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:01.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She's got a ticket to ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.photo.net/philg/digiphotos/200101-d30-paris/eiffel-tower-tilted.half.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.photo.net/philg/digiphotos/200101-d30-paris/eiffel-tower-tilted.half.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've got them. Our itinerary is set. Our June trip to France and Italy is one step closer to happening. Actually, this is the first step. I am more excited that I could have imagined to see Paris and Rome, maybe Florence. We shall see how it goes.... No worries. I will be using my camera religiously. And I have promised my boyfriend I will not become a planning crazed fool. I hope to maintain a "go where the day takes you" mentality on the trip. - By June, I think I will be brain dead from this semester anyway, so he doesn't have much to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh boy oh boy oh boy oh boy.....!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114266077454306942?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114266077454306942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114266077454306942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114266077454306942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114266077454306942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/03/shes-got-ticket-to-ride.html' title='She&apos;s got a ticket to ride'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114218815606874364</id><published>2006-03-12T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:01.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunsets...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/111443014/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/38/111443014_aa8a1af496_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/111443014/"&gt;Sunsets...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am frustrated. My heart sunk when&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/111441277/"&gt; i saw the sign&lt;/a&gt;... that aparments and townhouses will be filling the very space i enjoy to watch sunsets. The view from Hayners with my ice cream and good company will now be overlooking construction. This summer will be bitter sweet, the sun will set on the beautiful sunsets.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114218815606874364?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114218815606874364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114218815606874364&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114218815606874364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114218815606874364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/03/sunsets.html' title='Sunsets...'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114199855449025133</id><published>2006-03-10T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:00.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Illustration Friday "Tattoo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.rebeccashane.com/images/School/1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.rebeccashane.com/images/School/1111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Im going to post my painting I worked out last spring. It fits this weeks theme "Tattoo".&lt;br /&gt;For more paintings &lt;a href="http://www.rebeccashane.com/Paint/school.htm"&gt;visit my site :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more illustrations and art workVisit &lt;a href="http://www.illustrationfriday.com"&gt;Illustration Friday!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114199855449025133?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114199855449025133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114199855449025133&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114199855449025133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114199855449025133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/03/illustration-friday-tattoo.html' title='Illustration Friday &quot;Tattoo&quot;'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114191176691429239</id><published>2006-03-09T08:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:00.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Martha Builds Homes!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/martha2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/martha2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/martha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/martha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Martha Stewart has teamed up with KB and is designing homes!  Dreams do come true! &lt;a href="http://www.kbhome.com/Community~CommID~01350184.aspx"&gt;take a look&lt;/a&gt; - blueprints havent been posted yet but COULD YOU JUST DIE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114191176691429239?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114191176691429239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114191176691429239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114191176691429239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114191176691429239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/03/martha-builds-homes.html' title='Martha Builds Homes!!'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114176497669899953</id><published>2006-03-07T15:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:00.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PEARL JAM on tour...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/pj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/pj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pearljam.com/blog/wp-content/WWSbillboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand" height="220" alt="" src="http://pearljam.com/blog/wp-content/WWSbillboard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bootlegs.pearljam.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And coming to my home town. What a good day. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pearljam.com/tour/index-detail.php"&gt;12 May&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albany&lt;br /&gt;New York&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi Arena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showtime: 7:30 p.m.Doors Open: 6:30 p.m.Ten Club On Sale: 3/9/06 10 a.m. Pacific timeTen Club Ticket prices: $114.40 per pairInformation: See the &lt;a href="http://pearljam.com/tenclub/tickets.php"&gt;Ten Club Ticket Info&lt;/a&gt; page.Public On Sale: TBA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;New free download can be &lt;a href="http://pearljam.com/"&gt;found here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Album to be released MAY 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;it&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114176497669899953?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114176497669899953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114176497669899953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114176497669899953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114176497669899953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/03/pearl-jam-on-tour.html' title='PEARL JAM on tour...'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114116974605203334</id><published>2006-02-28T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:00.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Look-a-like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/Celeb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/Celeb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OH NO - Kiki... ugh.. Go to this site and see what celebrity they say you look most like.... OH and btw... ASHTON?? omg.. no.  PLEASE &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/"&gt;check it out for yourself!!!  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114116974605203334?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114116974605203334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114116974605203334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114116974605203334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114116974605203334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/02/celebrity-look-like.html' title='Celebrity Look-a-like'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114115584175573934</id><published>2006-02-28T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:00.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A piece of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/105927728/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/42/105927728_a666742fe7_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/105927728/"&gt;a piece of me&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Show goes up Wednesday... Ill be leaving this behind for those who show some interest :) &lt;br /&gt;I hope my stuff doesnt stink like burnt espresso when I get it back :)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114115584175573934?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114115584175573934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114115584175573934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114115584175573934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114115584175573934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/02/piece-of-me.html' title='A piece of me'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114080021420997427</id><published>2006-02-24T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:00.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaris or Xa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/cars.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/cars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I dont anticpate that my 96 Toyota 'Crayola' will poop out on me anytime soon, but it is always fun to look.  Ive been seeing some nice small cars on the road, that remind me of a more European style car.  Here are two cars that are would be interested in : Scion Xa (on the left) and the 2007 Toyota Yaris.  The Yaris is super affordable, I would have to sit in one to see if I could fit :)  I'm a big fan of 'Yotas merely because my car is the most reliable thing.  I have only owned two cars in my life. - Yes OWNED..   I fear making payments again.  But it is nice to keep my eyes open.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114080021420997427?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114080021420997427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114080021420997427&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114080021420997427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114080021420997427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/02/yaris-or-xa.html' title='Yaris or Xa?'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-114045209534347934</id><published>2006-02-20T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:00.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://avatars.yahoo.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="235" alt="Yahoo! Avatars" src="http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=rsholtby&amp;size=large&amp;amp;type=jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching is great - One of my students gave me a drawing she made of me before I started teaching. It was the sweetest gesture. My second class went well although the teacher informed my my lesson would be cut 15 minute short - I was not a happy camper.  Soo needless to say their Japanese scroll drawings are not finished.  This week they have off so Ill need to finish up the lesson next week.  I am excited to finish up their work and attach them to a nice scroll like I said I would due to their good behavior.  I am working on their next lesson, a graphic design lesson.  THIS SHOULD BE FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-114045209534347934?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/114045209534347934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=114045209534347934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114045209534347934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/114045209534347934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/02/teaching-day-2.html' title='Teaching Day 2'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113989066121321477</id><published>2006-02-14T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:26:00.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/page.jhtml?type=content&amp;id=recipe1098"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/dssrt_00101_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope everyone has a happy valentines day. My love is in Egypt. My heart is with him. All the years, all the time, all the miles, all the emails and phone calls: it has brought us so far. This week with him away, Ill be making coffee for one, and my mind brings me to a breezy car ride we once took to a park. Quiet moments bring me to memories like this. Of how I would drive for hours to see him. A person changes in a car when they are driving to such a destination. I enjoy these memories we made. Youth is an amazing bottle of energy, bliss and beauty. We were, and are unstopable&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheers to all the diehard romantics, the high school sweethearts, and cheers to second chances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/012306_vday_desserts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 38px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 31px" height="46" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/012306_vday_desserts.jpg" width="44" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113989066121321477?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113989066121321477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113989066121321477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113989066121321477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113989066121321477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113984290054976604</id><published>2006-02-13T10:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:59.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3am comes early,...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/99087028/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/26/99087028_06f16cd65f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/99087028/"&gt;paint&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Days are longer than they should be - in a sense that i need to use every waking hour.  Work is never finished.  I mean never.  As soon as one thing is finished there is something else due that same day. My bills are getting larger, my pay is getting smaller, and my mind is loosing some screws.... This too shall pass.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113984290054976604?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113984290054976604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113984290054976604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113984290054976604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113984290054976604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/02/3am-comes-early.html' title='3am comes early,...'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113959521575604648</id><published>2006-02-10T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:59.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Off he goes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/98050501/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="simple" src="http://static.flickr.com/37/98050501_7b6b5e5574_m.jpg" width="175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;He's off to Eygpt. I'm bummed more than anything. Although life is hectic for me.. and school is consuming, hugging goodbye is so wrong. I want him to stay home. I am going to keep busy with my own "Book Club" reading assignments for class. This includes:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0786803959/qid=1139595008/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/002-8547982-9713636?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Yoko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0374334730/002-8547982-9713636?v=glance&amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Go Hang a Salami! Im a Lasagna Hog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0394826205/qid=1139594129/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/002-8547982-9713636?s=books&amp;amp;v=glance&amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Swimmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0394826140/ref=pd_bxgy_img_b/002-8547982-9713636?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Frederick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heinemannclassroom.com/products/title.asp?id=1588109763"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0671662481/002-8547982-9713636?v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Drummer Hoff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0395181569/ref=pd_lpo_k2a_1_img/002-8547982-9713636?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;The Little House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0698114116/qid=1139594404/sr=1-3/ref=sr_1_3/002-8547982-9713636?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Strega Nona Meets Her Match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0823417646/qid=1139594460/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/002-8547982-9713636?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Subtraction Action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0786806222/qid=1139594500/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/002-8547982-9713636?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Brown Sugar Babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0805060766/qid=1139594583/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/002-8547982-9713636?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;The Genie in the Jar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0688170625/qid=1139594680/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/002-8547982-9713636?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;All the Colors of the Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1558852905/qid=1139594724/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/002-8547982-9713636?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;The Last Doll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000C4SH2M/qid=1139594833/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/002-8547982-9713636?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;One Candle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0395698456/qid=1139594884/sr=1-1/ref=sr_1_1/002-8547982-9713636?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;What's in Aunt Mary's Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0064436446/qid=1139594918/sr=2-2/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_2/002-8547982-9713636?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Black is Brown is Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0688113893/qid=1139594971/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/002-8547982-9713636?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;A South African Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113959521575604648?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113959521575604648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113959521575604648&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113959521575604648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113959521575604648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/02/off-he-goes.html' title='Off he goes...'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113951989589096476</id><published>2006-02-09T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:59.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day.....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/art-color.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/art-color.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS IS the first day I had a class to myself. Taught my first lesson.  One down - Nine to go.  It went very well I must say. Some bumps in the road - but my students have a great understanding of how to get quiet quick.  I will be rewarding them through Art History quizing next Thursday.  I enjoyed seeing all the work they produced. And I made it.  I wasnt worried a bit.  My professor is so amazingly inspiring, and encouraging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113951989589096476?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113951989589096476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113951989589096476&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113951989589096476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113951989589096476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/02/first-day.html' title='First day.....................'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113906478904900191</id><published>2006-02-04T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:58.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday BLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/cake1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/cake1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/Toddler_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/Toddler_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday to my Blog!&lt;br /&gt;It is one year old. Awweeee...&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/10631328-113906478904900191?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113906478904900191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113906478904900191&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113906478904900191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113906478904900191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-birthday-blog.html' title='Happy Birthday BLOG'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113902447522255949</id><published>2006-02-03T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:58.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Illustration Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/Chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/Chair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think it's his baby. .. .. His &lt;a href="http://www.stickley.com/gallery/details.cfm?id=3454&amp;amp;c=38"&gt;Stickley Leopold's Blue Leather Tufted CHAIR &lt;/a&gt;: you dont get much more cozy than this... I remember the first time I sat in it.. He said.. "That is the ugliest chair I have ever seen".... 'NO' I replied.. 'you HAVE to sit in this thing!"... He did.. and he fell in love with it. He wanted it in blue leather.. I would have loved it in a paisley or cute gingham :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113902447522255949?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113902447522255949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113902447522255949&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113902447522255949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113902447522255949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/02/illustration-friday.html' title='Illustration Friday'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113885660148293634</id><published>2006-02-01T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:58.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>U gotta B kidding..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/"&gt;Listening to NPR &lt;/a&gt;on the way to Studio, I heard a man being interviewed about his Aibo.  What took my interest was that it was being discontinuted by Sony.  I have never heard of a Aibo - yeah maybe i saw something like this on the Today Show.. but... never looked into it.  The interview goes on to inquire how much this one man has invested in this now discontinued robot dog product..   (drum roll)   95,000.00 worth or robotic pups.   YES.  His reasoning behind it was now that the kids are grown, his penny pinching years were over, so he invested in &lt;a href="http://www.sony.net/Products/aibo/"&gt;Sony Aibo's. &lt;/a&gt; There is a name for the owners of these things "Aiboners".  ONE of these things will set you back $2300.00- I now tend to think the owners are appropriately named.  In other news &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=5183146"&gt;NASA is getting Bored!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113885660148293634?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113885660148293634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113885660148293634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113885660148293634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113885660148293634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/02/u-gotta-b-kidding.html' title='U gotta B kidding..'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113875094448622762</id><published>2006-01-31T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:58.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding?... OH yeah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/ring%20copy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/ring%20copy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I missed it. &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/page.jhtml?type=learn-cat&amp;id=cat305&amp;amp;navLevel=2&amp;rsc=mswtopnav"&gt;Martha's Wedding &lt;/a&gt;episode. But there are some great &lt;a href="http://a444.g.akamai.net/7/444/703/20050425213415/www.marthastewart.com/images/pdf/wedding_workbook.pdf"&gt;tools&lt;/a&gt;, and tips &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/page.jhtml?type=learn-cat&amp;amp;id=cat305&amp;navLevel=2&amp;amp;rsc=mswtopnav"&gt;on the site&lt;/a&gt;! I cant get enough of this stuff. I must say, I am getting pretty &lt;a href="http://www.contiki.com/en-US/Tours/Europe/Getaway.London.Paris.Rome/Itinerary.htm?MSCSProfile=DCCDF22EB27065BE34B5C798FF3210F660F93929C66C2C38513AA63F7C9F7578BF1B57609233B44B49951CA14107302CC35FE25E971ADB0D3EE5AD19A4914A4823393F10FE078B5A0EBB66EEE07C9C00BB8380FE2BF9D9A3892F3ADE040323D193E28EEF4ED52A7A9AD2A7C1E2D1EF1A227AE5C1FC5AEA2C3C15084788BDDAC992977076B334E84509DE97EF3E75D787B3215BD069791CFD353454BEB1815ADADCAE1E107FED94DE78AA244B3CC653D64C16C0DBE500FBA335F440832B4A1BF0A557EDA61EE6DFE2110C218C3050A639E036854D2C35B33B6E70409CC1B1A0705E3B2AB4EBFB7736D9325B835AE5CB67?NRMODE=Published&amp;NRORIGINALURL=%2fen-CA%2fTours%2fEurope%2fGetaway%2eLondon%2eParis%2eRome%2fItinerary%2ehtm&amp;amp;NRNODEGUID=%7b3AEF8515-885C-42FA-B384-1B4B0D58666F%7d&amp;amp;NRCACHEHINT=NoModifyGuest"&gt;excited about this year&lt;/a&gt;, but in the meantime, I don't give this stuff much thought anymore. School has overcome me. It is like I am in robot mode. Working its just a burden. But then again, K bought a &lt;a href="http://nordictrack.speedera.net/www.nordictrack.com/nt/v5/images/NTL10905.jpg"&gt;treadmill&lt;/a&gt; for our health. I think ill be using some of the images from MSL site to create a wall of motivation to stare at when I am treading away..lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113875094448622762?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113875094448622762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113875094448622762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113875094448622762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113875094448622762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/01/wedding-oh-yeah.html' title='Wedding?... OH yeah...'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113802293787631527</id><published>2006-01-23T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:58.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Again?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/1565122798.01._PE25_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/1565122798.01._PE25_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was chuck full of stretching canvas, sketching, reading about children and their Art, thinking up lesson plans, and getting through &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1565122798/002-8547982-9713636?v=glance&amp;n=283155"&gt;this book&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would suggest this to anyone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - It was a good read, easy to get through and some good humor. She documents her first year of teaching, - It is a bit mentally exhausting - Just because you sympathize with her struggles and all her efforts. After that she still gets flack from Administration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAPPY MONDAY!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113802293787631527?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113802293787631527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113802293787631527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113802293787631527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113802293787631527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/01/monday-again.html' title='Monday Again?!'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113780212716950230</id><published>2006-01-20T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:58.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Illustration Friday -Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/89076180/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/32/89076180_418477bf9f_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/89076180/"&gt;Cats&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Illustration Friday this week is CATS. Oh the memories of all the cats I have owned over the years of my life, Plick... Madison.. :( I wish my boyfriend was not allergic. I miss having a cat around. Here is my sisters cat "&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/66692822/"&gt;Chandler Bing&lt;/a&gt;" - he loves to head butt and give a lot of affection.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113780212716950230?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113780212716950230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113780212716950230&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113780212716950230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113780212716950230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/01/illustration-friday-cats.html' title='Illustration Friday -Cats'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113777094522356486</id><published>2006-01-20T10:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:58.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day approaching...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/1.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy belated National Popcorn Day! Yeah that sounds weird, but apparently 1/19 is National Popcorn day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daleandthomaspopcorn.com/SearchResult.aspx?CategoryID=14&amp;channel=EML"&gt;Dale &amp;amp; Thomas Popcorn&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is a great company that offers a great product. If you are in search of some handy Valentines day gifts for you loved one. Here is a list of places you can shop for your sweetheart: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redenvelope.com"&gt;Red Envelope&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;great sentimental keepsakes, for men and women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bathandbodyworks.com/family/index.jsp?categoryId=2077081&amp;cp=2073250"&gt;Bath &amp;amp; Body works&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyone likes to smell nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.godiva.com/catalog/collections.aspx?id=79"&gt;Godiva&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chocolate * that's all I need to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tiffany.com/default.asp?cntry1=1&amp;origref=http://www.google.com/search?hl=en"&gt;Tiffany&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey.. A girl can dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthasflowers.com/"&gt;martha's Flowers&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Flower her with love :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clinique.com/landing/valentinesship.tmpl?Valentines%20Free%20Ship-_-left%20nav-_-Fragrance"&gt;Clinique&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Heart is a personal fav! *and free shipping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marykay.com/ctribu/default.aspx"&gt;Mary Kay&lt;/a&gt; - Give her her fav colors!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113777094522356486?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113777094522356486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113777094522356486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113777094522356486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113777094522356486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/01/valentines-day-approaching.html' title='Valentines Day approaching...'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113770802008354899</id><published>2006-01-19T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:58.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5th Grade!</title><content type='html'>This semester I have 5th graders.  I was assigned my class grade today for the spring semester lab teaching.  I am pretty excited to have a grade that will have spunk and energy.  There are so many things that can be done with this grade level.  Im excited to see what they creatively come up with.  My only concern is honing in on my classroom management skills and control the classroom properly :)  I am a senior in college finally.  Well... At a 4 year college. :)  I cant wait to graduate in the fall.  Also, I picked up some canvas today - YES canvas.  I will be leaving my tiny paintings behind me and experimenting with some large stretchers.  Im not sure what I will be painting just yet, but I have some brainstorming to do.  As for this weekend: it should be CHUCK full.  I have a book to complete, 5-6 lesson plans to come up with 4 chapters to read, and some paintings to work on!!! AND its only the first week of school LOL.. &lt;a href="http://www.teacherfiles.com/images/crayonsandpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 55px" height="81" alt="" src="http://www.teacherfiles.com/images/crayonsandpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113770802008354899?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113770802008354899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113770802008354899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113770802008354899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113770802008354899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/01/5th-grade.html' title='5th Grade!'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113734271364380196</id><published>2006-01-15T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:57.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Illustration Friday "E is for..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/eternity%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/eternity%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So far, I havent checked out anyone elses work on &lt;a href="http://www.illustrationfriday.com/dev/index.php?section=participate"&gt;Illustration Friday&lt;/a&gt;.  I chose &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=eternity"&gt;Eternity&lt;/a&gt;.  I am curious if this word has already been done.  I have a &lt;a href="http://images-p.qvc.com/is/image/j/31/j01831.001?$proddetailmain$"&gt;trinity knot ring &lt;/a&gt;that my boyfriend picked up in Ireland a couple years back.  I wearing all the time on my left ring finger.  Its three equal arcs represent equality, its continuous line expresses eternity, and interweaving represents indivisibility.  *in other news* My good friend Barb came over for some &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/86724711/in/photostream/"&gt;dinner lastnight &lt;/a&gt;and to discuss what &lt;a href="http://www.rebeccashane.com/Paint/school.htm"&gt;paintings&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.rebeccashane.com/Photo/Photo.htm"&gt;photos&lt;/a&gt; I should show at a local &lt;a href="http://www.starbucks.com/default.asp?cookie%5Ftest=1"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/a&gt; for the month of March.  Sorta excited, but I am just doing it for an audience, not for sales.  That is such a grey area for artist I believe.  My boyfriend, Barb and I sat discussing that detachment to art, and whether or not to take that leap- and what does it do for you?  Why let go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113734271364380196?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113734271364380196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113734271364380196&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113734271364380196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113734271364380196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/01/illustration-friday-e-is-for.html' title='Illustration Friday &quot;E is for...&quot;'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113693208220334080</id><published>2006-01-10T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:57.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Age?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/age.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/age.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In keeping with the theme of aging,, -I went on &lt;a href="http://realage.com/"&gt;Realage.com &lt;/a&gt;and learned I am not as young and I want or hope to me. I want to believe this is due to stress, and haveing no basic schedule to my life, I am strapped to a computer desk or in a class. I cant wait to have a normal lifestyle and take my ass to a gym. If you think you are your real age.... GUESS AGAIN.!! but hey you might be younger? you never know.. Hey - take this quiz (the long one) and post your real age here :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113693208220334080?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113693208220334080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113693208220334080&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113693208220334080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113693208220334080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/01/real-age.html' title='Real Age?'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113676984663812622</id><published>2006-01-08T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:57.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Illustration Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/sea%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/sea%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week&lt;a href="http://www.illustrationfriday.com/dev/index.php?section=participate"&gt; Illustration Friday &lt;/a&gt;is "Sea". Im not in the "sea" mood, merely because it is 30 degrees outside my door, and I just took down my Christmas decor. Today I visited my 92 year old Great Grandmother. She has &lt;a href="http://www.alz.org/"&gt;Alzheimer's&lt;/a&gt; and does not respond to much. Her body is slowing down, and she sleeps very often. Its seems like the more I see her in this state, those memories of her in the past are overridden by her present state. She had energy, that woman (the way I prefer to remember her). I mentioned that how amazing it was to be 92 years old, and we should be so lucky to make it that long. And the comment was made, I hope we don't make it that long. - This gets me thinking. Is life worth living if your only existing? Your memory is gone. Everyone is a stranger now. How incredibly horrible, or blissful? Who is to know? &lt;a href="http://www.rebeccashane.com/8.jpg"&gt;This is a picture of her, her daughter, her two grand daughters, two great grand daughters, and two great- great grandsons.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113676984663812622?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113676984663812622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113676984663812622&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113676984663812622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113676984663812622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/01/illustration-friday.html' title='Illustration Friday'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113647614836595548</id><published>2006-01-05T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:57.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty Somethings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/82395992/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/82395992_903e36b16e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/82395992/"&gt;whooped my ass&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday Barb turned 28, I will too this summer. We talked about life, a lot about love, accomplishments and struggles. 30 seems so far away for people that still feel 18 inside.  I wonder if all twenty somethings feel this limbo of enjoying dumb young fun vs. committed quality investing.  Its a race, and noone knows the wiser who is in the lead, or what the rules of the game are.  I guess we will know when we get there.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113647614836595548?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113647614836595548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113647614836595548&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113647614836595548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113647614836595548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/01/twenty-somethings.html' title='Twenty Somethings'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113623708145356262</id><published>2006-01-02T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:57.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love to bake..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/sets/1575991/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/DSCN2321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an affection.. for baking. For making the kitchen an absolute disaster. For using every untensil, every measuring cup, and filling the dishwasher completely. Im not sure if this is a disorder. But, the&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/78480643/"&gt; two &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/80953138/"&gt;cookbooks&lt;/a&gt; I have gotten from christmas have been a JOY to have in my kitchen. My brain thinks internet- (run up stairs google search a recipe, print and cook.) It has been so fun to cook from cookbooks!! This may sound dumb, but it really is a joy. Our family cookbook is almost complete. We have used every resource known to our family to get this done. I hope to have it out very soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113623708145356262?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113623708145356262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113623708145356262&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113623708145356262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113623708145356262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2006/01/love-to-bake.html' title='Love to bake..'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113598056814077165</id><published>2005-12-30T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:57.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2005 Year in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/sets/1701529/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/400/review.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2005 was - 12 months. 3 weddings, 2 new babies, countless cities, a road trip, a first plane trip with eachother, endless prayers and 1 dearly missed grandmother.. This year has brought some ups and downs. 2005 shook my family in some of the worse ways possible. From beginning to end. But there is a fearlessness that has been earned by the women in this family. A strength can not be matched by a survivor in the family. And one little man that made this year one of the best years yet. (click on image to visit photos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January&lt;/strong&gt;- We enjoyed a revisit to "Rotten-vester"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February&lt;/strong&gt;- Got to visit "The Gates" in NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March&lt;/strong&gt;- I colored my hair? what was that about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April&lt;/strong&gt;- Cancer. He kicked its ass.  This Blog began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May&lt;/strong&gt; - Nan, I see your signs, and know you watch over us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June &lt;/strong&gt;- "Aint nothing gonna break my stride, aint nottin gonna hold me down. oh no.. Ive got ta keep on movin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July &lt;/strong&gt;- Its good to be alive. The sun is for soaking, and pools are for jumping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August&lt;/strong&gt; - 27, Tepee, nude beaches visit to cape, Marthas Vineyard, NYC and Spamalot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September &lt;/strong&gt;- I never want to go apple picken' again without my little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October &lt;/strong&gt;- Florida weddings and Dali is amazing. (lesson learned sometimes planning is good, sometimes letting go is good too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November &lt;/strong&gt;- Junior Review passed with flying colors. Pancreatic walks for a cure are a cause everyone should donate to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December&lt;/strong&gt; - Friends are just as important as family. We depend on eachother, and shouldnt be taken for granted. Christmas is a time for togetherness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live our lives from day to day, we shouldnt forget that what we do is our legacy. Who we are paves the way to our future. Live life like you dont have tomorrow. Dont regret things you have done, its a part of who you are now. Take the time to listen, because love is in the details.&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year everyone, best wishes in 2006!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113598056814077165?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113598056814077165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113598056814077165&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113598056814077165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113598056814077165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2005/12/2005-year-in-review.html' title='2005 Year in Review'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113583324425814256</id><published>2005-12-29T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:57.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/78772018/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/43/78772018_18a09a260e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/78772018/"&gt;all set&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rebeccashane/"&gt;rebeccashane&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well our 4th annual Holiday Party, although on a weekday went very well.  I couldnt ask for a better bunch of friends.  What an amazing group of people to share the holiday with, have some food, and enjoy some laughs.  Thanks for everyone that took the time to come.  I really really had a great time and it wouldnt have been what it was with out every one of you. :) XOXOXO - Ill see you next year! (with a better theme of course)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113583324425814256?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113583324425814256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113583324425814256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113583324425814256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113583324425814256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2005/12/holiday-party.html' title='Holiday Party'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113565449939776584</id><published>2005-12-26T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:57.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Ill Fri.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/sleep%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/sleep%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick one for Ill Friday. It's been months since i posted anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113565449939776584?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113565449939776584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113565449939776584&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113565449939776584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113565449939776584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2005/12/holiday-ill-fri.html' title='Holiday Ill Fri.'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113562328801592856</id><published>2005-12-26T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:57.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebeccashane/sets/1661873/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="190" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/DSCN2040.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Christmas was great, I got some really really nice things, everyone liked their gifts. My family was close by and everyone was happy. We had such a nice day. My nephew is a super-genius. My mom has become the worlds best shop-aholic. And I have become closer to my sisters then ever. My Dad liked all his gifts, and my step-mother finally didn't over shop. This was a good year. My boyfriend and I are very excited about the new year. We have&lt;strong&gt; big&lt;/strong&gt; plans. I just cant wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Chirstmas morning homemade Marshmellows for Hot Chocolate &lt;a href="http://bakingsheet.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-morning-marshmallows.html"&gt;found here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113562328801592856?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113562328801592856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113562328801592856&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113562328801592856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113562328801592856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113379197983301526</id><published>2005-12-05T09:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:56.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty or Nice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/niceometer_return02.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/niceometer_return02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been good this year? Check &lt;a href="http://www.claus.com/naughtyornice/nn_hmpg2.php"&gt;here at this website&lt;/a&gt;?....&lt;br /&gt;I have been nice. So maybe Santa will bring coal in the form of diamonds this year?........ hey ya never know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Rebecca : Nice, with a few exceptions. Needs to be nice to everyone not just friends. Could try a little harder when things are tough. Good sense of humor. Made list last year. Needs to be good all December."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113379197983301526?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113379197983301526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113379197983301526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113379197983301526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113379197983301526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2005/12/naughty-or-nice.html' title='Naughty or Nice?'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113371483503004705</id><published>2005-12-04T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:56.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All in a bottle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/turkey2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" height="269" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/turkey2.jpg" width="94" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/SnapplePie2Bottles_highres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" height="264" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/320/SnapplePie2Bottles_highres.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Would this be good? Should this be tried? I was in NYC yesterday and they have all the latest drinks.. Why cant we have this fun in our town. Is this for 500lb people or created by 500lb people? I mean seriously. Snapple pies - fruity.. but to add the flavor of flakey crust... omg. And I think Jones Soda takes the blue ribbon for grossness. The have released a line of holiday flavors such as : Brussels Sprout with Prosciutto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jonessoda.com/gifs6/cranberry.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cranberry Sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jonessoda.com/gifs6/turkey2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Turkey &amp; Gravy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jonessoda.com/gifs6/wildherb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wild Herb Stuffing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, and Pumpkin Pie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jonessoda.com/gifs6/broccoli.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Broccoli Casserole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jonessoda.com/gifs6/smoked-salmon.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Smoked Salmon Paté&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jonessoda.com/gifs6/turkey.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Turkey &amp;amp; Gravy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jonessoda.com/gifs6/cornoncob.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Corn on the Cob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jonessoda.com/gifs6/peacanpie.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pecan Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113371483503004705?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113371483503004705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113371483503004705&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113371483503004705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113371483503004705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2005/12/all-in-bottle.html' title='All in a bottle...'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631328.post-113337655901240641</id><published>2005-11-30T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T09:25:56.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggshells?... you couldn't pay me enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/1600/DSCN1721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7885/376/200/DSCN1721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have the most interesting conversations with my peers in class. One of my friends that keeps my laughing with lives little moments of frustration and insanity, we recently discussed the elitist styles of some people, let them be coworkers, professors, family members and people in general. It is just the funniest thing to talk about how we can not stand elitist. And yet we have some of the same chemical make up of our own. I have been so lucky to be told what kind of person I was (with out asking). The solicited criticism/ gentle attack of my character has got me thinking. Should my new years resolution be to alter my state of thought/being? Or should it be to slide my shoes off and gently walk on eggshells? Dare I propose a third option of keeping to myself.... hm.. 2bcontinued. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10631328-113337655901240641?l=rebeccashane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/feeds/113337655901240641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10631328&amp;postID=113337655901240641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113337655901240641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10631328/posts/default/113337655901240641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebeccashane.blogspot.com/2005/11/eggshells-you-couldnt-pay-me-enough.html' title='Eggshells?... you couldn&apos;t pay me enough.'/><author><name>Rebeccashane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12766471458753674417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/buddyicons/77203149@N00.jpg?1140292007'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
