<?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-2644583278920115375</id><updated>2011-07-30T12:05:12.430-04:00</updated><category term='ODD HOTEL GUESTS'/><category term='This flower is made entirely of peeps'/><category term='Highlights of my Austin trip.'/><category term='What am I??'/><category term='IT&apos;S ALWAYS BEST TO SHARE COFFEE WITH A FRIEND'/><title type='text'>littlebuscia</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8360051469725624457</id><published>2009-06-07T20:14:00.022-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:28:22.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>busy week</title><content type='html'>The week started out with a puppy injury. Bailey cut her paw pad. Poor little thing. I took her to work with me and she huddled under my desk. It took a couple of days but she is doing much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixYl7bwnmI/AAAAAAAABQs/SJHmNGpBqfc/s1600-h/60709+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344744266414464610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixYl7bwnmI/AAAAAAAABQs/SJHmNGpBqfc/s400/60709+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I promised not to do this again this year. I KNOW, but I am a tomato addict. They are something I cannot resist. My husband and I worked the backyard this weekend. It is never ending. I can't imagine what it must be like for a farmer, we only have 1/3 acre.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixZoyyISmI/AAAAAAAABRM/u_p7zMOyqjw/s1600-h/60709+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344745415143606882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixZoyyISmI/AAAAAAAABRM/u_p7zMOyqjw/s400/60709+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was serious about being addicted. I have no more space for my seedlings. Charles gave me three packs of heirloom seeds from a trip to California and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; expect them to do so well. Even the back porch has been commandeered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sixkx3qsLeI/AAAAAAAABR0/wZRFnTUBfIY/s1600-h/60709+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344757665701309922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sixkx3qsLeI/AAAAAAAABR0/wZRFnTUBfIY/s400/60709+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixZ7PRSfDI/AAAAAAAABRU/xB5FOwk6fdc/s1600-h/60709+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very pleased with the pond garden. But then I always am. Just reminds me of my mom. I actually enjoy weeding in there. Lots of time to remember wonderful days spent with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixadwBvNgI/AAAAAAAABRk/f_I8rXsrE64/s1600-h/60709+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344746324936832514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixadwBvNgI/AAAAAAAABRk/f_I8rXsrE64/s400/60709+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My friend, Linda, is a wonder with plants. I was the happy recipient of some of her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;perinneals&lt;/span&gt;. She was thinning her beds. I always have trouble with that. She keeps reassuring me that it is healthy for the plants. I even had to have my husband cut back the new plantings. But Linda was right, new flowers have opened up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixaM8OOIJI/AAAAAAAABRc/8wHjVnd6CFY/s1600-h/60709+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344746036152639634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixaM8OOIJI/AAAAAAAABRc/8wHjVnd6CFY/s400/60709+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My yard pleases me. There are a couple of quiet little areas for reading and talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sixay2i5HJI/AAAAAAAABRs/uEjoFUG859E/s1600-h/60709+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344746687463758994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sixay2i5HJI/AAAAAAAABRs/uEjoFUG859E/s400/60709+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is one of the lavender plants I got at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lavendar&lt;/span&gt; festival with Margaret and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;JoAnne&lt;/span&gt; last year. The festival is coming up again in a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;couple of weeks. Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixZWROBc4I/AAAAAAAABRE/s4NC61HBFog/s1600-h/60709+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344745096896148354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixZWROBc4I/AAAAAAAABRE/s4NC61HBFog/s400/60709+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We made a big change in the front of the house. We took out two big evergreens and three dying bushes and lightened up the look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixZDcTLaJI/AAAAAAAABQ8/Dw95Y4TQTmE/s1600-h/60709+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344744773453047954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixZDcTLaJI/AAAAAAAABQ8/Dw95Y4TQTmE/s400/60709+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The columbine are out. Alex's garden is in full bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixYxYBNnYI/AAAAAAAABQ0/Z77kl6LAXRY/s1600-h/60709+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344744463066307970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixYxYBNnYI/AAAAAAAABQ0/Z77kl6LAXRY/s400/60709+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sadly, we learned our favorite nursery, Carroll Gardens, is closing. It just can't hold on in these difficult times. We bought three lilacs today and planted them. The owner is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;knowledgeable&lt;/span&gt; and helpful. Keep your fingers crossed for a miracle! Where will I get my vegetable plants and flowers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-8360051469725624457?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8360051469725624457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8360051469725624457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8360051469725624457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8360051469725624457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-week.html' title='busy week'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SixYl7bwnmI/AAAAAAAABQs/SJHmNGpBqfc/s72-c/60709+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-791378374790544819</id><published>2009-05-27T20:22:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:11:03.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tag you are it-challenged to name six</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;unimportant things that make me happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Tomato season- need I say more!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sh3kkchFNLI/AAAAAAAABPk/cYEnJ3dkXDE/s1600-h/71208+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340676047912645810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sh3kkchFNLI/AAAAAAAABPk/cYEnJ3dkXDE/s400/71208+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. The refreshing taste of a lime &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ricky&lt;/span&gt; every August after a hot night on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wildwood&lt;/span&gt; boardwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sh3kNrL6RqI/AAAAAAAABPc/PEB48mS1X1M/s1600-h/080608+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340675656713389730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sh3kNrL6RqI/AAAAAAAABPc/PEB48mS1X1M/s400/080608+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sh3_UY_1-ZI/AAAAAAAABQk/t-qqvnb4gbk/s1600-h/70208+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340705458903972242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sh3_UY_1-ZI/AAAAAAAABQk/t-qqvnb4gbk/s400/70208+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Baltimore sports!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340680086671667314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sh3oPiERMHI/AAAAAAAABPs/p-vCNt8JfEE/s400/football+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. My mother's blue casserole dish for macaroni and cheese. Doesn't taste the same in any other dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340704630015658306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sh3-kJJeCUI/AAAAAAAABQc/J9s9U5mYBw8/s400/Blue+bowl+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 5. Having a deposit work out correctly. Margaret and I post a lot of insurance payments at work. When you prove to the penny the first time-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ahhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;1+1=2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;....and last but not least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. The dogs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;greetin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sh3v3IAuFTI/AAAAAAAABQM/0rE4U019S8E/s1600-h/61108+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340688463453623602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sh3v3IAuFTI/AAAAAAAABQM/0rE4U019S8E/s400/61108+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g you at the door. Happy to have you home. Even if you just left five minutes ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-791378374790544819?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/791378374790544819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=791378374790544819' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/791378374790544819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/791378374790544819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2009/05/unimportant-things-that-make-me-happy.html' title='tag you are it-challenged to name six'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sh3kkchFNLI/AAAAAAAABPk/cYEnJ3dkXDE/s72-c/71208+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-4302967889259157600</id><published>2009-05-25T18:42:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:20:08.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i love this season</title><content type='html'>All is right with my world when my indigo comes into bloom. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Shs2S3npsLI/AAAAAAAABPQ/VzmpILPjl9E/s1600-h/05250+254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339921480973660338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Shs2S3npsLI/AAAAAAAABPQ/VzmpILPjl9E/s400/05250+254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My husband and I worked the garden for the last three days. We cleaned the pond, weeded the lilacs, and tended the veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Shs12nC6JBI/AAAAAAAABPI/VsE6mjMXQ8o/s1600-h/05250+286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339920995488244754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Shs12nC6JBI/AAAAAAAABPI/VsE6mjMXQ8o/s400/05250+286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the perennials made it through another winter. This is a memorial garden on the side of our house for our beloved golden &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;retreiver&lt;/span&gt;, Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/ShsndwJllHI/AAAAAAAABPA/ueiGw5IJ7LA/s1600-h/05250+261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339905175272658034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/ShsndwJllHI/AAAAAAAABPA/ueiGw5IJ7LA/s400/05250+261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My daughter and I fill the other spaces of our property with flowers and herbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339897757152135026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Shsgt9f1R3I/AAAAAAAABOQ/UBrOjvRJXmY/s400/05250+294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our dogs enjoy this season also. They frolic in the backyard every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/ShsiZla9KOI/AAAAAAAABO4/25V4UCcT8N4/s1600-h/05250+271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339899606115100898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/ShsiZla9KOI/AAAAAAAABO4/25V4UCcT8N4/s400/05250+271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my Riles. Riley is getting up in years and weight, but still rules the yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/ShsiLCu84jI/AAAAAAAABOw/7cjq8ipWF6U/s1600-h/05250+274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339899356285559346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/ShsiLCu84jI/AAAAAAAABOw/7cjq8ipWF6U/s400/05250+274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Bailey. She is a wonder. She leaps and runs and darts. She is quicker than any other dog I have ever seen. She is very shy, but is working hard to overcome it. She is my daughters, but I think we have adopted her. We have come to love her very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/ShshxVBdRCI/AAAAAAAABOo/HRp4TRJLuos/s1600-h/05250+284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339898914518418466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/ShshxVBdRCI/AAAAAAAABOo/HRp4TRJLuos/s400/05250+284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hope everyone had a good Memorial Day. Thank you to all troops and veterans! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-4302967889259157600?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/4302967889259157600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=4302967889259157600' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4302967889259157600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4302967889259157600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-this-season.html' title='i love this season'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Shs2S3npsLI/AAAAAAAABPQ/VzmpILPjl9E/s72-c/05250+254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-1511360497340987517</id><published>2009-05-13T20:34:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:30:44.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAM COME TRUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sgttio8OHzI/AAAAAAAABNw/yaYcTu9POZI/s1600-h/ireland+204.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have always been fascinated with Ireland. Like many Americans with Irish heritage, I have always wanted to visit the Four Green Fields. I finally got my wish. My brother travels a lot, but he promised to save Ireland for me(once my kids got out of college). We headed to the Emerald Isle on April 28 and spent the next 10 days exploring the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a beautiful green, lush land. But the people are even more special. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cead&lt;/span&gt; Mile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Failte&lt;/span&gt; which means one hundred thousand welcomes is taken very seriously there. Lost twice, people actually asked if we needed help. They are more patient in traffic and kinder in stores and hotels. They genuinely seem to appreciate life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SgttLjgpw6I/AAAAAAAABNo/wkpfzY9T8c0/s1600-h/ireland+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335478228828668834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SgttLjgpw6I/AAAAAAAABNo/wkpfzY9T8c0/s400/ireland+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We flew into Dublin and stayed in the Temple Bar district. It is full of Irish bars, shops, restaurants and historical sights. We stayed in a B&amp;amp;B right in the area. Our favorite place here was the Temple Bar. We visited the Guinness factory, Jameson's, and The Book of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kells&lt;/span&gt; at Trinity College. They have a beautiful park in the middle of the city. No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; or Sears here, Dublin is full of little specialty stores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335477446998624706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SgtseC92CcI/AAAAAAAABNY/J7tJ5w8dHA4/s400/ireland+224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Killarney&lt;/span&gt; by train. It was a holiday weekend in Ireland and the train was filled with many local travelers. The countryside was beautiful and just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;listenting&lt;/span&gt; to the the Irish accents all around us was wonderful.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335472011727294626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SgtnhrALUKI/AAAAAAAABMI/hucVE-spFT8/s400/ireland+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Killarney&lt;/span&gt; is a mid-sized city. They are famous for a National Park. It was willed to the city after the widow landlord died with no children. We walked the park for hours the first day. It is full of flowers, marshes, farmland, lakes, mountains and if you look closely, you can even see a castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335472422189155922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sgtn5kF6RlI/AAAAAAAABMQ/AqlosZnc2u4/s400/ireland+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The second day we were smarter, we took a jaunty car ride--driven by a Barry Fitzgerald look-a-like. Boy was he a charmer. Dan was his name. The horse was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pádraig&lt;/span&gt;. This was one of the highlights of the trip for me. He told us stories of growing up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Killarney&lt;/span&gt; and some local lore. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335477893432773154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sgts4CECiiI/AAAAAAAABNg/CjxhaNoh0WA/s400/ireland+118.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Killarney&lt;/span&gt; I found my favorite bar and my favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;. The bar was called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;O'Connor's&lt;/span&gt;. Nothing fancy, but full of Irish song, drink and blarney. I think the IRA was meeting upstairs. Gaby's was a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone told me Irish food was not the reason people visited Ireland. But, we found the food absolutely delicious. Fresh seafood like I have never tasted before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335473851759070610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SgtpMxp8DZI/AAAAAAAABMo/cZy5ZrwHmec/s400/ireland+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;....I have also given up on all red meat, just can't do it anymore....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335474488352998082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sgtpx1JwgsI/AAAAAAAABM4/yK0OOxzsZSk/s400/ireland+142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;...May, so of course, so many baby lambs and calves.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335472954610382002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SgtoYjhBdLI/AAAAAAAABMY/LYbiGi3vU3w/s400/ireland+090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tea is really taken seriously. Here is a cottage that offers teas and light meals. I was a coffee-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;holic&lt;/span&gt; before I left, now I can't drink it. I am addicted to tea now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SgtqcKNpgTI/AAAAAAAABNI/ZHLOnlN6F5k/s1600-h/ireland+148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335475215560966450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SgtqcKNpgTI/AAAAAAAABNI/ZHLOnlN6F5k/s400/ireland+148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were planning on visiting the Ring of Kerry, but it was closed for a rally. So we bused early to the seashore to Dingle. The scenery was really unbelievable beautiful. The land is covered with green fields, dotted with sheep, separated by stone fences. It does not freeze, so perennials are abundant. Temperatures range from 35 to 65. The seas are a deep blue green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sgtpfx3Fo0I/AAAAAAAABMw/O8nAcyNE490/s1600-h/ireland+136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335474178231739202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sgtpfx3Fo0I/AAAAAAAABMw/O8nAcyNE490/s400/ireland+136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is not out of focus. It is called the Upside Down Bridge. The water runs over the road to the sea. You actually drive on the road as the water flows across to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335479002689464114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sgtt4mXcZzI/AAAAAAAABN4/nR7RStfthNs/s400/ireland+169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dingle Bay. My favorite B&amp;amp;B was here. It was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Benner's&lt;/span&gt; Hotel. It was so charming. Full of little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;cubbies&lt;/span&gt; for reading or quiet meets. They had their own bar and restaurant. First time for tea and scones. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ohhhhh&lt;/span&gt;, that fresh cream. The room had a window seat. Perfect to read, look outside to the mountains, and enjoy the palm trees outside. Yes, I said palm trees. We visited the shops, drank in the bars, listened to the music, ate great seafood, meet nice people, and chased after a dolphin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335476970710183410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SgtsCUp1LfI/AAAAAAAABNQ/MSXY4ZGIB6Q/s400/ireland+165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever get the chance, go go go! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335499138850295186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SguAMraTDZI/AAAAAAAABOA/hwATBGsfDMo/s400/ireland+147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-1511360497340987517?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/1511360497340987517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=1511360497340987517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/1511360497340987517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/1511360497340987517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2009/05/dream-come-true.html' title='DREAM COME TRUE'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SgttLjgpw6I/AAAAAAAABNo/wkpfzY9T8c0/s72-c/ireland+050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-1220202696072460819</id><published>2009-03-15T16:54:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:24:19.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Start to a St. Patty's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Charles and I had a wonderful Saturday. We spent it playing Scrabble and eating dinner with our dear friends, Linda and Tim. They were kind enough to introduce us to an Irish band named Barleyjuice. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313526467480515042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sb1wK37P8eI/AAAAAAAABL4/Aa-JgkK8NXw/s400/031609+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little Rock mixed with a lot of Irish tradition--that's Barleyjuice.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313522433117127890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sb1sgCwEBNI/AAAAAAAABLY/J8FhgMtE7RA/s400/031609+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I am a huge fan of Irish music. My brother and I are going to Ireland in April and I can't wait to experience more of this music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sb1s0urB6zI/AAAAAAAABLg/LEogbbuBOb8/s1600-h/031609+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313522788504562482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sb1s0urB6zI/AAAAAAAABLg/LEogbbuBOb8/s400/031609+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The band played a multitude of instruments. I am not musically talented, but I love to listen. How can one person play the guitar, keyboard, drums, bagpipe, whistle, accordian----?????&lt;br /&gt;They do wet their whistle with the brew. Maybe that is where they draw their strength. Even the mascot Saturday was two fisted.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313528123639066706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sb1xrRmN8FI/AAAAAAAABMA/ydJh0Fh3Fck/s400/031609+072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could have listened all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sb1r8MVp2fI/AAAAAAAABLI/RK2y4GZzKDo/s1600-h/031609+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313521817215425010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sb1r8MVp2fI/AAAAAAAABLI/RK2y4GZzKDo/s400/031609+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Visit their website and enjoy. My favorite songs are Celtic Girl, Weekend Irish and What's Up Yours. &lt;a href="http://www.barleyjuice.com/"&gt;http://www.barleyjuice.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-1220202696072460819?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/1220202696072460819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=1220202696072460819' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/1220202696072460819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/1220202696072460819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-start-to-st-pattys-day.html' title='Great Start to a St. Patty&apos;s Day'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/Sb1wK37P8eI/AAAAAAAABL4/Aa-JgkK8NXw/s72-c/031609+052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-644383535879406756</id><published>2009-01-09T08:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T08:06:00.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>Baltimore's own Big Bird.  Imagine the shadow this would cast flying overhead.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SWbAAKkcCNI/AAAAAAAABII/8E_SmG0C-sE/s1600-h/2008+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289125921462946002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SWbAAKkcCNI/AAAAAAAABII/8E_SmG0C-sE/s400/2008+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her nest resides five floors up at the American Visionary Arts Museum.  I wonder if she has any eggs up there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SWa_o0EWoNI/AAAAAAAABIA/FULtB3FrRwc/s1600-h/2008+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-644383535879406756?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/644383535879406756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=644383535879406756' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/644383535879406756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/644383535879406756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2009/01/weird-object-friday.html' title='WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SWbAAKkcCNI/AAAAAAAABII/8E_SmG0C-sE/s72-c/2008+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-6982008763693895600</id><published>2009-01-08T21:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:06:07.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S DIET TIME!</title><content type='html'>Day four, and still on track.  For me that is a miracle.  I have great motivation this year.  We will have a wedding in September and my brother and I are going to Ireland mid year.  Two events I want to attend 30 lbs. lighter.  So far, so good.  My son gave me "The Biggest Loser"(my request) for Christmas and I am following their guidance.  I have never had so many fruits and vegetables, nor consumed so much water.  Wish me luck and check back for progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-6982008763693895600?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/6982008763693895600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=6982008763693895600' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6982008763693895600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6982008763693895600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-diet-time.html' title='IT&apos;S DIET TIME!'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-3389177699113386153</id><published>2009-01-02T07:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T07:16:01.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WONDERFULLY WEIRD WHACKY HAMDEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2iWFsBlcI/AAAAAAAABH4/7Rchr49FXU8/s1600-h/171.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a delightfully quirky, blue-collar neighboorhood in Baltimore called Hamden. It is most famous for two events: The hon festival(think John Waters' Hairspray) and our own Miracle on 34th Street. An entire block of row houses lights up the sky. Each house is decorated in it's own unique style. Vendors sell food and hot chocolate. It is definitely on the Baltimore to-do-list each Christmas season.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286552777495673490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2bveT7-pI/AAAAAAAABGw/-2zOsjUO6V4/s400/133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A constant stream of cars moves down the street and the lines of people being welcomed by the neighborhood grows each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2hsc-19wI/AAAAAAAABHw/aU0OJ7XscJI/s1600-h/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286559322668922626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2hsc-19wI/AAAAAAAABHw/aU0OJ7XscJI/s400/152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You have normal Chistmas lights and then you have the lawn ornaments made from recycled tools in the shape of a crab of course. They even included the Old Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2hsFX2fVI/AAAAAAAABHo/FYloa4-Cjfs/s1600-h/180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286559316331363666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2hsFX2fVI/AAAAAAAABHo/FYloa4-Cjfs/s400/180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who can forget the LP tree.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2gpHBq37I/AAAAAAAABHg/eyWsXJ98g2w/s1600-h/173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286558165723963314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2gpHBq37I/AAAAAAAABHg/eyWsXJ98g2w/s400/173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hamden is known for its pink flamingos. If you look closely you may find some on this fishnet tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2go5UkO-I/AAAAAAAABHY/FgNWdXz8LSg/s1600-h/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286558162045123554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2go5UkO-I/AAAAAAAABHY/FgNWdXz8LSg/s400/149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are favorite Christmas characters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2fl_foP1I/AAAAAAAABHQ/jxBwC64MT9s/s1600-h/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286557012650901330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2fl_foP1I/AAAAAAAABHQ/jxBwC64MT9s/s400/143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; along with old wheel snowmen. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286551701012173058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2aw0GRUQI/AAAAAAAABGg/WoQ0daqUXug/s400/187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This house is showing it's Raven-mania!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2fImOgBtI/AAAAAAAABHI/c2r8NelfN1k/s1600-h/151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286556507651966674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2fImOgBtI/AAAAAAAABHI/c2r8NelfN1k/s400/151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beer angel and crab tree was a big hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2ctr1q53I/AAAAAAAABG4/dgYPdrIncys/s1600-h/195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286553846278711154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2ctr1q53I/AAAAAAAABG4/dgYPdrIncys/s400/195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But my favorite and my contribution to weird object Friday is the hubcap tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2bvKFr7uI/AAAAAAAABGo/eoZkWJo_VBg/s1600-h/188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286552772067192546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2bvKFr7uI/AAAAAAAABGo/eoZkWJo_VBg/s400/188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is a sight not to be missed, hon! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-3389177699113386153?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/3389177699113386153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=3389177699113386153' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3389177699113386153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3389177699113386153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2009/01/wonderfully-weird-whacky-hamden.html' title='WONDERFULLY WEIRD WHACKY HAMDEN'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2bveT7-pI/AAAAAAAABGw/-2zOsjUO6V4/s72-c/133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-669454896708683153</id><published>2009-01-01T21:43:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:14:29.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HOLIDAYS</title><content type='html'>Sometimes things just get in the way of good intentions. But I am glad I am back to blogging. I think it is good therapy and a great way to stay in touch with family and friends far away.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2I8HDWJcI/AAAAAAAABFw/epmIbq2dkU0/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286532103869441474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2I8HDWJcI/AAAAAAAABFw/epmIbq2dkU0/s400/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were blessed with a great holiday season. We had a wonderful time at parties-both with family, friends and co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;It started at my brothers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286535244889242466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2Ly8Q0u2I/AAAAAAAABF4/J3z2dFZ4q64/s400/2008+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and then onto co-workers&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286524492284843394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2CBDsKVYI/AAAAAAAABEY/CeKiWrNUqVI/s400/2008+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and continued with more family traditions&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286524506994214882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2CB6fJh-I/AAAAAAAABEg/dWmIaOQcuCo/s400/2008+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My cousin, Pat, always has an open house for the entire family. Although usually celebrated Christmas Eve, she has it the Sunday before Christmas and follows the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wigilia&lt;/span&gt; traditions. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wigilia"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wigilia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286524485007685474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2CAolJt2I/AAAAAAAABEQ/F-jc_XW8Akg/s400/2008+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt; My daughter was thrilled when she found the most perfect gift for her great uncle, Bernard. He is 88 and still ushers at the Basilica. It was an inside look at the Vatican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286524523449700002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2CC3ycTqI/AAAAAAAABEo/m01ck7eVaU4/s400/2008+094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;..only she realized she didn't remember that wrapping paper. Turns out my sister-in-law thought it was perfect for Bernard also.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286535258372764386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2Lzufi8uI/AAAAAAAABGI/NlbTeWyozpQ/s400/2008+095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Christmas morning was spent with my children. Niki and her Bailey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2I7hkElkI/AAAAAAAABFo/lVTbHRYvky4/s1600-h/2008+137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286532093806155330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2I7hkElkI/AAAAAAAABFo/lVTbHRYvky4/s400/2008+137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sean came home from Austin. The best gift of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2I64LCOaI/AAAAAAAABFg/4QFoD9c4870/s1600-h/2008+129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286532082695289250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2I64LCOaI/AAAAAAAABFg/4QFoD9c4870/s400/2008+129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And speaking of good gifts. Those of you who have followed weird object Friday know that my husbands collects coffee companions. He loves facial mugs. Does this one remind you of anyone?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286535247884395730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2LzHa7JNI/AAAAAAAABGA/E8Nlx6Yjuhk/s400/2008+133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the dogs loved all their presents--but, they loved unwrapping them the best.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2I6YwU2II/AAAAAAAABFY/rGNldyAmbvc/s1600-h/2008+110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286532074261764226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2I6YwU2II/AAAAAAAABFY/rGNldyAmbvc/s400/2008+110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had a wonderful holiday and have such hope for the New Year. I am blessed with a great husband, kids I am proud of, a brother who is my close friend, older brothers that I love, and friends who support me. I thank you all for sharing this past year with me and hope in 2009 we all see peace and prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286535266828922450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2L0N_prlI/AAAAAAAABGY/QQULwVg06iA/s400/2008+182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2CAtS93uI/AAAAAAAABEI/Xu1ExxbimHo/s1600-h/2008+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2AiRPgdlI/AAAAAAAABEA/fthGEKCVzis/s1600-h/2008+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-669454896708683153?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/669454896708683153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=669454896708683153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/669454896708683153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/669454896708683153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-holidays.html' title='HAPPY HOLIDAYS'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SV2I8HDWJcI/AAAAAAAABFw/epmIbq2dkU0/s72-c/085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-3430253007472839646</id><published>2008-11-21T19:59:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:12:28.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>weird object friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SSdbbMm6k_I/AAAAAAAABD4/wEThsvSwMAM/s1600-h/P1010096.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was fascinated by this fish, yes I said fish, at a trip to the aquarium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SSdbNx-tTMI/AAAAAAAABDw/UC6yz0O7wb4/s1600-h/P1010096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271282181173234882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SSdbNx-tTMI/AAAAAAAABDw/UC6yz0O7wb4/s400/P1010096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You really have to search the tank to find it.  The leafy looking parts of its body are great camouflage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SSdbD2pEwbI/AAAAAAAABDo/PA5aQkCUuyM/s1600-h/P1010093.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SSda2L8iyNI/AAAAAAAABDg/jdWLXQcHwAg/s1600-h/P1010094.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-3430253007472839646?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/3430253007472839646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=3430253007472839646' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3430253007472839646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3430253007472839646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/11/weird-object-friday_21.html' title='weird object friday'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SSdbNx-tTMI/AAAAAAAABDw/UC6yz0O7wb4/s72-c/P1010096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8857401643548188192</id><published>2008-11-14T06:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:42:00.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>weird object friday</title><content type='html'>I love this brass sculpture.  It is frightening and beautful at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRzl_fy8YaI/AAAAAAAABDQ/Tv-iMzP6US0/s1600-h/100308+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268338543146328482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRzl_fy8YaI/AAAAAAAABDQ/Tv-iMzP6US0/s400/100308+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.pdphoto.org/jons/pictures/seaworld_6_bg_051901.jpg" target="_top"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and how realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268340246631334914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRznipxaxAI/AAAAAAAABDY/pNwuIuvcyJs/s400/seaworld_6_bg_051901.jpg" border="0" /&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/2644583278920115375-8857401643548188192?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8857401643548188192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8857401643548188192' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8857401643548188192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8857401643548188192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/11/weird-object-friday_14.html' title='weird object friday'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRzl_fy8YaI/AAAAAAAABDQ/Tv-iMzP6US0/s72-c/100308+086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-1973779829588607992</id><published>2008-11-13T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:01:48.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>margaret's challenge</title><content type='html'>Margaret challenged us to think of 5 things you would NEVER catch coming out of our mouths.&lt;br /&gt;Well,  here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I am never going to eat another tomato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  No, I can't do that for you.(although I am working on saying no)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am glad I don't have any dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Ice cream, no thank you, never eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I prefer Ocean City over Widlwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your five things???????????&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-1973779829588607992?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/1973779829588607992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=1973779829588607992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/1973779829588607992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/1973779829588607992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/11/margarets-challenged.html' title='margaret&apos;s challenge'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-494171400003249060</id><published>2008-11-10T07:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:15:23.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>relaxing weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This weekend was my annual "girls weekend". Each November we take the long drive to Western Maryland to meet at Rocky Gap in Cumberland. It is a wonderful drive--full of beautiful leafy scenery and mountains. I love to drive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267011832572433282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRgvWxxCU4I/AAAAAAAABBw/wLq-u0XjGZo/s400/110908+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Rocky Gap is a resort tucked away in the mountains. We get a lakeside room and have a slumber party. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267013499489405794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRgw3zhAy2I/AAAAAAAABCY/75qsEkLL6sw/s400/110908+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267011841841014882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRgvXUS1qGI/AAAAAAAABB4/Yx7eHrIX3no/s400/110908+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we take a five mile hike around the lake. One side of the lakeside loop is basically level, but the other side is quite hilly. I love the walk but the back of my legs are talking to me this morning. We didn't see much wildlife this year, only a couple of chipmunks. We did see some bear prints, but thankfully missed those making them.   We also saw evidence of busy beavers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267201274840480178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRjbpxNZ-bI/AAAAAAAABDA/c93M7jPWlQs/s400/110908+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part of the trail reminds me of Dorothy's walk through the woods in The Wizard of Oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRgvX5D-LbI/AAAAAAAABCI/dpBloT94n7Q/s1600-h/110908+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267011851710770610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRgvX5D-LbI/AAAAAAAABCI/dpBloT94n7Q/s400/110908+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is a golf course that winds through the property. I am not a golfer but I am told it is a great course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267013515705141842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRgw4v7JSlI/AAAAAAAABCg/i-uxulRKOTM/s400/110908+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The lake is not a natural one, but you can't tell.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267011866420261090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRgvYv2_MOI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Wjdj0n3Q1z4/s400/110908+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the trail, is an aviary. They treat the wounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267013536300116882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRgw58pXq5I/AAAAAAAABC4/FaluBFqmxZA/s400/110908+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My friend, Linda, has a special relationship with the birds. The ones below seemed to communicate with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267013526281494322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRgw5XUvnzI/AAAAAAAABCw/dO_zpAmKNhA/s400/110908+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fantastic weekend and I am thankful for the friends I shared it with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-494171400003249060?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/494171400003249060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=494171400003249060' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/494171400003249060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/494171400003249060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/11/relaxing-weekend.html' title='relaxing weekend'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRgvWxxCU4I/AAAAAAAABBw/wLq-u0XjGZo/s72-c/110908+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8845369998761563452</id><published>2008-11-07T07:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T07:41:49.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>weird object friday</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, my husband and I took a ride(the lower gas prices got us all excited) through Western Maryland. We meandered our way through all the little towns. One of them had scarecrows on every signpost in town. Local families had done them. This family just a got a little more creative. Can you imagine this in some cornfield? &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRQ2HrPIJCI/AAAAAAAABBo/w_tyPcHRCR4/s1600-h/110708+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265893369796109346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRQ2HrPIJCI/AAAAAAAABBo/w_tyPcHRCR4/s400/110708+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-8845369998761563452?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8845369998761563452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8845369998761563452' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8845369998761563452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8845369998761563452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/11/weird-object-friday.html' title='weird object friday'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SRQ2HrPIJCI/AAAAAAAABBo/w_tyPcHRCR4/s72-c/110708+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-7533935507940883025</id><published>2008-11-01T18:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:58:37.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween luncheon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a nice day at work yesterday. We took a short time out for lunch. Everyone brought in a dish and we re-energized.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQzaql3Ci-I/AAAAAAAABBQ/dJY678cvdUM/s1600-h/cake+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822489741593570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQzaql3Ci-I/AAAAAAAABBQ/dJY678cvdUM/s400/cake+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had our two favorite trick or treaters attend: Rylan the dirt bike rider and..&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQzap9LSuuI/AAAAAAAABBI/ybb087GRcaM/s1600-h/cake+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822478820686562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQzap9LSuuI/AAAAAAAABBI/ybb087GRcaM/s400/cake+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ....Penny Lane &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263825282064465058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQzdNIEsPKI/AAAAAAAABBg/MQO9KXa_sOg/s400/cake+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole office was in great spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQzaptHbbII/AAAAAAAABBA/7EDbp01ES48/s1600-h/cake+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822474509511810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQzaptHbbII/AAAAAAAABBA/7EDbp01ES48/s400/cake+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, I mentioned I was a good cook but a lousy baker.  But, I didn't mention that it works out well in our family because I married a man who loves to bake.   He made a peach upside down cake for a bake sale at work.  My daughter took exception to that so he surprised her with her favorite, pineapple upside down cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQzapEl4A3I/AAAAAAAABA4/Q8hAMizR3JA/s1600-h/cake+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263822463631360882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQzapEl4A3I/AAAAAAAABA4/Q8hAMizR3JA/s400/cake+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-7533935507940883025?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/7533935507940883025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=7533935507940883025' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7533935507940883025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7533935507940883025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-luncheon.html' title='halloween luncheon'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQzaql3Ci-I/AAAAAAAABBQ/dJY678cvdUM/s72-c/cake+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8244942788487662854</id><published>2008-10-31T20:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:53:18.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weird object friday-halloween style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQun8HLJijI/AAAAAAAABAo/a85aJSL6DJY/s1600-h/cake+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263485240672356914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQun8HLJijI/AAAAAAAABAo/a85aJSL6DJY/s400/cake+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MMMMMMMMMMMMMM-Do you consider this a trick or a treat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQun7L4_LsI/AAAAAAAABAg/CAhs4LFlWII/s1600-h/cake+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263485224758488770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQun7L4_LsI/AAAAAAAABAg/CAhs4LFlWII/s400/cake+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263485249032027522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQun8mUP_YI/AAAAAAAABAw/-Ggf_eolU4A/s400/cake+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-8244942788487662854?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8244942788487662854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8244942788487662854' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8244942788487662854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8244942788487662854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/10/weird-object-friday-halloween-style.html' title='weird object friday-halloween style'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQun8HLJijI/AAAAAAAABAo/a85aJSL6DJY/s72-c/cake+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-881019664261582738</id><published>2008-10-26T20:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:25:29.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready for some football</title><content type='html'>Well the day didn't end up like I imagined, but it was a great day nonetheless. My daughter was supposed to be my football buddy, but she got called in on a client emergency. My friend, Karen, who is also a Raven fanatic, was kind enough to go with us.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQUGjd6UQZI/AAAAAAAABAA/B_wiVmsCNBs/s1600-h/football+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261618946046706066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQUGjd6UQZI/AAAAAAAABAA/B_wiVmsCNBs/s400/football+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Ravens start every game with an honor guard. They have the same gentleman sing the National Anthem every week. Today they had a satellite hookup with a Maryland National Guard unit serving in Irag. The Guard did a flyover and the unit in Irag said a few words. Karen and I were all teared up. It was a very touching presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQUGiSu4yLI/AAAAAAAAA_w/rm10EcpV38c/s1600-h/football+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261618925866109106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQUGiSu4yLI/AAAAAAAAA_w/rm10EcpV38c/s400/football+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next, come the fireworks. The opposing team first comes out and then the Ravens are welcomed onto the field with blazing fires and fireworks. Quite a production.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261618935716701394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQUGi3bc5NI/AAAAAAAAA_4/d-heheYSoso/s400/football+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It was a great game. The defense has always been good, but this year we even have an offense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets go, Flacco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261621505316510498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQUI4b7yWyI/AAAAAAAABAY/7MGdZogshcs/s400/football+078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, Sean heads back to Austin, but today he is all ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261618957761694882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQUGkJjYzKI/AAAAAAAABAI/jxl31SoXsEU/s400/football+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-881019664261582738?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/881019664261582738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=881019664261582738' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/881019664261582738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/881019664261582738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/10/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Are you ready for some football'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQUGjd6UQZI/AAAAAAAABAA/B_wiVmsCNBs/s72-c/football+081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-4891383358370931603</id><published>2008-10-25T17:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T17:28:03.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy, but perfect</title><content type='html'>Today it is pouring in Westminster, but I love that kind of day in the Fall. It is a nice day to stay in and cook.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQOMR6k1_EI/AAAAAAAAA_g/QpaKpTV0wRY/s1600-h/102708+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261203029108325442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQOMR6k1_EI/AAAAAAAAA_g/QpaKpTV0wRY/s400/102708+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sean is home for the weekend. I woke up this morning to an argument downstairs between Sean and Niki. I couldn't wait when they were kids for them to grow up and stop the fighting. Our family has always been very vocal. They both, along with their father, would have been great members of a debate club. I loved the noise this time though--the intelligent back and forth sparring. I really miss  Sean being home. I know his sister does too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQOMRg5KjqI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/09CS4pi07E4/s1600-h/102708+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261203022214237858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQOMRg5KjqI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/09CS4pi07E4/s400/102708+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am a good cook but not a good baker. I did give it my best shot though. A pumpkin cake. The rain outside and the warmth inside made for a great day. Sean's favorite meal is sour beef. That has been simmering on the stove all day. Ah, the delicious aroma of ginger, cinnamon and clove. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-4891383358370931603?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/4891383358370931603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=4891383358370931603' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4891383358370931603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4891383358370931603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/10/rainy-but-perfect.html' title='rainy, but perfect'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQOMR6k1_EI/AAAAAAAAA_g/QpaKpTV0wRY/s72-c/102708+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8528288203988297004</id><published>2008-10-24T21:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:37:45.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>happy weird object friday</title><content type='html'>Could it be a Raven-0-lantern.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQJ3jIDoGVI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/NXKqcTBTTu0/s1600-h/102408+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260898760063981906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQJ3jIDoGVI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/NXKqcTBTTu0/s400/102408+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This jack-o-lanterns combines two of my favorite Fall things--pumpkins and football.  Hope it brings us luck on Sunday.  Sean is coming home from Austin for the Ravens game.  Bob, Niki, Sean and I are ready to say "Who let the dogs out".  Go Ravens!&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/2644583278920115375-8528288203988297004?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8528288203988297004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8528288203988297004' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8528288203988297004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8528288203988297004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-weird-object-friday.html' title='happy weird object friday'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQJ3jIDoGVI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/NXKqcTBTTu0/s72-c/102408+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-4831135917092648662</id><published>2008-10-21T21:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:32:43.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQJ2Sqd1L-I/AAAAAAAAA_I/etGJHWtBx4Y/s1600-h/102408+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260897377731293154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQJ2Sqd1L-I/AAAAAAAAA_I/etGJHWtBx4Y/s400/102408+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charles and I had a great weekend.  We headed down to Salisbury to the Autumn Wine Festival.  I am always in search of a good new ice wine and I like to find the small out of the way wineries that you can't purchase at the local liquor store.  Success.  Three new ice wines from small Eastern Shore wineries. It was a nice afternoon.  Wine tasting, nice food, and good jazz.  We even ran into two old neighbors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQJ1o97hzGI/AAAAAAAAA-w/82TU3rwNOV0/s1600-h/102408+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260896661401619554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQJ1o97hzGI/AAAAAAAAA-w/82TU3rwNOV0/s400/102408+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-4831135917092648662?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/4831135917092648662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=4831135917092648662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4831135917092648662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4831135917092648662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/10/charles-and-i-had-great-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SQJ2Sqd1L-I/AAAAAAAAA_I/etGJHWtBx4Y/s72-c/102408+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-768205277898780628</id><published>2008-10-17T06:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T06:39:00.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weird object friday</title><content type='html'>My brother, Bob, recently brought me back this wonderful souvenir from his recent trip.  I even have him thinking about weird objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257919065672532258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPfhiFcqQSI/AAAAAAAAA-g/fQxCbtwM_IU/s400/101608+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It looks like a necklace and is beautifully colored.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPfhiD2a8SI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/70B9N_sdDVw/s1600-h/101608+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257919065243709730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPfhiD2a8SI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/70B9N_sdDVw/s400/101608+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But, the most beautiful thing about it, is it's sound...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPfhihbWw7I/AAAAAAAAA-o/HKboGMfLhtE/s1600-h/101608+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257919073183253426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPfhihbWw7I/AAAAAAAAA-o/HKboGMfLhtE/s400/101608+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Ocarina is an ancient flute like wind instrument.  Bob purchased it from a young boy selling souvenirs while visiting Peru.  And it is my new best friend, one whistle and the dogs respond right away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-768205277898780628?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/768205277898780628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=768205277898780628' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/768205277898780628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/768205277898780628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/10/weird-object-friday.html' title='weird object friday'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPfhiFcqQSI/AAAAAAAAA-g/fQxCbtwM_IU/s72-c/101608+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-2734983062348320394</id><published>2008-10-15T20:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:07:45.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Puppy progress. Since Bailey has come into our lives, she has been hesitant to have anyone hold her. She occasionally lets you pet her, but only on her terms. She will come up and settle next to you, but don't reach out, she will jump. The vet thinks it is because she lost her mother so early. Well, for the past week or two she has liked being held and petted late at night. Niki has been patient with her and it is really paying off. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaNI0ARD2I/AAAAAAAAA9o/KY0Wt7-y3xc/s1600-h/101508+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257544797539864418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaNI0ARD2I/AAAAAAAAA9o/KY0Wt7-y3xc/s400/101508+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this season. I trimmed back the front yard, and the remaining Autumn flowers ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaNJfNn9wI/AAAAAAAAA9w/U4PzkP-JAiQ/s1600-h/101508+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaNJvKimMI/AAAAAAAAA94/BO97oPELTDc/s1600-h/101508+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257544813420648642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaNJvKimMI/AAAAAAAAA94/BO97oPELTDc/s400/101508+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ..have had lots of visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaNJ5hKvtI/AAAAAAAAA-A/d46D5DXeLIw/s1600-h/101508+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257544816199909074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaNJ5hKvtI/AAAAAAAAA-A/d46D5DXeLIw/s400/101508+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little flowerbed welcomes bees, moths, grasshoppers and crickets.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257546684363158898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaO2o9_tXI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/wMCParvp0hk/s400/101508+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Charles and I had to take the RV for servicing.  The trip to the dealer takes us through the beautiful Carroll County countryside.  The colors are out and there is a nice crisp feeling to the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaNKZ04rxI/AAAAAAAAA-I/MZ3d_T4lS_k/s1600-h/101508+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257544824872546066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaNKZ04rxI/AAAAAAAAA-I/MZ3d_T4lS_k/s400/101508+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257543331238638050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaLzdmz8eI/AAAAAAAAA9g/VezE6MqbI-o/s400/101508+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter Niki has a small tattoo on her hip.  It is a little shamrock.  Our last name is Irish and it was a strong personal statement for her.  She had it done about 8 years ago.  My mom loved lilacs and Niki wanted to add a couple of lilac petals around the shamrock in remembrance.We have talked about this for six years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaLyH4w_oI/AAAAAAAAA9A/7rikleb0sVo/s1600-h/101508+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaLyriFauI/AAAAAAAAA9I/rVP7s0iYVA8/s1600-h/101508+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257543317797038818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaLyriFauI/AAAAAAAAA9I/rVP7s0iYVA8/s400/101508+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So when I asked her what she wanted for her birthday, she decided it was time to go for the lilacs.  I wanted to have a lilac too, but never had the nerve.  So I took her to Little Vinnie's, a shop we knew that was sanitary and had talented artists.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257543324093491170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaLzC_Rp-I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Rs2Wz3cUuwM/s400/101508+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chris created a design, but I am the one that ended up with the tattoo.  Niki's artist had a bad day  with a  difficult client and they decided to put it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaLyxmHGTI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/EIj8IyhwttM/s1600-h/101508+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257543319424538930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaLyxmHGTI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/EIj8IyhwttM/s400/101508+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It was not a comfortable procedure, but not too bad.  It takes a couple of weeks to heal.  The picture doesn't do the coloring justice and it is still swollen, but I am happy with it.  I know it sounds silly to a lot of people, but it is a nice reminder for me of my mom.    The tattoo may be on my ankle but the remembrance leads straight to my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lastly, but certainly not leastly:   If you all could keep my cousin, Kathy, in your prayers.  She is in Johns Hopkins and could use some positive energy.  Thank you all.  Gerry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-2734983062348320394?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/2734983062348320394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=2734983062348320394' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2734983062348320394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2734983062348320394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SPaNI0ARD2I/AAAAAAAAA9o/KY0Wt7-y3xc/s72-c/101508+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-6561830206864922793</id><published>2008-10-05T21:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:56:05.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Niki!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlsfnMZ1GI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/8HagwDpRllg/s1600-h/100508+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253849730657145954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlsfnMZ1GI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/8HagwDpRllg/s400/100508+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is my daughter's 27th birthday.  Niki is a daughter to be proud of.  She is independent, kind, intelligent, liberal minded, and fiesty.  She has brought our family a lot of joy and happiness.  You always have to stay on your toes when she is around.  My birthday wish for her is a lifetime of happiness.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlsfzBs3aI/AAAAAAAAA8g/3a-Gehb0tAc/s1600-h/100508+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253849733833481634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlsfzBs3aI/AAAAAAAAA8g/3a-Gehb0tAc/s400/100508+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All those candles really lit up the room, but she had enough air to blow them all out in one breath.  Wonder what she wished for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlsfxtIiiI/AAAAAAAAA8o/hdJXG1Dqnxk/s1600-h/100508+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253849733478779426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlsfxtIiiI/AAAAAAAAA8o/hdJXG1Dqnxk/s400/100508+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She spent the afternoon at the Ravens game with friends.  Too bad they couldn't deliver a win for her birthday, but it was a good game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlsgIersNI/AAAAAAAAA8w/m08jxoG1Y1A/s1600-h/100508+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253849739592184018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlsgIersNI/AAAAAAAAA8w/m08jxoG1Y1A/s400/100508+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friends and family then arrived at our house for her requested birthday dinner of pot roast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlsgMy7Q7I/AAAAAAAAA84/vhw2oGPq804/s1600-h/100508+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253849740750832562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlsgMy7Q7I/AAAAAAAAA84/vhw2oGPq804/s400/100508+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... and we had enough hands to close up the pool for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlryg7evhI/AAAAAAAAA7w/zXLnv-Vu2os/s1600-h/100508+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253848955881438738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlryg7evhI/AAAAAAAAA7w/zXLnv-Vu2os/s400/100508+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlryzK_y9I/AAAAAAAAA74/_gVk8c0_PxM/s1600-h/100508+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253848960778357714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlryzK_y9I/AAAAAAAAA74/_gVk8c0_PxM/s400/100508+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doggie update:  Bailey is growing up.  She is losing that puppy look, although, she is still a bundle of energy.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlrzDtwpLI/AAAAAAAAA8A/LvpR5foFK38/s1600-h/100508+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253848965219132594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlrzDtwpLI/AAAAAAAAA8A/LvpR5foFK38/s400/100508+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She and the other dogs are the best of friends.   The three of them run around the yard until they are ready to drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlrzd3FfaI/AAAAAAAAA8I/TXQy5yUjlMM/s1600-h/100508+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253848972237569442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlrzd3FfaI/AAAAAAAAA8I/TXQy5yUjlMM/s400/100508+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That is when you usually will see Riley enjoying the sun and a good chew.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlrzfK0W8I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/DD_faevTI_w/s1600-h/100508+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253848972588768194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlrzfK0W8I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/DD_faevTI_w/s400/100508+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hope everyone had as good a weekend as we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-6561830206864922793?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/6561830206864922793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=6561830206864922793' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6561830206864922793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6561830206864922793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-niki.html' title='Happy Birthday Niki!'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOlsfnMZ1GI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/8HagwDpRllg/s72-c/100508+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-3748034756868938614</id><published>2008-10-04T09:29:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T11:43:58.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a busy month</title><content type='html'>The beginning of the month started out with a trip to Austin. My son tore him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;labrum&lt;/span&gt; and needed shoulder surgery. Erin my son's fiance has a new job and didn't have the time off so I offered to go down. I had never flown by myself. On previous flights my brother has always been with me, so I was a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;trepidatous&lt;/span&gt;. The flight was a bit bumpy but uneventful. I even rented a car by myself for the first time.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd8cptsd7I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/FQK3cHyaf4M/s1600-h/100308+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253304322026665906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd8cptsd7I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/FQK3cHyaf4M/s400/100308+103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The night before surgery, I took Sean and Erin to a local chain called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chuy's,&lt;/span&gt; their favorite restaurant. It has the best Tex-Mex food I have ever tasted and the decor could make a weird object participant green with envy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253296849247633010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd1prcVfnI/AAAAAAAAA5A/O1vsl9ZixP0/s400/100308+110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The surgery was more difficult than the doctor anticipated. The tear was larger. Sean is now the proud owner of four anchors in his shoulder. They evidently hold everything in place while it heals. He already has one in his knee from a torn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ACL&lt;/span&gt;. Erin says he is slowly becoming a bionic man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253296853489280786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd1p7Pn5xI/AAAAAAAAA5I/6AbNoa6kQ2E/s400/100308+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But a few days later, we went to celebrate his recovery at Cheesecake Factory.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253303150937944242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd7YfEYsLI/AAAAAAAAA7I/l6MnJ66slcA/s400/100308+117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I had never been. But it was worth the trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your child lives far away from you, you worry a little more about them. Seeing them again reassures you that they are strong and happy and are doing fine. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253296857173694402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd1qI-Dl8I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Uo7UYguTCuU/s400/100308+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I flew home at the tail end of Hurricane Ike. The pilot had to detour and it was very turbulent. If this had been my first flight, I wouldn't be flying again. We weren't allowed to get out of our seats or take off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;seat belts&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253296849476544386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd1psS6Z4I/AAAAAAAAA44/hUbszhV9o-A/s400/100308+106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But I made it home safely being welcomed at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BWI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Thurgood&lt;/span&gt; Marshall Airport by my husband and the Baltimore Crab. I considered adding this to the weird object gallery, but Margaret beat me to it with her crab object.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd5axZn-kI/AAAAAAAAA6o/BH_7GEbf0Ng/s1600-h/100308+127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253300991195347522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd5axZn-kI/AAAAAAAAA6o/BH_7GEbf0Ng/s400/100308+127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd5a9ADN2I/AAAAAAAAA6w/LpZ7WUJ0wW8/s1600-h/100308+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NEXT, My daughter works for a wonderful organization called The Sheridan Patterson Center. She is a social worker and they work with higher risk foster children and their foster and biological families. They had their first swim-a-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thon&lt;/span&gt; as a fundraiser. They take a holistic approach and provide a tremendous amount of alternative training and therapy. The suggest and teach healthier eating, aromatherapy, and meditating along with the traditional therapies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd5bRBzoAI/AAAAAAAAA7A/tfcnTWHJjdA/s1600-h/81708+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253310270990667122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOeB27VPTXI/AAAAAAAAA7g/4Hyn38FNaDU/s400/100308+130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Mom was enlisted to help at the ticket and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;registration&lt;/span&gt; table. It was held at a YMCA that was built on the old Memorial Stadium site. Itwas not like any Y I have ever been in. It was truly a neighborhood resource. Beside the pool, they had a basketball court, fitness equipment and many meeting areas that could be used. You could see that it was heavily utilized by the neighborhood children. I wish I lived closer to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253299481504367106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd4C5XPwgI/AAAAAAAAA6g/-81MYRCELws/s400/100308+129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The teams really had a good time--as did the volunteers and employees.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253299477393674450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd4CqDLkNI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/O9z9RuZAaPc/s400/100308+134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a VIP dinner at the end of the day for their sponsors. They are a wonderful organizaton and I am glad my daughter is involved with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253299471469209138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd4CT-rZjI/AAAAAAAAA6I/pDIzNIXT7ZU/s400/100308+155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Margaret and I headed to Ocean City, MD, for an office weekend. Nine of us in two rooms on the beach. It really was fun. I am a Wildwood girl, so Ocean City was new for me. The beach is shorter and the riptides were horrible but the waves were exciting to watch.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253298126271519330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd20AujmmI/AAAAAAAAA54/BTEaeLmXM2Y/s400/100308+177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But there was a storm heading up the coast and the waves, I was told, were fiercer than usual. Surfers were everywhere. I waded in the water and even that was exhausting. You were fighting not to be pulled further into the water.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253299471654136178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd4CUqxKXI/AAAAAAAAA6A/O0zcKSkWLmM/s400/100308+171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On the beach, we did see some sand sculptures. Margaret says this particular artist is always there and usually does religous themes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the last night, we headed to a local crab house... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253298124754600674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd2z7E5QuI/AAAAAAAAA5o/w-IOZ13z_A8/s400/100308+202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and made a new friend, although he didn't have much to say---a perfect man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253298117515215746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd2zgG5A4I/AAAAAAAAA5g/ZQ_mNTbA5wU/s400/100308+201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice weekend and a great experience to get out of the office and just be friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253298123742303810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd2z3Ti1kI/AAAAAAAAA5w/-v7Pi8ulueg/s400/100308+178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-3748034756868938614?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/3748034756868938614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=3748034756868938614' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3748034756868938614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3748034756868938614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-been-busy-month.html' title='It&apos;s been a busy month'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOd8cptsd7I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/FQK3cHyaf4M/s72-c/100308+103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-570250014779414831</id><published>2008-10-03T07:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T09:26:13.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is not the "what" that makes this my weird object this Friday....&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOYAAfjP0qI/AAAAAAAAA4g/iYSO32ZjpFc/s1600-h/100308+209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252886023843599010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOYAAfjP0qI/AAAAAAAAA4g/iYSO32ZjpFc/s400/100308+209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... it is the "where".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOYAAtuR7BI/AAAAAAAAA4o/UFvluHhCubc/s1600-h/100308+210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252886027647970322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOYAAtuR7BI/AAAAAAAAA4o/UFvluHhCubc/s400/100308+210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 7-Eleven offers all the conveniences of home.....right on their front sidewalk. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is interesting how "weird object" has changed my life.  I carry my camera wherever I go.  You never know what your eye will catch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way home from the beach,  Margaret and I pulled into the parking lot, lowered the window and quickly grabbed these shots.  Two men in the parking were looking at us quite oddly.  Margaret looks back at them and shouts "We REALLY like port-a-potties" and we drive off.  We couldn't stop laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone have a wonderful day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-570250014779414831?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/570250014779414831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=570250014779414831' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/570250014779414831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/570250014779414831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-is-not-what-that-makes-this-my-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SOYAAfjP0qI/AAAAAAAAA4g/iYSO32ZjpFc/s72-c/100308+209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-5957716154137344691</id><published>2008-09-05T06:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T06:23:00.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weird object friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ants go marching one by one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little one stops to suck his thumb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they all go marching down to the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242357788240693762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SMCYohmWygI/AAAAAAAAAwU/dCfgB53a0cE/s400/90508+097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Actually, these are ants you want at your picnic.  They are weights that hold down the tablecloth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242357800599405346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SMCYpPo5wyI/AAAAAAAAAwc/v5dDNiWQWms/s400/90508+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone has a great week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-5957716154137344691?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/5957716154137344691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=5957716154137344691' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/5957716154137344691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/5957716154137344691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/09/weird-object-friday.html' title='weird object friday'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SMCYohmWygI/AAAAAAAAAwU/dCfgB53a0cE/s72-c/90508+097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-7527321653741597502</id><published>2008-09-04T22:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:53:33.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT A GREAT DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SMCd--8jvKI/AAAAAAAAAwk/SBSb0tdE4D8/s1600-h/free-football-clipart-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242363671633706146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SMCd--8jvKI/AAAAAAAAAwk/SBSb0tdE4D8/s400/free-football-clipart-9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two reasons for a great day. Football season starts. I am not a football fanatic, but I love the season. Two years ago when my son moved to Austin, we started a family/friend fantasy football league. It keeps us in close contact. I've won the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;superbowl&lt;/span&gt; the last two years which is funny because I know the least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best thing about the day, though, is that my son, Sean is here tonight.  He has to travel to New Jersey to attend a wedding and flew in from Austin to spend the night here.  We had a crab feast for him tonight with friends and family attending.  It is good to see him.  He has to have shoulder surgery next week if everyone could keep him in your thoughts.  Thank you, Gerry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-7527321653741597502?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/7527321653741597502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=7527321653741597502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7527321653741597502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7527321653741597502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-great-day.html' title='WHAT A GREAT DAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SMCd--8jvKI/AAAAAAAAAwk/SBSb0tdE4D8/s72-c/free-football-clipart-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-3278312522321992810</id><published>2008-09-01T18:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T18:42:35.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Charles and I spent the day at the Maryland Renaissance Festival.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241180972158212306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxqU0EG2NI/AAAAAAAAAvE/lFQZBRaChJI/s400/90108+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It is full of shopping. All sorts of artisans are there to sell their wares. There are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;printmakers&lt;/span&gt;, potters, glass blowers, jewelry makers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;candlemakers&lt;/span&gt;, weavers, herbalists and many more. Charles' favorite are the potters. He is always on the lookout for a new coffee companion. I picked up a bronze dragonfly for the garden.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxrj93PddI/AAAAAAAAAvs/ONev2rm35Y4/s1600-h/90108+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241182331998270930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxrj93PddI/AAAAAAAAAvs/ONev2rm35Y4/s400/90108+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can get all kinds of food and drinks.  We had steak on a stake, with sweet potato fries and fried string beans.  Charles tasted the brew.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241184178861709906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxtPd9zGlI/AAAAAAAAAwM/e1DR9JI5sEs/s400/90108+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The festival offers all sorts of entertainment.  This was Romeo and Juliet at the Globe Theatre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxrkLYj3jI/AAAAAAAAAv0/p-t31Vmwi6s/s1600-h/90108+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxrkRXG_jI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Li2bkCfeOKI/s1600-h/90108+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241182337232207410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxrkRXG_jI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Li2bkCfeOKI/s400/90108+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; However, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;prefered&lt;/span&gt;, Tom Fox, the King of Swords.    He was good with the kids and kept a lot of adults entertained with his wit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxrka6GoAI/AAAAAAAAAwE/bOo--uL4ZkE/s1600-h/90108+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241182339794903042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxrka6GoAI/AAAAAAAAAwE/bOo--uL4ZkE/s400/90108+078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The festival is set up like an old English town in 1541 with building and tents full of wares of the time.  They even have games set up for the "kids" like  hatchet throwing and Drench the Wench.  They also had elephant and pony rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxqVX-axOI/AAAAAAAAAvU/JWz7IGKrmwY/s1600-h/90108+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241180981798028514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxqVX-axOI/AAAAAAAAAvU/JWz7IGKrmwY/s400/90108+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are street performers galore.  Even visitors dress up.  You can rent a costume when you come in if you are so inclined.  There are dancers, jugglers, musicians and actors all in character winding their way through the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxqVsEaV3I/AAAAAAAAAvc/vqUp5FKJYjM/s1600-h/90108+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241180987191875442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxqVsEaV3I/AAAAAAAAAvc/vqUp5FKJYjM/s400/90108+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxqV0TF2gI/AAAAAAAAAvk/KvTkxglLeOs/s1600-h/90108+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They even had a jousting tournament.  Each side of spectators gets to cheer for a team of riders. A good time was had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-3278312522321992810?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/3278312522321992810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=3278312522321992810' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3278312522321992810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3278312522321992810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxqU0EG2NI/AAAAAAAAAvE/lFQZBRaChJI/s72-c/90108+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-2927072592460362790</id><published>2008-08-31T13:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T18:12:59.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxigvC0TWI/AAAAAAAAAuc/yueBeCl2Xys/s1600-h/90108+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241172380876033378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxigvC0TWI/AAAAAAAAAuc/yueBeCl2Xys/s400/90108+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;August 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was my mater's birthday. She passed away six years ago and we all miss her greatly. She was a wonderful mother and grandmother . She had an extremely difficult life, but you would never know it. She had a great laugh and zest for life. She made all her children feel loved and important. She was my best friend. My brother Bob and I always meet on her birthday, visit the cemetery with flowers and balloons and then head to Fells Point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fells Point is where she met my father. Right in this building. They were 18 and 23 and were in a play and feel in love. Bob and I had a drink at the Waterfront &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; is right across the street and appetizers at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was a nice way to reminisce.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241172385063780434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxig-pQQFI/AAAAAAAAAuk/e_ZFOWllzw8/s400/90108+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were going to the Ravens &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;game&lt;/span&gt; but because of the weather, went to a sports bar instead and had dinner and watched the first half of the game. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241172389239367890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxihOMyqNI/AAAAAAAAAus/KN0_l7e2Xe0/s400/90108+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And then we had a good time driving around Baltimore in search of Friday's weird object, but my camera and computer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; co-operate in time to post it. These were my finalists. This sculpture above, man-woman, is a hot bed of contention in Baltimore, People either love it or hate it. It is a slice of a man with the slice of the woman running through creating a four sided object. It is not bad, just in the wrong place. It resides in front of the Penn Station. Architecture and a statue so modern just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; go together.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241172389743632626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxihQFBIPI/AAAAAAAAAu0/v0TOfveRJJw/s400/90108+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My second thought was the Karyn Monument. It is striking and odd all at the same time, but then I thought something honoring so many who died, just wasn't a right decision for a weird object.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241172830575804498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxi66TmQFI/AAAAAAAAAu8/ByROwEMYuJM/s400/90108+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then what did we see a-- duck on land. It was one of the duck tour boats/buses. It can go on land and travel by water. What a way to see the sights! So I will go with that. And I want to thank Bob for his patience. It was a fun way to end the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-2927072592460362790?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/2927072592460362790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=2927072592460362790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2927072592460362790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2927072592460362790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLxigvC0TWI/AAAAAAAAAuc/yueBeCl2Xys/s72-c/90108+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-4957729703479110127</id><published>2008-08-23T20:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:57:53.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'>caledonia</title><content type='html'>Our family went on it's yearly outing to Caledonia State Park. We all meet at the park and spend the day along the mountain creek &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;picnicing&lt;/span&gt;. The park has absolutely everything you need for a picnic.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLCstrt9QWI/AAAAAAAAAuE/vGPOI-4Nesw/s1600-h/082308+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237876267461460322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLCstrt9QWI/AAAAAAAAAuE/vGPOI-4Nesw/s400/082308+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The State Park is full of picnic areas, playgrounds, ball fields and trails that surround the mountain stream that winds it way through the park. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Appalachian&lt;/span&gt;Trail runs through the park and they have miles of hiking areas with all levels of difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLCst6QcT4I/AAAAAAAAAuM/cGIevbKTq_E/s1600-h/082308+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237876271364198274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLCst6QcT4I/AAAAAAAAAuM/cGIevbKTq_E/s400/082308+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The stream was quiet today but we have seen it at times really rolling. There is a waterfall upstream and downstream there are some areas deep enough to swim in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLCr0KtX0QI/AAAAAAAAAtc/LIkw-rl3Hh4/s1600-h/082308+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237875279348093186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLCr0KtX0QI/AAAAAAAAAtc/LIkw-rl3Hh4/s400/082308+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have been having these outings since I was a little girl. My mother's family escaped to the Pennsylvania mountains in the summer and discovered the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237875299596001122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLCr1WI2X2I/AAAAAAAAAt8/TAMRohWljEs/s400/082308+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We only took the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;granddog&lt;/span&gt; today. Left the two big boys at home. But Bailey really loved the water and seemed to enjoy the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLCr0-JEeuI/AAAAAAAAAts/k4vCOQpM63Q/s1600-h/082308+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237875293154474722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLCr0-JEeuI/AAAAAAAAAts/k4vCOQpM63Q/s400/082308+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is a huge pool if you're interested, but I prefer the stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLCr1GgLPsI/AAAAAAAAAt0/gFbo0oOrr-Q/s1600-h/082308+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237875295398870722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLCr1GgLPsI/AAAAAAAAAt0/gFbo0oOrr-Q/s400/082308+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237875285318999250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLCr0g88nNI/AAAAAAAAAtk/MAW0sGGNdV8/s400/082308+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the best kind of day--beautiful weather, plenty of food, and good friends and family. Can't wait until next year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-4957729703479110127?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/4957729703479110127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=4957729703479110127' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4957729703479110127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4957729703479110127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/08/caledonia.html' title='caledonia'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SLCstrt9QWI/AAAAAAAAAuE/vGPOI-4Nesw/s72-c/082308+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8873130154503711021</id><published>2008-08-22T19:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T19:50:03.797-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weird object friday activity</title><content type='html'>This weird object comes courtesy of my sister in law, Diana&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SK9OxTARkLI/AAAAAAAAAtU/hauj7TjiYfU/s1600-h/080508+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237491500477157554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SK9OxTARkLI/AAAAAAAAAtU/hauj7TjiYfU/s400/080508+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now some of you may recognize this foot from my previous blog report from the shore. But, this blog entry really could use any foot because this blog entry is entitled "crazy foot".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point your foot out in front of you. Keep an eye on it. Now, create clockwise turns with your foot. Concentrate--make sure you are making circles. Now use your right hand. Trace a figure six in the air. You can't help it--crazy foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foot can't help but start moving counter clockwise. Can yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-8873130154503711021?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8873130154503711021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8873130154503711021' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8873130154503711021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8873130154503711021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/08/weird-object-friday-activity.html' title='weird object friday activity'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SK9OxTARkLI/AAAAAAAAAtU/hauj7TjiYfU/s72-c/080508+050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-7414675836154745352</id><published>2008-08-17T20:30:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:19:44.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>miscellaneous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was one of those weekends when you do a lot of different things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjE8wpBpiI/AAAAAAAAAsc/JWtcj24RbDg/s1600-h/81708+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235651114946373154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjE8wpBpiI/AAAAAAAAAsc/JWtcj24RbDg/s400/81708+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband finished taking out the stump to the huge evergreen in our backyard. Lots of hard work. Our RV finished the job for him. He couldn't quite tip it, so he tied it to the RV and had it do the last of the pulling. Now what do we do with the space. I am thinking a raised herb garden but I am not sure. Anyone have any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local farmers market had an Heirloom Tomato Festival.  There were a dozen different Heirlooms available for tasting.  UMMMMMMMMMMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235657288237090482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjKkF8OhrI/AAAAAAAAAtE/a3FUUJTZvW4/s400/81608+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They also had a small recipe book with taste tasting of those recipes.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235657282109428354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjKjvHR0oI/AAAAAAAAAs8/aMI6gkBfXvU/s400/81608+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These below were my favorites.  I am going to try and get seeds.  My husband bought me three different types of seeds when he went to California in June.  I can't wait to start them next year.  The Master Gardeners were very kind and  gave me some hints.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235657302597209826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjKk7b8juI/AAAAAAAAAtM/9ZSGxYRBrsA/s400/81608+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjDv-QCsHI/AAAAAAAAArs/Y2kJ53aA-MA/s1600-h/81708+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235649795749752946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjDv-QCsHI/AAAAAAAAArs/Y2kJ53aA-MA/s400/81708+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our two wonderful friends, Linda and Tim, came over on Sunday. Tim and Charles put up an awning. Linda and I weeded the pond garden. I had let the weeding go too long and was a bit overwhelmed. Linda is a dynamo in all she does and I couldn't have done it without her. She and Tim are dear friends. Swimming and Scrabble followed the yard work.  We had a nice dinner. We grilled steaks and vegetable from the garden.  We had tomato caprese.  The tomatoes and basil were also from the garden.  Linda brought deviled eggs and desert.   A good time was had by all.  Friends and family make all the difference in your life.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235649813208413362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjDw_SgtLI/AAAAAAAAAsE/zh-l6xUtWiY/s400/81708+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I was very worried about the society garlic. It has come back over the last couple of years and I thought it was a perennial, but the Hacienda Shiloh owner told me it was not. It must have seeded and come back. We had the foilage this year, but were not getting the flowers. But here they are, back again. Better late than never. They are a really pretty flower, but they have a strong garlic taste and smell. You can use them in salads. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjDwbwR8iI/AAAAAAAAAr0/_mf5LQyP2Nw/s1600-h/81708+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235649803669598754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjDwbwR8iI/AAAAAAAAAr0/_mf5LQyP2Nw/s400/81708+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjDwu6V_zI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DZyPL5tl_TI/s1600-h/81708+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235649808812080946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjDwu6V_zI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DZyPL5tl_TI/s400/81708+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; ..and finally--the dogs had their usual good time outside while we worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Riley watched over the yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjDxSSKAhI/AAAAAAAAAsM/GHYkcZK6joA/s1600-h/81708+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235651124506430178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjE9UQUiuI/AAAAAAAAAsk/5pJ6lG6LPjc/s400/81708+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bailey and Flynn played "who can stare the longest" and had a great time running around.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235651128714928050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjE9j7tH7I/AAAAAAAAAss/r47CpbGuctI/s400/81708+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235655527704579042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjI9nckS-I/AAAAAAAAAs0/tK-MFMwyxes/s400/81708+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasn't the granddog gotten bigger. She is up to 25 lbs. She is the fastest dog I have ever seen and she can jump so high, straight up. My daughter leaned over the fence and picked a tomato in the garden today, looked up and there was Bailey in front of her. She had jumped the fence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235651110663990738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjE8gsBrdI/AAAAAAAAAsU/odK_7yp0hHc/s400/81708+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone have a good week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-7414675836154745352?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/7414675836154745352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=7414675836154745352' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7414675836154745352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7414675836154745352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/08/miscellaneous.html' title='miscellaneous'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKjE8wpBpiI/AAAAAAAAAsc/JWtcj24RbDg/s72-c/81708+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8859895367857104130</id><published>2008-08-16T12:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T13:19:01.157-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weird object saturday,otherwise known as weird object friday for procrastinators</title><content type='html'>I had a great visit to the Carroll Arts Center's Tevis Gallery. They had a Member's Exhibit that was spectacular. Who knew all these talented people lived nearby.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcIE9IegpI/AAAAAAAAAqI/2YWmd7VAd3s/s1600-h/81608+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235161973064106642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcIE9IegpI/AAAAAAAAAqI/2YWmd7VAd3s/s400/81608+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Vonnegut' , mixed media by Will Landon.  I read in the Carroll County Times that he was inspired by "Breakfast of Champions" and how humans are mind controlled by a greater being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcIFILSD6I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/FOstX4JMK3k/s1600-h/81608+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235161976028663714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcIFILSD6I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/FOstX4JMK3k/s400/81608+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is '3 Faces of Clay' by Jeannette Dowling. I think they could join our coffee cup companions exposed in a past weird object display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcIFqRmXoI/AAAAAAAAAqY/w9RlKrLgzqg/s1600-h/81608+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235161985181965954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcIFqRmXoI/AAAAAAAAAqY/w9RlKrLgzqg/s400/81608+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having had Ravens training camp break this week, I thought this was appropriate to display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcIFy4YDPI/AAAAAAAAAqg/beQULNrfSMU/s1600-h/81608+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235161987492089074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcIFy4YDPI/AAAAAAAAAqg/beQULNrfSMU/s400/81608+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Margaret you will love this, it is a felted wool vase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcIGXezy6I/AAAAAAAAAqo/gVgWMQAJaCw/s1600-h/81608+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235161997316967330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcIGXezy6I/AAAAAAAAAqo/gVgWMQAJaCw/s400/81608+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my favorite. I could never wear it, it needs a long neck and I am not too sure about a snake around my neck. But it really is eye catching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-8859895367857104130?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8859895367857104130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8859895367857104130' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8859895367857104130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8859895367857104130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/08/weird-object-saturdayotherwise-known-as.html' title='weird object saturday,otherwise known as weird object friday for procrastinators'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcIE9IegpI/AAAAAAAAAqI/2YWmd7VAd3s/s72-c/81608+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-3297565063803027785</id><published>2008-08-10T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T13:38:13.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On our way home from Wildwood, my husband and I(he came up for the weekend) went to Smithville.  They have relocated numerous historic old homes to a snall town in New Jersey.  Each house is rented out to a storekeeper.  They have an Irish store, English Store, Specialty Animal Shop, Bakery, Soap Maker, Winery, Cheese, Jewelry and my favorite the Angel Shop.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235167516298164098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcNHnSdt4I/AAAAAAAAAqw/UmUDCp297y0/s400/81608+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a lake where you can rent paddle boats or compete with minature bumper boats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcOJRScRrI/AAAAAAAAArg/9DwMpWO1Ab8/s1600-h/81608+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235168644263855794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcOJRScRrI/AAAAAAAAArg/9DwMpWO1Ab8/s400/81608+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cook's Corner has everything you would ever want for the kitchen.  They even roast their coffee beans on site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcNHxklXFI/AAAAAAAAAq4/AqTWTTdyHC4/s1600-h/81608+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235167519058517074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcNHxklXFI/AAAAAAAAAq4/AqTWTTdyHC4/s400/81608+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ..along with every cooking gadget made.  These are a few of their cookie jars.  They have hundreds.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235167528104581746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcNITRVWnI/AAAAAAAAArI/cW_9gkiNvV4/s400/81608+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Tomasville Winery.  It has the most delicious ice wine I have ever tasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcNIS58eZI/AAAAAAAAArA/r6ekhXL0VDI/s1600-h/81608+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235167528006482322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcNIS58eZI/AAAAAAAAArA/r6ekhXL0VDI/s400/81608+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The store even grows some of the grapes.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235168637581085970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcOI4ZJTRI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ZLhu2ydJpRM/s400/81608+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit a storm on the way home.  I didn't catch the lightening(too scared to open the window).  But I love a good storm.  What a way to end a fabulous week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235168641370531442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcOJGgnpnI/AAAAAAAAArY/PUslfdz8_uM/s400/81608+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-3297565063803027785?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/3297565063803027785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=3297565063803027785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3297565063803027785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3297565063803027785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-our-way-home-from-wildwood-my.html' title=''/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SKcNHnSdt4I/AAAAAAAAAqw/UmUDCp297y0/s72-c/81608+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-6779736498972035985</id><published>2008-08-08T04:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T04:42:10.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weird object friday from The Shore</title><content type='html'>As we all seem to be animal lovers, I thought I would have a traditional "Shore" pet as my weird object this Friday.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231879079182350258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJteTYZ2N7I/AAAAAAAAApw/Csyi2swth-I/s400/080608+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can take home your own hermit crab.  I remember doing this as a child.  But..&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJteiWamlJI/AAAAAAAAAqA/A7z86VUNZbk/s1600-h/080608+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231879336346686610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJteiWamlJI/AAAAAAAAAqA/A7z86VUNZbk/s400/080608+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;..when I was a kid, the shells were never painted fancy colors and you couldn't by them their own condominium or palm tree.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJtectQ4yPI/AAAAAAAAAp4/1rYLV4SxcXc/s1600-h/080608+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231879239400737010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJtectQ4yPI/AAAAAAAAAp4/1rYLV4SxcXc/s400/080608+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-6779736498972035985?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/6779736498972035985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=6779736498972035985' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6779736498972035985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6779736498972035985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/08/weird-object-friday-from-shore.html' title='weird object friday from The Shore'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJteTYZ2N7I/AAAAAAAAApw/Csyi2swth-I/s72-c/080608+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8231164421419121057</id><published>2008-08-07T10:03:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T16:40:42.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wildwood boardwalk</title><content type='html'>Spent the evening up on the Boardwalk.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231876688910749026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJtcIP8sDWI/AAAAAAAAApg/VPi6-mezfNc/s400/080608+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had dinner at Sam's. They have the best pizza and birch beer on the Shore.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231876320116388114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJtbyyFQsRI/AAAAAAAAApI/Enysqvh5ejM/s400/080608+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Boardwalk is two miles full of stores, games, rides and restaurants.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJtcXTgfZCI/AAAAAAAAApo/bQ7-yyQ9L4I/s1600-h/080608+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231876947564258338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJtcXTgfZCI/AAAAAAAAApo/bQ7-yyQ9L4I/s400/080608+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Better watch out while you're walking. 'WATCH THE TRAM CAR PLEASE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJtcCI0mKII/AAAAAAAAApY/xx97KqDubaM/s1600-h/080608+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231876583918545026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJtcCI0mKII/AAAAAAAAApY/xx97KqDubaM/s400/080608+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended the night with my traditional Lime Ricky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJtb6dqD-SI/AAAAAAAAApQ/D0NEkVXvbGs/s1600-h/080608+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231876452072552738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJtb6dqD-SI/AAAAAAAAApQ/D0NEkVXvbGs/s400/080608+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ..another perfect day at the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-8231164421419121057?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8231164421419121057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8231164421419121057' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8231164421419121057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8231164421419121057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/08/wildwood-boardwalk.html' title='wildwood boardwalk'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJtcIP8sDWI/AAAAAAAAApg/VPi6-mezfNc/s72-c/080608+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-868519846628598891</id><published>2008-08-06T16:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T16:57:22.854-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wildwood at night</title><content type='html'>I love the lights.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJoPik6p8II/AAAAAAAAAo4/D4FCvpDT07A/s1600-h/080508+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231511003843915906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJoPik6p8II/AAAAAAAAAo4/D4FCvpDT07A/s400/080508+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ..and the rides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJoPLEoL3qI/AAAAAAAAAow/unbbUCYIW4Y/s1600-h/080508+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231510600039521954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJoPLEoL3qI/AAAAAAAAAow/unbbUCYIW4Y/s400/080508+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and the hotel at night.  It is peaceful and you only hear the crashing of the waves.  What a way to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJoO6BAQHHI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Xre0zAZ1v6Y/s1600-h/080508+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231510307008945266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJoO6BAQHHI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Xre0zAZ1v6Y/s400/080508+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Margaret, this is for you.  My foot at the beach, minus a sock. Love, Gerry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJoOJtDmdBI/AAAAAAAAAog/Gjf1GJON6YQ/s1600-h/080508+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231509477020562450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJoOJtDmdBI/AAAAAAAAAog/Gjf1GJON6YQ/s400/080508+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-868519846628598891?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/868519846628598891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=868519846628598891' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/868519846628598891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/868519846628598891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/08/wildwood-at-night.html' title='wildwood at night'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJoPik6p8II/AAAAAAAAAo4/D4FCvpDT07A/s72-c/080508+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-4682592419397933575</id><published>2008-08-04T17:12:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:46:56.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...these are a few of my favorite things...</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite places in the world, Wildwood NJ.  There is nothing like the Jersey Shore--and that coming from a Marylander is sacrilege.  Most Marylanders head to the "ocean"--Ocean City, MD, but we have always traveled to the "shore"  My brother, Bob, has always been kind enough to take us to the Wildwoods.  My older brothers took Bob, me and my Mom when we were little.  A tradition was born.  And Bob took my kids when they were small.  We fully expect the kids to take over the tradition one day.  The sounds and smells of the ocean, bay, and boardwalk are rejuvenating for me.  &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJdy1l5VpFI/AAAAAAAAAn4/ob0KUiHL7Rs/s1600-h/080408+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230775757245359186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJdy1l5VpFI/AAAAAAAAAn4/ob0KUiHL7Rs/s400/080408+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My brother and daughter picked out our current hotel  when she was a little girl.  We were having a streak of bad weather and they decided we needed a change.  They went around till they found the perfect one. It has something for everyone and is right on the beach.   We come back to same hotel, same room year after year.  I always look forward to this trip.  .  There are so many funny and tender memories of my mother here.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230775284688976002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJdyaFfHeII/AAAAAAAAAng/qdKZA14FByU/s400/080308+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Port Royal, Room 319.  That is where you will find us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJdysz7Jl9I/AAAAAAAAAnw/drNLJVz_e_I/s1600-h/080308+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230775606392231890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJdysz7Jl9I/AAAAAAAAAnw/drNLJVz_e_I/s400/080308+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love to sit on the balconey and people watch.  You can see all the happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJdym0h_mEI/AAAAAAAAAno/mP9cEfrYs_w/s1600-h/080308+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230775503475939394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJdym0h_mEI/AAAAAAAAAno/mP9cEfrYs_w/s400/080308+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually start the day with a bike ride.  The Wildwood Boardwalk is two miles long.  We always start in the Crest make our way up the Boardwalk, go about a mile beyond to the inlet and double back--quite a workout every morning.  We have breakfast out, hit the beach all day and then it is off to the Boardwalk or a neighborhood basketball game at night.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daughter is coming up tonight to spend a couple of days.  My son, Sean, can't make it this year.  He is still living in Austin and we miss him mightily.  But, I will have a Lime Ricky(the most refreshing drink ever) and take a ride on the Great White(best wooden roller coaster)   for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-4682592419397933575?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/4682592419397933575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=4682592419397933575' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4682592419397933575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4682592419397933575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/08/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='...these are a few of my favorite things...'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJdy1l5VpFI/AAAAAAAAAn4/ob0KUiHL7Rs/s72-c/080408+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-3598733736302052710</id><published>2008-08-01T05:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T05:17:40.224-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weird object friday</title><content type='html'>Anybody know what I am?&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJJ9G2o8HJI/AAAAAAAAAmY/PQworr9h5D0/s1600-h/73108+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229379674030480530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJJ9G2o8HJI/AAAAAAAAAmY/PQworr9h5D0/s400/73108+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hint #1: Boy scouts may call me a cheater, but some campers and welders think I am their best friend.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJJ9HRR970I/AAAAAAAAAmg/Qfc5UyHX4CM/s1600-h/73108+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229379681181888322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJJ9HRR970I/AAAAAAAAAmg/Qfc5UyHX4CM/s400/73108+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hint #2: The Doors are my favorite band. I love to sing "Come on baby light my fire. Try to set the night on fire "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJJ9Ib_piAI/AAAAAAAAAmo/9bVceQeMxP8/s1600-h/73108+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229379701237712898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJJ9Ib_piAI/AAAAAAAAAmo/9bVceQeMxP8/s400/73108+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All I need is a little squeeze....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJJ9ItZq3TI/AAAAAAAAAmw/ZIZsPY1-KSU/s1600-h/73108+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJJ9I6wnj4I/AAAAAAAAAm4/uT_3QFz8J0Y/s1600-h/73108+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229379709496168322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJJ9I6wnj4I/AAAAAAAAAm4/uT_3QFz8J0Y/s400/73108+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and presto, your torch will be lit or your campfire will be roaring in no time. &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/2644583278920115375-3598733736302052710?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/3598733736302052710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=3598733736302052710' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3598733736302052710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3598733736302052710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/08/weird-object-friday.html' title='weird object friday'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SJJ9G2o8HJI/AAAAAAAAAmY/PQworr9h5D0/s72-c/73108+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-1665716753900384169</id><published>2008-07-29T20:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:07:07.104-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Day in Westminster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When we moved into our home 16 years ago, the builder put two small evergreens in the front of the house. There were supposed to be slow growers and were not to grow taller then 10 feet. Well when they got to be about 15 feet with no end in sight, we decided to remove them from the front yard. My husband thought he could move them to the back yard. I hate to kill a plant of any kind. The neighbors told him they would die, but my husband is always up to a challenge. He successfully transplanted them to the backyard where they continued to flourish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We lost one to the pool, but the second we decided to leave alone. It got to be 25 feet tall and had no sign of stopping. It was between our house and a neighbors and was beginning to encroach on their property. We get severe wind storms tunneling between the houses, we (and the neighbors) started to get concerned it would come down on one of the houses. That doesn't even get into the problem with the sap and the dogs. The loved to run around it. We didn't want to see anyone or animal hurt, so we made the tough decision, that the great evergreen had to come down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228605438243285570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SI-88ZkqqkI/AAAAAAAAAmA/uiPCqqKCxp8/s400/72908+077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Charles got out the saw, ladder and rope tonight and started the process. My husband would have made a good boy scout. Controlled destruction. I feel like we are losing a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228605446605526114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SI-884uYVGI/AAAAAAAAAmI/0GzTgAvIUDw/s400/72908+087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if the dogs will forgive us for getting rid of their playground.  Flynn certainly was giving us "the look".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228605463678142482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SI-894UzyBI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/hN0GE57qOcI/s400/72908+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-1665716753900384169?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/1665716753900384169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=1665716753900384169' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/1665716753900384169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/1665716753900384169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/07/sad-day-in-westminster.html' title='Sad Day in Westminster'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SI-88ZkqqkI/AAAAAAAAAmA/uiPCqqKCxp8/s72-c/72908+077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8646655025985652641</id><published>2008-07-25T07:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T07:12:00.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>I don't know if this is as "weird" as it is outlandish.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SIkpG27mxXI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ovNSoGFErFc/s1600-h/yankee+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226754040341644658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SIkpG27mxXI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ovNSoGFErFc/s400/yankee+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have the honor of sitting in this seat for three hours for a mere $528.00 It is located in Yankee Stadium. This is Yankee Stadium's last year. The team is moving into a new facility across the street. Normally the seat would cost you only $325.00, but since it is the final season most seats sold out early this year. You have to get them at something like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stubhub&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SIkpHRSuDJI/AAAAAAAAAl4/QO2cT-UD1Yo/s1600-h/yankee+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226754047417912466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SIkpHRSuDJI/AAAAAAAAAl4/QO2cT-UD1Yo/s400/yankee+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My daughter and her friends went up to see a game. They wanted to be able to say they went to Yankee Stadium where so many great baseball moments happened. Lots of history, but she did say it really was falling apart and needed replacement. I am just happy she survived the trip-- she wore an Orioles cap to the game.&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/2644583278920115375-8646655025985652641?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8646655025985652641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8646655025985652641' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8646655025985652641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8646655025985652641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/07/weird-object-friday_25.html' title='WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SIkpG27mxXI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ovNSoGFErFc/s72-c/yankee+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-4271484626310210473</id><published>2008-07-24T21:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:12:00.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKFUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SIknJJgqLoI/AAAAAAAAAlo/EHPI6hcXElM/s1600-h/yankee+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226751880665378434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SIknJJgqLoI/AAAAAAAAAlo/EHPI6hcXElM/s400/yankee+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just want to send a thank you to "blog land". I find myself taking more time to enjoy the little things around me. I have discovered birds, insects and plants I never knew existed. (some right before my eyes) I have enjoyed learning from each and everyone of you. Gerry&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/2644583278920115375-4271484626310210473?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/4271484626310210473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=4271484626310210473' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4271484626310210473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4271484626310210473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/07/thankful.html' title='THANKFUL'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SIknJJgqLoI/AAAAAAAAAlo/EHPI6hcXElM/s72-c/yankee+068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8678085280683241946</id><published>2008-07-18T19:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:41:56.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>Welcome to another weird object Friday. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SIEpoe6ZdaI/AAAAAAAAAlg/FjGvAOLOhbI/s1600-h/0718081917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224502818195994018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SIEpoe6ZdaI/AAAAAAAAAlg/FjGvAOLOhbI/s400/0718081917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is another mother hand me down that has come in handy at hot times. Anybody ever use one of these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-8678085280683241946?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8678085280683241946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8678085280683241946' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8678085280683241946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8678085280683241946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/07/weird-object-friday_18.html' title='WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SIEpoe6ZdaI/AAAAAAAAAlg/FjGvAOLOhbI/s72-c/0718081917.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-4923898403410526984</id><published>2008-07-16T20:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:59:45.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I SPY</title><content type='html'>Did you ever play "I Spy" with your kids. Well, while I relaxed in the pool tonight after a stressful day at work. I played "I Spy" out in the backyard.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223778246963873922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SH6Wo4uxyII/AAAAAAAAAkg/1MU_bFN0ysg/s400/71608+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I have been inspired by all your pictures of your backyard birds. As I have mentioned before I just can't figure out how to use the macro option on this camera.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SH6XV04DjXI/AAAAAAAAAlI/gozPdoBbITI/s1600-h/71608+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223779019023158642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SH6XV04DjXI/AAAAAAAAAlI/gozPdoBbITI/s400/71608+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...so if you have a magnifying glass and good eyes you might be able to figure out where the hummingbird is in this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SH6XWaiJdhI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/WduHuHtIzS4/s1600-h/71608+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223779029131818514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SH6XWaiJdhI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/WduHuHtIzS4/s400/71608+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maybe it is easier in this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SH6WpVCHIkI/AAAAAAAAAko/hqYMqkHMJMA/s1600-h/71608+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223778254561157698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SH6WpVCHIkI/AAAAAAAAAko/hqYMqkHMJMA/s400/71608+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I, too, have baby birds. The mother won't feed them when we are in the pool. She always waits till we are out. But the picture below does show them ready and waiting for their nightly worms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SH6WphAuAKI/AAAAAAAAAkw/p8iijoHpMik/s1600-h/71608+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223778257776541858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SH6WphAuAKI/AAAAAAAAAkw/p8iijoHpMik/s400/71608+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I spy.....a finch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SH6Wp8NJCfI/AAAAAAAAAk4/t5ifeTgcWP0/s1600-h/71608+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223778265076402674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SH6Wp8NJCfI/AAAAAAAAAk4/t5ifeTgcWP0/s400/71608+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...but I have no idea what these are, but they are colorful and pretty. I watched the backyard residents( the birds, bugs and butterflies) for over an hour. They drained all the stress away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SH6WqSw7Z4I/AAAAAAAAAlA/TdD-K7Byy7c/s1600-h/71608+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223778271132084098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SH6WqSw7Z4I/AAAAAAAAAlA/TdD-K7Byy7c/s400/71608+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ..and while I was playing I Spy with the birds, somebody was playing I Spy with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223779033474516098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SH6XWqthxII/AAAAAAAAAlY/8WFauTUwtcI/s400/71608+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-4923898403410526984?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/4923898403410526984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=4923898403410526984' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4923898403410526984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4923898403410526984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/07/i.html' title='I SPY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SH6Wo4uxyII/AAAAAAAAAkg/1MU_bFN0ysg/s72-c/71608+038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8026079626742685071</id><published>2008-07-13T18:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T18:20:43.245-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BASEMENT PROGRESS</title><content type='html'>Charles, Niki and I are putting finishes touches on the basement. Charles and I picked up a coffee table and two end tables at Pier 1 and a rug at Kohl's. It really is the room I envisioned.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHp8maTtidI/AAAAAAAAAkY/LzwgNZCwEV0/s1600-h/71308+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222623717228382674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHp8maTtidI/AAAAAAAAAkY/LzwgNZCwEV0/s400/71308+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is an area to relax and watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; or read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHp8VG1QRBI/AAAAAAAAAjw/sX5bsgAhj2Q/s1600-h/71308+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222623419942585362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHp8VG1QRBI/AAAAAAAAAjw/sX5bsgAhj2Q/s400/71308+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are sports fanatics. The Orioles, Ravens and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Terps&lt;/span&gt; are welcome at our house anytime. We have given them each their own wall. There is a hallway we are working on for our family sports photographs. My daughter, Niki, has played basketball, lacrosse, soccer, and softball. Sean, my son loves baseball, softball, football and rugby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHp8VT4AEmI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ztBw_dLro7U/s1600-h/71308+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222623423443767906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHp8VT4AEmI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ztBw_dLro7U/s400/71308+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHp8VuUd5PI/AAAAAAAAAkA/VJJ3SzF_xiY/s1600-h/71308+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222623430542484722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHp8VuUd5PI/AAAAAAAAAkA/VJJ3SzF_xiY/s400/71308+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are hoping to purchase a couple of Raven's photographs. Training camp is here is Westminster and my daughter has a photographer friend who has taken some good pictures. Hopefully, we can get a few of those to add to the Ravens wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHp8WcwZe-I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/6QCKjWPW5o0/s1600-h/71308+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222623443007667170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHp8WcwZe-I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/6QCKjWPW5o0/s400/71308+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The dogs also love the basement. It is always the coolest room in the house in the summer and the warmest in the winter. We are all pleased with the results so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-8026079626742685071?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8026079626742685071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8026079626742685071' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8026079626742685071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8026079626742685071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/07/basement-progress.html' title='BASEMENT PROGRESS'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHp8maTtidI/AAAAAAAAAkY/LzwgNZCwEV0/s72-c/71308+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-6855490540878878208</id><published>2008-07-12T11:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:53:02.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FARMERS' MARKET</title><content type='html'>I went to the Westminster's Farmers' Market&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHjQTc34hKI/AAAAAAAAAjI/JCjuZBg3B5w/s1600-h/71208+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222152800522765474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHjQTc34hKI/AAAAAAAAAjI/JCjuZBg3B5w/s320/71208+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this morning. The tomatoes were calling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHjQUf_gh_I/AAAAAAAAAjY/-zXcXc5d2tQ/s1600-h/71208+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222152818539923442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHjQUf_gh_I/AAAAAAAAAjY/-zXcXc5d2tQ/s320/71208+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHjQUkUA_eI/AAAAAAAAAjg/jlTyyPuTIA4/s1600-h/71208+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222152819699678690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHjQUkUA_eI/AAAAAAAAAjg/jlTyyPuTIA4/s320/71208+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up some beautiful heirloom tomatoes. One of the farmers had four varieties, and I picked up one of each. He also had some gorgeous peppers. Another stand had some purple string beans. She said they taste like regular string beans and will turn green when cooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with our zucchini the tomatoes, peppers and beans are headed for some sort of stirfry tonight. I will have to pull out the "Heirloom Tomato Cookbook" and find something special. It is a reason to celebrate. Tomato season has arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine unfortunately are abundant, but green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the daisies are ready!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHjQTh0W_nI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/97qiPzHjgsQ/s1600-h/71208+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222152801850162802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHjQTh0W_nI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/97qiPzHjgsQ/s320/71208+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHjQVKcYg1I/AAAAAAAAAjo/ydsJIWgORy8/s1600-h/71208+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222152829935321938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHjQVKcYg1I/AAAAAAAAAjo/ydsJIWgORy8/s320/71208+011.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/2644583278920115375-6855490540878878208?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/6855490540878878208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=6855490540878878208' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6855490540878878208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6855490540878878208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/07/farmers-market.html' title='FARMERS&apos; MARKET'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHjQTc34hKI/AAAAAAAAAjI/JCjuZBg3B5w/s72-c/71208+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-6174841787061388587</id><published>2008-07-11T05:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T07:11:45.944-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHbBSVFLBGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/yTj4SOYYo9s/s1600-h/71008+172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221573338623312994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHbBSVFLBGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/yTj4SOYYo9s/s320/71008+172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221572548331171634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHbAkVA17zI/AAAAAAAAAiw/A7lkUHVdCRY/s320/71008+162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHbAkA5UsaI/AAAAAAAAAio/PyFkzD0S0jE/s1600-h/71008+159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221572542930923938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHbAkA5UsaI/AAAAAAAAAio/PyFkzD0S0jE/s320/71008+159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If that looking glass gets broke, Mama's gonna buy you a billy goat" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was as close as I could get. Actually, my husband and I are always looking for unusal canes. His step-mother collects them and she has all sorts-- rabbits, dogs, horses, Santas, but this is the only goat we have ever found.&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/2644583278920115375-6174841787061388587?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/6174841787061388587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=6174841787061388587' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6174841787061388587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6174841787061388587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/07/weird-object-friday_11.html' title='WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHbBSVFLBGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/yTj4SOYYo9s/s72-c/71008+172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-3039484884468985418</id><published>2008-07-07T15:48:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T17:15:18.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MY NEPHEW'S WEDDING</title><content type='html'>WATERMAN'S DAY IN ROCK HALL &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220372680691440306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ9S1vEWrI/AAAAAAAAAiA/sbwH3Jwt_vw/s320/wedding+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family took a trip down to the Eastern Shore of Maryland Sunday. Rock Hall was our destination. My nephew, Mike, has lived on the Eastern Shore for many years. He makes a living as a karaoke DJ(Mikey G). Lisa, his new wife is a longtime resident and since he has a popular act, they know so many people. He and Lisa, decided to do a "Rock Hall" wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many people have a boat paradge at their wedding?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220365955283423170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ3LXo2D8I/AAAAAAAAAgw/oqDwmWz4kAg/s320/wedding+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;...or a dunking booth?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220372707745082594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ9UahKLOI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ffHIeqJXUnc/s320/wedding+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The festival had all sorts of Eastern Shore specialties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220372719334415298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ9VFsRW8I/AAAAAAAAAig/Fd3kSDU4dD8/s320/wedding+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was nice to see family enjoying the day together.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220372697068269746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ9Tyvm8LI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/2eMSIO1DA3A/s320/wedding+109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother and his wife drove up from Richmond.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220365965692426450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ3L-ai2NI/AAAAAAAAAg4/SwLCrRa1q9Q/s320/wedding+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daugher and brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220368514489480610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ5gVbHdaI/AAAAAAAAAho/1FIcKmnZRSw/s320/wedding+148.JPG" border="0" /&gt; My husband and I.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220372694062727490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ9TnjCAUI/AAAAAAAAAiI/t5yCXG7bVhI/s320/wedding+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The groom and his mom, Nancy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220365969523789554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ3MMsAzvI/AAAAAAAAAhA/q8Ca7VTRimQ/s320/wedding+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The groom's dad is on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was the end of the Waterman's Festival-- a yearly celebration on July 4th weekend. They give prizes for fast boat docking and anchor throwing. They have a boat regatta with prizes for the most patriotically decorated workboat. Mike and Lisa grabbed that award. Although I think they did have an unfair advantage--they were the only one with a boat made up as wedding chapel. Well Lisa and Mike had the ceremony on the boat at the dock following the boat parade. It really was perfect and the most well matched wedding with a couples' personality that I have every attended. Best part, shorts were the attire of the day. At the end of the service, family and friends headed back to Mike and Lisa's backyard for a crab feast. I have never seen so much food. As the festival ended, more townspeople showed up to the backyard. Anyone was welcome. My nephew said that if you have ever nodded a hello to someone, they know they are invited. That is the way of life in Rock Hall.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220365982597052402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ3M9Y69_I/AAAAAAAAAhI/JihXs3Ks6mg/s320/wedding+087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The wedding party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220365989948554930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ3NYxp_rI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/-KIrzh1uMpI/s320/wedding+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220368535901839298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ5hlMOH8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/IgQ8sV1xKUE/s320/wedding+125.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The crabs, of course, were great! Along with barbecue, chicken, hamburgers, macaroni, fresh fruits and vegetables, fresh corn, and so many other dishes. Everyone seemed to show up with a caserole of some kind. The beer, soda, and liquor were flowing. Their backyard is set up as party central. Horseshoes, pool table, hot tub, and of course karaoke. The party lasted until late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very happy for Mike, he has had a long road and now has truly found his perfect soul mate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220368525429106114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ5g-LU5cI/AAAAAAAAAhw/AZZDUhP1X6w/s320/wedding+135.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Mike's son was his best man and gave a sweet toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220368496572335874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ5fSrVhwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Y6zME3eGMYc/s320/wedding+150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220368509149759570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ5gBiByFI/AAAAAAAAAhg/M2khWvt8FYo/s320/wedding+153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes for a continuation of the wonderful life you have!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-3039484884468985418?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/3039484884468985418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=3039484884468985418' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3039484884468985418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3039484884468985418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-nephews-wedding.html' title='MY NEPHEW&apos;S WEDDING'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SHJ9S1vEWrI/AAAAAAAAAiA/sbwH3Jwt_vw/s72-c/wedding+101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8404391418899358092</id><published>2008-07-04T11:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T11:34:00.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IN THE DOGHOUSE</title><content type='html'>July 4th started out with a real bang!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG4_lYWf77I/AAAAAAAAAf4/98jRUWsxDT4/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219178929593511858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG4_lYWf77I/AAAAAAAAAf4/98jRUWsxDT4/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks angelic doesn't she.  She is the love of my daughter's life.(and mine too along with our other two)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219178946998123202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG4_mZMFOsI/AAAAAAAAAgI/uVJYkDs0gkE/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, the three of them were chasing each other around the back yard and brought their play back into the house.  I usually don't mind them chasing each other.  It is kinda fun to watch.  Nothing unusual to hear them running around.  I heard Bailey slide into the wall.  I looked up from WOF blogging and that will teach me to pay closer attention.  In a matter of thirty seconds my family room became a muddy mess.  It rained last night, and evidently they enjoyed a swim in a hole they had dug for coolness in the backyard.  I tried to catch her, but have you every tried to catch a muddy, slippery, fast running puppy.  She ran upstairs to my daughters room.  The total damage:  The entire family room floor, the kitchen floor, the family room walls, the hallyway, the newly shampooed stairs, my daughters bedsheets, my bedroom floor and my bedsheets, the back porch and finally her canvas doghouse that she loves to hide in(plus the blankets inside).  In under one minute, she had totally messed the house.  My daughter and I spent the morning, cleaning the puppy and the house.  I still am doing the wash.   We had to lay this blanket down because this is where her doghouse usually is and she kept trying to find it. I don't know who was more exhausted!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219178941065288786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG4_mDFlXFI/AAAAAAAAAgA/LJAuAZTowWE/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-8404391418899358092?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8404391418899358092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8404391418899358092' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8404391418899358092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8404391418899358092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-doghouse.html' title='IN THE DOGHOUSE'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG4_lYWf77I/AAAAAAAAAf4/98jRUWsxDT4/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-5653624437177410976</id><published>2008-07-04T05:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T11:40:22.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>I was thinking about W.O.F. this week. As I was looking around the office I realized that all of us have a weird object that is near and dear to us. Here are a couple of my co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a lizard lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2VFmMIFLI/AAAAAAAAAfg/MCXnylhUWSg/s1600-h/61808+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218991466575566002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2VFmMIFLI/AAAAAAAAAfg/MCXnylhUWSg/s320/61808+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A girl with attitude&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218991453844316882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2VE2wwotI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Y8HuXEQ24D8/s320/61808+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A rising star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2VF_UAg6I/AAAAAAAAAfo/sm9O3NRnBOw/s1600-h/61808+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218991473319510946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2VF_UAg6I/AAAAAAAAAfo/sm9O3NRnBOw/s320/61808+112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ferguson protects the corner of the office. There is an ongoing argument as to whether he is a griffin or a gargoyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2T9KWXgWI/AAAAAAAAAew/PzDwCvMVE90/s1600-h/70208+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218990222151745890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2T9KWXgWI/AAAAAAAAAew/PzDwCvMVE90/s320/70208+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Bop IS a tazmanian devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2T9kF4ITI/AAAAAAAAAe4/XT_q-i0qY2M/s1600-h/61808+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218990229061902642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2T9kF4ITI/AAAAAAAAAe4/XT_q-i0qY2M/s320/61808+103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This dinosaur roars when you push the top of her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2T910nJHI/AAAAAAAAAfA/tT5qZm9RUYQ/s1600-h/61808+106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218990233821324402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2T910nJHI/AAAAAAAAAfA/tT5qZm9RUYQ/s320/61808+106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our eyes often get cross-eyed from all the paperwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2T-GjqzEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/kE3ecDkCNF0/s1600-h/61808+110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218990238313663554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2T-GjqzEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/kE3ecDkCNF0/s320/61808+110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are all animal lovers, no matter what kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2T-9cfpBI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/LSRxBUNT1hU/s1600-h/61808+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218990253047522322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2T-9cfpBI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/LSRxBUNT1hU/s320/61808+097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you knew our office, you would find it very easy to name the objects' owners. Each one fits their personalities exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-5653624437177410976?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/5653624437177410976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=5653624437177410976' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/5653624437177410976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/5653624437177410976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/07/weird-object-friday.html' title='WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SG2VFmMIFLI/AAAAAAAAAfg/MCXnylhUWSg/s72-c/61808+099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-2125259445172853196</id><published>2008-07-02T22:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:32:06.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BASEMENT UPDATE / BASEBALL BUSINESS</title><content type='html'>My husband and I are making progress in the basement.  We still have baseboards to install and paint. Rugs and furniture to add, but the ping pong and air hockey table are ready and waiting.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218605667202895842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw2NHh4D-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/L8xmTftwswc/s400/63008+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                              I am extremely pleased with the bathroom.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218605669910379186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw2NRnY-rI/AAAAAAAAAdo/44axfgeZsiw/s400/63008+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                    We have plenty of storage now that Charles has created so many closets.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218605678824620034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw2Ny0tgAI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Q9o8gnmp1C0/s400/63008+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My brother and I made our way down to Camden Yards last night.  Our first stop, of course, was Pickles.  A favorite hangout for Oriole fans before and after the game.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218605682826461026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw2OBu0v2I/AAAAAAAAAd4/rXbSvnD_D28/s400/70208+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It really is a beautiful park.  Thunder storms were predicted, but the weather held out.  It was 80 with no humidity.  It was a great night.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw3m_rYEXI/AAAAAAAAAeI/meukeTz-fD0/s1600-h/70208+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218607211283485042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw3m_rYEXI/AAAAAAAAAeI/meukeTz-fD0/s400/70208+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw3nGJ-e0I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/uy1MxK1KDr4/s1600-h/70208+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218607213022444354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw3nGJ-e0I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/uy1MxK1KDr4/s400/70208+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  I love these seats.  You really have a good perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw3nlBKrxI/AAAAAAAAAeY/z2drkEpVA3M/s1600-h/70208+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218607221306994450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw3nlBKrxI/AAAAAAAAAeY/z2drkEpVA3M/s400/70208+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                   ... and of course the Old Bay crab game.  Where's the baseball?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw3n5QJGUI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Odcy3ocadKw/s1600-h/70208+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218607226738514242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw3n5QJGUI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Odcy3ocadKw/s400/70208+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218605694806297122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw2OuXCiiI/AAAAAAAAAeA/KpoxK9sILLo/s400/70208+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;      It was George Sherrill tee shirt night.  And he co-operated by getting his 27th save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw3oJcND6I/AAAAAAAAAeo/rugBT5TEW74/s1600-h/70208+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218607231084072866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw3oJcND6I/AAAAAAAAAeo/rugBT5TEW74/s400/70208+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                           Put another game in the win column.  Go O's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-2125259445172853196?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/2125259445172853196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=2125259445172853196' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2125259445172853196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2125259445172853196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/07/basement-update-baseball-business.html' title='BASEMENT UPDATE / BASEBALL BUSINESS'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGw2NHh4D-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/L8xmTftwswc/s72-c/63008+047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-1282955334081611629</id><published>2008-06-29T21:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T21:36:25.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHER!</title><content type='html'>Today is my brother's birthday.  We are big on tradition in my family, and my brother likes to go to a local crab house called Costa's.  The crabs are big and spicey, and a good time was had by all.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGg3kS6x29I/AAAAAAAAAcA/6nVQhSgw_LE/s1600-h/63008+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217481265001913298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGg3kS6x29I/AAAAAAAAAcA/6nVQhSgw_LE/s400/63008+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                   The crabs were so big, we even had a few to send home with my uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGg3kkBED-I/AAAAAAAAAcI/c4l4KHYDkRQ/s1600-h/63008+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217481269591674850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGg3kkBED-I/AAAAAAAAAcI/c4l4KHYDkRQ/s400/63008+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              ..and a birthday is not complete without a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGg3k68vayI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Nn1-Tcu2flg/s1600-h/63008+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217481275747560226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGg3k68vayI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Nn1-Tcu2flg/s400/63008+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         Happy Birthday. Hope it is a great year!&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/2644583278920115375-1282955334081611629?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/1282955334081611629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=1282955334081611629' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/1282955334081611629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/1282955334081611629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-brother.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHER!'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGg3kS6x29I/AAAAAAAAAcA/6nVQhSgw_LE/s72-c/63008+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8588553048745306414</id><published>2008-06-27T21:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:06:34.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IS IT TOO LATE FOR WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY?</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately, my husband can't remember what these are. Anyone have any ideas.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGWbfJgtfAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/pu-ZqO7AXU4/s1600-h/62808+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216746702809955330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGWbfJgtfAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/pu-ZqO7AXU4/s400/62808+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     There are nine numbered sizes. (one missing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGWbfR8DR-I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/gP4Qe19SyRE/s1600-h/62808+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216746705072113634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGWbfR8DR-I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/gP4Qe19SyRE/s400/62808+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    They telescope inside each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGWbf_g1E9I/AAAAAAAAAbY/agg6188v-x0/s1600-h/62808+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216746717305967570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGWbf_g1E9I/AAAAAAAAAbY/agg6188v-x0/s400/62808+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            They are hollow with sharp beveled edges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGWbgJcrIAI/AAAAAAAAAbg/oujpVyfDMrM/s1600-h/62808+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216746719972892674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGWbgJcrIAI/AAAAAAAAAbg/oujpVyfDMrM/s400/62808+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        I would appreciate all guesses.&lt;br /&gt;                                                        Thanks and have a good night&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/2644583278920115375-8588553048745306414?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8588553048745306414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8588553048745306414' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8588553048745306414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8588553048745306414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/06/is-it-too-late-for-weird-object-friday.html' title='IS IT TOO LATE FOR WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY?'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGWbfJgtfAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/pu-ZqO7AXU4/s72-c/62808+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-1515320570240584218</id><published>2008-06-25T20:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T20:43:52.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NICE NIGHT FOR A SWIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Niki and I took two of the dogs into the pool. It was Bailey's first swim.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGLk1Bu3YtI/AAAAAAAAAaU/aOxtJYXz7p8/s1600-h/62508+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215982918097658578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGLk1Bu3YtI/AAAAAAAAAaU/aOxtJYXz7p8/s400/62508+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flynn is an experienced swimmer who will jump into the pool anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGLk1lARbWI/AAAAAAAAAac/WX2xBzloIkU/s1600-h/62508+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215982927565909346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGLk1lARbWI/AAAAAAAAAac/WX2xBzloIkU/s400/62508+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGLk1xYsBtI/AAAAAAAAAak/TPx_ahVvp4c/s1600-h/62508+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215982930889541330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGLk1xYsBtI/AAAAAAAAAak/TPx_ahVvp4c/s400/62508+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGLk2dT-drI/AAAAAAAAAas/cdHxTOVBWpY/s1600-h/62508+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215982942680938162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGLk2dT-drI/AAAAAAAAAas/cdHxTOVBWpY/s400/62508+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flynn can go up and down the ladder by himself.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGLk2ieUjwI/AAAAAAAAAa0/GhqIdtT5nOY/s1600-h/62508+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215982944066506498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGLk2ieUjwI/AAAAAAAAAa0/GhqIdtT5nOY/s400/62508+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           Riley prefers to be an observer.  No pool for him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215984283166824754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGLmEfAt2TI/AAAAAAAAAbA/q-1d3pT9Wuc/s400/61108+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-1515320570240584218?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/1515320570240584218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=1515320570240584218' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/1515320570240584218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/1515320570240584218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/06/nice-night-for-swim.html' title='NICE NIGHT FOR A SWIM'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SGLk1Bu3YtI/AAAAAAAAAaU/aOxtJYXz7p8/s72-c/62508+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-4691987811003333826</id><published>2008-06-21T20:16:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T21:25:43.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UNEXPECTED ACTIVITES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing went as expected today. Car troubles cancelled a trip out to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ellicott&lt;/span&gt; City with a dear friend. My daughter offered to take me, but she was on call for work and had a crisis. So I, of course, spent the afternoon with other visitors in the garden&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214500438252618578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SF2ghV8qg1I/AAAAAAAAAY4/lxINyYVP5cQ/s400/62108+088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214500431792673842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SF2gg94flDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/MfV9nO4ZL0Q/s400/62108+085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214500442284916434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SF2ghk-CftI/AAAAAAAAAZA/GI-nRGgYMYc/s400/62108+090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Katidids&lt;/span&gt;, I think these rival your spider crickets. I didn't know I had these in the backyard.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214500432877394226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SF2ghB7HGTI/AAAAAAAAAYw/AwHTifhWKuw/s400/62108+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The rue is growing nicely. Don't know what to expect. But I will report if I get butterflies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214509290781744066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SF2okoMFG8I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7JruoqYS3t0/s400/62108+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                   The basil is doing nicely, pesto is right around the corner.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214509055326785650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SF2oW7DPkHI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/zrTDu5PFM2s/s400/62108+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   I am ready for grilled zucchini.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SF2hnzdxEdI/AAAAAAAAAZg/UQ_N-OR1Fm4/s1600-h/62108+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214501648766931410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SF2hnzdxEdI/AAAAAAAAAZg/UQ_N-OR1Fm4/s400/62108+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       ...and fresh cucumbers for the salad...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SF2hoEPgegI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Jsuwtx5jOMk/s1600-h/62108+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214501653270526466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SF2hoEPgegI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Jsuwtx5jOMk/s400/62108+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      ...and, of course, the TOMATOES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SF2hoYr_zAI/AAAAAAAAAZw/CX0e_qjGlg4/s1600-h/62108+094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214501658758728706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SF2hoYr_zAI/AAAAAAAAAZw/CX0e_qjGlg4/s400/62108+094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband got home and we headed up to one of my favorite places, Hacienda Shiloh. It is an organic herb and garlic farm near Gettysburg. I usually go up a couple of times a year. Early summer to pick up herbs and plants for the garden(this is where I got the indigo). A very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;knowledgable woman by the name of Marda, a California transplant and am I glad she came, owns the establishment. She&lt;/span&gt; always has something different. I was lucky to get some of the last of the lime basil. It is great in salsa. After July 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; the garlic is usually ready to be harvested and that means the next trip. She has all sorts. I never realized how good garlic was. It is nothing like the supermarket bulbs. The tastes are superb, rich and full. She also sells every herb and tea imaginable .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214500445714998978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SF2ghxv1ZsI/AAAAAAAAAZI/BkwqtkB-ZA0/s400/62108+097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We picked up some garlic scapes to tide us over until the parent bulbs are ready to appear. Used it for the guacomole and the hamburgers tonight.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214501642873936370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SF2hndgxGfI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/HM6GnVbTPXA/s400/62108+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I also picked up a surprise for an mutual plant addict that I know.  Everyone have a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-4691987811003333826?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/4691987811003333826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=4691987811003333826' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4691987811003333826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4691987811003333826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/06/garden-activities.html' title='UNEXPECTED ACTIVITES'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SF2ghV8qg1I/AAAAAAAAAY4/lxINyYVP5cQ/s72-c/62108+088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8457884979368615136</id><published>2008-06-20T05:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T05:46:00.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>Good thing it isn't real. Do you think it could be related to Katie's spider crickets?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFsqEPlSe-I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DRzA97irKZU/s1600-h/61908+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213807246002256866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFsqEPlSe-I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DRzA97irKZU/s400/61908+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watch out don't get bit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFspC5d8f-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/HIqvcw9jVYg/s1600-h/61908+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213806123374378978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFspC5d8f-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/HIqvcw9jVYg/s400/61908+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It is acutally an ashtray. No one smokes in my house, so it will have to stay guarding the plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFspDXSbJBI/AAAAAAAAAXA/SXk9K0dRJdQ/s1600-h/61908+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213806131379119122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFspDXSbJBI/AAAAAAAAAXA/SXk9K0dRJdQ/s400/61908+072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wonder if this scary thing ever helped anyone stop smoking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFspDjtmcOI/AAAAAAAAAXI/szD_sdWl8Ho/s1600-h/61908+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213806134714331362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFspDjtmcOI/AAAAAAAAAXI/szD_sdWl8Ho/s400/61908+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-8457884979368615136?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8457884979368615136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8457884979368615136' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8457884979368615136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8457884979368615136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/06/weird-object-friday.html' title='WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFsqEPlSe-I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DRzA97irKZU/s72-c/61908+071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-1858966285683061234</id><published>2008-06-19T23:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T23:45:19.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ORIOLE BASEBALL</title><content type='html'>My daughter and I decided to take a trip down to the yard--Camden Yard where our beloved Orioles play baseball. There is such an excitement in the air this year. They are not expected to do anything this year. But the young players are fun to watch. They never give up and you can see that they love the game. Their manager, Trembley, is a perfect match for these kids.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFskwT1PLjI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Cgqp0Sk3gq4/s1600-h/61908+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213801405987368498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFskwT1PLjI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Cgqp0Sk3gq4/s400/61908+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was perfect weather and a delightful night. They came away with another victory. Swept the Houston Astros. It was so much sweeter since Tejada plays for the Astros. He was a trouble maker here. A lot of boos were heard around the ballpark when he came up to bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFskxKsg6gI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/M3K_ySLsooQ/s1600-h/61908+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213801420714732034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFskxKsg6gI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/M3K_ySLsooQ/s400/61908+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Speaking of Tejada's bat--look closely. What is holding up his bat? He fouled off a pitch and set the bat in this position. I have never seen this on the field before. A couple of minutes later he came and picked it up and went back to the plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFskxhRIBNI/AAAAAAAAAWY/v2bhcAQCh38/s1600-h/61908+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213801426773869778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFskxhRIBNI/AAAAAAAAAWY/v2bhcAQCh38/s400/61908+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The new scoreboard looks nice. But we don't like the hotel additions to the skyline. They are building a Hilton and it now blocks the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFskx-hr_wI/AAAAAAAAAWg/IVytgu05eNk/s1600-h/61908+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213801434627964674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFskx-hr_wI/AAAAAAAAAWg/IVytgu05eNk/s400/61908+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    Bases are loaded. Everywhere you look there is an Oriole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFskyVaOTcI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wRfgiPmxkbA/s1600-h/61908+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213801440770674114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFskyVaOTcI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wRfgiPmxkbA/s400/61908+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                 A wonderful night was had by all! Except the Astros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-1858966285683061234?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/1858966285683061234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=1858966285683061234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/1858966285683061234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/1858966285683061234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/06/oriole-baseball.html' title='ORIOLE BASEBALL'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFskwT1PLjI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Cgqp0Sk3gq4/s72-c/61908+059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-4182016155660982482</id><published>2008-06-18T21:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:24:30.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HARD WORK</title><content type='html'>My kids gave my husband a fire pit for Father's Day.  Well, we went out looking for brickwork to put under the pit.  We picked out a spot at the end of the yard, away from the house.  Found a nice design.  AND while we were at Lowe's my husband picked up some more brick to create an area at the bottom of our steps.  It becomes a muddy mess with all the dogs in the rain. AND he is also creating an area under the grill.  We never have one project going at a time in our house.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmyJnDD1oI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Q8UAWySBfD8/s1600-h/61808+148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213393921828443778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmyJnDD1oI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Q8UAWySBfD8/s400/61808+148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hopefully, less mud.  It looks like we can test it out tonight.  Thunderstorms coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmyLTVKp1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/dYh_qJv9OfQ/s1600-h/61808+150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213393950895417170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmyLTVKp1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/dYh_qJv9OfQ/s400/61808+150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Puppy update.  Look at her legs.  Boy, is she getting tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmyMI8iQJI/AAAAAAAAAWA/GwnDV6gdD-I/s1600-h/61808+147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213393965287620754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmyMI8iQJI/AAAAAAAAAWA/GwnDV6gdD-I/s400/61808+147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Patio tomato update.  I can almost taste them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmxcyoxLkI/AAAAAAAAAVI/e7illtqc8kM/s1600-h/61808+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213393151845281346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmxcyoxLkI/AAAAAAAAAVI/e7illtqc8kM/s400/61808+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The herbs I got at the Lavendar festival have been placed in multiple pots.  They are already taking off.   I can't wait to start cooking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmxdfTBfyI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/b8N5gw_2mto/s1600-h/61808+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213393163833671458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmxdfTBfyI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/b8N5gw_2mto/s400/61808+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      More flowers are blooming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmxdqPQ52I/AAAAAAAAAVY/YhW3hio3h6k/s1600-h/61808+125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213393166770693986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmxdqPQ52I/AAAAAAAAAVY/YhW3hio3h6k/s400/61808+125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my $3 project from the supermarket(think Charlie Brown's Christmas tree)  Hasn't it come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmxeJNJebI/AAAAAAAAAVg/lL4NBRFkTY4/s1600-h/61808+132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213393175083317682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmxeJNJebI/AAAAAAAAAVg/lL4NBRFkTY4/s400/61808+132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Hosta, hosta, hosta.  I love hosta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmxetZoHjI/AAAAAAAAAVo/QjiZzsosXiQ/s1600-h/61808+143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213393184799333938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmxetZoHjI/AAAAAAAAAVo/QjiZzsosXiQ/s400/61808+143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is such a pleasure escaping to the yard.  It is my refuge after a long day at work.  The dogs love to share it with us.  My husband and I are blessed with a good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-4182016155660982482?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/4182016155660982482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=4182016155660982482' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4182016155660982482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4182016155660982482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/06/hard-work.html' title='HARD WORK'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFmyJnDD1oI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Q8UAWySBfD8/s72-c/61808+148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-7175070831069101262</id><published>2008-06-13T18:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T18:55:38.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SPECIAL DAY WITH FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I spent the day with friends at the Pennsylvania Lavendar Festival hosted by Wil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;low Pond Farm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211498427730398754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFL2NVRgjiI/AAAAAAAAAUE/I2Dk4udVHiU/s400/61308+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                       I did not realize how many different varities of lavendar there are.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFL2MHr47vI/AAAAAAAAAT0/R5wmij4qKug/s1600-h/61308+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211498406903082738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFL2MHr47vI/AAAAAAAAAT0/R5wmij4qKug/s400/61308+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a lavender wand making class.  We decided we were better knitters.  Not all of us are meant to be lavender wand makers.  The class is usually a half hour.  We were there for an hour and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFL2Mw6jKcI/AAAAAAAAAT8/dgesSmkgpjA/s1600-h/61308+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211498417970424258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFL2Mw6jKcI/AAAAAAAAAT8/dgesSmkgpjA/s400/61308+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They sold, of course, lavender.  But they also are an herb farm.  I came away with tarragon,  rosemary, roe, thai basil, spicey oregano, thyme lime, and a few others.  Margaret and I picked up a curry we were all excited about-- only to read in the car that you shouldn't cook with it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFL2NtpC9xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/U_QCnSPP6gc/s1600-h/61308+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211498434271573778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFL2NtpC9xI/AAAAAAAAAUM/U_QCnSPP6gc/s400/61308+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the spoils:  lavender honey, a herbal flea collar for the puppy, a computer wrist pad with soothing lavender, a neck rap,  multiple herb mixes.  I also picked up a grab bag that had candles, soap and lavender sachet.  The dreaded lavender wand is the white object with the bow.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFL2OD5WIOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/tdhFl39-Ai4/s1600-h/61308+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211498440245518562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFL2OD5WIOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/tdhFl39-Ai4/s400/61308+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a wonderful time and look forward to it's return next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.  The pitcher on the right hand side is full of marigold infused water.  A co-worker suggested this as a non herbicidal remedy for bugs in the garden.  She said it was always succesful for her dad.  I will let you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-7175070831069101262?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/7175070831069101262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=7175070831069101262' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7175070831069101262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7175070831069101262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/06/special-day-with-friends.html' title='SPECIAL DAY WITH FRIENDS'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFL2NVRgjiI/AAAAAAAAAUE/I2Dk4udVHiU/s72-c/61308+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-3663731919099851774</id><published>2008-06-13T09:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:35:58.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>COMPACT COMPOSTER&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHWIPTvULI/AAAAAAAAASk/nR1jQxpIq20/s1600-h/61208+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211181680880996530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHWIPTvULI/AAAAAAAAASk/nR1jQxpIq20/s400/61208+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A TURN A DAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHWI73WGVI/AAAAAAAAASs/qdS8L2X2t8k/s1600-h/61208+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211181692841498962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHWI73WGVI/AAAAAAAAASs/qdS8L2X2t8k/s400/61208+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HELPS OUR GARDEN GROW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHWJS9zTjI/AAAAAAAAAS0/qD1fF7I_9Vk/s1600-h/61208+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211181699042594354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHWJS9zTjI/AAAAAAAAAS0/qD1fF7I_9Vk/s400/61208+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND GROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHWJxe6e9I/AAAAAAAAAS8/5INPKTeWTZM/s1600-h/61208+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211181707234540498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHWJxe6e9I/AAAAAAAAAS8/5INPKTeWTZM/s400/61208+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHWKkudleI/AAAAAAAAATE/NHsjPhKuohU/s1600-h/61208+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211181720989963746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHWKkudleI/AAAAAAAAATE/NHsjPhKuohU/s400/61208+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Composting is a tradition in my husband's family. His dad had a huge compost pile in the back of his property. He grew everything. Great tomatoes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jerusalem&lt;/span&gt; artichokes, onions, grapes, blackberries, along with the best asparagus patch I had every seen. It was fertilized by the compost pile. He put all the yard trimmings (stubborn weeds or infected plants he left out)and all kitchen scraps, not animal based. Especially good were coffee grounds and egg shells. (something to do with the nitrogen vs carbon) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We compost here on a smaller scale. But once we got the dogs they interfered with the pile and we thought we would have to stop. For Father's Day one year, I found this miracle composter. It made it so much simpler and cleaner and the dogs ignore it. We just keep it loaded with all the same ingredients. It's like Composting For Dummies. The container is even marked. It has a whole for air and water. You roll the thing around the yard. One flat end turn at a time. It gets very hot quickly but doesn't have an odor. It is amazing how fast the full container decomposes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the season my husband tills the composted material into the soil. It really has done wonders for the soil and helps keep the clippings and scraps out of the landfill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-3663731919099851774?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/3663731919099851774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=3663731919099851774' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3663731919099851774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/3663731919099851774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/06/compact-compost.html' title='WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHWIPTvULI/AAAAAAAAASk/nR1jQxpIq20/s72-c/61208+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-6170064708575767343</id><published>2008-06-12T22:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:43:15.442-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A MACRO WHAT???</title><content type='html'>I REALLY AM A CAMERA NOVICE. NEVER HEARD OF MACRO TILL LAST WEEK. I STILL DONT HAVE THE KNACK YET. CANT HOLD MY HAND STILL ENOUGH. BUT IT IS INTERESTING.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHaOk9upOI/AAAAAAAAATM/z8LDkCtAv_k/s1600-h/61208+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211186187819984098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHaOk9upOI/AAAAAAAAATM/z8LDkCtAv_k/s400/61208+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           AN END TABLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHaPPSBD1I/AAAAAAAAATU/1NMaeUBgJ-I/s1600-h/61208+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211186199179366226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHaPPSBD1I/AAAAAAAAATU/1NMaeUBgJ-I/s400/61208+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 OUR POOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHaQOiFVHI/AAAAAAAAATc/gH1qedrfpvg/s1600-h/61108+157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211186216158188658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHaQOiFVHI/AAAAAAAAATc/gH1qedrfpvg/s400/61108+157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  BACKYARD FLOWER, OR FLAR AS MARGARET SAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHaQ5CjjUI/AAAAAAAAATk/P12sDTaKjbs/s1600-h/61208+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211186227568676162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHaQ5CjjUI/AAAAAAAAATk/P12sDTaKjbs/s400/61208+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               WROUGHT IRON CHAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHaRSQpvVI/AAAAAAAAATs/BHeUMcjy3y8/s1600-h/61208+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211186234338688338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHaRSQpvVI/AAAAAAAAATs/BHeUMcjy3y8/s400/61208+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     A NOSEY FAMILY FRIEND&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/2644583278920115375-6170064708575767343?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/6170064708575767343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=6170064708575767343' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6170064708575767343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6170064708575767343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/06/macro-what.html' title='A MACRO WHAT???'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFHaOk9upOI/AAAAAAAAATM/z8LDkCtAv_k/s72-c/61208+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8631342953157689940</id><published>2008-06-11T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:13:28.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SUCH A BEAUTIFUL DAY!</title><content type='html'>The clematis has finally bloomed.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFCFZysrnqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/rXpZR9wnHbI/s1600-h/61108+162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210811447020068514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFCFZysrnqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/rXpZR9wnHbI/s400/61108+162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFCFaqIcNII/AAAAAAAAASE/cA9cAkRMugI/s1600-h/61108+163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210811461900448898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFCFaqIcNII/AAAAAAAAASE/cA9cAkRMugI/s400/61108+163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           A new addition for the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFCFa2BMMqI/AAAAAAAAASM/E3Ogbv87ARM/s1600-h/61108+170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210811465091265186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFCFa2BMMqI/AAAAAAAAASM/E3Ogbv87ARM/s400/61108+170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A new jack for the dogs.  It is their favorite toy. All three can get a piece at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFCFbWjDwMI/AAAAAAAAASU/l5qGIUzUzzg/s1600-h/61108+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210811473823252674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFCFbWjDwMI/AAAAAAAAASU/l5qGIUzUzzg/s400/61108+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       I found a  statue for Alex's garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFCFb-IcrXI/AAAAAAAAASc/Dug-4wxQfRo/s1600-h/61108+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210811484449058162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFCFb-IcrXI/AAAAAAAAASc/Dug-4wxQfRo/s400/61108+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just thankful for the day. Started out playing with the dogs in the backyard. Enjoyed the gardens. Work was good. Margaret and I made a food run to Panera midday for the crew. My husband and daughter and I went out to dinner. It's always a good day when you don't have any dishes to do. After dinner, my husband and I put together some new tomato cages. The ones we have used the last couple of years haven't worked-- just too many fruit to hold up. The only bad news is that the Orioles lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-8631342953157689940?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8631342953157689940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8631342953157689940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8631342953157689940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8631342953157689940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/06/such-beautiful-day.html' title='SUCH A BEAUTIFUL DAY!'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SFCFZysrnqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/rXpZR9wnHbI/s72-c/61108+162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-36728274518138353</id><published>2008-06-08T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T12:47:49.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S A HOT ONE OUT THERE!</title><content type='html'>But it is worth it. Weeded and watered this morning. I am going out for tomato cages and I will be all set garden wise. We have been working this soil since we moved in 16 years ago. The builder sold off the top soil and all we had was clay and rock. We compost and the soil is so heavenly. It doesn't look like it here. But go down just below the surface and it is a beautiful brown, full of worms and it drains wonderfully.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwKaFi_-pI/AAAAAAAAARU/JjPQTE-tw8M/s1600-h/0608081153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209550312242674322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwKaFi_-pI/AAAAAAAAARU/JjPQTE-tw8M/s400/0608081153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           THE TOMATOES ARE LOVING THE 100 DEGREE WEATHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwKaivmHCI/AAAAAAAAARc/il6Of4C-YLg/s1600-h/0608081153a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209550320080133154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwKaivmHCI/AAAAAAAAARc/il6Of4C-YLg/s400/0608081153a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   AS ARE THE SQUASHES. WE HAVE ZUCCHINI, WATERMELON AND YELLOW SQUASH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwKazGT8cI/AAAAAAAAARk/WrvHUZhJTZw/s1600-h/0608081154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209550324470378946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwKazGT8cI/AAAAAAAAARk/WrvHUZhJTZw/s400/0608081154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                    THE BEANS HAD A HARD TIME SURVIVING THE RABBITS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwKbIJJY9I/AAAAAAAAARs/8fzzsu03vgA/s1600-h/0608081154a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209550330119414738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwKbIJJY9I/AAAAAAAAARs/8fzzsu03vgA/s400/0608081154a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   DID I MENTION I LOVE TOMATOES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwKbTl6SrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8P2HfHXOIoo/s1600-h/0608081154c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209550333192850098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwKbTl6SrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8P2HfHXOIoo/s400/0608081154c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND HOPEFULLY IT WON'T BE TOO LONG BEFORE WE HAVE CUCUMBERS FOR OUR SALAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The temperature hasn't bothered the plants, except for one straw flower(and that was my fault, I forgot to water it). The veggies are coming along. They had a slight pause in growth until my husband found the little opening in the garden fencing. Rabbits were having a great time! Come August, I am expecting to be knee deep in tomatoes. I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-36728274518138353?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/36728274518138353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=36728274518138353' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/36728274518138353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/36728274518138353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-hot-one-out-there.html' title='IT&apos;S A HOT ONE OUT THERE!'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwKaFi_-pI/AAAAAAAAARU/JjPQTE-tw8M/s72-c/0608081153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-530042474234562177</id><published>2008-06-07T10:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T12:30:56.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DOG DAY AT THE OFFICE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwIb2dNAEI/AAAAAAAAARE/ckjJhcZtKmU/s1600-h/0606081715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209548143528312898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwIb2dNAEI/AAAAAAAAARE/ckjJhcZtKmU/s400/0606081715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwIcnUC3DI/AAAAAAAAARM/jVBrGkOKXqg/s1600-h/0606081716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209548156643236914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwIcnUC3DI/AAAAAAAAARM/jVBrGkOKXqg/s400/0606081716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My boss was kind enough to let me take the puppy, Bailey, to the office with me Friday. My daughter is in California for a reunion and I thought it might be too long for her to be by herself. I was expecting chaos, but she really was a well behaved little puppy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-530042474234562177?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/530042474234562177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=530042474234562177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/530042474234562177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/530042474234562177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/06/dog-day-at-office.html' title='DOG DAY AT THE OFFICE'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEwIb2dNAEI/AAAAAAAAARE/ckjJhcZtKmU/s72-c/0606081715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-6026072089516117161</id><published>2008-06-06T03:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:03:01.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>I wasn't quite sure what to do for my "object" My camera is taking a trip to California with my daughter and husband. They have a family reunion to go to. So that got me thinking about some of our old trips. My husband and I have found some very "weird" things on our RV outings. We once traveled to Ohio and Kentucky. I like to visit factories. We went to Louisville, and I saw the biggest bat I have ever seen. This definitely counts as weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEh-5H78u2I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/SX-D5Phps28/s1600-h/AAAA0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208552488902114146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEh-5H78u2I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/SX-D5Phps28/s400/AAAA0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEh-5n85qOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/C9wKLsujsds/s1600-h/AAAA0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208552497496041698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEh-5n85qOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/C9wKLsujsds/s400/AAAA0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My poor Orioles, they could really use a few of these bats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-6026072089516117161?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/6026072089516117161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=6026072089516117161' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6026072089516117161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6026072089516117161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-weird-object-friday.html' title='ANOTHER WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SEh-5H78u2I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/SX-D5Phps28/s72-c/AAAA0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8601805942627170743</id><published>2008-05-30T07:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T07:59:01.848-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WELCOME TO WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>It is almost that time of year.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9uMtJEeRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Oy98a-KvJx0/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206000858818705682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9uMtJEeRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Oy98a-KvJx0/s400/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      Old as it is, I never found another that works better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9uNNJEeSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/PI_RF4fVa-s/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206000867408640290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9uNNJEeSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/PI_RF4fVa-s/s400/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         I actually have two and they come in very useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9uNtJEeTI/AAAAAAAAAQs/tjGqYK1fR1w/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206000875998574898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9uNtJEeTI/AAAAAAAAAQs/tjGqYK1fR1w/s400/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       Any guesses???&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/2644583278920115375-8601805942627170743?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8601805942627170743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8601805942627170743' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8601805942627170743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8601805942627170743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/05/welcome-to-weird-object-friday.html' title='WELCOME TO WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9uMtJEeRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Oy98a-KvJx0/s72-c/072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-892913408068522369</id><published>2008-05-29T22:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:55:54.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FLOWERS, FLOWERS, AND MORE FLOWERS</title><content type='html'>Everything is starting to bloom.  I absolutely love this time of year.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9rXdJEeMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/eVMP_HgbVPY/s1600-h/52708+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205997744967416002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9rXdJEeMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/eVMP_HgbVPY/s400/52708+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rhododendrum was planted  by our builder 16 years ago in the front of the house.  It didnt like all that sunshine. We tucked it back in the shade and it is now very happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9rXtJEeNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_w5ULNDgHL8/s1600-h/52708+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205997749262383314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9rXtJEeNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_w5ULNDgHL8/s400/52708+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These came courtesy of my daughter for Mother's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9rYNJEeOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/IjFJpXJ4O7w/s1600-h/52708+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205997757852317922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9rYNJEeOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/IjFJpXJ4O7w/s400/52708+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a new addition to Alex's memorial garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9rYdJEePI/AAAAAAAAAQM/c_5BoO8Ww7k/s1600-h/52708+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205997762147285234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9rYdJEePI/AAAAAAAAAQM/c_5BoO8Ww7k/s400/52708+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is new too.  Don't know what it is, but I liked the look of it.  Anybody know???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9rY9JEeQI/AAAAAAAAAQU/uXTPo9NP3gY/s1600-h/52708+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205997770737219842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9rY9JEeQI/AAAAAAAAAQU/uXTPo9NP3gY/s400/52708+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The double columbine are starting to open.  I hope everyone is having a good day!&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/2644583278920115375-892913408068522369?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/892913408068522369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=892913408068522369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/892913408068522369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/892913408068522369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/05/flowers-flowers-and-more-flowers.html' title='FLOWERS, FLOWERS, AND MORE FLOWERS'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SD9rXdJEeMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/eVMP_HgbVPY/s72-c/52708+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-6885099482859044990</id><published>2008-05-27T21:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:22:56.912-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDyyn9JEeHI/AAAAAAAAAPM/x-GBt1rtO8w/s1600-h/52708+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205231668830697586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDyyn9JEeHI/AAAAAAAAAPM/x-GBt1rtO8w/s400/52708+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Started the night just enjoying the backyard.  The honeysuckle is finally starting to grow up the trellis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDyyodJEeII/AAAAAAAAAPU/r-1Nb90iYzw/s1600-h/52708+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205231677420632194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDyyodJEeII/AAAAAAAAAPU/r-1Nb90iYzw/s400/52708+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       My indigo is going strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDyyotJEeJI/AAAAAAAAAPc/XRSBGPF1BGw/s1600-h/52708+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205231681715599506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDyyotJEeJI/AAAAAAAAAPc/XRSBGPF1BGw/s400/52708+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             The yarrow is coming alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDyypNJEeKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jslxKXKTaxY/s1600-h/52708+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205231690305534114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDyypNJEeKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jslxKXKTaxY/s400/52708+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then, out of nowhere, a storm came across the backyard.  Thunder and lightening.  The dogs were not thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDyypdJEeLI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ZqhSke8nOgE/s1600-h/52708+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205231694600501426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDyypdJEeLI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ZqhSke8nOgE/s400/52708+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the interesting thing--it wasn't raining yet on the ground,but my camera picked it up.  The pictures looked like snowflakes.  I wish it was 34 instead of 85 degrees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-6885099482859044990?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/6885099482859044990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=6885099482859044990' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6885099482859044990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6885099482859044990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/05/tuesday-storm.html' title='Tuesday storm'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDyyn9JEeHI/AAAAAAAAAPM/x-GBt1rtO8w/s72-c/52708+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-2370687537447374047</id><published>2008-05-26T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:11:38.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice weekend</title><content type='html'>We had a delightful holiday weekend.  Spent Saturday at my brother's.  He made a paella dinner which is his traditional Mother's Day meal.  I was away camping that weekend and he was kind enough to make it for us Saturday.  It was a delicious meal.  We had our usual political discussions following the meal.  We have to have neutral conversation while eating.  House rules.  But afterwards.  WHEW.  My older brother(not the one hosting the event) is very much a  liberal and my uncle is a staunch Republican.  Everyone is usually well informed and likes to debate.  It always makes for an interesting, fun-loving evening.  Good food, good family, good times.  Thanks, Bob&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-2370687537447374047?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/2370687537447374047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=2370687537447374047' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2370687537447374047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2370687537447374047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/05/nice-weekend.html' title='Nice weekend'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-7810179924301549342</id><published>2008-05-24T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T21:13:46.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY DAY IN THE IRISH HOUSEHOLD</title><content type='html'>Bailey is taking Puppy lessons at Pet Smart.  She was a little skittish last week and the instructor suggested my daughter take her into the store throughout the week to lessen her anxiety. So, we went on an adventure today.  She was still a little scared but better than last week.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDi7rdJEeCI/AAAAAAAAAOk/-Z2nT3bOE5c/s1600-h/md+153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204115724658047010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDi7rdJEeCI/AAAAAAAAAOk/-Z2nT3bOE5c/s400/md+153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband finished the basement bathroom.  We are redoing the basement and redid the bathroom.  He put in the cabinet, tub, toilet and I did the floor.  I think it looks great.  Just need to find the right shower curtain and we are ready to go.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDi7r9JEeDI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DZW1i2teZ1s/s1600-h/md+157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204115733247981618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDi7r9JEeDI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DZW1i2teZ1s/s400/md+157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDi7sNJEeEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/AdEqWsZQlf0/s1600-h/md+159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204115737542948930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDi7sNJEeEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/AdEqWsZQlf0/s400/md+159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The indigo are getting closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDi7sdJEeFI/AAAAAAAAAO8/RLAWXnSHrf8/s1600-h/md+165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204115741837916242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDi7sdJEeFI/AAAAAAAAAO8/RLAWXnSHrf8/s400/md+165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And finally, my husband tilled and I planted our veggies for this year.  Tomatoes, peppers, eggplant, squash, zucchini, watermelon and cucumbers.  We also have sage, dill, chives, parsley, oregano, and rosemary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDi7stJEeGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/TD9dS7wjlko/s1600-h/md+200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204115746132883554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDi7stJEeGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/TD9dS7wjlko/s400/md+200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think we are both done.  Happy with the results though.  Everyone, have a good night!&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/2644583278920115375-7810179924301549342?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/7810179924301549342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=7810179924301549342' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7810179924301549342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7810179924301549342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/05/busy-day-in-irish-household.html' title='BUSY DAY IN THE IRISH HOUSEHOLD'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDi7rdJEeCI/AAAAAAAAAOk/-Z2nT3bOE5c/s72-c/md+153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-6603201722805821257</id><published>2008-05-23T17:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T17:31:03.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Object Friday 5.23.08</title><content type='html'>My object this week is not a weird one, but a treasured one.  It was one of my mother's rosaries.  My Uncle Bernard gave this to her when he visited the Vatican.  The word rosary actually means "Crown of Roses" and it is said that each "Hail Mary" prayed gives her a rose and each rosary completed gives her a crown of roses.  The interesting thing about this rosary is that it is made of roses and the aroma is very intense(still after many years).  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDczHdJEeBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/g5oJBZx6QrI/s1600-h/DSCN0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203684097624668178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDczHdJEeBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/g5oJBZx6QrI/s400/DSCN0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDcyxdJEeAI/AAAAAAAAAOU/AeTYvbauOJg/s1600-h/DSCN3451-smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-6603201722805821257?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/6603201722805821257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=6603201722805821257' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6603201722805821257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6603201722805821257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/05/weird-object-friday-52308.html' title='Weird Object Friday 5.23.08'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SDczHdJEeBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/g5oJBZx6QrI/s72-c/DSCN0146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-4415846942644426978</id><published>2008-05-18T07:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T17:30:27.328-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-or71ZnnI/AAAAAAAAANs/wmBvMq-BYsw/s1600-h/DSCN0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201561567385722482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-or71ZnnI/AAAAAAAAANs/wmBvMq-BYsw/s400/DSCN0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The indigo is closer to blooming than I thought. I don't know what it is about this flower that I like so much. It intrigues me for some reason. It has tall stems with delicate bluish-purple small blooms. The color is just calming and spiritual to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-osL1ZnoI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Xw6I57H93bs/s1600-h/DSCN0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201561571680689794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-osL1ZnoI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Xw6I57H93bs/s400/DSCN0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex's flower bed is starting to come out. The double blossom columbine at the top of the blog will soon be blooming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-osb1ZnpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oXWxgqkyOo4/s1600-h/DSCN0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201561575975657106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-osb1ZnpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oXWxgqkyOo4/s400/DSCN0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got a new camera and was experimenting. I am not a good photographer and was looking for a camera that was idiot proof. I think I found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-osr1ZnqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/icNxcjbGZwY/s1600-h/DSCN0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201561580270624418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-osr1ZnqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/icNxcjbGZwY/s400/DSCN0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My husband starting opening up the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-otL1ZnrI/AAAAAAAAAOM/PNAjhMmJy4Y/s1600-h/DSCN0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201561588860559026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-otL1ZnrI/AAAAAAAAAOM/PNAjhMmJy4Y/s400/DSCN0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We started weeding in the pond area. This is closed off from the dogs. Just a little place to meditate and get away from everything. I love reading here. I planted it in memory of my mother. My brothers and I were given the opportunity to be raised by a wonderful woman. She once gave all four of us the same tee shirt. It said "Mom loves me best". That is how she made all of us feel. I'll post a picture when it blooms. It is full of color and is bordered by four lilac bushes which were her favorite flowers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-4415846942644426978?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/4415846942644426978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=4415846942644426978' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4415846942644426978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4415846942644426978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/05/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-or71ZnnI/AAAAAAAAANs/wmBvMq-BYsw/s72-c/DSCN0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-6187562168449902632</id><published>2008-05-17T23:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T10:22:10.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PUPPY PROGRESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-ktL1ZnmI/AAAAAAAAANk/INvo4RfwPLg/s1600-h/DSCN0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201557190814047842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-ktL1ZnmI/AAAAAAAAANk/INvo4RfwPLg/s400/DSCN0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The dogs endlessly love to play in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-kG71ZnhI/AAAAAAAAAM8/w8IscGTfiss/s1600-h/DSCN0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-kHb1ZniI/AAAAAAAAANE/nFtYyviRR5o/s1600-h/DSCN0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201556542273986082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-kHb1ZniI/AAAAAAAAANE/nFtYyviRR5o/s400/DSCN0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flynn is six and finally got his first haircut this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-kHr1ZnjI/AAAAAAAAANM/WveNF3Y9r6c/s1600-h/DSCN0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201556546568953394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-kHr1ZnjI/AAAAAAAAANM/WveNF3Y9r6c/s400/DSCN0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riley is still the disciplinarian, but Bailey likes to cuddle up next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-kIL1ZnkI/AAAAAAAAANU/VXBxalmTtO8/s1600-h/DSCN0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201556555158888002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-kIL1ZnkI/AAAAAAAAANU/VXBxalmTtO8/s400/DSCN0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really did mean endlessly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-kIb1ZnlI/AAAAAAAAANc/g6kYsbp4HpE/s1600-h/DSCN0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201556559453855314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-kIb1ZnlI/AAAAAAAAANc/g6kYsbp4HpE/s400/DSCN0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bailey is 3 months old. She is 15 lbs. We are hoping she grows into her ears. She jumps right in to play with the big boys. They wrestle away, and she usually ends up with the prize. She has brought a lot of sunshine into the house along with her owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-6187562168449902632?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/6187562168449902632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=6187562168449902632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6187562168449902632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6187562168449902632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/05/puppy-progress.html' title='PUPPY PROGRESS'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SC-ktL1ZnmI/AAAAAAAAANk/INvo4RfwPLg/s72-c/DSCN0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-7688152867887508539</id><published>2008-05-16T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T09:54:00.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCz4KL1ZnaI/AAAAAAAAAMI/bPt5JMlwOfM/s1600-h/DSCN0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200804523565227426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCz4KL1ZnaI/AAAAAAAAAMI/bPt5JMlwOfM/s400/DSCN0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ANYBODY PLAY WITH ONE OF THESE WHEN YOU WERE A KID???&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/2644583278920115375-7688152867887508539?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/7688152867887508539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=7688152867887508539' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7688152867887508539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7688152867887508539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/05/weird-object-friday.html' title='WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCz4KL1ZnaI/AAAAAAAAAMI/bPt5JMlwOfM/s72-c/DSCN0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-4466902167866829902</id><published>2008-05-11T16:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T17:02:50.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCddBr1ZnUI/AAAAAAAAALc/OVLE9VxOVVg/s1600-h/0511081624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199226578350480706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCddBr1ZnUI/AAAAAAAAALc/OVLE9VxOVVg/s320/0511081624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had a delightful Mother's Day weekend.   My husband and I went camping and came home Sunday to work around the yard.   Mulched and weeded.  I have mostly perennials but purchased a few annuals to add some immediate color.  The indigo that I love so has grown to about 18" tall.  No flowers yet, too early, but they look promising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCddB71ZnVI/AAAAAAAAALk/J1zylzgyQMU/s1600-h/0511081625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199226582645448018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCddB71ZnVI/AAAAAAAAALk/J1zylzgyQMU/s320/0511081625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are some of the annuals I added for immediate color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCddCL1ZnWI/AAAAAAAAALs/pauduVNCyS8/s1600-h/0511081625a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199226586940415330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCddCL1ZnWI/AAAAAAAAALs/pauduVNCyS8/s320/0511081625a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am really pleased with the front entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCddCr1ZnXI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NzaG808ILbQ/s1600-h/0511081626a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199226595530349938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCddCr1ZnXI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NzaG808ILbQ/s320/0511081626a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My daughter surprised me with flowering up the back porch and adding the bistro table below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCddC71ZnYI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jvgJBbY8kWM/s1600-h/0511081626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199226599825317250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCddC71ZnYI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jvgJBbY8kWM/s320/0511081626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Mother's Day everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-4466902167866829902?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/4466902167866829902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=4466902167866829902' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4466902167866829902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4466902167866829902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCddBr1ZnUI/AAAAAAAAALc/OVLE9VxOVVg/s72-c/0511081624.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-22265254497872414</id><published>2008-05-09T18:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T19:18:16.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S ANOTHER WEIRD FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCTU4twWKsI/AAAAAAAAAK0/0MiGxua2Nzs/s1600-h/0509080742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198513940712532674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCTU4twWKsI/AAAAAAAAAK0/0MiGxua2Nzs/s400/0509080742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was searching through family treasures trying to find an object I had seen many years ago to post for today's weird object. I found this true treasure instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCTU5dwWKtI/AAAAAAAAAK8/sMP9c7YHx7g/s1600-h/0509080744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198513953597434578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCTU5dwWKtI/AAAAAAAAAK8/sMP9c7YHx7g/s400/0509080744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a Bible I thought was just my husband's grandfathers's. We have a trunk full of letters that Pop-Pop wrote in WWI. There are postcards and letters full of history. But if you look closely, this Bible was given to a C. J. Jennings on his way to fight in the Civil War. It was given to him in 1861. You can track his promotions from the entries on the front cover. The last noted from him is 1865. It mentions "invalided".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCTU7NwWKuI/AAAAAAAAALE/GJCvmeJjyIE/s1600-h/0509080751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198513983662205666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCTU7NwWKuI/AAAAAAAAALE/GJCvmeJjyIE/s400/0509080751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are disintegrating flowers or grasses (not ones being pressed) that appear to mark special passages. I don't know which owner marked the passages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCTU79wWKvI/AAAAAAAAALM/hgVLQMVzewI/s1600-h/0509080752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198513996547107570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCTU79wWKvI/AAAAAAAAALM/hgVLQMVzewI/s400/0509080752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCTU8dwWKwI/AAAAAAAAALU/dMj2N6c-C3I/s1600-h/0509080756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198514005137042178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCTU8dwWKwI/AAAAAAAAALU/dMj2N6c-C3I/s400/0509080756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charles Godwin Irish was Pop-Pop, my husband's grandfather. He evidently was given this Bible on May 24, 1917. From the letters in the trunk that I have read, he kept this with him during his stint in World War I. My daughter discovered through a genealogy search that Mr. Jennings was probably Pop-Pop's maternal grandfather. His mother was Altona Jennings born in 1867 so we know her father, the original owner of the Bible, survived. Can't you just imagine all this Bible has been through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem was found tucked in the Bible, is it familiar to anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You flew your flag for the men who drown; You fought the undertow beneath;You sought the service- not the crown; You won, but did not wear, the wreath;And when that last wave beat you down You gripped your colors in your teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was referenced: Anyone know its significance? I don't so if it makes sense with what we have found let me know. Thanks, Gerry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebekah's brother's name was Laban and the name of Abigail's husband was Nabal, which is simply Laban reversed. The 19th chapter of II. Kings and the 37th chapter of Isaiah are alike with the exception that verse 15 of the former compromises verses 15 and 16 of the latter. http://www.newadvent.org/bible/2ki019.htm .... Kingshttp://www.newadvent.org/bible/isa030.htm..... Isaiah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-22265254497872414?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/22265254497872414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=22265254497872414' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/22265254497872414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/22265254497872414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-another-weird-friday.html' title='IT&apos;S ANOTHER WEIRD FRIDAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SCTU4twWKsI/AAAAAAAAAK0/0MiGxua2Nzs/s72-c/0509080742.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-337469679323598313</id><published>2008-05-02T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:00:02.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S ANOTHER WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBpgI_288iI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/kc3PmflwMTw/s1600-h/PIC_0663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195570827822428706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBpgI_288iI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/kc3PmflwMTw/s400/PIC_0663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WOULD LIKE TO HAVE ONE OF THESE&lt;br /&gt;FOR A TREAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBpgI_288jI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iM28JtPHyRE/s1600-h/PIC_0666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195570827822428722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBpgI_288jI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iM28JtPHyRE/s400/PIC_0666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A SCORPION LOLLIPOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBpgJf288kI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-RN7-s2u-0Q/s1600-h/PIC_0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195570836412363330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBpgJf288kI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-RN7-s2u-0Q/s400/PIC_0670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A TEQUILA WORM DELIGHT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got these lollipops on my trip to Austin. All over Austin, cars have bumper stickers that say "Keep Austin Weird." Now I know why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-337469679323598313?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/337469679323598313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=337469679323598313' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/337469679323598313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/337469679323598313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-another-weird-object-friday.html' title='IT&apos;S ANOTHER WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBpgI_288iI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/kc3PmflwMTw/s72-c/PIC_0663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-2649371264787934961</id><published>2008-04-24T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T07:14:07.381-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ODD HOTEL GUESTS'/><title type='text'>WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBE_Vf288hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pVU-Njp1m_E/s1600-h/PIC_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193001483896680978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBE_Vf288hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pVU-Njp1m_E/s400/PIC_0334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBE53_288fI/AAAAAAAAAJc/j9MPVsJYCNY/s1600-h/PIC_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192995479532401138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBE53_288fI/AAAAAAAAAJc/j9MPVsJYCNY/s400/PIC_0340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ODD thing about these swans is that they live in the lobby of the Embassy Suites in Austin. Their names are Butch and Sundance. These swans mate for life. They are mute swans from England and share the pond with huge koi. The hotel is set up with an open quadrangle with the rooms surrounding the lobby. In the middle of the lobby they have a large pond area with a waterfall with a bridge over the area. I was worried about them at first. But evidently they wouldn't survive in the wild and they like to interact with the children in the hotel. It was very soothing to sit in the lobby, read the paper, hear the waterfall and watch the swans.&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/2644583278920115375-2649371264787934961?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/2649371264787934961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=2649371264787934961' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2649371264787934961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2649371264787934961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/04/weird-object-friday_24.html' title='WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBE_Vf288hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pVU-Njp1m_E/s72-c/PIC_0334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-5040836882038231623</id><published>2008-04-24T21:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:47:35.571-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Highlights of my Austin trip.'/><title type='text'>BACK FROM AUSTIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBEz5_288aI/AAAAAAAAAI0/FZpuy0x14V0/s1600-h/PIC_0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192988916822372770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBEz5_288aI/AAAAAAAAAI0/FZpuy0x14V0/s200/PIC_0472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was green and blooming.   The temperature was in the 80's and sunny all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBEz6f288bI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OHVmD-hLHz8/s1600-h/PIC_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192988925412307378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBEz6f288bI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OHVmD-hLHz8/s200/PIC_0569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We drove down to San Antonio and saw the Alamo. It is right in the middle of the city.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBEz6v288cI/AAAAAAAAAJE/_vjcpBo2VZQ/s1600-h/PIC_0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192988929707274690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBEz6v288cI/AAAAAAAAAJE/_vjcpBo2VZQ/s200/PIC_0618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We then saw The Riverwalk in San Antonio.  They were having a big festival that night so it was not the best time to see it.  But it has possibilities.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBEz6_288dI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MyDY38gxyr8/s1600-h/PIC_0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192988934002242002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBEz6_288dI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MyDY38gxyr8/s200/PIC_0465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We hiked around Lake Travis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBEz6_288eI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6xQMNryi_jI/s1600-h/PIC_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192988934002242018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBEz6_288eI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6xQMNryi_jI/s200/PIC_0448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My son and his fiancee at Mount Bonnell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and I flew down to Austin to see my son.  Hadn't seen him since Christmas so it was a nice treat.  We traveled the area during the day and spent the nights on 4th and 6th Streets.  They are filled with bars and restaurants with live music.  We listened to an Irish rock group called Braggard that I loved.  Had some great guacamole.  Lots of good music, food, and spirits.  We saw a show called Esther's Follies that was absolutely hysterical.  I recommend it highly.  Can't wait to go back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-5040836882038231623?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/5040836882038231623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=5040836882038231623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/5040836882038231623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/5040836882038231623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-from-austin.html' title='BACK FROM AUSTIN'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SBEz5_288aI/AAAAAAAAAI0/FZpuy0x14V0/s72-c/PIC_0472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-315987542700608810</id><published>2008-04-18T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T13:27:49.644-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S ALWAYS BEST TO SHARE COFFEE WITH A FRIEND'/><title type='text'>WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAgGfdCD9WI/AAAAAAAAAIM/f3XxZiLN8yo/s1600-h/0417082219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190405707983484258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAgGfdCD9WI/AAAAAAAAAIM/f3XxZiLN8yo/s200/0417082219.jpg" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAgGftCD9XI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vJDpnhq61lI/s1600-h/0417082203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190405712278451570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAgGftCD9XI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vJDpnhq61lI/s200/0417082203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAgGftCD9YI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0WAZdRL4aQs/s1600-h/0417082202a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190405712278451586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAgGftCD9YI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0WAZdRL4aQs/s200/0417082202a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAgGf9CD9ZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/XgbPdF6H9Lg/s1600-h/0417082220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190405716573418898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAgGf9CD9ZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/XgbPdF6H9Lg/s200/0417082220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAgGgNCD9aI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CgkVE2SqAhc/s1600-h/0417082201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190405720868386210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAgGgNCD9aI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CgkVE2SqAhc/s200/0417082201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband and I love to travel in our RV. We always like to visit craft fairs in the areas we visit. We started collecting coffee companions while in Stone Harbor, NJ, many years ago. My husband always gets a little excited when we find a new one. The last I brought him was the Mayan one in the middle that I found in a little shop while vacationing in the Yucatan in January. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-315987542700608810?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/315987542700608810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=315987542700608810' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/315987542700608810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/315987542700608810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/04/weird-object-friday_17.html' title='WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAgGfdCD9WI/AAAAAAAAAIM/f3XxZiLN8yo/s72-c/0417082219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-682024314956387364</id><published>2008-04-13T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T13:12:10.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MS WALK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAI-0NCD9RI/AAAAAAAAAHk/I8F6Uop2MbY/s1600-h/0413080917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188778787256661266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAI-0NCD9RI/AAAAAAAAAHk/I8F6Uop2MbY/s320/0413080917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAI-0dCD9SI/AAAAAAAAAHs/5IycpxmEdGA/s1600-h/0413081032a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188778791551628578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAI-0dCD9SI/AAAAAAAAAHs/5IycpxmEdGA/s320/0413081032a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAI-0tCD9TI/AAAAAAAAAH0/O1Hyx-iE9MY/s1600-h/0413080934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188778795846595890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAI-0tCD9TI/AAAAAAAAAH0/O1Hyx-iE9MY/s320/0413080934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAI-09CD9UI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ZHb9FFZgFBI/s1600-h/0413081032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188778800141563202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAI-09CD9UI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ZHb9FFZgFBI/s320/0413081032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAI-1NCD9VI/AAAAAAAAAIE/RukneRMVR0c/s1600-h/0413081036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188778804436530514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAI-1NCD9VI/AAAAAAAAAIE/RukneRMVR0c/s320/0413081036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was the Westminster MS Walk. I have an old friend, Cecilia, whose sister has the disease. I am a member of Megan's Marchers. There are members walking in Towson, Westminster, Ocean City, Annapolis and Richmond. This is the second year I have walked with the team. It is only 5k in Westminster--that's about all this old lady can do. The weather held out this year, last year it poured. WPOC, a Baltimore country radio station emceed the event. Local businesses provided drinks and food. Turkey Hill even brought their cow. High school cheerleaders routed us on. It was a very uplifting event. Thanks to all who participated or supported.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-682024314956387364?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/682024314956387364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=682024314956387364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/682024314956387364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/682024314956387364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/04/ms-walk_13.html' title='MS WALK'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAI-0NCD9RI/AAAAAAAAAHk/I8F6Uop2MbY/s72-c/0413080917.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8845146783246838164</id><published>2008-04-12T15:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T17:21:23.938-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Day at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAETutCD9DI/AAAAAAAAAFw/7jqsX1P0W2k/s1600-h/0412081512a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188449938790675506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAETutCD9DI/AAAAAAAAAFw/7jqsX1P0W2k/s400/0412081512a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAETu9CD9EI/AAAAAAAAAF4/sXeeOmnFfUA/s1600-h/0412081513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188449943085642818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAETu9CD9EI/AAAAAAAAAF4/sXeeOmnFfUA/s400/0412081513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAETu9CD9FI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yyLfKMvtBss/s1600-h/0412081512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188449943085642834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAETu9CD9FI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yyLfKMvtBss/s400/0412081512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was a busy day at our house this morning. I spent the morning weeding outside. It was very productive. Got out all the those old winter leaves and weeds. The perinneals are just starting to pop out of the ground. I enjoy watching their progress. I am most pleased to see a new plant I purchased last year start to come up. I had never seen an Indigo plant before. I found one last year at Hacienda Shiloh an herb farm I like to visit. They always have something a little bit different to offer. They have a wide variety of garlic and I just love to go and explore. I got some lime basil one year that was absolutely great in TexMex dishes. The indigo was so pretty. She had just dug it up from their garden and I took it home. I didn't know it's hardiness and I was pleased to see new growth after clearing out the leaves today. If it flowers, I will post it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-8845146783246838164?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8845146783246838164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8845146783246838164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8845146783246838164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8845146783246838164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/04/busy-day-at-home.html' title='Busy Day at Home'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAETutCD9DI/AAAAAAAAAFw/7jqsX1P0W2k/s72-c/0412081512a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-5572957914438340140</id><published>2008-04-11T20:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T21:01:32.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's That Time of Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAAJynFkcwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/B6vX6UqCuow/s1600-h/0411081905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188157535821263618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAAJynFkcwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/B6vX6UqCuow/s200/0411081905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAAJy3FkcxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/CS9tPicjNNU/s1600-h/0411081916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188157540116230930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAAJy3FkcxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/CS9tPicjNNU/s200/0411081916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAAJy3FkcyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/S-CiVELtJl8/s1600-h/0411081916a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188157540116230946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAAJy3FkcyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/S-CiVELtJl8/s200/0411081916a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crabs are back at our favorite crab house. We got them today for the first time this year. The best crabs I ever got, though, are straight from the Chester River. My nephew lives in Rock Hall, MD. There is a whole barter system down there. A friend gets him the crabs, another steams them. Can't wait for his yearly crab feast so we can enjoy them again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-5572957914438340140?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/5572957914438340140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=5572957914438340140' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/5572957914438340140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/5572957914438340140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-that-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s That Time of Year'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/SAAJynFkcwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/B6vX6UqCuow/s72-c/0411081905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-4184833022712464340</id><published>2008-04-11T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T17:17:15.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention WOF members.</title><content type='html'>We will soon have a new participant for Weird Object Friday. Katidids will soon be joining us. Her blog is under construction. Check out her link below.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-4184833022712464340?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/4184833022712464340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=4184833022712464340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4184833022712464340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/4184833022712464340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/04/attention.html' title='Attention WOF members.'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-801561835347827099</id><published>2008-04-11T10:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T17:01:59.094-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What am I??'/><title type='text'>WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_7Q8XFkcvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/F3iF2gfYtIM/s1600-h/garlicpress5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187813556185494258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_7Q8XFkcvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/F3iF2gfYtIM/s320/garlicpress5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_7QvXFkcuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eZjxN7CH5oE/s1600-h/garlicpress4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187813332847194850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_7QvXFkcuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eZjxN7CH5oE/s320/garlicpress4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my offering:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-801561835347827099?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/801561835347827099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=801561835347827099' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/801561835347827099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/801561835347827099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/04/weird-object-friday.html' title='WEIRD OBJECT FRIDAY'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_7Q8XFkcvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/F3iF2gfYtIM/s72-c/garlicpress5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-2065316763756679555</id><published>2008-04-10T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T22:14:06.124-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_7JKXFkcrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XJpc0c3W0h4/s1600-h/bailey1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187805000610640562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_7JKXFkcrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XJpc0c3W0h4/s320/bailey1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The puppy loves the house, the yard, the other dogs and my daughter. She was born on Superbowl Sunday. Her mother dog passed away at six weeks and my daughter, the social worker, saw a puppy that needed saving. It can be a handful with three in the house, but it is a delight. You forget how curious they are. We(my daughter, husband and myself) think she is the only puppy that can climb the stairs for the first time, get house trained and play adorably.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-2065316763756679555?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/2065316763756679555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=2065316763756679555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2065316763756679555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2065316763756679555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/04/puppy-loves-house-yard-other-dogs-and.html' title='Puppy Progress'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_7JKXFkcrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XJpc0c3W0h4/s72-c/bailey1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-8381729697231270328</id><published>2008-04-10T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T22:04:13.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Riley Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_7G23FkcqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Zi_mm9MaRtI/s1600-h/riley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187802466579935906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_7G23FkcqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Zi_mm9MaRtI/s320/riley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Riley keeps a eye on things. He has turned into the father of the bunch. He has taken on the correction duties among the three dogs. When it was just Riley and Flynn(the golden), Flynn ruled. Now that the puppy is here, all Flynn wants to do is play with her. Riley has become the adult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-8381729697231270328?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/8381729697231270328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=8381729697231270328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8381729697231270328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/8381729697231270328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/04/riley-rules.html' title='Riley Rules'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_7G23FkcqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Zi_mm9MaRtI/s72-c/riley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-7215155003196932107</id><published>2008-04-10T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T17:19:07.827-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring Business</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_7F93FkcpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9Tk3-0WWbes/s1600-h/flynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187801487327392402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_7F93FkcpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9Tk3-0WWbes/s320/flynn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The puppy had a trip to the new vet today. She is a healthy 8 1/2 lbs today. When she came home she and the others dogs ran around like crazy in the backyard. Pooped them all out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flynn just plopped down on the kitchen floor and didnt get up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-7215155003196932107?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/7215155003196932107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=7215155003196932107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7215155003196932107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7215155003196932107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/04/puppy-progress.html' title='Tiring Business'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_7F93FkcpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9Tk3-0WWbes/s72-c/flynn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-2002363969546915498</id><published>2008-04-06T17:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T17:53:27.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ORIOLE BASEBALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_lGJOBnWXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/z5CkmyV7Des/s1600-h/0406081532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186253570091473266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_lGJOBnWXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/z5CkmyV7Des/s200/0406081532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love basball and today I went to the first game of the new season. There has been so much negative on air talk about the team this year. So many young players and not too many fans of the owner in Baltimore, but I had a great time. Spring always brings possibilities and chances for a good season. I have decided to take each baseball day as it comes. I am going to enjoy each game for the little joys it can give--the double play, the home run, the bloopers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Birds today won it in the ninth. Very dramatic. The fans really got into it. Go Hernandez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-2002363969546915498?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/2002363969546915498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=2002363969546915498' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2002363969546915498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2002363969546915498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/04/oriole-baseball.html' title='ORIOLE BASEBALL'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_lGJOBnWXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/z5CkmyV7Des/s72-c/0406081532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-5257491081540111175</id><published>2008-04-05T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T21:43:42.427-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This flower is made entirely of peeps'/><title type='text'>Peep, Peep, Peep, Peep, Peep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_gUBeBnWNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QTV430aAvCM/s1600-h/0405081142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185916986389387474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_gUBeBnWNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QTV430aAvCM/s200/0405081142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent a great day with my daughter, We lunched, shopped, and had a wonderful trip to the Carroll County Arts Council. They are having a "Peep Show" It is a collection of art incorporating those wonderful marshmellow Easter Peeps. But these Peeps are not like any I got in my Easter baskets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look below for more peep pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-5257491081540111175?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/5257491081540111175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=5257491081540111175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/5257491081540111175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/5257491081540111175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/04/peep-peep-peep-peep-peep.html' title='Peep, Peep, Peep, Peep, Peep'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_gUBeBnWNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QTV430aAvCM/s72-c/0405081142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-7685613532118603385</id><published>2008-04-05T07:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T20:55:37.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185921466040277282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_gYGOBnWSI/AAAAAAAAADc/RXXs13ITfLA/s200/0405081143a.jpg" width="105" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Patriotic Peeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185921461745309970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_gYF-BnWRI/AAAAAAAAADU/rohBAcKM3Gg/s200/0405081158.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pablo Peep Casso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_gYGOBnWTI/AAAAAAAAADk/TIQyED6EQRE/s1600-h/0405081156a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185921466040277298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_gYGOBnWTI/AAAAAAAAADk/TIQyED6EQRE/s200/0405081156a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miracle Peep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_gYGeBnWUI/AAAAAAAAADs/HXM3d8V8vWQ/s1600-h/0405081147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185921470335244610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_gYGeBnWUI/AAAAAAAAADs/HXM3d8V8vWQ/s200/0405081147.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steppin'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; out with your peeps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_gYGeBnWVI/AAAAAAAAAD0/TmhrJjkNdhM/s1600-h/0405081200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185921470335244626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_gYGeBnWVI/AAAAAAAAAD0/TmhrJjkNdhM/s200/0405081200.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Split peep soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-7685613532118603385?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/7685613532118603385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=7685613532118603385' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7685613532118603385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/7685613532118603385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_gYGOBnWSI/AAAAAAAAADc/RXXs13ITfLA/s72-c/0405081143a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-2941517046300396458</id><published>2008-04-03T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T20:13:45.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_gVr-BnWPI/AAAAAAAAADE/EyMKbHpP1-g/s1600-h/DSCN3451-smaller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185918816045455602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_gVr-BnWPI/AAAAAAAAADE/EyMKbHpP1-g/s200/DSCN3451-smaller.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have used this item for the past 28 years. It certainly has come in very handy. It looks like it could do some harm or rather you could do some harm with it. It actually helps out in the kitchen. Modern day ones look nothing like it. Any guesses?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-2941517046300396458?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/2941517046300396458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=2941517046300396458' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2941517046300396458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/2941517046300396458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-used-this-item-for-past-28-years.html' title=''/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_gVr-BnWPI/AAAAAAAAADE/EyMKbHpP1-g/s72-c/DSCN3451-smaller.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-58004324257022304</id><published>2008-03-22T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T17:17:52.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter preparation</title><content type='html'>Hosting the holidays in my family are split between my youngest brother, a cousin and myself. Easter is one of my dinners. We will have a Polish dinner. My father was Polish. My mother English, Irish and German, but we always celebrated with my father's family. Not many of them are left but they did instill in us the Polish traditions of Easter and Christmas time. My blog's name actually comes from my "buscia", my Polish grandmother. She was a very stubborn Polish woman. Not in a bad way, my mother always said it with affection. Buscia was widowed very young and had to raise seven children on her own by taking in laundry. She ran a tight ship out of necessity. When I was young I evidently was a very stubborn little girl and my mom called me her "little buscia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make a broth we call borscht, but a modified white recipe. It is made with water, butter, eggs, onion, vinegar and flour. (tastes much better than it sounds) Placed on the table are Polish sausage, ham, hard-boiled eggs, and horseradish. Each individual fills their bowl with these items and then the broth is poured on top. My husband, has come to love it, but my children prefer the table ingredients without the broth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tradition is big in our family. We also will put my mom's potato salad, sauerkraut(with just a touch of brown sugar), deviled eggs, and green bean caserole on the table. My mom is no longer physically with us, but her touch is everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the fun things we do, is pick eggs. I will dye about 3 dozen. Enough for all of us to play. Everyone chooses an egg and picks an opponent. You then tap matching ends. The shell that doesn't break is the winner. You pick the top and the bottom. If it ends in a tie, the sides of the egg are used. There always is one egg amongst the group that will not crack. My aunts and uncles growing up in the Polish neighborhood would compete with the other children. Winners took the eggs home. I hear my uncles use to cheat and shellac the outside shell of their eggs. The cracked eggs are then used for the deviled eggs and soup. Sometimes it is very interesting to have a little bit of blue or pink(from the dye) egg in the borscht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot of work, but I love it. Only thing missing will be my son. He is currently living in Austin and won't be able to attend, but I did send an Easter basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-58004324257022304?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/58004324257022304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=58004324257022304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/58004324257022304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/58004324257022304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-preparation.html' title='Easter preparation'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-6720705409631956323</id><published>2008-03-21T12:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T12:54:21.042-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R-Pl1eBnWGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ABeZW570WzU/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R-Pl1eBnWGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ABeZW570WzU/s320/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180236703161866338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.....and just in time for Weird Object Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R-PlreBnWFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XY4pvOPciAo/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R-PlreBnWFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XY4pvOPciAo/s320/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180236531363174482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I originally started this blog on a dare from my friend, Margaret.  I spent this morning getting "blogging" instructions.  I am a internet neophyte and definitely needed some help.  Margaret participates in an ongoing competition entitled "Weird Object Friday"--well, here is my entry.  Except I have no idea what my weird object is.  When my father-in-law passed away I found this in the backyard shed.  I would appreciate any input as to its identity.  Margaret and I thought it might be something to do with Morse Code.  Pat, my father-in-law, was in the Navy during WWII.  He was also a physicist.  Any ideas????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-6720705409631956323?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/6720705409631956323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=6720705409631956323' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6720705409631956323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/6720705409631956323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!.......'/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R-Pl1eBnWGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ABeZW570WzU/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644583278920115375.post-5247313389564702421</id><published>2008-02-22T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T01:00:36.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>February 21,2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A milestone in two ways today.  I was brave enough to start this blog.  My dear friend Margaret dared me.  I am not a great writer but I will try.  It is also my 28th wedding anniversary.  We actually met 29 years ago today.  I am thrilled it is snowing tonight.  My husband and I met at the tail end of a blizzard 29 years ago today.  We had each been snowbound for three days.  We normally took a bus to our jobs downtown.  We had heard that the buses were running about a mile down the road.  So we took off in the snow for a long trip to downtown Baltimore.  Well I never did pick up a bus, but I did meet a husband walking eight miles to work that day.  My husband took my number.  He lost the note but went through the phone book until he found my unusual last name and called me for our first date later that night.  Seven weeks later we were engaged, and married exactly a year later. So let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2644583278920115375-5247313389564702421?l=littlebuscia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/feeds/5247313389564702421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2644583278920115375&amp;postID=5247313389564702421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/5247313389564702421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2644583278920115375/posts/default/5247313389564702421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebuscia.blogspot.com/2008/02/february-212008-milestone-in-two-ways.html' title=''/><author><name>gerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04791566987939098443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yPDJK5O3RJ8/R_wEFuBnWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ks79LAx-558/S220/DSCN1285.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
