<?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-5904950</id><updated>2012-01-25T00:21:48.245-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Willa's Journal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Willa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04816425431273554588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.willa.com/images/willa_bw.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>405</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5904950.post-2661746582053003459</id><published>2012-01-24T16:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T16:26:11.161-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't trick me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;
Here's an instance in which I think a company should have done some more market research before implementing a plan.  On Friday there was a message on our answering machine at home that said, "This is Southern Star Central Gas Pipeline Company.  It is imperative that we talk to you regarding pipeline safety in your neighborhood!  Please call 000-000-0000 between the hours of 8:00 a.m. and 5:00 p.m., Monday through Friday."
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We have gas service through Atmos Energy, and I've never heard of Southern Star, but who knows, maybe they're a parent company, or maybe they actually build the pipelines or something.  But it just sounded odd, and I couldn't do anything about it until Monday anyway.  When Bob got home, I asked him to listen to it and asked him what he thought, and he said it didn't make any sense to him, either, and to just ignore it.  He said, "If it blows up, it blows up."
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Then when we got home last night, there was another message, the same message.  Bob said, well, there was an Atmos truck on the street this morning, maybe there's something going on, we should probably call them back.  We had this whole discussion about it, with me saying that when someone needs us to do something, I wish they would just tell us what it is rather than making us jump through hoops, but that I would call the next day.
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So I wrote down the  number and called them back this morning on my way to work, and the phone was answered, "Southern Star Gas Pipeline, how may I help you?"  I told the woman on the phone that, "We keep getting messages about pipeline safety in our neighborhood."  She said, "Oh, yes, we contacted you regarding a survey on pipeline safety, would you have time to take the survey now?"  I declined, and she said she would take us off the contact list so we wouldn't be bothered again.
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I know that I'm odd in various ways, but I, like most people, I assume, dislike being tricked, particularly in a way that makes you concerned or frightened.  I have a bad impression of that company now, since that's all I know about them, that they tricked me into calling them by making me fearful for our safety.  Obviously, they did it because if they called and said we should call them back to take a survey, we wouldn't, so they try to make us think it's a safety issue.
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Bad plan.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5904950-2661746582053003459?l=willacline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/feeds/2661746582053003459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5904950&amp;postID=2661746582053003459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/2661746582053003459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/2661746582053003459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-trick-me.html' title='Don&apos;t trick me'/><author><name>Willa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04816425431273554588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.willa.com/images/willa_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5904950.post-8288661811039753583</id><published>2012-01-11T17:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T17:39:34.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Evernote - it just works</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.evernote.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-5184" title="evernote" src="http://blog.propaganda3.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/evernote.jpg" alt="" width="640" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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I'm always on the lookout for the ideal productivity app, the one that I can use for everything, the one that deserves to reside on the homepage of my iPad.  I've tried dozens of them.  I've also purchased lots of note-taking apps, but haven't found one that really felt completely comfortable.
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I seem to always come back to &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/evernote/id281796108?mt=8" target="_blank"&gt;Evernote&lt;/a&gt;.
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There are fancier, more elegant apps out there--Evernote is kind of utilitarian--there are apps where you can choose from several different kinds of paper, or even make your own.  There are apps where I can create a lot of different "notebooks," and choose pretty covers for them.  For awhile, I liked the note-taking apps where you write on the screen with a stylus, and those are fun to play with, and nice for temporary notes, but for keeping well organized notes, I always come back to Evernote.
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The main reason why I'm sticking with Evernote is the ability to sync seamlessly between iPad, iPhone, desktop/laptop, and web.  I can use the full-size keyboard at my desk and type effortlessly, instead of hunting and pecking on the iPad keyboard, type a note, and then immediately open up Evernote on the iPad, and the note is there.  I can edit notes on the iPad, and the edits show up on the desktop version or web versions.
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I'm all about things that I don't have to think about, things that "just work."  Evernote just works.  It's not perfect--for one thing, I wish that you could have folders and sub-folders, so that I could have a "work" folder and a "home" folder, and be able to sort things within those folders, rather than having them all mixed up in separate notebooks.  Any topic becomes it's own notebook.  You can sort using tags, of course, but that has never seemed to be logical to me.
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No, it's not perfect, but it's the best thing that I've found for keeping track of virtually everything--travel itineraries, software manuals, knitting patterns, lists of books that I want to read, meeting notes, photographs of white boards.  When you open your Evernote account, you can set up an email address that goes directly into Evernote, so if you have something that you want to be sure to keep a copy of, but you're not near your computer or don't want to be bothered at the moment, you just email it to Evernote.  There are also a lot of apps that allow you to export into Evernote; like Dropbox, it's become one of those ubiquitous apps that everyone has.
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The one other thing that it doesn't do is allow you to hand-write a note, or mark up a note, but there are other apps that do that, and you can just export them to Evernote to keep a copy.  You can save photographs, PDFs, web clippings, and text notes; if you need to save really large files, or need to work with files when you don't have an internet connection, you may want to upgrade to a premium account.
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The free account allows you to upload very generous 60MB per month.  If you need more than that--maybe you upload a lot of PDFs or large photographs--a Premium membership is $5/month, and allows you to upload 1GB/month.
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&lt;i&gt;Crossposted from &lt;a href="http://blog.propaganda3.com/?p=5183"&gt;P3 blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5904950-8288661811039753583?l=willacline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/feeds/8288661811039753583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5904950&amp;postID=8288661811039753583&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/8288661811039753583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/8288661811039753583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/2012/01/evernote-it-just-works.html' title='Evernote - it just works'/><author><name>Willa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04816425431273554588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.willa.com/images/willa_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5904950.post-3488376738009724740</id><published>2012-01-04T12:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:00:30.812-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What&amp;apos;s in my bag?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img align="left" alt="" border="0" hspace="10" src="http://www.willa.com/journal/images/backpack.jpg" /&gt;It's time again for: "What's In My Bag?"  Always a good fall-back topic.  I occasionally try to limit the number of things that I carry, and I can do that for awhile, but then when I'm having a stressful time I start worrying about things, and find that it's comforting to know that I have the things that I may need in my bag, even though I may not need them every day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was thinking about that this morning.  I had washed my hair on Sunday, but didn't dry it, just let it air-dry, didn't do anything but comb it out, and hadn't put any product in it, so on Monday it was kind of fly-away, especially after I took off my microfiber fleece jacket.  If I had been at home, I would have put something in it, but didn't have anything at work, of course.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/journal/images/cards.jpg" alt="" border="0" align="left" hspace="10"&gt;So this morning I stuck a little travel-size tube of Redken "Outshine" ("anti-frizz polishing milk") in the bag.  And then, if I do that, I think, well, I should also have moisturizer for my face, especially in the winter, and I've been feeling a little paranoid about people being sick, so I should put in a little bottle of anti-bac.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess it's a function of my mild OCD or my suggestibilty -- it's like needing to go put on a cross when I'm reading a vampire novel, making sure the batteries are fresh in my flashlight when I read a book where the protagonist gets stuck somewhere dark, or needing to clean the house after watching "Hoarders" (which I did Monday night).  So here's the current list.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/journal/images/glasses.jpg" alt="" border="0" align="right" hspace="10"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Purell Hand Sanitizer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clinique Dramatically Different Moisturizing Lotion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Generic ibuprofen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clinique Stop Signs Hand Repair handcream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glasses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vera Bradley eyeglass case&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emergency reading glasses (tiny fold-up pair)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Botanial Nutrients wooden hairbrush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iPhone in leather slip case&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Little Phillips zip case with earbuds and my "Square" credit card reader&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vinyl folder for coupons, receipts, stamps, return address labels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leather 3x5 card holder with Levenger personalized cards (I bought them years ago, enough to last me the rest of my life!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Small notebook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tiny Japanese zipper pouch with spare earrings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thumb drive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plastic nail file&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orly nail oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Screen cleaning cloth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tissue purse pack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bandaids&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Business cards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pens - A Pilot Precise V5 recycled rollerball and a bank giveaway ballpoint&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clinique lip gloss in "Whisper"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Softlips lip balm ("Sparkle Mint")&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hair bands&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clinique gift-with-purchase lipstick mirror&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keyring with loyalty cards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keys on the "jean ring" heart-shaped keyring I've had since high school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iPad stylus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wallet with credit cards, cash, insurance cards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pocket flashlight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swiss Army knife (tiny one with scissors)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby nail clippers&lt;/&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lot of stuff in this little backpack purse (Tignanello Multi Pocket Backpack in black leather)!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5904950-3488376738009724740?l=willacline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/feeds/3488376738009724740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5904950&amp;postID=3488376738009724740&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/3488376738009724740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/3488376738009724740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/2012/01/whats-in-my-bag.html' title='What&amp;amp;apos;s in my bag?'/><author><name>Willa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04816425431273554588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.willa.com/images/willa_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5904950.post-862045672779545853</id><published>2012-01-03T11:45:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:48:50.007-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in store for next year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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Every year about this time I start thinking about the new year, about how it always seems like an opportunity for a fresh start.  Since reading tarot cards is one of my hobbies, I naturally turn to them at the first of the year, looking for insight into what the new year may bring.  Several times in the past I have looked for tarot apps for the iPhone or iPad, and have downloaded several, but they were always disappointing.  I have a couple of apps that are beautiful, but if you don’t immediately remember to save the reading, it’s lost forever.  I have also seen ones where the card meanings are poorly translated from other languages, or where the interface is unattractive or clunky.
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This weekend I spent some time looking through the apps in the app store again, hoping to find something new, and I was thrilled to find that Lo Scarabeo, the Italian publisher well known for beautiful tarot cards, has created three new tarot apps, and they are wonderful!

There is a free app called LS Tarot Lite, which gives you a two-card “Daily Insight” reading, and gives you a feel for the complete app before you spend any money.  The second is a $4.99 app called LS Tarot, which contains six spreads and one deck, The Universal Waite.  The LS Epic Tarot, for $9.99, contains twelve spreads, and allows you to download five additional decks from a selection of around 50.
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There are all kinds of customization options–you can choose to use reversals or not, you can change the background to one of the many that they offer, or you can set it to an image from your photo gallery.  All of your readings are saved in a reading history.  You can delete a reading from the history if you wish, but all readings are saved in the history by default, you don’t have to remember to do it ahead of time.  You can also write down your own thoughts about a reading in a reading journal, and print or email a reading to yourself or to someone else.  You can choose to use reversals or not, something that many other apps don’t allow–either they only use the upright position, or they include reversals even if you don’t want to use them.  The interpretations are written by Jo-Anne Penn-Kast, and can be accessed as full interpretations, or as keywords.
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I honestly can’t think of one thing that they didn’t include, or anything that could be done differently, or better.  At $9.99, it may seem a bit steep compared to other apps, but in  my opinion it’s worth every cent.  All three apps come in both iPhone and iPad editions.  Unfortunately, they aren’t universal, i.e., if you want it on both an iPad or iPhone, you’ll need to buy both versions.  I purchased the $4.99 one for my iPhone, and the Epic version for my iPad.
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If you’re looking for a sophisticated, beautiful tarot app, this is the one.
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&lt;i&gt;Cross-posted from &lt;a href="http://blog.propaganda3.com/?p=5033"&gt;Propaganda3&lt;/a&gt;'s blog.&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5904950-862045672779545853?l=willacline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/feeds/862045672779545853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5904950&amp;postID=862045672779545853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/862045672779545853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/862045672779545853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/2012/01/whats-in-store-for-next-year.html' title='What&apos;s in store for next year?'/><author><name>Willa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04816425431273554588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.willa.com/images/willa_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5904950.post-2828956440261439563</id><published>2011-11-02T17:21:00.030-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T17:21:00.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Hack a Moleskine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/journal/images/moleskine Pure-1.png" width="150" align="left" hspace="10"&gt;I discovered this technique at &lt;a href="http://www.yarnagogo.com/blog/2011/05/moleskine-hack-.html"&gt;Yarn-A-Go-Go&lt;/a&gt; and have refined it to apply to my own situation (and OCD).  I recently found myself reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Allison-Hewitt-Trapped-Zombie-Novel/dp/B005SMW4F4"&gt;Allison Hewitt is Trapped: A Zombie Novel&lt;/a&gt;, by Madeleine Roux, in which Allison Hewitt, a blogger, is trapped in a bookstore with several colleagues when the inevitable zombie apocalypse happens.  This, of course, started me thinking about what I would do if I found myself in a similar situation.  Being me, rather than thinking in terms of weapons, I think in terms of information and creature comforts.
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&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/journal/images/backpack.jpg" width="200" align="right" hspace="10"&gt;The creature comforts part of the equation mostly goes to what I carry in my day bag (a black leather backpack)--iPhone, wallet, keys, tissues, pain relievers, moisturizer, glasses, earbuds, pens and the inevitable Moleskine.  The information part comes when I start thinking about what might happen if I'm holed up somewhere hiding from zombies and don't have access to electricity or wifi (Allison Hewitt, the fictional blogger, is trapped in a bookstore with both of those things, luckily). Or what if the cell towers are out (probably more of a worldwide armageddon than the zombie apocalypse, but you never know.
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Thus, the Moleskine hack, my version.
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 &lt;li&gt;As soon as you get a new Moleskine, number the pages.  I number mine in the upper right-hand corner, and leave the first few (at least two) pages in the book blank.  These first blank pages will become your index, or table of contents.  Alternatively, you could use a few back pages as the table of contents ... okay, this is what I did, but only because I didn't think of adding it at the front until after I had started writing in the book.&lt;/li&gt;
 &lt;li&gt;Starting after the first blank pages that will be dedicated to the index, put your important information, i.e., information that you would want to have close to hand during the zombie apocalypse, such as phone numbers of relatives, doctors' phone numbers, medications you take, etc.  This information will be the first entry in your table of contents.  &lt;i&gt;Mine is: Phone Numbers, Medications &amp; Allergies, Mom's &amp; Dad's Medications, Surgeries (Bob's and mine)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
 &lt;li&gt;Go to those first few blank pages and add the page number, the date of entry, and what the information is, i.e., Page 1 - 10/31/11 - Phone Numbers.&lt;/li&gt;
 &lt;li&gt;Write only on the right-hand pages, leaving the left-hand pages blank for editing, adding notes, clarification, etc.&lt;/li&gt;
 &lt;li&gt;Write whatever you usually write in the rest of the book--notes, drawings, shopping lists, whatever.  When you write something that you might want to be able to access later without flipping through the whole book, go to your table of contents and write it down.  That way when you want to refer to notes from a particular meeting, you can find them easily by the date or title.  &lt;i&gt;Mine currently includes: Ideas for Christmas 2011, books I want to read, notes from doctor visits, blog ideas, sewing patterns (so I don't buy the same one twice).&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
 &lt;li&gt;Mark the index/table of contents with a post-it flag or some kind of tab so you can open the book to it easily.  This is really only important if your table of contents, like mine, is at the back rather than the front.&lt;/li&gt;
 &lt;li&gt;When you fill the book up and start a new one, re-copy the "important information" into the new book.  That way you have a fighting chance of having the information you need when you're holed up in the basement waiting for the zombies to break down the door.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Updated Birthday Offers List&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Office Max/MaxPerks&lt;/b&gt; - $15 off a $75 order
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Colorful Images&lt;/b&gt; - Free shipping on an order of $20 or more  
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nature's Bounty&lt;/b&gt; - $1.00 coupon
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Michael's&lt;/b&gt; - 20% off any regular price purchase  
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pizza Hut&lt;/b&gt; - Free dessert or free side with any online order
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Knorr&lt;/b&gt; - A recipe for "Nacho Supreme Rice"
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5904950-2828956440261439563?l=willacline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/feeds/2828956440261439563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5904950&amp;postID=2828956440261439563&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/2828956440261439563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/2828956440261439563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-to-hack-moleskine.html' title='How to Hack a Moleskine'/><author><name>Willa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04816425431273554588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.willa.com/images/willa_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5904950.post-8294573807986184219</id><published>2011-11-01T17:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T17:25:49.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;
I don't want to be, and am not, ungrateful, and I've never been one to turn down something free, but I noticed this last year, and I'm noticing it again this year.  All those places that ask for your birthday so they can send you something are sending out the &lt;i&gt;most&lt;/i&gt; lame deals you can imagine.  I just got one from Office Max giving me $15 off a $75 dollar order. Someone, I think it was Boston Market, recently sent out a coupon where if you buy two dinners you get a free drink. 
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&lt;p&gt;
This is just my personal opinion, of course, but if you're going to give someone a gift, which these offers purport to be, make it a real gift, i.e., with no strings or requirements attached.  Chances are, I'm not going to walk into a restaurant and just ask for my free drink, or free cookie or whatever, it's going to get me into the place and then I'm going to have a meal &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; get my free item.  But making the free thing contingent on purchasing quite a bit of other stuff just rubs me the wrong way.
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&lt;p&gt;
And I guess the thing that really irks me is the way these things are presented, i.e., an email with a subject line like Office Max's -- "A Special Birthday Gift for You."  Really?  How special is that?  If I come up with $75 worth of stuff, I'll only have to pay $60 for it.  Sure, it's &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;, but is it going to make me run out to Office Max and buy $75 worth of stuff?  Not likely.  
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&lt;p&gt;
I know that fast food restaurants and other places offer these kinds of coupons all the time--buy one meal, get one at half price, or buy a meal and get a free drink, or upsize or whatever--I think it's the fact that they act like it's such a big deal, and that they're giving you something of such value when really, like in the case of a free drink when you buy two meals, they're getting you in to spend $20 or so and giving you something worth maybe a dime, realistically.
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I think I'll keep track of the birthday offers I get this month and see who actually gives things that are worth getting and not just deleting.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Office Max/MaxPerks&lt;/b&gt; - $15 off a $75 order
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Colorful Images&lt;/b&gt; - Free shipping on an order of $20 or more.  Not bad.  I probably won't use it, but I always appreciate free shipping.
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nature's Bounty&lt;/b&gt; - $1.00 coupon. I can't tell what the $1 is off of, though, because I would have to install a coupon printer application in order to print it, and I'm not doing that.  Something else that I find completely irritating.
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Michael's&lt;/b&gt; - 20% off any regular price purchase.  Nice, but not too exciting, since you can usually find 40% off coupons in the Sunday paper.
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Oh, and by the way, since the holiday season is coming up, I wanted to mention that I have given up the post office box, and the forwarding order has apparently expired (if it was ever effective in the first place), so if anyone wants to send me a Christmas card and you don't have my home address, just email me and I'll give it to you.  Assuming you're not the creepy stalker dude . . .
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5904950-8294573807986184219?l=willacline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/feeds/8294573807986184219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5904950&amp;postID=8294573807986184219&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/8294573807986184219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/8294573807986184219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/2011/11/birthday-month.html' title='Birthday Month!'/><author><name>Willa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04816425431273554588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.willa.com/images/willa_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5904950.post-5950271279787396461</id><published>2011-10-20T14:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T17:26:14.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No mo PO</title><content type='html'>I keep forgetting to mention this--I gave up the post office box, so if anyone wants to mail me anything, but don't have my address, email me and I'll give it to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5904950-5950271279787396461?l=willacline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/feeds/5950271279787396461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5904950&amp;postID=5950271279787396461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/5950271279787396461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/5950271279787396461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-mo-po.html' title='No mo PO'/><author><name>Willa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04816425431273554588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.willa.com/images/willa_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5904950.post-19616540849151900</id><published>2011-09-25T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T17:32:27.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boggling</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Bob has been having quite a bit of pain in one of his knees for at least a couple of months, and he finally went to see someone about it a few weeks ago.  He saw an orthopedist, then had an MRI, and we met with the doctor this week to discuss the results.  He has a torn meniscus, along with some other small things showing some damage.  The doctor said that he couldn't be sure what was causing the pain, but he recommended doing arthroscopic surgery and fixing the meniscus, and hopefully that would take care of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So he's having surgery next Thursday.  I'm taking off work Thursday and Friday, and I think he's planning to be off for two weeks.  He's not exactly looking forward to it, but I know he's anxious to have it be done; the knee has been getting worse, and now he can't take anti-inflammatory medication from now until surgery, so he's in even more pain than usual.  My main concern is for it collapsing on him and having him fall down the stairs or something.  I guess if we can get through another week, he'll be forced to use crutches or a walker or something until it heals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/journal/images/star_divider.gif"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I read someone's post about apostrophe misuse, and it reminded me of a sign I saw last weekend at the grocery store.  I kind of wanted to take a picture of it, but it was dark and I didn't think it would come out well, and anyway, I would have looked like an idiot, not that I actually care about that.  Anyway, there was a big display of fall flowers and pumpkins and gourds, with a sign that said:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Please take"&lt;br /&gt;
items inside&lt;br /&gt;
to purchase.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What?  Who would even &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; that was correct?  Why would you use quotation marks in any part of that sign, and if you wanted to, why choose that phrase?  It boggles the mind.  Or &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; mind, anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5904950-19616540849151900?l=willacline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/feeds/19616540849151900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5904950&amp;postID=19616540849151900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/19616540849151900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/19616540849151900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/2011/09/boggling.html' title='Boggling'/><author><name>Willa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04816425431273554588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.willa.com/images/willa_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5904950.post-3216732157678605310</id><published>2011-09-09T11:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T11:36:34.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Blogger finally came out with an iPhone app. Maybe now I'll blog more often. &lt;br /&gt;
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Looking out the window in my office yesterday afternoon:&lt;br /&gt;
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A columnist for the National Review, Tevi Troy, analyzes the books that President Obama &lt;a href="http://www.nationalreview.com/articles/275264/what-s-obama-reading-tevi-troy#"&gt;took on vacation&lt;/a&gt;, and concludes that "they may constitute the oddest assortment of presidential reading material ever disclosed, for a number of reasons. First, five of the six are novels, and the near-absence of nonfiction sends the wrong message for any president, because it sets him up for the charge that he is out of touch with reality."  Within that group of fiction were some mysteries, prompting the comment, "there is also the question of genre. The Bayou Trilogy has received excellent reviews, but it is a mystery series. While there is nothing wrong with that per se, not every presidential reading selection is worth revealing to the public."
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Toward the end of the article, Troy says, "This year’s list suggests that Obama needs to consider the messages sent by his reading more carefully."  I suppose that might hold some water if he was reading something like, I don't know, Mein Kampf, maybe, but selecting an armload of literary fiction doesn't seem to me to send any message other than he was looking for something interesting to read on vacation.  I suppose the argument could be made that presidents never truly go on vacation, but everyone, even presidents, need a break once in awhile; I don't think that means that he's "out of touch with reality," which makes him sound in he belongs in a rubber room.
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I wonder what could be deduced about me by analyzing the last half dozen books &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; read?
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In the last couple of weeks, I've read:
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&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B004SY5RVG/ref=as_li_qf_sp_asin_il_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=B004SY5RVG"&gt;The Shop - J. Carson Black&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0441020356/ref=as_li_qf_sp_asin_il_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=0441020356"&gt;Home Improvement, Undead Edition - Charlaine Harris, ed.&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0053HDJSK/ref=as_li_qf_sp_asin_il_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=B0053HDJSK"&gt;Countdown - Mira Grant&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0756406757/ref=as_li_qf_sp_asin_il_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=0756406757"&gt;My Life as a White Trash Zombie - Diana Rowland&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0451227468/ref=as_li_qf_sp_asin_il_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=0451227468"&gt;The Missing Ink - Karen E. Olson&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search/ref=as_li_qf_sp_sr_il_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;keywords=john%20ceepak&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;index=aps&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325"&gt;Chris Grabenstein's John Ceepak series&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
The list is all fiction, pretty heavily weighted toward zombie fiction ("My Life as a White Trash Zombie," "Home Improvement, Undead Edition," and "Countdown," although "Home Improvement" isn't exclusively about zombies, since it includes stories about other creatures such as vampires, shapeshifters, and ghosts.
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&lt;p&gt;
The rest of the books are in the dreaded mystery category, "The Missing Ink" being set in a Las Vegas tattoo parlor, and the Grabenstein series, taking place on the Jersey shore, chronicling the adventures of an Iraq War veteran, now policeman, and his young sidekick. "The Missing Ink" is a cozy, the Grabenstein books are, I suppose, police procedural, and "The Shop" is a thriller about a paid assassin trying to unravel the reasons for his recent assignments--he never asked questions before, but it's all beginning to seem a little too strange.
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&lt;p&gt;
My mind doesn't really work this way--when I read that article it seemed like it must be satire, but sadly, I don't believe it is.  But anyway, if I was going to analyze myself based on that reading list, I guess I'd have to say, since it's all fiction, that I'm out of touch with reality.  I suppose the zombie fiction indicates that I identify with the oppressed undead minority, and that I am looking for ideas on stockpiling supplies for the upcoming apocalypse.  
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Maybe the police procedurals would point out that, while I'm basically law-abiding, I also look for ways in which I can put one over on policemen, particularly those on the Jersey Shore, and "The Shop" could mean nothing other than I'm planning a politically-motivated murder and need to find out how to keep it a secret.  Oh, and of course the tattoo shop cozy indicates that I secretly wish to either work in a tattoo shop or to &lt;i&gt;be&lt;/i&gt; tattooed.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
What a crock.
&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/journal/images/star_divider.gif" alt=""&gt;
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In other news, my shellac French manicure just hit the 2-1/2 week mark, and still looks &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; perfect.  It's starting to show a little wear at the tips, so I made an appointment for Saturday to get it re-done.  Three weeks is pretty darn good, I'd have to say, considering all the typing I do.  Sort of in that same vein, I've got an appointment tomorrow with the hand surgeon who did my trigger thumb release a couple of years ago.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
I've been having some pain that I think is probably carpal tunnel (I'm not a doctor, but I play one on tv); last week the pain was awful, but of course, just like a car that won't make &lt;i&gt;that noise&lt;/i&gt; when you see the mechanic, this week it's almost non-existent.  But using that same analogy, if I cancel the appointment, I'm sure the pain will come back.  I figure it doesn't hurt to have her look at it and let me know what she thinks, although it will cost me a $50 co-pay.  Oh well.
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In no particular order or genre:
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&lt;li&gt;Pizza Hut Thin &amp; Crispy &lt;b&gt;Chicken Supreme Pizza&lt;/b&gt; - My favorite pizza.  Chicken breast, red onions, green peppers, and mushrooms.
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.adamofficial.com/us/news"&gt;Adam Lambert&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  I never watched American Idol, and only discovered him after the show was over.  There's just something about him. He's adorable, of course, but it's also his personality.  He's (or at least he seems to be) sunny, happy, and helpful, just a nice young man.  Okay, a make-up wearing, glammed up young man, but he seems to be pretty together, and has a great voice and stage presence.
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&lt;li&gt;The way &lt;b&gt;Aveda Shampure&lt;/b&gt; smells.  Unfortunately, it isn't moisturizing enough for my hair, but Bob uses it, so I get to smell it by proxy.
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000TBW0NA/ref=as_li_qf_sp_asin_il_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=B000TBW0NA"&gt;O.P.I. nail oil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  I have the driest cuticles on the planet, so I use this stuff constantly.  It improves the look of my nails instantly.
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&lt;li&gt;Chris Grabenstein's &lt;b&gt;John Ceepak&lt;/b&gt; series.  I'm halfway through this (so far) six book series about an Iraq war veteran who is a policeman in a Jersey shore beach town.  He lives by a code of ethics, will not lie nor tolerate lying, and quotes Bruce Springsteen lyrics when he's stressed.  I'm currently reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0046LUHDO/ref=as_li_qf_sp_asin_il_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=B0046LUHDO"&gt;Hell Hole&lt;/a&gt;, the fourth installment.
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&lt;li&gt;Seanan McGuire's &lt;b&gt;October Daye&lt;/b&gt; series.  I can't wait for the next installment, "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0756406838/ref=as_li_qf_sp_asin_il_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=0756406838"&gt;One Salt Sea&lt;/a&gt;" next month.  October "Toby" Daye is part fae, part human, she spent 14 years as a fish after being spelled.  She's understandably reluctant to get involved with magic again, but she keeps getting pulled into circumstances where her help is needed.  She's sort of a flawed knight errant; she keeps getting into trouble, but she never gives up.
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&lt;li&gt;My &lt;b&gt;Built NY&lt;/b&gt; neoprene &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B001N44UDA/ref=as_li_qf_sp_asin_il_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=B001N44UDA"&gt;iPad sleeve&lt;/a&gt;.  It's actually a sleeve for a small laptop, but I felt like the iPad sleeve that they make was too small.  I got it for an unbelievable price--less than $6.00 plus shipping.
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stonyfield.com/products/oikos"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oikos Greek Yogurt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  I love the chocolate and caramel flavors--dessert that's actually good for you.
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clinique&lt;/b&gt; 3-step system (bar soap, clarifying lotion, moisturizing lotion).  I've used Clinique for probably 30 years, and can't imagine putting anything else on my face.
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vera Bradley&lt;/b&gt; bags.  I know that the Vera Bradley bags aren't really stylish except on college campuses or with grandmas, but I love them.  My current pattern is &lt;a href="http://www.verabradley.com/category/Color/Simply-Violet/747/pc/639.uts"&gt;Simply Violet&lt;/a&gt;, a deep purple background with ivory paisleys.  It's discontinued, so I was able to buy a few pieces at a discount.  It's less busy than some of their patterns, and the dark color seems easier to keep clean.
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.design-seeds.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Design Seeds&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. LOVE this site.  What a great idea.
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/feature.html/ref=kcr_freeapps_about?docId=1000493771"&gt;Kindle&lt;/b&gt; app&lt;/a&gt; on iPad.  Love the iPad, and love the Kindle app, although now that they aren't allowed to sell books from within the app, it's less fun.  And I love how, if I end up standing in line somewhere like the post office, and decide to read a little bit on the Kindle app on my iPhone, it syncs up to where I stopped reading on the iPad.
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I took a week off from work last week, with absolutely no plans other than to "sleep late and go to lunch."  I almost never use all of my vacation time, except when I end up in the hospital, so I decided to just take a week even though I didn't have any place to go.  I just wanted some time to hang out, take care of a few things at home, and have some time with no obligations.
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I packed up a bunch of books and sold them to Half Price Books ($62 worth), packed up a box to send back to Amazon (if you check on the book page, there are certain books that they will accept, and pay you in gift cards--I had a little over $20 worth), visited a couple of bead stores, got my oil changed, and that's pretty much it, except a lot of reading and sleeping late.
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On Monday I drove out to Martin City to visit a wholesale bead shop, and on Tuesday I drove downtown for a working lunch, and afterwards wandered around Crown Center for awhile, but for the most part I stayed close to home.  I checked out the new Trader Joe's, I fixed a broken drawer on my dresser.  I had lunch at Chili's, Chipotle, Noodles &amp; Company, and Sweet Tomatoes.  I stayed up late and rented two movies from iTunes ("Unknown" and "The Lincoln Lawyer," both of which I enjoyed).  I read seven books:
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&lt;li&gt;You're Next - Greg Hurwitz
&lt;li&gt;Moon Child - J. R. Rain
&lt;li&gt;A Small Fortune - Audrey Braun
&lt;li&gt;When Will There Be Good News? - Kate Atkinson
&lt;li&gt;Started Early, Took My Dog - Kate Atkinson
&lt;li&gt;In The Dead - Jesse Petersen
&lt;li&gt;Rock'n'Roll is Undead - Rose Pressey
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And I played a LOT of &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/pocket-frogs/id386644958?mt=8"&gt;Pocket Frogs&lt;/a&gt;.
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It was a good week.
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Since sometime last winter, I've had a cough that just won't go away, along with wheezing that comes and goes, but is loud enough for Bob to hear, and which sometimes keeps me awake at night.  I kept thinking it would get better eventually, but it just didn't, so I went to the doctor.  He gave me a chest x-ray and two courses of antibiotics that didn't do anything, so I went back, and he gave me a breathing treatment and steroids, and it worked!  It got better for a couple of weeks, then came back.
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I called for another appointment last week, and he didn't have anything available until the end of the month, so I made an appointment with a physician's assistant and saw her yesterday.  She asked me about asthma, which I have never had, but my mother does.  
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So I've got another batch of steroids, a different antibiotic, and an inhaler.  I asked her if she thought it &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; asthma, and she said, "I think there's an asthmatic component to it," whatever that means.  We'll see, I guess.  She said if this doesn't work, then I need to see a specialist.  It's exhausting.  I really hope it works.
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I looked at &lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/book-list/Os-2011-Summer-Reading-List"&gt;Oprah's Summer Reading List&lt;/a&gt; yesterday, but out of a couple dozen books, there were maybe only two that held any interest to me at all.  I know I've said this before, but I read for relaxation, for enjoyment, and I read almost exclusively fiction.  I don't apologize for the books that I read, and I'm not defensive about it.  In the limited free time that I have available, if I'm going to sit down and read, I want to read something fun.  One of my fondest memories is on one of our trips to Mexico, I toted along Stephen King's Cell, which had just come out, and spent several afternoons by the pool reading it, and it was &lt;i&gt;perfect&lt;/i&gt;.
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"Fun," for me, means fiction in several genres--paranormal mostly, some thrillers and police procedurals, some "women's fiction," maybe a little "chick lit." I also like short story anthologies, mostly paranormal.  Here's &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; summer reading list:
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Read so far since June:
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B003IWYIX2/Willasjournal"&gt;The Knights of the Cornerstone - James P. Blaylock&lt;/a&gt; (fantasy)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0143113445/Willasjournal"&gt;The Crime Writer - Gregg Hurwitz&lt;/a&gt; (thriller)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0345522494/Willasjournal"&gt;Hexed - Kevin Hearne&lt;/a&gt; (fantasy)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B0043RTAB6/Willasjournal"&gt;Burn Out - Marcia Muller&lt;/a&gt; (crime)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0446400491/Willasjournal"&gt;Locked In - Marcia Muller&lt;/a&gt; (crime)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0446581062/Willasjournal"&gt;Coming Back - Marcia Muller&lt;/a&gt; (crime)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0316021423/Willasjournal"&gt;The Devil's Right Hand - Lilith Saintcrow&lt;/a&gt; (paranormal/demons)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1439191735/Willasjournal"&gt;Highborn - Yvonne Navarro&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy/fallen angels)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1439191972/Willasjournal"&gt;Concrete Savior - Yvonne Navarro&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy/fallen angels)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0061556319/Willasjournal"&gt;Money to Burn - James Grippando&lt;/a&gt; (crime)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0312389566/Willasjournal"&gt;Trust No One - Gregg Hurwitz&lt;/a&gt; (thriller)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0312544170/Willasjournal"&gt;They're Watching - Gregg Hurwitz&lt;/a&gt; (thriller)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B003TFETK0/Willasjournal"&gt;Darkness on the Edge of Town - J. Carson Black&lt;/a&gt; (crime - $.99 Kindle version)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B003VIX140/Willasjournal"&gt;Dark Side of the Moon - J. Carson Black&lt;/a&gt; (crime - $.99 Kindle version)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B003XVYHHK/Willasjournal"&gt;The Devil's Hour - J. Carson Black&lt;/a&gt; (crime)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B003XQEVVM/Willasjournal"&gt;Queen of Shadows - Dianne Sylvan&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy/vampires)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B002WKSNX2/Willasjournal"&gt;The Better Part of Darkness - Kelly Gay&lt;/a&gt;  (urban fantasy)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B003LL3KXY/Willasjournal"&gt;The Darkest Edge of Dawn - Kelly Gay&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy)
&lt;/ul&gt;
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On the "to read" list (queued up in the Kindle app):
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0451464095/Willasjournal"&gt;Grave Dance - Kalayna Price&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy/necromancy)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0316001783/Willasjournal"&gt;Night Shift - Lilith Saintcrow&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0316021431/Willasjournal"&gt;Saint City Sinners - Lilith Saintcrow&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy/demons)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0316001775/Willasjournal"&gt;To Hell and Back - Lilith Saintcrow&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy/demons)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0345522486/Willasjournal"&gt;Hammered - Kevin Hearne&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy/Druids)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0312658907/Willasjournal"&gt;Alison Hewitt is Trapped - Madeleine Roux&lt;/a&gt; (zombies)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0312385242/Willasjournal"&gt;Naked City: Tales of Urban Fantasy&lt;/a&gt; (anthology)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B00342VG5Y/Willasjournal"&gt;When Will There Be Good News? - Kate Atkinson&lt;/a&gt; (literary fiction)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0316033480/Willasjournal"&gt;Case Histories - Kate Atkinson&lt;/a&gt; (literary fiction)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B001G60FW0/Willasjournal"&gt;One Good Turn - Kate Atkinson&lt;/a&gt; (literary fiction)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B004SY5RVG/Willasjournal"&gt;The Shop - J. Carson Black&lt;/a&gt; (crime - $.99 Kindle Edition)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0375867058/Willasjournal"&gt;Welcome to Bordertown&lt;/a&gt; (anthology)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B004PLNQ88/Willasjournal"&gt;Kiss Me Kill Me&lt;/a&gt; (anthology/paranormal romance - $.99 Kindle Edition)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0765325772/Willasjournal"&gt;Chicks Kick Butt&lt;/a&gt; (anthology)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1439187657/Willasjournal"&gt;Blood Lite II: Overbite&lt;/a&gt; (anthology/vampire/horror/humor)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0425241769/Willasjournal"&gt;Hexed&lt;/a&gt; (anthology)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0061230928/Willasjournal"&gt;Stories&lt;/a&gt; (anthology)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1569758387/Willasjournal"&gt;Visitants: Stories of Fallen Angels and Heavenly Hosts&lt;/a&gt; (anthology/angels)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0756406323/Willasjournal"&gt;Alien Tango - Gini Koch&lt;/a&gt; (science fiction)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0756406684/Willasjournal"&gt;Alien in the Family - Gini Koch&lt;/a&gt; (science fiction)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1439102724/Willasjournal"&gt;Sing You Home - Jodi Picoult&lt;/a&gt; (women's fiction)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0425226921/Willasjournal"&gt;Angels' Blood - Nalini Singh&lt;/a&gt; (paranormal/angels)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0425233367/Willasjournal"&gt;Archangel's Kiss - Nalini Singh&lt;/a&gt; (paranormal/angels)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1596062460/Willasjournal"&gt;Angelic - Kelley Armstrong&lt;/a&gt; (paranormal/angels)
&lt;/ul&gt;
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New and Upcoming Releases from my &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/wishlist/SFCYDG7STU1X"&gt;wishlist&lt;/a&gt;:
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0446575178/Willasjournal"&gt;Adrenaline - Jeff Abbott&lt;/a&gt; (thriller)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0316126403/Willasjournal"&gt;The Wreckage - Michael Robotham&lt;/a&gt; (crime)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0765329573/Willasjournal"&gt;Kitty's Greatest Hits - Carrie Vaughn&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy) (August 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0312646135/Willasjournal"&gt;The Monster's Corner&lt;/a&gt; (anthology) (September 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0441020747/Willasjournal"&gt;Down These Strange Streets&lt;/a&gt; (anthology) (October 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1937007383/Willasjournal"&gt;Shadow's Fall - Dianne Sylvan&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy) (March 2012)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0441020658/Willasjournal"&gt;Shadowflame - Dianne Sylvan&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy) (July 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0446573337/Willasjournal"&gt;City of Whispers - Marcia Muller&lt;/a&gt; (crime) (October 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0316069418/Willasjournal"&gt;The Drop - Michael Connelly&lt;/a&gt; (crime) (November 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0385532016/Willasjournal"&gt;Hotwire - Alex Kava&lt;/a&gt; (crime) (July 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0399256504/Willasjournal"&gt;Shelter - Harlan Coben&lt;/a&gt; (crime) (September 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1439176345/Willasjournal"&gt;Killing Rites - M. L. N. Hanover&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy) (November 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0758258933/Willasjournal"&gt;Under Attack - Hannah Jayne&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy) (November 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0756406838/Willasjournal"&gt;One Salt Sea - Seanan McGuire&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy) (September 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0061655961/Willasjournal"&gt;Eyes Wide Open - Andrew Gross&lt;/a&gt; (crime) (July 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0451464133/Willasjournal"&gt;Working Stiff - Rachel Caine&lt;/a&gt;  (urban fantasy) (August 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0061985864/Willasjournal"&gt;Supernaturally - Kiersten White&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy) (July 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0553807188/Willasjournal"&gt;The Accident - Linwood Barclay&lt;/a&gt; (thriller) (August 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1451625472/Willasjournal"&gt;The Hour of Dust and Ashes - Kelly Gay&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy) (August 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0425240134/Willasjournal"&gt;Archangel's Consort - Nalini Singh&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0425243915/Willasjournal"&gt;Archangel's Blade - Nalini Singh&lt;/a&gt; (urban fantasy) (September 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0425243125/Willasjournal"&gt;Angels of Darkness&lt;/a&gt; (anthology) (October 2011)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0441020356/Willasjournal"&gt;Home Improvement: Undead Edition&lt;/a&gt; (Anthology) (August 2011)
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Geez.
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So, I've read 77 books so far in 2011.  If I read all of the books on this list (47), that would end up 124, but I'm sure I'll come up with some new ones between now and the end of the year, and I probably won't read all of the anthologies, I just like to have them to dip into in odd moments.
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Here's an &lt;a href="http://kriswrites.com/2011/06/15/the-business-rusch-bookstore-observations/"&gt;interesting article&lt;/a&gt; from Kristine Kathryn Rusch about bookstores.  I remember when I could go to a big chain bookstore and find an author's complete backlist, and I remember when that started to not be the case.  It used to be that you could go to B&amp;N or Borders and count on finding pretty much anything you wanted, but no more.  It happened to B&amp;N first, but now it's happened to Borders as well.  
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I used to spend hours at the bookstores--it was one of my weekend rituals to go to Borders and spend a couple of hours looking at books, discovering new writers and being reminded of favorite "old" ones.  Now the big bookstores are more giftshops and less bookstores, and unless you want one of the half dozen current bestsellers, it's a pretty sad experience.  I don't even go to the bookstores anymore.  I do all of my book shopping on Amazon, both electronic and paper.  It's not that I necessarily prefer it that way, but it seems like it's now the &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; way.  After a few trips to the brick-and-mortar bookstore and walking away empty handed, I just gave up on it.
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My local library is now offering ebooks; they only have a handful, but I'm sure that will increase.  I enjoy reading on the iPad so much that I've pretty  much stopped going to the library, also, except for checking out craft books and things like that.  I find that I'm not much interested in reading fiction in paper anymore.  It's so much easier to have my entire library on the iPad or Kindle, and not have to worry about returning a book. 
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I imagine I'm spending more on books now than I used to, but at some point I decided that was okay.  I don't have a lot of indulgences, and I tend to think of books as necessities anyway.
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My &lt;a href="http://www.willa.com/journal/books.shtml"&gt;booklist&lt;/a&gt; for this year is testament to the fact that I've been reading more than ever -- at mid-June, it's up to 62 books.
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Part of the reason for that is that I hurt my back toward the end of May.  It was one of those things where I didn't do anything in particular--I was taking a shower actually--but I just suddenly got an excruciating pain in my lower back.  It was all I could do to hobble out of the shower and gingerly lower myself onto the bed, then just lie there trying to figure out what to do.  It was mid-afternoon on the Sunday before Labor Day, and Bob was working until 7:00.  I figured if nothing else, he'd be back then.
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Fortunately, I had the iPad upstairs next to the bed, and my phone, so I just tried to stay as still as possible, read, sleep, and wait for Bob to get home.  He called when he got off and started home, like he always does, and I told him what had happened, and asked him if he could bring me something to eat.  He brought tacos, and I was able to sit up and eat them, but I definitely wasn't going anywhere.  
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I spent the whole day Monday in bed, and decided to stay home from work on Tuesday also.  By Wednesday I was functional, but still not 100%.  We had planned to go down to the Lake of the Ozarks that next weekend, and I was taking Friday off, and by Thursday I was feeling pretty good, so we went ahead with the plans.  We drove down on Thursday night, getting in pretty late, and went to bed.  On Friday morning when I woke up, I could barely get out of bed.  I don't know if it was the long drive down or the hard bed, but the pain was back.
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I ended up sleeping on the couch the rest of the weekend; I don't know if the bed was the problem or not, but I was afraid to risk it.
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I'm still being pretty careful of my back, but it seems to be okay now.  
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Bob's out of town this week on his annual fishing trip to Minnesota, and I've been trying to take good care of myself and get a lot of rest.  Dinah and I have just been hanging out in the evenings, and going to bed early to read or play Scrabble online.
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I hadn't expected to hear from Bob all week--there isn't any cell reception where he is--but he called on Monday to say that he was on the way to the emergency room.  He had been trying to take a hook out of a fish, the fish jerked, and he drove the hook through one of his fingers.  I'm sure that's not the first time it's happened, but this time it was bad enough that his doctor friend who is with him didn't want to risk taking it out himself, and said he needed to go to the hospital.  So they were driving in to town to get it taken care of.
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After seeing a doctor and getting the hook removed, he said they were going to go buy him a rubber glove so that he could continue fishing.  It was, after all, only the second day of the trip.
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Ever since my cancer scares a few years ago, I've been religious about my annual "woman's issues" appointments.  Every year in the spring, I make my ob-gyn appointment and my mammogram appointment for sometime around the first of May.  My doctors are close to where I live, and since I work so far away, I make both appointments for the same day, and take the whole day off.  Also, it feels kind of yucky to go back to work after either one of those things . . .
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So yesterday, Monday, was my doctors' appointments day.  The ob-gyn was at noon, and the mammogram was at 1:45.  On Sunday night it was really nice to know that I didn't have to get up and go to work the next morning, even though the reason for it wasn't exactly exciting.  I really love my doctor.  I didn't start going to him until after my surgery--he was the surgeon in the practice where I had been going for a long time, and my regular nurse-midwife had some health issues and took some time off around the same time.  
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I went to the surgeon for the after-surgery appointments, and when the time came for my regular appointments, I just stuck with him.  So while not exactly pleasant, the appointments aren't bad, and it's always nice to see and talk with him.  And the mammogram isn't usually bad, either.  I go to an imaging center, and they're always very kind, and make it as pleasant as possible.
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This year when I scheduled my day off, I decided I could really use some &lt;i&gt;actual&lt;/i&gt; time off, i.e., time that wasn't spent at the doctor's office, so I took an additional two days of vacation.  I wanted to do a little bit of sewing, maybe clean out a drawer or two (probably not going to happen), just have a little more time to myself.  So yesterday when I left the imaging center, I thought, now I'm free for two days!
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I haven't exactly taken the time off &lt;i&gt;completely&lt;/i&gt; -- I've been checking email and coordinating stuff from afar, corresponding with clients and being sure that things are done -- but as Bob said, I can do it in my pajamas.
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I can't tell you how much I love the iPad!  I, along with one of the other guys at work, have been trying as hard as I can to get completely paperless at the office.  I no longer carry a notebook and pen to meetings, I carry the iPad.  And a stylus, if I remember.  It's not as seamless, or as easy, as paper and pen, but I feel like I need to do it.
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The other things I've been doing with it are playing "Words With Friends" constantly with one of my nieces, playing Scrabble with people at work, and reading.  A LOT of reading.  The ease of using the Kindle app on the iPad is, of course, a blessing and a curse.  When I was out at my parents' house on Mother's Day, I took the iPad along so I could show my folks some photographs.  My brother and sister-in-law came by while I was there, and we got into a discussion of books and ereaders.  My sister-in-law is a big reader, too, and gets most of her books from the library, as did I until I started using the Kindle.
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I don't know I if she would like an ereader or not--she wasn't sure about it--but I love it.  With the Kindle, or the Kindle app, you can download a preview of a book--usually a couple of chapters--to see if it's something that you want to buy.  If it isn't, just delete it, and you've spent nothing but a little bit of time.  If you want to continue reading it, you just click the "buy this book" link, and within seconds, you can just keep on reading.  And, of course, buy the rest of a series, or the rest of an author's backlist, in most cases.
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I still use &lt;a href="http://www.swagbucks.com/refer/willac"&gt;SwagBucks&lt;/a&gt; as my search engine, and earn Amazon gift cards that way--I've been doing it a little less than a year, and have earned $275, which buys a lot of eBooks!  I also pay attention to the free and bargain ebook blogs, such as &lt;a href="http://www.pixelofink.com/"&gt;Pixel of Ink&lt;/a&gt;, and pick up quite a few books that way.  You can also get ebook news by signing up for mailing lists from your favorite authors.  I got an email this morning that Kim Harrison's first "Avery Madison" book, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B004XVMVMM/Willasjournal"&gt;Once Dead, Twice Shy&lt;/a&gt;, was available for a promotional price of $1.99 because the third book in the series is coming out soon.
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On Sunday my brother said, "I guess it's only a matter of time before the library has ebooks to lend," and I told him that it has already happened.  It took awhile for them to available on the Mac platform, but my library has recently--within the last month or so--started making ebooks available.  Once the lending period has passed, the ebook is either removed from your device or you can no longer open it--I'm not sure about that part yet--so no late fees.  The selection doesn't seem to be that great so far, but I'm sure that will improve.
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I've been reading quite a bit lately, mostly in my favorite genre, urban fantasy.  Last night I finished "Vicious Grace," by M.L.N. Hanover, the third in a series, which I've read all the way through.  I love when I can do that, i.e., discover a new series of books and read them all right in a row.  That way it's like a REALLY long book, which is my favorite thing.  The series is 1) Unclean Spirits, 2) Darker Angels, and 3) Vicious Grace.  Basically, the books are about a young woman, a college dropout, who finds out that her black sheep uncle has named her in his will. Not only has he named her in his will, but he has left everything to her, everything being multiple homes everywhere in the world, many corporations, and enough money to run a small country.
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There's a downside, though--he also leaves her his legacy of fighting evil in the form of spirits ("riders") who possess people and cause them to commit hellacious crimes.  She quickly gets together a band of sidekicks including a former Jesuit priest, a Buddhist, a gorgeous, geeky parasitologist and a vampire.  In the first book they are devoted to taking out the demonic spirit who cursed the vampire.  
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The second book, Darker Angels, is set in New Orleans amid voodoo rituals, tourist museums, and a lot of local color.  THe third book, Vicious Grace, is set in Chicago, mostly in a pretty creepy hospital.  this one is much more like a horror novel than the others, and frankly, left me feeling a little odd.  There is an event at the end that I couldn't be entirely happy with, but I did enjoy the book, for the most part.
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I'm typing this on an Apple wireless Bluetooth keyboard, using the iPad, which I've got sitting on a book holder on the coffee table.  I had kind of a hard time convincing myself to buy the keyboard, but I decided that I would get a lot of good out of it, and I can see a lot of uses for it.  I love the iPad and the iPhone onscreen keyboards, but even with the larger iPad keyboard, it's pretty hard to actually touch type.  I &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt;, but what I found was that even though I could type the letters, I couldn't access keys like the apostrophe without changing keyboards, and it just wasn't working very well.
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It's been kind of a weird day.  Bob was out with some friends last night, and I went upstairs to bed at about 8:00 with the iPad to read.  Bob came home shortly thereafter, and he was tired, so he laid down to take a nap, and I fell asleep, too.  I slept until about midnight, woke up and read for awhile, fell back asleep, woke up around 6:00, read some more, fell back asleep, and finally got up around 11:00. 
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I spent the afternoon watching television shows about the upcoming royal wedding, doing laundry, and just puttering around.  I never left the house or even got dressed!
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After having an iPad for a couple of weeks, here's my take on it.
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My boss bought a stack of the new ones for the office when they came out on March 11th, and he kept one of the new ones and gave me his old one, the original iPad.  I wouldn't exactly consider it "old," though, of course, since it's less than a year old.  It's the top of the line model--64 GB, WIFI and 3G.  And I LOVE it.
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I have some kind of problem with the WIFI at my house, but I've never really cared enough to get Time Warner out to figure it out.  Bob can get WIFI upstairs for his PC, but for whatever reason, I can't get it on my Mac.  But it's not a big deal, I just plug in, and it's fine.  But of course, I wouldn't be able to do that with an iPad.  So I was thrilled to get the 3G iPad.  I can sit upstairs now and play Scrabble with the guys at work, shop at Amazon, read and answer email, read a book, all the things I can do on the computer, but I don't have to be tied to any particular place.
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It's pretty much the same stuff I can do on the iPhone (I got the new iPhone 4 recently, too), but a lot more comfortable with the larger screen.  And what a screen!  It's big, beautiful, and sharp.  Photos look wonderful on it.  The on-screen keyboard takes some getting used to, but I'm getting pretty fast on it.  With the touchscreen, you can also take notes by writing; I got a stylus and I've been using that some, it's easier than using a finger.
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I haven't tried using a wireless keyboard yet, but I have one at work, so at some point I plan on figuring that out.  With an external keyboard, there's almost nothing that I can't do on the iPad that I can do on the computer.  Well, Photoshop, I guess.  But pretty much anything text-based.  I've spent hours on the iTunes stores looking at software, trying out free versions, and figuring out what I need.  &lt;/p&gt;
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My favorites right now are:
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&lt;b&gt;For work:&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/penultimate/id354098826?mt=8"&gt;Penultimate&lt;/a&gt; ($1.99) - for taking handwritten notes or making drawings with stylus or finger
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/todo/id282778557?mt=8"&gt;Todo&lt;/a&gt; ($4.99) - syncs with iCal task lists
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/pages/id361309726?mt=8"&gt;Pages&lt;/a&gt; ($9.99) - (Apple official app) for viewing and editing Word docs
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/notebooks-for-ipad/id372370048?mt=8"&gt;Notebooks&lt;/a&gt; ($8.99) - for taking and organizing text-based notes using the keyboard
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/photosync-wirelessly-transfers/id415850124?mt=8"&gt;Photosync&lt;/a&gt; ($1.99) - wirelessly transfers photos from desktop to iPad and vice versa
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/dragon-dictation/id341446764?mt=8"&gt;Dragon Dictation&lt;/a&gt; (Free) - converts spoken word recordings into text
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/printer-pro/id393313223?mt=8"&gt;Printer Pro&lt;/a&gt; ($6.99 - try Printer Pro Lite (Free) first to be sure it will work for you) - wirelessly print documents from the iPad
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/dropbox/id327630330?mt=8"&gt;Dropbox&lt;/a&gt; (Free) - Invaluable.  A cloud storage service that you can access from anywhere, with any device
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/readdledocs-for-ipad-pdf-viewer/id364901807?mt=8"&gt;Readdle Docs&lt;/a&gt; ($4.99) - connects to Dropbox, iDisk, Google Docs and FTP accounts; allows you to read PDFs and MS Office files
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/terra-web-browser-tabs-full/id394704159?mt=8"&gt;Terra&lt;/a&gt; (Free) - a tabbed browser that I prefer to Safari
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/sugarsync/id288491637?mt=8"&gt;Sugar Sync&lt;/a&gt; (Free) - Creates a folder on your desktop computer that instantly syncs anything in that folder over wifi.  And I mean &lt;b&gt;instantly&lt;/b&gt;.  It's crazy!  You can watch it happen.
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&lt;b&gt;For news and weather:&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/the-daily/id411516732?mt=8"&gt;The Daily&lt;/a&gt; ($.99/week) - I subscribed to this for $.99/week, mostly because I love the daily crossword and Sudoku
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/accu-weather-free-for-ipad/id364616869?mt=8"&gt;AccuWeather&lt;/a&gt; (Free) - Just the weather.  Simple.  What's the temperature, is it raining or not?  That's mostly what I want/need to know.  I also have &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/the-weather-channel-max-for/id364252504?mt=8"&gt;The Weather Channel&lt;/a&gt; app, and use them both.
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&lt;b&gt;For entertainment:&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/kindle/id302584613?mt=8"&gt;Kindle&lt;/a&gt; (Free) - a really great reading experience, I unexpectedly like it more than the Kindle itself
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/netflix/id363590051?mt=8"&gt;Netflix&lt;/a&gt; (App is free, but requires a Netflix account to watch) - so much fun to watch streaming movies!
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/zinio-magazine-newsstand-reader/id364297166?mt=8"&gt;Zinio&lt;/a&gt; - magazines are a lot of fun to read on the iPad 
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&lt;b&gt;Games:&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/scrabble-for-ipad/id363306776?mt=8"&gt;Scrabble&lt;/a&gt; ($9.99) - I have a couple of constantly ongoing games with people at work
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/sudoku-2-hd-pro/id385447297?mt=8"&gt;Sudoku2 Pro HD&lt;/a&gt; ($2.99) - I've just recently started playing Sudoku, and love this app
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/angry-birds-rio-hd/id420636551?mt=8"&gt;Angry Birds Rio&lt;/a&gt; ($2.99, free version available also) - yes, it's everywhere, but for good reason
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&lt;b&gt;Miscellaneous:&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=
"http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/timer-min-to-go/id418445262?mt=8"&gt;Min to Go&lt;/a&gt; (Free) - A timer that shows the "minutes to go" as an icon badge
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/remote/id284417350?mt=8"&gt;Remote&lt;/a&gt; (Free) - Control iTunes remotely, i.e., I can be playing something--music or a video--on my desktop computer and conrol it using Remove on the iPad (or iPhone)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/fluid-monkey/id424076573?mt=8"&gt;Fluid Monkey&lt;/a&gt; (Free) - Love this!  It reminds me of . . . I'm not sure what.  I used to have a little notebook that had a squishy liquid cover, I guess it's like that.  Very soothing, anyway.
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A couple of weeks ago we went down to the Lake of the Ozarks for the weekend.  Bob has a friend who has a place down there, and he goes down there quite often, but I'd never been.  But this time, when Bob invited me along, I went.  He always tells me that I can do the same things down there that I do here--mess around on the computer, read, knit, eat--which is true.  I didn't even take the computer, though.  I took the Kindle, my iPhone, a couple of skeins of Noro Silk Garden, and I put together a traveling sewing/quilting kit.
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I've started sewing again, after probably a couple of decades away from it.  I've always enjoyed sewing, but it's a messy hobby, and once the sewing machine is put away, it's hard for me to get it back out, with all the attendant fabric, thread, cutting board, etc.
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&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/journal/images/bag_img1.jpg" alt="" align="left" hspace="10"&gt;But awhile ago, when I was out at my folks' house, my mother asked me if I could hem up a pair of jeans for her, and of course, I said yes.  So I got out the machine and set it up, and I enjoyed having it out so much that I've kept it out.  I sewed gifts for almost all of the women that I gave Christmas gifts to this year--&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/67310203/reusable-fabric-shopping-bag-set-hearts"&gt;reusable shopping bags in their own little zippered pouches&lt;/a&gt;.  
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&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/journal/images/bag_img2.jpg" alt="" align="left" hspace=10"&gt;I've also made a bunch of cotton "&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/69989714/set-of-3-reusable-fabric-produce-bags"&gt;produce bags&lt;/a&gt;"--I haven't used them for that, though. I've used them as lunch bags, knitting bags, Christmas gift bags, the uses are many.  The &lt;a href="http://www.daisyjanie.com/patterns.html"&gt;pattern&lt;/a&gt; says they're produce bags, so that's what I'm calling them.  (I asked for permission to make the bags for sale, and paid a licensing fee.)
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Oh, so anyway, back to the quilting.  I had picked up a quilting magazine recently that had a project for making a pincushion out of fabric selvages, the tightly woven edge of the fabric that is usually printed with details like the name of the fabric line, the designer and/or the mill, and registration marks and dots of color that I assume are used by the printer.
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I absolutely loved that idea, so I started going through my boxes of fabric and cutting off selvages.  I quickly amassed enough to make a few pincushions, then I decided to make a small quilt with some of them.  I didn't like the quilts I had seen that were made completely of selvages, they were way too busy, but I did like the look of them when used as blocks. In my reading about selvages, I had discovered that the Moda fabric company was selling "scrap bags," which were fabric strips left over from cutting their pre-cut fabric squares.  I ordered a bag, and I thought that the fabric line that I got (all of the "scraps" in one bag will be the same line) went well with the selvages.  It was called "Summer's End by Kansas Troubles Quilters," which I thought was very appropriate!
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So I cut the selvages off of the scrap strips, and sewed up 12 squares.  I love the sewing part; I don't like the cutting part nearly as much.  It's tedious, and it's hard on my back, and it's hard to get motivated to do it.  But I thought, hey, I'll take my stuff with me on the weekend, and lay it out when I have less distractions.
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So I packed up a plastic box with my rotary cutter, shears, pins and needles, and bought a small rotary cutting mat and plastic ruler.  I put my selvage squares in a plastic bag, and brought along the strips from the scrap bag.  When we got down to the Lake, Bob went out fishing on Saturday, and I laid out the quilt top.  Once I had arranged everything to my liking, I cut out the strips and squares so that it was ready to sew.
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I didn't actually sit down and sew it together until the next weekend, and it wasn't until yesterday that I built the quilt "sandwich" (quilt top, batting and backing) and started quilting it.  I don't really know what I'm doing, and it's FAR from perfect, but I figure it's better just to do something that to spend forever studying and worrying about it.  Anything takes practice, it's not going to perfect the first time, but I enjoy doing it, and really, that's the whole point.
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It's a small quilt, probably about 2 x 3 feet, and I'm planning to hang it on the wall in the bedroom.  I'm already planning another one that I think would look great on the wall of my office.  It's just a matter of doing it.  In the winter it's very hard for me to want to do anything when I get home from work, but I think I'll be more energetic and motivated once it starts staying light longer.  I'd better be--I need to do something with all the fabric I've bought!
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I've been having fun using &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/willac/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;.  I started "pinning" things a couple of weeks ago after seeing it on someone else's blog.  It's basically just a repository for saving images of things, like a virtual bulletin board or shoebox.  In the past, I've tried to save photos that I find of things that I love, or things that are inspirational, but when I do that, I never remember to look for them, and if I do, I can never find them.  By using Pinterest, when I run across something beautiful that I want to remember, I just "pin" it.
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You can even create a board that other people can modify, although I haven't explored that.  People can also comment on your images, follow them like on Twitter, or "repin" something to their own board.  You can have multiple boards--as many as you want, I think--and can rename them and rearrange them to suit yourself.
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One thing I've found to be very interesting is that when you look at a board in its entirety, sort of like spreading a bunch of photos out on a tabletop, it clarifies, or crystalizes, what makes them similar.  I'm explaining that badly, I know, but what I mean is, it shows with great clarity what the things I love have in common.  For instance, in my &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/willac/favorite-places-and-spaces/"&gt;Places and Spaces&lt;/a&gt; board, all of the images seem to be of small spaces, lots of little nooks and alcoves, mostly crowded/cluttered with eclectic things.  Lots of plants and light, lots of white and neutral colors and when there is color, it tends to be turquoise.
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I've been "pinning" recipes to try (that I probably never will), things to make (that I probably never will), places to go (that I probably never will), but you never know!  
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&lt;li&gt;A hot cup of tea in a travel mug for the drive to work
&lt;li&gt;A good audio book to listen to in the car
&lt;li&gt;My little space heater next to my chair
&lt;li&gt;When Dinah gets under the covers at bedtime
&lt;li&gt;Knitting during my lunch hour at work
&lt;li&gt;Aaron cleaning off my car after work today
&lt;li&gt;Changing into my pajamas when I get home from work
&lt;li&gt;Going to bed early
&lt;li&gt;Staying up late
&lt;li&gt;Free Kindle books
&lt;li&gt;My stash of quilting fabric
&lt;li&gt;Great-niece Abigail's giggly smile
&lt;li&gt;My niece Mallory sending me a text message
&lt;li&gt;Hugs
&lt;li&gt;Bob cooking me eggs Benedict for dinner
&lt;li&gt;Macaroni and cheese
&lt;li&gt;A snow day
&lt;li&gt;A new book by a favorite author
&lt;li&gt;Using my reusable grocery bags at the store
&lt;li&gt;Pocket Frogs iPhone game
&lt;li&gt;Christmas trees
&lt;li&gt;Magazines
&lt;li&gt;Browsing in the fabric store
&lt;li&gt;Amazon.com
&lt;li&gt;New tires
&lt;li&gt;Good hand lotion
&lt;li&gt;Clinique gift-with-purchase
&lt;li&gt;Birthdays
&lt;li&gt;Hot baths
&lt;li&gt;Painted toenails
&lt;li&gt;Grapefruit as big as my head
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leakeycollection.com/index.php?p=catalog&amp;parent=53&amp;pg=1"&gt;Zulugrass bracelets&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Bed Bath &amp; Beyond's Twisted Peppermint soap
&lt;li&gt;Clinique moisturizer
&lt;li&gt;Urban fantasy
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indigowild.com/"&gt;Indigo Wild&lt;/a&gt; products
&lt;li&gt;Big, loose cardigan sweaters (I need one!)
&lt;li&gt;Angels
&lt;li&gt;The ocean
&lt;li&gt;Sunshine
&lt;li&gt;The dogs at work, especially Jojo and Clark
&lt;li&gt;Jojo lying on her back for a tummy rub
&lt;li&gt;Clark coming over to visit me by himself
&lt;li&gt;Wooden knitting needles
&lt;li&gt;Mimosas for breakfast on New Year's Day
&lt;li&gt;My &lt;a href="http://www.mouserug.com/"&gt;MouseRug&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Crystal Light Peach Mango Green Tea
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.softlips.com/"&gt;SoftLips&lt;/a&gt; Vanilla Mint lip balm
&lt;li&gt;Cats
&lt;li&gt;Our electric blanket
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I'm not sorry to see 2010 go.  It definitely wasn't one of the better years, although at the end of the year Bob always says that they're all good years, as long as we're together, and of course that's true.
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In March I finally gave in and admitted that I needed to do something about the almost constant pain I was in, and drove myself to the emergency room.  I ended up in the hospital for a week, and had gall bladder surgery.  I still don't feel like I've completely recovered from it--I almost never feel truly well, almost everything I eat upsets my stomach--but I'm confident that it will improve.
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I didn't write very much this year; I just now went through my journal entries to see if anything stood out, and I discovered that the few times I did write, I was mostly writing about &lt;i&gt;writing&lt;/i&gt;.  2010 was also the year that I finally decided to admit that I would probably never sit down and re-write &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0307272400/Willasjournal"&gt;Fallen Angel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and I made the decision to put it out there and see what happened.  It started out slowly, but it really took off the last couple of weeks, and by the end of December it was in the Top 100 in Contemporary Fantasy at Amazon.
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It's dropped out of the top 100 the last time I checked, but over the last few days it's been hovering between 90 and 100.  Last night it was at 95.  Seeing my name up there with Neil Gaiman (82), Laurell K. Hamilton (89), Charlaine Harris (98) and Kelly Armstrong (100) was pretty heady stuff.  I'm always tempted to be self-deprecating, but I guess the evidence speaks for itself.
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&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/mediashift/2010/12/2010-the-year-self-publishing-lost-its-stigma363.html"&gt;Media Shift&lt;/a&gt; says 2010 was "The Year Self-Publishing Lost Its Stigma."  If 26 year old &lt;a href="http://amandahocking.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda Hocking&lt;/a&gt; can sell 99,000 books in a month, I think we all need to sit up and take notice:
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My total sales for the month of December as of 8:30 PM, 12/30/10 are an absurdly even 99,000.
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Which brings my total books sold, since April 15, 2010: 148,887 books 
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The interesting thing, of course, is that these books are "self-published" ebooks and are priced at between $.99 and $2.99.  My book is priced at $2.99, but is discounted by Amazon (I don't know why, but since I get the full commission based on $2.99, I don't really care) to $1.99 (and at times shows up at $1.79).  $.99 and even up to $1.99 or $2.99 seems to be an impulse buy, whereas the same book would cost probably $7.99 in paperback, and in these times, is something that &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; take some thought.  If I can read 3 or 4 ebooks for the price of paperback, it's a no-brainer.
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I also love it when a publisher puts out one book in a series for free.  Sure, the purpose is to get you to buy the rest of them, but I don't see anything wrong with that.  I've been on something of a young adult paranormal kick lately.  In the last few days, I've read:
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B00466H8JK/Willasjournal"&gt;Hollowland&lt;/a&gt; - Amanda Hocking (zombies)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B002TTICC8/Willasjournal"&gt;Need&lt;/a&gt; - Carrie Jones (werewolves and pixies)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B002HJ1WCC/Willasjournal"&gt;My Soul to Take&lt;/a&gt; - Rachel Vincent (banshees)
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B003VD1GBA/Willasjournal"&gt;Switched&lt;/a&gt; - Amanda Hocking (trolls)
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So I'm thinking maybe YA is where I should be concentrating.  I haven't really made resolutions this year, but I've been thinking of making 2011 "The Year of Living Creatively."  I definitely want to write another book this year.  I've also been reading about people who choose one word to concentrated on in the coming year; this year my word is "Believe."  In other words, I'm going to stop being surprised by things like my book selling 200 copies in a week, and &lt;i&gt;believe&lt;/i&gt; that it can happen.
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I think it's interesting how just beginning something can start ideas flowing, and cause momentum to grow.  It's true with writing, and most other creative endeavors.  Since I've started sewing again I've been  going into fabric and craft stores a lot to pick up thread and ribbons and other things, and also, since it's Christmastime, I go there for Christmas ideas and inspiration.  I've also been looking at paper crafts.  I probably love paper even more than I love fabric.  I've never started the whole scrapbooking thing for a couple of reasons.  Mostly because it's sort of twee, and also because I know I would never stick with it.
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So I occasionally buy some beautiful paper, but I've only really used it as backgrounds when photographing my jewelry.  Which is fine as far as it goes.  But then a week or so ago I stopped in to &lt;a href="http://www.archiversonline.com/"&gt;Archiver's&lt;/a&gt;, which is a scrapbooking store, to look around, and fell in love with &lt;a href="http://www.archiversannex.com/default.aspx?PageID=22"&gt;this line of paper products&lt;/a&gt;, particularly some snowman paper that I don't see on the site.
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Also recently, I had run across &lt;a href="http://eliseblaha.typepad.com/golden/minibooks/"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt;, and loved the idea of making a Christmas mixed paper book.  But again, I restrained myself because while I might actually make one, I doubt if I would really use it.  But then I remembered that I had a blank book that I'd bought at the Border's closing sale (sadly, the Borders store where I go the most is closing, but "the most" is kind of an oxymoron anymore since I buy mostly digital).  It's a Paperchase "multi" notebook with plain, lined and graph paper interspersed with pockets, sheet protectors and photo sleeves, and a zipper pocket at the back.
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So last night I took the notebook, sheets of paper, stickers and stick-on tabs and made my own customized Christmas notebook.  I used a glue roller that lays down strips of glue--much neater and gives a much more professional look than regular glue or glue sticks--and lined both sides of the first and last pages of the book with the paper.  I also glued paper onto each of the divider pages, and with the scraps I made a bunch of tags and some bookmarks.
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My plan is to record things like what gifts we gave, who we sent Christmas cards to, and special things we did like going down to the Plaza to see the lights.  I'm going to glue in pieces of the fabric that I'm using, photographs of things I make, maybe an example of "to and from" tags; ooh---the recipe for sweet potato casserole that I made for Thanksgiving!  That kind of thing. It's mostly for fun, but it's also a nice record of what happened, since my memory isn't all that reliable any more ...
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I had a nice, long Thanksgiving weekend.  We had Thanksgiving dinner at my brother's house; my parents didn't want to go out, so my sister and I took dinner over to them after we ate, and chatted with them briefly before heading home.  Bob worked on Thanksgiving day, so I took dinner home to him, too.  He had to work the entire weekend, actually.  While I was out on Friday, I went by Boston Market and picked up turkey dinner for him; we're planning on doing a turkey dinner ourselves sometime between now and Christmas.  
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I've been sewing!  I think I mentioned that my mother had asked me to hem a couple of pairs of jeans for her, and in the process of getting out the sewing machine I got interested in sewing again.  I've made a couple of trips to the fabric store, and I made another one on Friday, which ended up being something of a mistake.  I got some nice material, and got a good price--I had a 30% off everything coupon--but had to wait around about an hour and a half to do it.
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Jo-Ann is about the only fabric store left in town, which I don't totally understand.  When you want to get fabric cut there, you have to take a number and wait until you're called.  When I got there, they were cutting for number 11, and I pulled number 65.  They move pretty quickly depending, of course, on how much each person needs to have cut, but judging by the traffic every time I've been there, I would have thought the town could support a few more fabric stores.  Of course, I haven't really paid attention except for the last few weeks, so the holiday season is probably busier than normal.
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I'm making most of my Christmas gifts this year, so I don't want to talk about what I'm making, but I'm kind of excited about it.  I'm also thinking about quilting again.  I've never--and probably &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; never--made a full size quilt, but I enjoy playing around with it and have made a few miniature quilts before.  I always remember a dress I made when I was in high school.  I cut out squares of fabric and sewed enough of them together to make a piece of fabric that I cut a "maxi dress" out of.  It had an elastic neckline and elastic cap sleeves, and a ruffle on the bottom.  It probably would have been a large enough piece of fabric to actually have &lt;i&gt;made&lt;/i&gt; a bed-sized quilt.  But the dress was more fun.
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I'm trying to get over the fact that sewing is so messy.  My dining room is even more of a disaster than usual with a cutting board, rotary cutting board, pressing board, piles of fabric, thread, pins, etc., everywhere.  I went to Target yesterday and bought a clear plastic storage box that I've put most of my new fabric in, and I've tried to organize notions and things in baskets.  It's still mostly a mess, but it's a little better.  I went out to my folks' house a couple of weeks ago, and ended up coming home with a big banker's box full of fabric, mostly cottons.  My mom has a &lt;i&gt;ton&lt;/i&gt; -- probably literally -- of fabric in the basement.  Lots of it is doubleknits, which I don't have any use for, but I was glad to get the cotton.  I just need to go through it and figure out what I can actually use.
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Dinah and I spent most of Friday on the couch watching old James Bond movies.  The Syfy Channel had a James Bond Festival or something, and we watched "From Russia With Love" and "Diamonds are Forever."  I say "we," but of course, it was really only me.  Dinah kept me company.  I covered myself up with a big fleece throw, and she burrowed underneath it.  It reminded me of the time we spent on the couch while I was recoving from my gall bladder surgery in March.  I roused myself in the afternoon to go out and make the aforementioned trip to Jo-Ann.  
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On Saturday I got my hair cut and colored, and I've been sewing pretty much all day today.  I made quite a bit of progress.  I'm happy with it.  While I was out yesterday, I discovered that the Borders store where I usually go is closing.  Everything in the store was 30% off or more, so I grabbed a few Moleskine notebooks, some Christmas cards, and a beautiful book of &lt;a href="https://www.frenchgeneral.com/"&gt;French General&lt;/a&gt; sewing patterns.  Lots of wonderful inspiration.
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Over the last week or so I've been downloading book samples to my Kindle and creating a "Christmas" ebook folder.  Here's my Christmas reading list.  
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&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B003U4WB7I/Willasjournal"&gt;Bah! Humbug - L. L. Bartlett&lt;/a&gt; ($.99 Kindle book)
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B002Q1YEKI/Willasjournal"&gt;Blue Christmas - Peter Robinson&lt;/a&gt; ($1.99 Kindle book)
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0758221991/Willasjournal"&gt;Candy Cane Murder - Joanne Fluke&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1449521398/Willasjournal"&gt;The Con Artist of Catalina Island - Jennifer Colt&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0425206351/Willasjournal"&gt;Crewel Yule - Monica Ferris&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/042523116X/Willasjournal"&gt;Fleece Navidad - Maggie Sefton&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0758234953/Willasjournal"&gt;Gingerbread Cookie Murder - Joanne Fluke&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0425237885/Willasjournal"&gt;Holiday Grind - Cleo Coyle&lt;/a&gt; (Coffee House Mystery)
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1449519733/Willasjournal"&gt;Holidays Can Be Murder - Connie Shelton&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1590805623/Willasjournal"&gt;A Merry Little Murder - Mary Welk&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0553580485/Willasjournal"&gt;Miracle and Other Christmas Stories - Connie Willis&lt;/a&gt; (Favorite Christmas book EVER!)
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B004AHKD1U/Willasjournal"&gt;Naughty: Nine Tales of Christmas Crime - Steve Hockensmith&lt;/a&gt; ($2.99 Kindle book)
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B003OYIA6K/Willasjournal"&gt;Overtime - Charles Stross&lt;/a&gt; (Free Kindle book)
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0758210256/Willasjournal"&gt;Plum Pudding Murder - Joanne Fluke&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0821780476/Willasjournal"&gt;Sugar and Spice - Joanne Fluke&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0758206828/Willasjournal"&gt;Sugar Cookie Murder - Joanne Fluke&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1453832661/Willasjournal"&gt;The Undead That Saved Christmas - Lyle Perez-Tinics&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0441017622/Willasjournal"&gt;Wolfsbane and Mistletoe - Charlaine Harris&lt;/a&gt;
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Books that I have read that belong on the list, but that I don't own as ebooks:
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&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0440223571/Willasjournal"&gt;This Year it Will be Different - Maeve Binchy&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0373264399/Willasjournal"&gt;A Cold Christmas - Charlene Weir&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/042522497X/Willasjournal"&gt;Shakespeare's Christmas - Charlaine Harris&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0425191281/Willasjournal"&gt;Ghost of a Chance - Yasmine Galenorn&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0061059056/Willasjournal"&gt;Hogfather - Terry Pratchett&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0143114425/Willasjournal"&gt;Last Night at the Lobster - Stewart O'Nan&lt;/a&gt; (one of my favorite books of all time)
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0061098000/Willasjournal"&gt;Midnight Clear - Kathy Hogan Trocheck&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0425182010/Willasjournal"&gt;Mistletoe Man - Susan Wittig Albert&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0425197166/Willasjournal"&gt;Murder is a Girl's Best Friend - Amanda Matetsky&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0451225481/Willasjournal"&gt;Murder With all the Trimmings - Elaine Viets&lt;/a&gt; (Mystery Shopper mystery)
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1593155638/Willasjournal"&gt;The Spy Who Came for Christmas - David Morrell&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0060842350/Willasjournal"&gt;The Stupidest Angel - Christopher Moore&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0312947046/Willasjournal"&gt;Visions of Sugar Plums - Janet Evanovich&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/061146013/Willasjournal"&gt;Blue Christmas - Mary Kay Andrews&lt;/a&gt;
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There's a great list &lt;a href="http://www.cozy-mystery.com/Holiday-Mystery-Books/Christmas-Mystery-Book-List.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; of cozy mysteries set at Christmastime.
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This weekend I read Blaize Clement's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0312369565/Willasjournal"&gt;Raining Cat Sitters and Dogs&lt;/a&gt;, which isn't set at Christmas, but it &lt;i&gt;it&lt;/i&gt; set in Sarasota, Florida, which I love almost as much.
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When I was out at my parents' house a couple of weeks ago, my mother asked me if I would hem up a pair of jeans for her. She said there wasn't any hurry, and I said I would, of course, thinking I would do them by hand, since I hadn't had my sewing machine out in forever.  But I realized that I couldn't do them entirely by hand, I'd need to turn up the edge and sew it by machine so they wouldn't ravel, and I'd been putting it off.
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Today I finally dug out the machine and set it up.  I probably hadn't had it out in, I don't know, ten years?  Maybe.  I used to have a sewing station set up where my desk is now, but I put it all away.  When I got it out today, I also got out a big box of fabric, some of which I'd cut up into quilt squares, and some that I'd already started putting together, and which I'd forgotten about.  I used to do a little quilting--mostly decorative stuff--but sewing is so messy, really.  To do it right you have to have a big table to lay things out and cut, and the only big table I have is the dining room table, and while I can't say that it's always cleaned off--it definitely isn't--I don't feel like I can leave a big cutting board on it indefinitely.
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Before we left on vacation I had gone to JoAnn to get a circular knitting needle, and while I was there I saw that they had a bunch of Christmas fabric on sale, so I bought some, not really knowing what I was going to do with them, but I loved them, so I bought them anyway.  I was thinking maybe some kind of quilt, so I bought a half yard each of about 6 or 7 prints.  I know there's no way that I'll be able to sustain my interest long enough to make a full size quilt, but a little one would be doable.  Or maybe some ornaments or something.  Anyway, since the sewing machine is out, I'd better do &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;.
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I bought a pattern for a sewing machine cover, so I might make that, and I bought a pattern for something that might be good for Christmas gifts, if I will actually do it.  I have a lot of ideas that don't actually make it to fruition, but I suppose that's better than not having any ideas at all . . .
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When Bob came home tonight he asked me what I did today, and I said I went to the library and returned some books, and got out the sewing machine and cleaned off the desk so I could set it up, and went to the craft store.  He said, "I like it when you go to the craft store," and when I askd him why, he said, "because that's who you are, and when you do craft stuff, I know everything's okay."
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We went down to Bennett Spring State Park for four days last week.  I was delighted to have my first opportunity to go out of town with my Kindle, and I had a brand-new book to read--Connie Willis' "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0553807676/Willasjournal"&gt;All Clear&lt;/a&gt;."  "All Clear" is actually the second half of a book that was started in "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0553803190/Willasjournal"&gt;Blackout&lt;/a&gt;," which was published earlier this year.  I read "Blackout" when I was recovering from gallbladder surgery in March.  "All Clear" isn't actually a sequel, it's actually the second half of the book.  "Blackout" just stops, and "All Clear" just starts.  It's as if Ms. Willis delivered a huge pile of pages, and the publisher divided them into relatively equal stacks and made each stack it's own book. I suppose "All Clear" could be read without having read the first part, but I wouldn't recommend it.  Before I started it, I decided to go back and buy "Blackout" (I had read it as a library book) so I could read the last chapter or so before I started the new one.
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The two books are set in Willis' time travel universe, the same one as "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0613152425/Willasjournal"&gt;To Say Nothing of the Dog&lt;/a&gt;," that is, it is set both in 2060, and in the 1940's, i.e., World War II. 
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In this newest installment, three Oxford historians have traveled back in time to observe certain events of World War II in Europe--one to the Blitz, one to research heroism, and one to witness the evacuation of children.  Their visits to London were supposed to be short-lived, but something happens, and none of them are able to get back home.  There are supposed to be "drops" that open, doors back to their starting places, but they can't find the drops, and when they do find them, they won't open.  All three begin to wonder if they may have affected history by their actions, and whether by doing so, they've marooned themselves in history forever.
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I love Willis' writing, and I loved these books.  They focused mostly on good, compassionate people, people who were brave and noble, and who thought of other people before themselves.  I don't, as a rule, read historical fiction, but these are the exception, I suppose because the main protagonists are actually modern day people trying to fit in in a historical setting.
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"&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0553562738/Willasjournal"&gt;Doomsday Book&lt;/a&gt;" is also one of the time travel novels, but this time the destination is (accidentally) Europe during the Black Plague.  I would never have thought I'd enjoy this novel, but it's one of my favorites.
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The picture above is of my "spot" while I was sitting on the bank of the river while Bob fished.  My bag contained the Kindle, my knitting (you can see the scarf I was working on peeking out of the bag), my iPhone, my camera, a notebook and pen, and a knitting magazine.  Oh, and hand cream and sunglasses -- all of the small things that are vital to me and that make my life happy.  If I can just have a few books and some yarn, my life is pretty much complete.  Well, and Bob, of course.  That goes without saying.
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Last week, I got notice that I had sold an article about "Domain Name and Web Hosting Requirements" at &lt;a href="http://www.constant-content.com/Author/24962-Willa_Cline-details-0.htm"&gt;Constant-Content&lt;/a&gt;, and I received an email asking if an author could quote a &lt;a href="http://www.willa.com/weblog/2005/04/i-would-knit-you-socks.htm"&gt;poem&lt;/a&gt; I wrote in a book she's writing about spirituality and knitting. 
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Monday was our wedding anniversary--34 years!--but we weren't really going to do anything special.  We had just gotten back from a short vacation to Bennett Spring, and had eaten out every night, so Bob had suggested picking up Chinese food and eating at home, which was fine with me.
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But then when I got home, he asked me what I wanted to do, and I said, if I could choose, I'd like to go get Mexican food, and I'd like a Margarita.  So he asked me where I wanted to go, and I chose On the Border.  We ordered our dinners, and a regular guacamole appetizer, but it turned out that they were out of guacamole and had to make a new batch.  So instead of making us wait, the server came out to do their "Guacamole Live" where they build it at the table, and said that we wouldn't be charged extra for it.  While she was making it, she was also making conversation, and she asked if we came there very often.  I told her that we probably visit a couple of times a month, but we were there that night because it was our anniversary.
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So when it came time for dessert, she said they were comping that, and they were also comping the guacamole, and when we got the bill, I think they must have comped the drinks as well, because it was a lot less than it should have been.  It was a great night, and inexpensive.  Oh, and when she brought out the dessert, she asked our names, and we thought they were going to sing (oh no), but she just made an announcement, and everyone in the restaurant stood up and clapped for us.
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Then, on Tuesday I found a pair of jeans that I had forgotten I'd bought, and they fit!  And on Tuesday I got an email from Lee Jeans that everything was half price, and they had those exact jeans, in the right size and color, for $20/pair, so I ordered 2 pair.
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And what else . . . oh yeah.  Today I got my Amazon royalty check for "Fallen Angel."  It's not a lot, but every month I sell more copies--about 40 so far in October and around 100 in total--so I'm grateful for that.  It's nice when things work out, even on a small scale.
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I've been enjoying setting up my Kindle, getting it loaded with all the books that I already owned, downloading lots of samples of books that I want to read--or &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; want to read--and just generally getting it set up the way I want.  One thing I like about the actual Kindle as opposed to the Kindle app is that you can organize books in categories, or "Collections," as Amazon calls them.  I currently have:
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&lt;li&gt;Currently Reading (2)
&lt;li&gt;To Read (38)
&lt;li&gt;Read (77)
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"Currently Reading, "To Read," and "Read" are pretty self-explanatory--although "To Read" is mostly made of of books that I've actually purchased and know that I want to read fairly soon.  I have a lot of books that I downloaded for free that I don't really know whether I want to read or not--that's the "Slushpile."  I couldn't think of a good name for it--does anyone have any better suggestions?  I don't download every free book that's offered, but if it sounds like I &lt;I&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; like it, I do.  It's easy enough to delete them if I don't want them, after all.
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"Reference" is dictionaries, the user guide, a Bible, and a bunch of knitting patterns that I converted to Kindle format.  I had originally created a "Patterns" collection, but that forced the list of collections to go into two pages, and I didn't like that. (See: OCD)  The reason the list is too long is that I also got a subscription to Asimov's Science Fiction magazine, and you can't put those into a collection, for some annoying reason.  So the current edition stays on the homepage, and previous editions are saved into a "Periodicals: Back Issues" collection that is automatically created once you have more than one edition.  And then there's the "Archived Items (119)" collection which is currently all the books that I'm pretty sure I don't care about, and that I haven't bothered to download.
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So that means I currently have, or have immediate access to, 473 ebooks on the Kindle.  That ought to keep me busy for awhile . . .  About 5 years, I guess, if my current rate of reading continues, and of course, that doesn't take into account any new books. 
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I know I've mentioned &lt;a href="http://swagbucks.com/refer/willac"&gt;Swagbucks&lt;/a&gt; here before.  Since June 1, when I joined, through searching, a couple of online shopping awards, a few "special offers" and several referrals, I've earned about $150 worth of Amazon gift cards.  And somewhere along the line I lucked into a medical focus group forum that pays in Amazon cards--$10/month plus an occasional $25 for a special project--so I haven't spent any "real" money in quite awhile.  The gift cards give me free rein to buy pretty much what I want, although I still do spend quite a bit of time deciding what to buy.
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There are a lot of good independent authors out there, and I've purchased quite a few books for a dollar or two; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B003OUXBFO/Willasjournal"&gt;mine&lt;/a&gt; is one of those, of course!  It's currently selling for $1.79, and I've sold something like 80 copies so far, which isn't a lot in the grand scheme of things, but as Bob says, "how many people do you know who've written a book and sold &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; copies?"
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Lately I've been reading mostly paranormal, urban fantasy.  I just finished the third book in a series that I consider the best thing I've read in a very long time.  It's the "October Daye" series by Seanan McGuire.  The first book is "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0756405718/Willasjournal"&gt;Rosemary and Rue&lt;/a&gt;," the second is "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0756405963/Willasjournal"&gt;A Local Habitation&lt;/a&gt;," and I just finished "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0756406269/Willasjournal"&gt;An Artificial Night&lt;/a&gt;."  The books center around October ("Toby") Daye, a changeling, that is, half human, half faerie, who lives in San Francisco.  In the first book, Rosemary and Rue, she has only recently been released from a curse that caused her to spend 14 years as a goldfish.  She's lost her husband and her child, and she's trying to stay away from magic.  She works in a grocery store and tries to have a normal life.  But she's pulled back into the magical world when a friend--a faerie--is murdered, and she has to find the killer or lose her own life.
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I love Toby and all the secondary characters that populate the books.  I've read a review that compares the books to the early Dresden files books by Jim Butcher, and the early Anita Blake novels, and I would have to agree. They have the same feel of a world just a little off kilter from ours, a place where, if you look hard enough, and know what to do, you can walk into another dimension, one populated by magical creatures that, in the end, aren't really all that different from ourselves.  There are the aforementioned faeries, plus selkies, a sea witch, and a very interesting relationship with The King of Cats.  She also &lt;i&gt;has&lt;/i&gt; a couple of cats (Cagney and Lacey), plus a rose goblin, Spike--a cat-shaped and -sized creature made of thorns.
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In the second book, "A Local Habitation," Toby has pretty much given up her hopes for having an ordinary life, and is working full time as a private investigator.  She is asked to find the daughter of her liege, who owns a computer company, and who hasn't been returning his phone calls.  Most of the action in the book takes place at the computer company, creating a "country house murder" of sorts.
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Children are being kidnapped in "An Artificial Night," the third book in the series, and two of them are the children of Toby's good friends.  Upon investigation, it turns out that the children were taken by Blind Michael, a figure from a children's nursery rhyme, and he plans to change them into either "riders" or "ridden," i.e., magical horses.  This book is much darker than the previous two, I thought, and Toby finds herself in much greater danger,  much of it self-imposed.  She can't abide the thought of any children being in Blind Michael's control, so even though the quest seems suicidal, she has no choice but to try to rescue them.
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I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; love these books, I think they're wonderful.  They're both fantasy and mystery, and both aspects are very well done.  I had originally picked up "Rosemary and Rue" at the library, but loved it so much that I purchased it for the Kindle, too, so that I have all of the books on it.  There are two more under contract, and at least three more to come.  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0756406668/Willasjournal"&gt;Late Eclipses&lt;/a&gt; will be released in March, followed by "One Salt Sea."
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When the Amazon Kindles came out a couple of years ago, I thought they were cool, but way too expensive.  Then I got my iPhone, and Amazon offered the free Kindle for iPhone app, and I was able to read ebooks on my phone.  I had gotten used to reading on a handheld device when I had a Palm Pilot, and I enjoyed it.  I also didn't really want to carry around an ebook reader; if I was going to do that, I might as well carry around a book.
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But the newest generation came out recently, and they now had a wifi-only version that was priced at $139, which I thought was a much more reasonable price, so I was thinking about getting one.  Then I was in Target over the weekend, and they had them, so I bought one.
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I got home with it, took it out of the box, and plugged it in to charge.  Then I got online and tried to register it at Amazon, but just got an error message.  From what I could tell, it should be possible to register through the website, so after trying a couple of times wiht no luck, I called Amazon customer service.  At first, I got someone in India, of course.  She got the same error message I did, so she put me on hold and transferred me over to some uber-Kindle customer service support department.
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The guy on the phone talked me through getting to several hidden menus, and tried several different things, but he wasn't able to get it to work, either.  I asked him if I had to have WIFI on to make it work, but he said I didn't.  We have WIFI at home, but for some reason, I'm not able to connect to it.  Bob is, so in the interest of not breaking his connection, I'm willing to be wired.
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Anyway, the guy finally decided that there was something wrong with the Kindle, and said that he could overnight a replacement to me if I wanted.  I said that I would rather try to exchange it at Target first, but would call back if I couldn't.  So I packed it back up and headed to Target.  I went to the electronics department first rather than customer service.  I took the box out of the bag and said, "I bought this here a little while ago," and before I could finish my sentence, the guy waiting on me said, "We don't have those."
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I said, well, yes, you do, I bought it here, and he said no, we don't, you couldn't have.  So I just stood there and looked at him, and he sighed and said, "Let me see the receipt," like he was going to say, "Aha! You didn't buy it here, you moron."  So I handed him the receipt, and he said, "Well, this is my store.  They must have gotten them in while I was at lunch."  I guess it was too much to expect him to apologize, and he didn't.  He just said, go over to customer service and I'll bring a new one over.  Fine, whatever.
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When I got home with the new one, I got the same error message.  Of course.  So I called Amazon customer service again, but this time the person I talked to first told me that they had been having trouble registering the Kindles from Target.  Apparently they hadn't done something to them that they should have before they shipped them out.  This time we went through a few menus, but the customer support guy eventually said that he could register it remotely.  He said it might take an hour or so, but just to leave it plugged in, and it would eventually register.
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So I waited awhile, restarted it, and sure enough, it showed that it was registered to me.  I read the manual and discovered that I could mount it as a drive on my desktop computer and import documents that way, so I did that.
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Then on Sunday I went to Panera Bread for a late lunch, and holed up in an easy chair and downloaded the rest of my books, organized everything, and basically spent a couple of hours getting it just the way I wanted.
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I haven't really read a lot on it yet, but I like it, and I do see why it's so popular.  I still like the option of reading on my phone, and I like that they sync up, so no matter which one I pick up, I can start reading at the spot where I left off.  I don't like the fact that it isn't backlit, and I can't read it in low light, but I suppose that's actually good, since it's probably better for my eyes, but it is inconvenient.  But I basically just treat it like a book, and sit by a lamp, and if I wake up in the night, can't go back to sleep, and want to read and not wake Bob up, I read on the phone.
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Usually during the week I have granola (Kellogg's Low Fat Granola with Raisins) and yogurt for breakfast.  I put the granola in a zip-lock bag or one of the littlest plastic containers, pack it with my lunch and take it to work to eat when I get in.  If I eat breakfast too early, i.e., at home, I'm starving before lunchtime, but if I wait until 9:30 when I get to work, then it will carry me through to noon.
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Once in awhile, maybe once every two weeks or so, I'll drive through McDonald's on the way to work and get an Egg McMuffin or bacon, egg and cheese bagel.  I'll do this if I'm running late and didn't have time to pack my breakfast/lunch--if I have McDonald's for breakfast I probably won't eat much for lunch, maybe just some snacks from the kitchen at work.  Or if I have a meeting right away when I get to work, and know I won't be able to eat my breakfast, or if I know it's going to be a hard morning.
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This morning Bob was going fishing and he needed to take a few things from the grocery store, and he also had to pick up something somewhere else, so I went to the grocery store for him.  I almost never get going that early on the weekends, or on my day off!  So after I went to the store, I drove through Wendy's to try their breakfast.  I had a coupon for a free breakfast combo.  I chose the Artisan Egg Sandwich on ciabatta, with potato seasoned wedges, and it was great!
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Aw man.  I just went to the Wendy's website, and it didn't mention breakfast at all, then I went to their Facebook page, and apparently the Kansas City area is a testbed for breakfast items.  I hope it does well and they keep it, I thought it was really excellent.  And no more expensive than McDonald's -- the sandwich, side and drink would have been $4.34, if I had had to pay for it, which I didn't.  Now I'm worried.  I might have to get it tomorrow, too, just in case it goes away . . .
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We got Friday off as well as today, so I had a four day weekend.  It was really a nice break.  I didn't accomplish a whole lot, I guess, but I got somethings done that I'd been needing to do.  I got the oil changed in my car, and got my hair cut and colored.  I bought a new clothes hamper for the bedroom, since Dinah has destroyed mine.  I got out the sock that I put away in March after I got out of the hospital, and started knitting on it again, and I had a great nap this afternoon.  It was a good weekend.
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September might be my favorite month.  I've always loved Fall, and I always loved going back to school.  It wasn't so much the school part that I loved, I guess, but all the accoutrements.  New notebooks and notebook paper and pencils and erasers.  I still have a cardboard pencil box that I had in gradeschool, maybe 2nd or 3rd grade.  I loved getting my school supplies and putting them in the box, putting paper in the notebooks, getting everything ready for the first day back.
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After weeks of temperatures in the high 90's and low 100's, it's cooled off, and last night it almost felt like Fall.  When I got home tonight I opened the windows and turned off the air conditioner.  Bob may want it on again tonight when we go to bed, but for now, I'm enjoying the breeze through the windows, and Dinah seems to be enjoying it, too.  She spends a lot of her time now between the drapes and the sliding glass door in the back, just watching.  So now she can smell the outdoors, too, as well as watch.
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I've been struggling for awhile with notetaking at work.  I tried to move completely over to digital, with the iPhone, and iCal, etc., on the computer, but it's really not possible to take notes on the iPhone.  Sometimes I would take my laptop to meetings, but I think that's distracting to the other party, and, again, not really conducive to taking notes.  
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So I'd been using a spiral notebook, pretty much a page a day, making lists of the projects I'm in charge of, staffing requirements, things like that.  But a couple of times lately I've wanted to refer to a calendar, and the iPhone calendar wasn't really what I wanted.  So I bought a datebook, just a month on a two-page spread one, so that I could have a calendar in front of me when we're making scheduling decisions.  But then I end up carrying the spiral notebook &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; the calendar, and it was getting kind of cumbersome.
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So I decided to go back to a day planner.  I'm definitely not abandoning the iPhone, far from it, but I'm conceding that sometimes, paper and pen are just better.  I still have a beautiful leather Franklin Planner binder that I got a few years ago.  I went to look at their fillers, though, and didn't find anything that I wanted.  I used to use the "Blooms" fillers, but they changed them and they're incredibly ugly now.  And I need a certain layout that few of their fillers were using.  So I looked around some more, and ended up buying a Day Timer filler.  I haven't used them for years, but so far it's working out well.
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I couldn't find any 2010 fillers in town, so I bought one that starts in January 2011, and also some undated month pages, and I've been using them, but this morning I went ahead and ordered a July 2010-June 2011 filler from Amazon.  It was discounted a little bit (not much) since half the year is over, but I decided it was worth it just to save aggravation.
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What I found with the spiral notebook/calendar system was that it was hard to find specific things when I was looking for them.  With the Day Timer (or Franklin Planner, or any other system), there's a place for appointments, a place for phone calls, a "to do" list, and a page for notes (I use the two page per day system).  It's heavy to carry around, but honestly, it makes me happy, so I'll deal with that.
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It feels a little like buying new school supplies, and that makes me happy, too.
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This was an &lt;a href="http://www.teleread.com/2010/07/08/valuing-ebooks-is-it-a-sensory-problem/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+teleread%2FKHnj+%28TeleRead%3A+Bring+the+E-Books+Home%29&amp;utm_content=Bloglines"&gt;interesting article&lt;/a&gt; about the value of ebooks and why readers are so up in arms about their cost.  The initial reason is probably that when Amazon came out with the Kindle, one of the big draws was that they said that most ebooks would be $9.99.  As ereaders gain in popularity, publishing companies are scrambling to figure out the market, and trying to find the correct price point.
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There are a lot of discussions on the Amazon message boards about Kindle book pricing, and a lot of anger, even going so far as to start boycotts against any book with a price higher than $12.99.  I don't claim to understand all of the ramifications, but apparently part of the problem is that Amazon discounts the physical books, but isn't allowed to discount the ebooks, so you will quite often see an ebook at a higher price than the physical book which, when you think about it, makes no sense at all.
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You run into instances like this:
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"Don't Kill the Messenger" is a trade paperback originally priced at $15.00.  Amazon discounts it to $10.20, but the ebook edition is $12.99.  I wanted to read it, but I just couldn't justify it at that price, so I put it on the waiting list at the library.
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When you buy a book, the main thing that you should be buying is the content, but of course, when you consider a physical book, a lot of the appeal is the packaging.  I kind of like separating the content from the packaging--I have often seen a book that I would like to read, but I'm turned off by the font, or the paper, or something else, and don't buy it.  I don't have those constraints with an ebook--they all look the same, so it's just the content that's important.
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I used to want to own the books I read, but over the last few years I've gotten away from that.  Part of it is expense--I seldom re-read a book, so it doesn't really make a lot of sense to buy them if I can get them at the library.  The other consideration is space.  I have a LOT of books.  I've been slowly getting rid of some of them, either selling them (either at Half Price Books or online at Amazon or Half.com) or donating them to the library.  
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Ebooks don't take up any physical space, so it's easy to have a library of hundreds of books that will fit in the palm of your hand.  I enjoy reading on my iPhone; I know a lot of people don't, they think the screen is too small, but I actually enjoy it a lot.  I download a lot of free samples of books, but I really do think long and hard before I spend the money on one.  At $.99 or $1.99 it's not a big deal, even $6.39 isn't bad, but when it gets up over $9.99, I definitely have second thoughts.
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The article I referenced above made me think, and I believe the author made a lot of good points.  I don't buy $4.00 cups of coffee, but I will buy a couple of lunches on the weekends while I'm out running errands; I don't have a problem spending $10 on lunch, so why do I have a problem spending $10 for an ebook?  I think it's the issue of necessity.  No, I don't have to eat out--and seldom do, anymore--but I do have to eat.  I don't generally &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; a new book.  I have a lot of books that I haven't read yet, so I could read one of those, or I could put the book on the hold list at the library and wait a couple of weeks.
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Spending ten dollars or more on an ebook seems frivolous, extravagant.  Which is why I've been so pleased to do the &lt;a href="http://www.swagbucks.com/refer/willac"&gt;Swagbucks&lt;/a&gt; thing and earn a few Amazon gift cards.  I still think a long time before I buy a $9.99 ebook, but at least when I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; buy one, the price is coming out of a gift card, and not going onto a credit card.
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A lot of Anne Tyler books came out in ebook form in the last month or so, and I bought my favorite, of course, &lt;i&gt;Ladder of Years&lt;/i&gt;.  I paid $9.99 for it, using a gift card; I noticed it on the Amazon homepage yesterday, and I thought the pricing was pretty funny:
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I've tried a few online money making opportunities, but most of the time they're a lot of work for very little return, or require you to spend money up front that you will probably never recoup.  I thankfully never got involved in any of those.  I've been using &lt;a href="http://www.swagbucks.com/refer/willac"&gt;Swagbucks&lt;/a&gt; for about a month, and have managed to acquire $30 worth of Amazon gift cards.  They have a lot of other prizes that you can trade your points in for, but so far I've only been interested in the Amazon cards.  When I tried to trade in points for another one last night, I got a message that you were only allowed to get 5 of the same prize in the same calendar month, so after the first I can get 2 more.  Or I might save up my points for an iTunes gift card this time.
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The way it works is, you go to the &lt;a href="http://www.swagbucks.com/refer/willac"&gt;Swagbucks&lt;/a&gt; homepage to do your searching, rather than using Google or some other search engine.  Just doing this normally, you'll randomly win some "swagbucks," usually 7 or 8, or sometimes as many as 50.  There are also surveys that you can do; I seldom qualify for them, but if you do, they pay 50-200 "bucks" upon completion.  
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There are also special offers and "tasks" that you can perform.  The special offers are the usual--Netflix, book clubs, credit card offers, insurance quotes, etc.--they pay very well, but I would only do those if it was actually something I was interested in.  If I wasn't already a member of Netflix, I could sign up and get 850 &lt;a href="http://www.swagbucks.com/refer/willac"&gt;Swagbucks&lt;/a&gt;, which would be almost enough for 2 $5 Amazon gift cards.  The tasks (listed under "Special Offers/Wall 1") are mostly search-related, i.e., they give you a search term and you copy and paste what you believe is the most relevant search result, or you're choosing categories for a list of items.
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I'm pretty good at the search ones, but not so great at the categorization; still, if I spend an hour or so at it over the weekend, I can end up with another hundred points or so.  Voting in the Daily Poll gets you one point, as does visiting the survey page, even if there aren't any surveys for you to fill out.  One thing I almost missed--on the Survey page, there's a section for Profiles, asking you questions on everything from automobiles to snack foods.  The profiles are worth 50-100 points each.  They take quite awhile to fill out, but they reward you fairly well.
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On one hand, it seems kind of silly.  After all, $5 isn't that much.  But it's kind of hard for me to spend $9.99 or more for a Kindle ebook; $25 in gift card currency makes me feel rich!  Swagbucks doesn't cost anything to use, you don't have to give them a credit card, there is really no downside that I can see.
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Following any of the links in this post will get to you my referral page, and if you sign up, Swagbucks will give me the same amount of bucks that you win, up to a certain level.  Pyramid marketing is where the money is!
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I read &lt;a href="http://www.crazyauntpurl.com/archives/2010/06/at_the_movies.php"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.crazyauntpurl.com/"&gt;Crazy Aunt Purl&lt;/a&gt; this morning, and was going to comment on it, but comments are off, so I thought I'd just write my own blog post instead.  She talks about wanting to know the ending of a movie before she sees it, and about books, she says:
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I flip to the last page in a particularly engaging mystery book. Yep, you heard me. I like to know how it ends because then I can go back and enjoy the unraveling of the story. After all, it's fiction, it's fantasy. Maybe it's because in real life I never know what will happen next. Or maybe I'm just wound too tightly. It doesn't bother me one bit but Lord it seems to freak other people out. The idea of the surprise ending is sacrosanct. 
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&lt;i&gt;I'm going to mention some spoilers of my own, so you might not want to read this if you haven't seen The Phantom Menace, or read John Harvey's "Cold in Hand," Elizabeth George's "With No One as Witness," or the Harry Potter series.&lt;/i&gt;
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I don't know if I've ever written about that topic before, but I'd be surprised if I haven't.  While I'm reading a book I'll sometimes start to worry that the hero, the dog, the child, whatever, is going to die or be killed.  I don't actually read the ending, but what I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; do is kind of flip through the last pages and see if the dog, cat, hero, child, etc., is mentioned or, specifically, if they have dialog.  If they do, then no worries, I can relax and enjoy the story.
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The movie that I remember most clearly being shocked when the hero died is The Phantom Menace.  I couldn't believe they killed Liam Neeson off!  I was completely invested in that character and was completely stunned when he died.  There are a couple of mystery books I can remember that killed off major characters very suddenly and surprisingly, one is the Elizabeth George's &lt;i&gt;With No One as Witness&lt;/i&gt;, one of the "Thomas Lynley" mystery series.  His wife was killed off, and she was pregnant.  The relationship between Lynley and Helen was lovely, and I was looking forward to its unfolding.  But she was murdered on her doorstep in a senseless killing.
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I recently read a John Harvey book, "Cold in Hand," I believe it was.  He was in the first months of a romantic relationship with a major character, another police officer, and she was killed in a shootout.  That was another one that I just couldn't believe, I thought surely she would survive, but no.  There again, I thought the domestic scenes were the most interesting, but I suppose I may be in the minority there.  I don't know what the motivation of the writer was, but I found  myself very disappointed.  
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I guess the other big one is the death of Professor Dumbledore in the Harry Potter series.  I knew how that one was going to turn out before I read the book, so I wasn't surprised.
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I don't necessarily want to know how all the books I read turn out, but I also don't really mind "spoilers."  I don't want to know all the details, of course, but in general I read for the enjoyment of the story, not for the outcome.  I read a lot of mysteries, but usually I don't actually care "whodunit."  I don't generally try to figure out the mystery, I just read the book.  Because it's a &lt;I&gt;story&lt;/I&gt;.  It isn't true, someone made it up, so they can make it be anything they like.  So it doesn't really matter.  It's the story that's important.  At least that's my opinion.
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I wouldn't say I had the most productive of weekends, but it wasn't bad.  Friday night I met some friends for dinner, which was fun.  I don't do that often, but I always enjoy it.  Barb was in town for a wedding, so I met her and Patti and Nancy at Cheeseburger in Paradise and ate &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; too much, but had a great time.  
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I got home around 9:00, but since I'd had a drink at dinner (only one!), I was falling asleep by 10:00, so I went ahead and went to bed.  I didn't have anything in particular to do on Saturday, which was good since it rained like the end of the world.  It cleared off in the early afternoon and I went out and ran a few errands and had a late lunch at Chipotl&amp;eacute;, then came home and ended up going upstairs and taking a nap, then reading in bed for most of the evening.
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So of course I was wide awake, and stayed up &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; too late watching streaming movies on Netflix, which I love.  I watched "Monsters, Inc." and "Up," neither of which I had seen.  "Up" hit a little too close to home, and made me cry, but I loved both of them.
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I didn't get to bed until about 2:30, which normally would have been fine, but I had agreed to participate in a study that a university is going on interactions in groups in Second Life.  My timeslot was 9:00 a.m. - 11:00 a.m. this morning, which wasn't too bad, but I could definitely have stayed in bed a while longer.  But I didn't, I got up, washed my face, and signed on.
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I can't really talk about it since the study is ongoing, but there are details &lt;a href="http://scribes.colostate.edu/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  I see that the study has been closed for now, but they may open it up again in July.  They were paying $5,000 Linden (the Second Life virtual currency), which equates to about $20, so it was fun &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; worthwhile.  It was a Victorian mystery that you had to solve by teamwork with 5 or 6 other people, then answer some survey questions afterwards.  I found it a little hard to get into at first, but it was fun once it got going.
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After the SL stuff, I boxed up some books to take to Half Price Books to sell.  I've been doing that about every weekend; it doesn't pay much, but it gets some stuff out of the house and gives me a little extra pocket money.  Last week I did pretty well, and got $25.00; this week I only got $6.  But I always figure it's $6 I didn't have yesterday, and it cleared some space on the bookshelves.
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I always check Amazon to see if any of the books are worth anything, and if they appear to be, I'll list them for sale there since I can normally get LOTS more for them there than at Half Price.  But there's the hassle of packing them up and mailing them, of course, so it probably all balances out.  Unless I run across one that's worth quite a bit.  If I can sell a book for $50 or so--and I have--then it's obviously worth the packaging and the trip to the post office.
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I remember when &lt;a href="http://liorahess.com/"&gt;Liora&lt;/a&gt; was talking about selling books and using the proceeds to buy her Kindle.  At the time, I thought I would never sell my books, but I've gotten out of that mindset.  I have books that are 20 or 30 years old, or older, that I'll never look at again.  With the internet, I don't really need reference books, and I'm finding I'm less and less inclined to want to purchase fiction books that I won't re-read.  And I'm trying to practice non-attachment.  It's going pretty well so far.
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This is something that has always bugged me:  Someone calls, or IMs, or walks in my office and says, "Are you busy?"  My answer is always, "I don't know, it depends.  What do you need?"  The right way to ask the question is, "Do you have time to help me with something?" or, "Are you too busy to help me with something?"  I will almost always say, "sure, I can help you," or maybe, "I can help you in a few minutes once I finish what I'm in the middle of."  But "Are you busy?" is just so irritating.  I'm always busy doing &lt;I&gt;something&lt;/I&gt;, and if I'm not, what does that say about me?  "Nope, not doing a thing, just sitting here taking up space." 
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Someone asked me today, "are you at maximum capacity?"  Here again, it depends.  Why are you asking?  Do you want to offload a client to me, or do you just want to talk something through?  I can definitely talk, but I'm probably not willing to take on another client unless there's a really good reason for it.  "Maximum capacity" is dependent on what you want me to do.  Maybe I'm being too literal, but there are just certain things that set me off.
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Another one is being asked to "like" all those Facebook pages like "if you can't afford a 20% tip, don't go out to dinner," or "I'll have a Diet Coke with my quarter-pounder, I'm on a diet."  Why are people so freaking judgmental?  I know they're just silly things, but frankly, who cares?  If you want to publicize that you like it, fine, but why ask me to join you?  And who has so much time to spend on Facebook during the day anyway?  Rather than continue to be irritated every time I read one of those, I finally figured out all I had to do was hide the people who do it.  My brain is now much calmer.
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Now get off my lawn!
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Had a really nice, quiet, enjoyable day today.  It started out taking Dinah to the vet, which wasn't exactly enjoyable (especially for her), but wasn't too bad.  Bob left for the golf course around the same time as Dinah and I left for the vet; I brought Dinah home, then headed out again to run a few errands.  Bob called me while I was at the post office standing in line.  He said he was going to stop and pick up a sandwich and wanted to know if I wanted anything.  I said no, that I was going to stop and get something to eat while I was out.  A few minutes later he called back and said his brother had called and he had run out to where he was and help him do something with his car, so it was just as well!
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After the post office, I went to Subway for lunch.  I got there right in the middle of a huge rush--the guy in front of me was ordering five sandwiches and the group in front of him must have ordered six--but I wasn't in any particular hurry, so I didn't mind waiting--much.  I have to admit I did get a little antsy.  The guys working there were kind of slow; it always takes quite awhile there, because every sandwich is made to order, but sometimes it's faster than other times.  And they apparently have a new policy of cutting the sandwiches in half and wrapping them separately, so that adds to the time.
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This particular Subway also seems to always be playing particularly irritating music, usually a hard rock radio station, which, when combined with a shop full of people, three people working behind the counter, etc., makes for a somewhat noisy place.  But I stuck it out, got my sandwich, and sat in a corner booth for awhile reading.  It quieted down pretty quickly, thankfully.
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After lunch I went to Target for groceries, and got home in the middle of the afternoon.  Bob was upstairs watching golf or something; I put the groceries away and sat down to read for awhile, then decided that a nap sounded lovely.  I went upstairs, read for a little while until my eyes closed and the book dropped from my hands, and ended up sleeping for, I think, around two hours.  
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Later, Bob grilled hamburgers outside, I made pasta salad, and we had a really nice, summery dinner.  He doesn't usually get Saturdays off, so it was nice for both of us to get to do things that we liked to do during the day, then spend the evening together.
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The last couple of nights I've been up until around 1:00 a.m. working on formatting &lt;i&gt;Fallen Angel&lt;/i&gt; for various outlets.  It's now at &lt;a href=""&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt; in Kindle format, &lt;a href=""&gt;Smashwords&lt;/a&gt; in about a dozen different formats, and &lt;a href=""&gt;Lulu&lt;/a&gt; as PDF, as well as PDF &lt;a href="http://willacline.blogspot.com/2010/06/fallen-angel.html"&gt;here at my site&lt;/a&gt;.  Last night I added an &lt;a href="http://www.willa.com/journal/fallen_angel_excerpt.shtml"&gt;excerpt&lt;/a&gt;.  All of the editions are the same price, $1.99.  This price will remain until the end of June, when it will go up to $2.99.
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I've also been working on jewelry.  I spent one evening sitting in front of the television watching the Food Channel and making earrings.  I just need to photograph and post them.  I'll try to do that tomorrow.  That's the hardest part, actually, the most time-consuming part.  I really enjoy actually making things.
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I get an "Angel of the Month" email from &lt;a href="http://innerlinks.com/"&gt;Innerlinks&lt;/a&gt;, the makers of &lt;a href="https://innerlinks.com/products.php#7"&gt;Angel Cards&lt;/a&gt;. (To get your own Angel of the Month, sign up &lt;a href="https://innerlinks.com/login1.php?id=1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.) I've chosen to see it as a sign, and use "Awakening" as my theme for the month of June.
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Another motivator, or inspiration, was running across this sometime last week: &lt;a href="http://30daysofcreativity.com/"&gt;30 Days of Creativity&lt;/a&gt;.  Sometimes I just need a push, and this month I'm pushing myself.
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In addition to the Kindle, Kindle books can be read on the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/feature.html/ref=ms_sbrspot_5?ie=UTF8&amp;docId=1000493771"&gt;free Kindle app&lt;/a&gt;, available for Mac, PC, iPhone, Blackberry, and iPad.  
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If you don't have a Kindle, and don't want to use the Kindle app--maybe you would prefer to print it out rather than read it on the screen--I've made a PDF version available for the same price as the Kindle version ($1.99).  To purchase the PDF version, just click on the "Buy Now" button below and you will be taken to the Paypal site to complete your purchase.  As soon as I receive notification of payment, I'll email you the PDF, so watch for it in your email!
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&lt;b&gt;REVIEWS:&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five Star Review&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Now this is what I call a feel good read!
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I totally believe in guardian angels and the signs that we ask for when we need some guidance and help, so I could totally relate to this book. Sarah was a lovely main character and although she suffered some heartache in her life she didn't go on and on and on about it like some books that I have read, she just dealt with it in her own way without really bothering everyone else in her new life in Saratosa. Zach well, sorry but I just fell in love with him, he was just so adorable and such a believable guardian angel. I have never been to the USA but willa described this beautiful place in Florida so well I felt that I had been there.
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I loved the story line, it was not complicated, it was just a story that could have happened to anyone. It was a totally believable storyline.
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At first I thought it was too short a book, however when it finished...and I will say that the last few lines made me cry, I realised...yes that's where the book should end!
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Thank you Willa for writing such a simple and beautiful story, I almost felt I was watching a movie as I could see all the characters so well.
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I would recommend this book! 
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&lt;i&gt;~Firedrake, on Amazon&lt;/i&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Four Star Review&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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there is much to be found in this book. from angels that kick butt to angels that make your teenager look sane, you will definately find something to love here.
but there is something missing to the story. while zach is amazing (can i have one? please?) and sarah is fun, there is something missing between the beginning and the end. it seems the story ended too soon (what happened to zach? what was with that council of angels? are yukemi and carmiel going to come back?) with many plot points left untied.
all i can hope for is a sequel to solve those conundrums. but it is still a wonderful book, with all the right things to make you fall in love over and over again
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&lt;i&gt;~Amazon customer review&lt;/i&gt; 
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Mentioned in &lt;a href="http://indieparanormalbooksreviews.blogspot.com/2010/12/friday-finds-sweet-indie-deals-dec-31.html"&gt;Friday Finds - Sweet Indie Deals&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://indieparanormalbooksreviews.blogspot.com/"&gt;Indie Paranormal Book Reviews&lt;/a&gt;.
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five Star Review&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
An urban fantasy that starts off with the protagonist owning her own bookstore grabs my attention right away because that's one of my fantasies and that of most anyone who loves books. The descriptions were delicious -- life in a small Florida town, working in an independent bookstore (with resident feline) and encountering mysterious angels. The story flowed smoothly, and I enjoyed watching the protagonist gradually open to love and risk. A feel-good read that isn't overly sugary, which is sometimes a hard balance to achieve. I hope to see more by this author. 
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~Liora Hess, on Amazon
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&lt;b&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/b&gt;
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Fallen Angel is now also available at &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Fallen-Angel/Willa-Cline/e/2940011055270"&gt;Barnes &amp; Noble&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ebookstore.sony.com/ebook/willa-cline/fallen-angel/"&gt;Sony eReader&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/15959?ref=willa"&gt;Smashwords&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/content/e-book/fallen-angel/8918044"&gt;Lulu.com&lt;/a&gt;.
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I'm immersed in books lately.  It seems to have started after my recuperation from surgery.  Once I was able to concentrate on something other than bad television, I started reading, and I haven't stopped yet.  I've read 44 books so far this year, which compares favorably to the number of books I was reading years ago before I started spending so much time on the computer.
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I've been checking out books from the library, but I've also been reading a lot on my iPhone, which I'd rather do, actually, except for the minor point of &lt;I&gt;buying&lt;/I&gt; all those books.  I ran across &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/blog/post/PLNK8XQOLITU7IEX"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; about the Kindle this morning on the Amazon blog:
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And...of interest to me as a critical reader...one of the anticipated minuses turned out to be a plus, in a way. There were no clues--no jacket, no typographical design, no author photo, no blurbs...nothing to influence my response to the book except the words themselves. I read everything a little more carefully.
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--Lee Child
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That's one of the reasons that I like reading electronically also.  I'm kind of a snob about books; if I pick a book up off the shelf, either in a bookstore or in the library, I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; judge it by the cover.  I also judge it by the typeface, how large the type is, the size and heft of the book, whether it has deckled page edges (which I dislike) or not, etc.  The biggest thing for me is the typesize and no, I don't want it larger so I don't have to wear my reading glasses, I want it to be small.  I like long books, I like being able to immerse myself in a book for days.
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I also especially like trade paperbacks.  That's probably my favorite format.  But with an ereader, none of those considerations come into play.  As Child says, it's just the words.  And I do find myself reading pretty much all of them, unlike how I tend to read a paper book.  I don't speed read or skim, really, but I do tend to skip over long descriptions of fights or battles or landscapes.  An interesting note -- Bob has been known to pick up a book and reject it because it has too much dialog, while I'll reject a book because it has too &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; dialog.
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What I find with an ebook, particularly reading on the iPhone with the small screen, is that I read more closely, and feel like I get more out of it.  It seems like a more personal, more intimate experience, I think.  It's kind of the same way with audiobooks.  I think I get a more complete understanding of a book by listening to it, because for some reason I pay more attention than I do when I'm reading a book.
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Of course, I guess that's not exactly a &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; thing, since I only listen to audiobooks while I'm driving . . . [I first typed that as "deriving," as in, "I only listen to audiobooks while I'm deriving."  :)  I derive much pleasure from audiobooks, btw.
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I had a couple of clients who were using Blogger as their blogging platform, and updating through FTP, which is no longer available as of yesterday.  I got both of their blogs converted and updated so that they could continue to update their blogs through Blogger as they always had.
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I hadn't decided what to do about mine.  I had been thinking about converting to Wordpress, and I also thought that I could just do the blog manually, like I used to.  Last night I sat down and opened up the test Wordpress blog that I set up months ago, but I just couldn't do it.  I wasn't ready to give up the template that I had designed.  I know that you can use customized designs with Wordpress if you install the software on your own server, but I just wasn't ready to tackle that, either.  And all of the links I have in the sidebar; I would have to either give them up, or duplicate them.
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So I thought, well, I'll just do the blog manually like I used to, and I started working on templates, stripping out the Blogger code, and then I realized that I was breaking ALL of the previous entries.  So I had to start backtracking, undoing, checking . . .  What a pain.
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I ended up converting the blog to a "Blogspot" blog, which means that future entries will be on Blogger/Google's servers, not on my own.  I will back them up, of course.  I had to do a bunch of work on the templates anyway, to make everything work, and I stopped the conversion before it got to the point where it adds forwarding code, so all of the previous entries haven't been affected.  I would appreciate it if anyone notices anything weird, or something that doesn't work, if they would let me know.  Now, for every image and every link, I have to put in the complete path, which is also a pain, and not really good code, but it'll have to do.
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&lt;a href="http://www.willa.com/journal/2009/09/electricity.shtml"&gt;Last September&lt;/a&gt; (I looked it up -- the benefits of having an online journal) we had weird electrical problems, but Bob fixed it, and I didn't worry about it anymore.  Then on Wednesday or Thursday he called me at work and said that we were having the same kind of issues, that he thought he needed to replace the GFI, but for now the outlets in the bathrooms didn't work.
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When I got home that night I put water on the stove to boil, and when I turned on the burner, the lights in the kitchen dimmed, like a brownout.  Deja vu.  I turned off the stove, the lights came back on, I turned it on, the lights went out.  The GFI had tripped, so I reset it, and then all the lights on the first floor stayed out.  I went down to the basement to check the breakers; they were all on, but I flipped them just in case.  Nothing happened, so I went upstairs, where we had lights, and read.
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When Bob got home, he replaced the GFI, but it didn't help.  He tried several things, with me running up and down the basement stairs to flip the breaker on and off, but no luck.  So he talked to an electrician friend of his, who came over the next day to check things out.  They discovered that it was a bad breaker outside--they said it was actually melted, and broken, so it was definitely good that we discovered it when we did!
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I was reading &lt;a href="http://www.crazyauntpurl.com/archives/2010/04/wednesday_1.php"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; this morning (Crazy Aunt Purl), about how she loves to re-read books and watch movies over and over, and some of her commenters said they don't do that.  I do have favorite movies that I can watch many times, but I almost never re-read a book.  I think it seems like wasted time to me.  But it got me thinking, because I do have a &lt;i&gt;few&lt;/i&gt; books that I have read more than once.  So I made a list.  I could only come up with five.
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Ten&lt;/strike&gt; Five Favorite Books&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Ladder of Years - Anne Tyler
&lt;li&gt;Miracle and Other Christmas Stories - Connie Willis
&lt;li&gt;Timeline - Michael Crichton
&lt;li&gt;Under the Dome - Stephen King
&lt;li&gt;American Gods - Neil Gaiman
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It was easier to come up with ten movies.
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Ten&lt;/strike&gt; Fifteen Favorite Movies&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Beverly Hills Chihuahua
&lt;li&gt;Bolt
&lt;li&gt;The Phantom Menace
&lt;li&gt;The Money Pit
&lt;li&gt;Grosse Pointe Blank
&lt;li&gt;Christmas With the Kranks
&lt;li&gt;Love Actually
&lt;li&gt;School of Rock
&lt;li&gt;The Bourne Identity
&lt;li&gt;The Terminal
&lt;li&gt;Home Alone
&lt;li&gt;The Commitments
&lt;li&gt;Robots
&lt;li&gt;Under the Tuscan Sun
&lt;li&gt;The Incredibles
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I've been working my way through the free Kindle books that I've downloaded from Amazon over the last year or so.  I don't download every free one that is offered, but if I think there's a possibility that I might enjoy it, I do.  Sometimes I'll read a few pages and decide I don't like it, and will delete it, but there have been some that I've really enjoyed, and have gone on to buy other books from the same author, so it seems that, at least from my perspective, the strategy works.
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The latest series that I've been reading is Elizabeth Moons "Vatta's War" series.  I would never have purchased the first book, "Trading in Danger," at the bookstore--it looks very military, very much a "space opera."  But I tried it, and I &lt;i&gt;loved&lt;/i&gt; it.  So much so that I'm reading the rest of the books in the series.  I'm currently reading the third one, "Engaging the Enemy," and finished the second, "Marque and Reprisal" over the weekend.  There are two more.
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The series is about a young woman who is something of a black sheep in her very business-minded family, a family who owns a very successful shipping company.  The woman, Kylara, declines to join the family business, and instead decides to go into the military, and enrolls in military school.  Through what was basically a misunderstanding, she's thrown out of the school, and comes home in disgrace.
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In order to get her out of town until the scandal blows over, her father asks her to take command of an old spaceship that needs to be take to the scrapyard.  He assigns her a basic crew, and sends her off. All hell breaks loose after that.  I'm really enjoying reading about Ky and her adventures. 
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I have read all the books in Kim Harrison's "The Hollows" series, and was looking forward to the latest, "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0061138037/Willasjournal"&gt;Black Magic Sanction&lt;/a&gt;," which was released in February.  I don't buy hardback books anymore (except for Jim Butcher's "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/045146317X/Willasjournal"&gt;Dresden Files&lt;/a&gt;" books that I buy for Bob); I either put the book on hold at the library and wait, wait for the paperback, or, increasingly, wait for the ebook version.
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Publishers are now tending to hold the ebook version for a period of time after the hardback comes out; this seems to have started with Stephen King's "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1439148503/Willasjournal"&gt;Under the Dome&lt;/a&gt;" (which I ended up buying in both hardcover, audio, &lt;I&gt;and&lt;/I&gt; ebook versions).  Before that, it seems that the ebook versions were released at the same time as the hardback.  But I can understand the motivation--it appears that the publishers believe that if the ebook version isn't available, people will just go ahead and pay for the hardback version, although I don't think that's true.
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In any event, it isn't true for me.  I'll wait.  I was looking forward to Ms. Harrison's latest book, and the release date for the ebook version was April 6.  I could have pre-ordered it a month or so ago at $8.65, but since most Kindle books at Amazon are $9.99, I figured that wasn't a huge savings, and I might as well just wait and pay the money when it comes out.  But April 6 came and went, and now Amazon is showing the ebook version of Black Magic Sanction as "no longer available."  I also noticed that the Kindle version of Charlaine Harris' "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0441018645/Willasjournal"&gt;Dead in the Family&lt;/a&gt;," her newest, due to publish in May, also appears as "no longer available," and the Kindle version of "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/045146317X/Willasjournal"&gt;Changes&lt;/a&gt;" has disappeared also, although I see that the &lt;I&gt;hardcover&lt;/I&gt; version is listed at $9.99. I ordered it for $12.99 at WalMart, plus a couple of dollars shipping; with all the book pricing volatility it's just impossible to know if you're getting the best deal or not.
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When Black Magic Sanction was theoretically available to purchase in ebook form, the latest price at Amazon was something like $12.65, and another book that I'm interested in reading, Jennifer Crusie's "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B003AYZBES/Willasjournal"&gt;Wild Ride&lt;/a&gt;," is $12.99.  When I saw those prices, I thought, well, I'll wait and they'll come down, like the hardcover prices tend to do.  Ebook version of most backlist books are available at Amazon for around $6.50.  But after reading &lt;a href=
"http://www.booksonboard.com/m/index.php?F=ebooks-agencypricing"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, I suppose they won't, or maybe they won't for a year or more.  I just have no idea.
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I guess one thing I don't understand is, if Amazon and other online retailers are discounting the hardcover versions so steeply, what difference does it make if you pay $9.99 for a hardback or $9.99 for the ebook version?  I don't pretend to understand or know anything about the publishing business, but it would seem to me that publishing a hardback book would cost quite a bit more than producing an ebook version.  I'm not going to get into that argument, because I know you're not paying for the paper itself, but for the work that went into writing and producing it, but an ebook, being only bits, &lt;I&gt;obviously&lt;/I&gt; contains less physical production cost, so if they're being sold for the same price, why not release them at the same time?
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There's &lt;a href="http://kimharrison.wordpress.com/a-page-to-vent-about-e-book-delayed-release/"&gt;a page at Kim Harrison's blog&lt;/a&gt; where she has opened up comments for people to rant about their dissatisfaction with ebook pricing, ebook delayed releases, etc.  Either of things are certainly not the author's fault, and I hate to see people direct their comments at her, or at any author.  They're as much a victim here as anyone.
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I just wrote an extensive review of iPhone ereader apps over at my &lt;a href="http://beautifuliphoneapps.wordpress.com/2010/04/06/iphone-ereader-apps/"&gt;iPhone blog&lt;/a&gt; yesterday.  As I said, I love books, and I love ebooks.  I love the convenience of reading books on apps on my iPhone.  I'm very conscious of price, though, and will very seldom pay what has, up 'til now, been the "normal" ebook price, that is, $9.99.  Still, there are a few books that I &lt;I&gt;will&lt;/I&gt; pay that price for.  I bought Patricia Briggs' "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B0030AOBS4/Willasjournal"&gt;Silver Borne&lt;/a&gt;" last week, and I see that it's still listed at $9.99 for the Kindle version at Amazon.  "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B0030CVRDE/Willasjournal"&gt;A Local Habitation&lt;/a&gt;" by Seanan McGuire is $6.39, but there was no hardcover version, it was released in mass market paperback. 
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While I was reading Kim Harrison's blog yesterday, I discovered that I could buy the "enhanced" combination ebook/audiobook version of Black Magic Sanction for $16.99 in the &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/black-magic-sanction-by-kim/id364873381?mt=8"&gt;iTunes store&lt;/a&gt;.  I do have about $6.50 worth of credit in my iTunes account, so that would make it cost about $10, but I was going to buy &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/swankolab/id363274584?mt=8"&gt;Swankolab&lt;/a&gt; . . . And the thing is, I &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; the idea of buying a dedicated app for one book.  I don't have that much real estate space on my iPhone, I definitely don't want to start loading it up with an app for every book that I want to read.  I guess I could read them, then delete them, but I kind of like hanging on to the ones I like.
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I don't know.  I guess it will be an interesting issue to follow.  I hope they figure it out soon.
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&lt;B&gt;Update:&lt;/b&gt; "Black Magic Sanction" came out in Kindle on April 7, just one day late.  I still haven't bought it, though.  I think I may wait to get it from the library.
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Sadly, the high winds that we had here on Thursday knocked the wreath off the nail that it was hanging on, and broke the eggs that were in the nest.  When I came home Thursday evening I saw the wreath lying on the front porch, and asked Bob to go out and look.  I don't think he was going to tell me that there had been eggs in it, but I had to ask.  I know it's stupid, but it made me cry.
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The day had just been awful.  I've got a former client threatening to sue me, and saying terrible things about me, and I've been worried about the medical bills that are piling up.  Coming home to find the little nest on the ground was kind of the last straw, I guess.  I cried a little bit, then shook it off and changed my clothes, and we went out and ordered a pizza, then drove around a little before coming back to pick it up.  It turned out to be a nice night anyway.
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After the stress of last week, I ended up really taking the weekend off.  I got the oil changed in the car on Saturday, did some grocery shopping, went out and saw my folks today, cooked chicken and rice for dinner, and read three Kindle books on the iPhone.  
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I've been having trouble sleeping; it seems that no matter when I go to bed, I wake up at 4:00 or 4:30 and can't go back to sleep.  It happened Saturday morning, so rather than lie there sleepless, or get up, I got my iPhone and read.  I read Patricia Briggs' "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/044101819X/Willasjournal"&gt;Silver Borne&lt;/a&gt;," which was great.  Briggs is one of my favorite authors.  Silver Borne is the latest in her "Mercy Thompson" series about a shapeshifter--Mercy shifts into coyote form--who was raised with werewolves.  The series is really well written.  She's started another spin-off series called &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0441016154/Willasjournal"&gt;Alpha and Omega&lt;/a&gt; which is wonderful, too.
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Then I read a couple of books that I had gotten for free.  Publishers have started offering Kindle books for free to introduce their authors and hopefully generate some interest in their other books.  I don't download all of the free ones, but if I see one that looks like it might be interesting, I do.  I read &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0441016154/Willasjournal"&gt;You Can't Stop Me&lt;/a&gt;, by Max Allan Collins and Matthew Clemens (although I see that it's no longer free), and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B003B02OLE/Willasjournal"&gt;The Dark Tide&lt;/a&gt;, by Andrew Gross (which is still free).  
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I enjoyed both of them, and ended up buying a second book by Gross, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B001NLKUJG/Willasjournal"&gt;Don't Look Twice&lt;/a&gt;, which I'm reading now.  I really like reading on the iPhone.  If I'm in bed, and I don't want to turn on the light and wake Bob up, I switch the font to white type on a black background, and increase the type size a little.  I like that I can hold it in one hand and touch the screen to flip the pages.  It's getting so I don't really want to hold a big book, I'm so used to reading on the phone.
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After I came out of surgery, I really felt pretty good.  I actually thought that once I was home I could start working and expected to get a lot done the week I was home.  Ha.  That turned out to be VERY far from what actually happened.
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The surgery was on Sunday, and I got to go home on Monday.  The way they do laparoscopic surgery, they blow your abdominal cavity up like a balloon with gas, then make several incisions through which they insert the surgical instruments, fiber optic lights, and something that feeds images to a television monitor.  Or something like that.  Anyway, they fill you up with carbon dioxide gas, and it takes awhile to dissipate.
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It feels like really awful heartburn, and you just have to wait it out.  We filled my pain medication prescription, but taking them made the heartburn worse, so after the first day, I didn't take them.  Everything tasted awful to me.  Bob had gone out and bought pudding cups and jello, and the first night I was home he made me a grilled cheese sandwich and cream of mushroom soup, but I couldn't eat anything.  The only thing that sounded--and tasted--good to me was fruit, so he got me some canned peaches and pineapple and grapefruit, and I ventured out one day and bought some ready-made smoothies, and that's what I lived on for most of the week.
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I couldn't get up enough energy to do anything at all, so I spent most of the week on the couch watching television.  I watched a lot of television, mostly old sitcoms--The Golden Girls, The Cosby Show, like that.  One day I ran across "Early Edition" on the SyFy Network, the show about the guy who gets tomorrow's newspaper each morning, and then goes out and tries to stop all the bad things that are going to happen.  I must have watched five or six episodes in a row.
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I had a hard time sleeping, and spent a couple of nights in the recliner in Bob's office, reading.  One night I didn't sleep at all, I read Barbara Bretton's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B002GOP9KO/Willasjournal"&gt;Laced With Magic&lt;/a&gt;, which she had sent me and which I had been saving.  One day I stayed in bed all day and read &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0553803190/Willasjournal"&gt;Blackout&lt;/a&gt;, by Connie Willis, which I had gotten from the library.
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I spent the whole week like that--watching television, resting, reading--and made a couple of short trips out to the grocery store for fruit and milk and cereal--Rice Krispies was the one other thing that sounded good to me, with bananas.  An hour out was about all I could do before I started really fading, but Bob said it was good for me to get out a little and try to build my strength back up.  I went back to work the next week, and except for getting tired easily, didn't have any ill effects.
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I'm feeling fine now, and seem to be able to eat anything I want.  I assume that the reason food was tasting so weird to me was the anesthetic still working its way out of my system; everything tastes fine now.  I lost about 15 pounds while I was in the hospital, and have put 4 or 5 back on, but that's fine.  I'm just glad to be able to eat again!
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There are two things in play here:
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&lt;li&gt;We never use the front door, we always come in through the garage.
&lt;li&gt;I'm a terrible procrastinator.
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Like I said, we never use the front door, but I do occasionally check to be sure that there aren't things stuck to the door, or that no one has left a package on the front porch.  I checked this morning, and when I opened the door, a bird flew out of the Christmas wreath (see No. 2).
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Yes, the Christmas wreath is still up.  And now it's going to be up until summer, because a bird has built a nest in it.
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When I drove myself to the emergency room, all I took were the clothes on my back and my purse.  Unlike the last time I had surgery, I didn't have time to think about it, worry about it, or plan anything.  I don't know what day it was that Bob asked me if I wanted him to bring me anything, maybe it was Friday.  I asked him to bring me a couple of pairs of underwear, a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt so I would have something clean to go home in when the time came.  
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He asked if I wanted any books or anything, and I told him that there were some library books near my chair, and I asked him to bring me a notebook that I had left in  my car.  He went down immediately (my car was still in the emergency room parking lot) and got the notebook, and moved my car to the regular parking lot -- I was a little worried that they would ticket me if I left it right outside the emergency room for more than a couple of days.
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He brought me the library books and a bag of clothes.  He was so sweet, he said "I tried to color-coordinate" -- he had brought a pair of flannel pajama pants that are kind of a faded red and black plaid, a rose-colored t-shirt and a white one, and a couple of pairs of underwear.  I pulled out a pair of underwear, and said, "Is this the only underwear you brought?"  He pulled out another pair, and I told him that unfortunately the first pair was definitely too small, and the second pair probably was, too.  
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He said something like, why did I have underwear that was too small?  I said well, I don't know, but in any event, I'm going to have abdominal surgery, I don't want to have to squeeze into my underwear to go home.  So he said he would go home and lay out all my underwear and pick out the biggest ones, and he teased me about that the rest of the week, that he had to go home and get "big butt" underwear.  Oh well.
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It turned out that I had pancreatitis.  One of the doctors--there were so many!--told me that, and told me that I was "very sick."  I didn't really realize how sick until it was all over and I looked it up.  
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They were giving me the anti-nausea medication through IV, and pain medication, but weren't giving me anything to eat.  I didn't &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; anything to eat, of course, but I was kind of worried about my blood sugar.  I tend to have problems if I don't eat regularly, and I was worried that maybe some of the nausea was from not eating.  But I realize now that they were letting my pancreas rest.  After a couple of days they started giving me glucose in the IV, and then they started giving me insulin.
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I didn't really understand that, either, I thought it was in reaction to the glucose, but I guess it was because of the pancreatitis.  It was all sort of a blur, really.  I just did whatever they told me to do.  Once I stopped throwing up, it wasn't horrible.  Bob was there every day, as much as he could, my parents came a couple of times, Bob's parents came, and my sister Lynn, and Anna from work and my friend Patti.  I got flowers, and Bob brought my library books, although I couldn't concentrate enough to read.
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I didn't even watch television except the last day when I caught a Pink Panther marathon, which was kind of fun.  Mostly I tried to sleep, but of course, I only got to sleep about a half hour at a time before someone came in and woke me up to check my temperature or stick me with something.  They were constantly sticking the ends of my fingers and checking my blood sugar; by the time I left most of my fingertips were bruised.  The IV machine would start beeping if it was empty, or if I turned over and the IV in my arm moved, but as far as I could tell, the beeping was confined to my room, and it didn't turn on any alarms anywhere else.  So it would wake me up, and I'd lie there for awhile, then call the nurse and tell them "the IV is beeping," and someone would come and fix it.
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On Thursday they scoped me; the ultrasound had showed that there was a gallstone blocking the pancreatic duct, which I guess was what was causing all the problems.  But the doctor said that there wasn't anything there; I guess it had passed by itself.  On Friday the surgeon came by and said that my liver and pancreatic enzyme levels were better, but my white count was still high, and he wasn't sure why, and didn't know if they were going to be able to get it down.  He said he might have to go ahead and operate over the weekend.
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The ended up doing the surgery on Sunday, and only after thinking about it afterwards did I realize that I wasn't scared at all.  It didn't even occur to me.  I just wanted it to be over.
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Wow.  Talk about your lost weekends.  Although in this case, it was more like a lost fortnight.  Apologies for the complete drop-off-the-face-of-the-earth for the past two weeks.  It was completely unplanned.
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I know I've mentioned that I think I have been having gallbladder issues for a year or two.  The attacks hadn't been frequent enough for me to feel like it was imperative I do anything about it--it would happen every three or four months, last 8-10 hours, then would be okay until the next time.  I figured I'd just keep trying to manage it with diet the best I could, and put it off as long as possible.  I had an attack on Sunday, two weeks ago, that went away like they all had so far, so I thought I'd dodged the bullet again.
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Then on Wednesday morning, the 3rd, I woke up feeling kind of bad.  I had a meeting that morning, so I went ahead and got ready and went to that, then afterwards I called in to work and said I wasn't feeling well and was going to go home.  That was about 11:00, I think.  I went home, and the gallbladder pain started up again.  Since I hadn't eaten anything that I felt would have caused it -- since I didn't feel well that morning, but knew I should eat &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;, I had had a piece of dry toast -- that was kind of scary.
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The pain just kept on and kept on, and I tried to figure out what to do.  Normally I try to sleep, but that wasn't happening.  I looked back in my notes to see if anything had helped in times past; one time Pepto Bismol had seemed to help, so I took some, and I can tell you that me taking Pepto Bismol by choice is one of those things that means I'm &lt;I&gt;really&lt;/I&gt; sick.  It didn't help.  Nothing was helping.  I had talked to several people over the past year or so who had had the same issues; I think it was &lt;a href="http://stefanitadio.com/"&gt;Stefani&lt;/A&gt; who said that one time, the pain just didn't stop, which is what sent her to the doctor, so I thought, well, I think I'm at that point.
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It was so bad, though, that I knew I couldn't wait to try to get an appointment with someone.  I threw on some sweatpants and flipflops--at this point, I was hurting so bad I just wanted it to stop, I didn't care what I looked like--and tried to figure out where to go.  I know some of the guys at work don't have regular doctors, and go to urgent care offices, so I thought about that, then thought, screw it, and drove the mile or so to the emergency room at the nearest hospital.  I wasn't sure what to expect, never having been to the emergency room before.  I talked to (someone who I think was) a volunteer, who asked me what was wrong.  I'm always hesitant to self-diagnosis, because I know that can be irritating to people who are, you know, actually &lt;I&gt;doctors&lt;/I&gt;, but I said that I thought it was probably gallbladder pain.
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The man, an elderly gentleman, said he had had that before, too, and said, "that's really bad, isn't it?"  I nodded, and he called someone, and I was immediately whisked off to an examination room.  I don't really know how long it took, but I saw a doctor pretty quickly.  He was the doctor on call, an internist, and he examined me, ordered an ultrasound, and admitted me.  I was kind of surprised at that, but glad, because I definitely didn't feel like going anywhere.
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Once I knew what was going on, I called Bob's cell phone and left a message about what was happening and where I was, and called my parents.  It was all kind of a blur from that point--I think I saw three or four different doctors, had the ultrasound, had IVs put in, got pain and anti-nausea medication, etc., and was in a room within a matter of a couple of hours.  As soon as Bob got my message, he left work and came to the hospital, and I opened my eyes, and there he was.
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I was at Target today buying groceries and saw a mother and a couple of teenage girls shopping; one of the girls could have been me oh, about 40 years ago, I guess.  She was tall and slim, had short reddish hair, was wearing a miniskirt, lace stockings and little boots, and was carrying a big fabric bag.  She actually looked a little bit like me, but it was the outfit that caught my attention.  
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I don't do a lot of shopping for clothes, but I'm in Target a lot and I've noticed that much of the new stuff looks like the 70's--ethnic prints, gypsy dresses, floral prints, tie-dye, smocking, gauze.  When I was in my last year of highschool I made a huge piece of patchwork by sewing together hundreds of small squares of fabric, then I laid a tissue pattern on it and made a maxi-dress with ruffle at the bottom, an empire waist, and little cap sleeves.  Around that time my high school banned long dresses, but I would wear it when I went out on dates.  Why would they have banned long dresses?  I don't remember, if I ever knew.  
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It's just funny how clothing styles go in and out of fashion.  And it wasn't at all unusual to make our own clothes.  I don't know if anyone does that at all anymore.  We were sitting at lunch at work one day last week, and one of the guys--who is involved in theater--said he wasn't able to wrap his brain around being able to take a flat piece of fabric and turn it into a piece of clothing.
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It was a way to have new clothes that cost less than buying them ready-made, and I remember spending hours at the fabric store looking through pattern books and deciding what fabrics would work.  I also spent hours at the remnant tables in the fabric stores, and a lot of my clothes were made of fabrics I found there, some were made from drapery fabrics and things like that.  Both unusual, and less expensive, two qualities that I looked for.
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I took home ec in high school, and I remember making a little suit out of a heavy purple and cream-colored fabric; I remember sewing corduroy, and the fuzz that would result when cutting it.  I remember making maxi-dresses--that patchwork one in particular--I remember making something in an evening that I would wear the next day.  I don't have the time or the patience anymore to do that, but it's nice to know I could, in a pinch.
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Oh, and the girl that I saw today was wearing some kind of headband that had a long chain hanging down on one side with a charm--a leaf, I think.  Something that would have fit perfectly in 1972.
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I ran across &lt;a href="http://www.lifehack.org/articles/productivity/productivity-pr0n-5-unusually-useful-notepads.html/comment-page-1#comment-346778"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; this morning, which reminded me that I've been meaning to write about my latest notebook obsession: &lt;a href="http://www.levenger.com/PAGETEMPLATES/NAVIGATION/Products.asp?Params=category=326|level=2|pageid=1749"&gt;Levenger Circa&lt;/a&gt;.
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Like the writer above, I have an unhealthy obsession with office supplies.  It matters to me that the pen I choose be the right pen for the paper I'm writing on.  Some paper needs a liquid ink or gel pen, some paper needs a ballpoint.  And not just &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; ballpoint.  If I go upstairs at work to a meeting a pick up my notebook, but not my pen, I'll go back down to get the pen, the &lt;i&gt;right&lt;/i&gt; pen.  I go through cycles with that, of course, finding new ones, and discovering that some of the ones I've loved have been discontinued.
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Which is part of my problem at the moment.  Levenger has discontinued the "Compact" Circa, so I'm currently having this internal dialog with myself regarding whether or not I have enough refill sheets.  I have all three sizes of notebooks.  Letter (8-1/2x11) size is for client meetings.  It fits into my computer bag and has plenty of room for taking notes without having to turn pages.  The "Junior" size is 5-1/2x8-1/2, and I use that one for notetaking at internal meetings and brainstorming.  The Compact size (3-3/4x6-3/4) is the one I keep in my purse for notes, lists, etc., and that's the one that's been discontinued.  I wish I had realized earlier they were going to discontinue it, because if I had, I would have ordered some pocket dividers.  
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I lucked into a special deal a couple of weeks ago where they offered the supplies to make five compact notebooks for a special price, $19.95, I think.  I got five sets of covers and rings, two sets of tabbed dividers, business card holders, and refill paper--one package each of lined and grid.  But no pocket dividers, and now they're out of stock.  I checked the Levenger Outlet on Ebay, but they're out, too.  Oh well.  I just went and looked at Ebay again, and no luck on dividers, but there are several punches on there.  I'd love to have one, but just can't justify the expense.  Maybe some day.
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Right now Levenger has a great deal on a &lt;a href="http://www.levenger.com/PAGETEMPLATES/PRODUCT/Product.asp?Params=Category=326-751|Level=2-3|pageid=7036"&gt;letter size notebook with multicolor pages&lt;/a&gt;, so I ordered one, plus another package of compact refill paper . . . I had a coupon for 20% off, so that covered shipping.  You can sometimes find coupons online (like &lt;a href="http://www.retailmenot.com/view/levenger.com#"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;), which makes it more affordable.  I actually prefer the white paper to the multicolored, but I like the &lt;a href="http://www.levenger.com/PAGETEMPLATES/PRODUCT/Product.asp?Params=Category=326-715|Level=2-3|pageid=2806"&gt;annotation style paper&lt;/a&gt;, and at that price I can make do with colored paper.  
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I got into this style (the &lt;a href="http://www.montgomerycollege.edu/Departments/enreadtp/Cornell.html"&gt;Cornell method&lt;/a&gt; because it was created by a professor at Cornell University) of notetaking years ago, but I don't remember who made the notebooks I was using then.  The lined portion is for notes, then (the way I use them) you can go back later and add notes about the notes in the blank sidebar.  It seems pretty effective, and it keeps the notes more organized rather than having a lot of extraneous notes within the page.
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Oh, and my current favorite pen is the "Be Green" Black XFine Precise V5 Rollerball.  It writes beautifully on the smooth Circa paper.  
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I use my iPhone and iCal for keeping track of appointments, but I also have a datebook that I've been leaving at the office, open on my desk so I have a visual reminder of meetings and deadlines.  It's a &lt;a href="http://wemoon.ws/wemoon2010datebook.aspx"&gt;We'Moon Astrological Datebook&lt;/a&gt;, which makes me very happy.  I used to buy them, but kind of got away from using them, i.e., I'd buy one, use it for a couple of weeks or so, then stop.  So I stopped buying them, but decided to get one this year, and, like I said, it makes me very happy, and so far I've kept using it.
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Aaron was in my office talking about something one day last week, and saw it lying on my desk, and looked at it, and then he said, "I still don't understand what this is."  I said, it's my datebook, and then said something like, it's a new-agey, hippy dippy thing, earth religion, etc.  He said, "It's got a blue girl in a ring of fire," and then we spoke-sang "Ring of Fire" in alternate verses.
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I've been trying to be better lately about not buying things that aren't really necessary.  I hardly ever buy magazines anymore, and seldom buy physical books.  I do buy a few ebooks, but they don't take up much space.  ;)
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I've also been trying to get rid of stuff that I don't need, and never look at. Last year I sold a bunch of yarn from my considerable stash, and lately I've slowly been selling my old knitting magazines on eBay, Etsy, and Amazon, and books on Half.com and Amazon.  It's terribly satisfying to list a 10 year old magazine that I paid $5.99 for, and sell it for $19.95.  Last weekend I was down in the basement looking for something, and found a deck of miniature animal totem "medicine cards" that looked like they'd never been used. Just on a whim I looked them up on Amazon.  They're out of print and, amazingly, there were people who had them listed for sale for over $150!  Of course, that doesn't mean that they're actually selling them for that.
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The cheapest one on offer was listed at $75.00.  I decided not to be greedy, and listed mine for $45, and they sold tonight.  I've been going to the post office every night this week with a couple of packages.  It gives me some extra spending money, and clears stuff out of the house, neither of which is a bad thing.
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I've yet to find anything of &lt;I&gt;immense&lt;/I&gt; value, but you never know.  And selling an old magazine for 3 or 4 times what I paid for it isn't bad.
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Wow, I have a lot of rules.
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&lt;li&gt;If I'm reading a book and I think a main character or pet may die, I peek at the back of the book and look for dialog just to be sure they're still around.
&lt;li&gt;If someone recommends a book in which a pet dies, no matter how good it is, I probably won't read it.  Yes, I know that we all die sometime, but really, why put myself through that?
&lt;li&gt;I hate it when an author kills off a main character in a series, especially when I don't know it's coming.
&lt;li&gt;I love the idea of short story anthologies around a theme, but for the most part, short stories make me nervous.  I feel like I'm always hurrying to get to the end, but I don't know why.
&lt;li&gt;I love long books, the longer the better.  I like to get absorbed into the fictional world and live with it for awhile. 
&lt;li&gt;I never read anything but fiction.  I know that's dumb, but somehow I feel that life is just too short.
&lt;li&gt;I love reading series mystery fiction even though the stories are sometimes indistinguishable from each other.
&lt;li&gt;There are two or three books that I have (and do) re-read, but if I pick up a book that I think I haven't read, and realize that I have, I won't read it even if I don't remember it.
&lt;li&gt;If I find a new series that I haven't read, I'll usually read the most recent one just to see if I like it, then go back and start at the beginning and read them in sequence.
&lt;li&gt;I won't read a book that's written in dialect.  It takes too much work.  The &lt;I&gt;occasional&lt;/I&gt; accent is fine, but if it's every time a character speaks, I'll put the book back, no matter how interesting it looks.
&lt;li&gt;Same thing with science fiction or fantasy books in which the character names are too long or contrived.  If I can't pronounce it, forget it.
&lt;li&gt;I don't read historical fiction.  I used to--in high school I read a lot of literary historical fiction and gothic romance--but I don't have the patience for it anymore.  I only read books set in present day and the future.
&lt;li&gt;I don't read biographies.  I sometimes read memoir, but not often.
&lt;li&gt;I find that reading on the small screen of the iPhone, either with the Kindle iPhone app or on eReader, makes me pay more attention.  I'm more &lt;I&gt;present&lt;/I&gt; or something.  I find it almost impossible to skim, or read quickly, and I like that.
&lt;li&gt;When reading a physical book, I tend to skim long descriptive passages; I prefer reading dialog to description.
&lt;li&gt;If I come to a section in a book that has a long discourse on something technical, or a fight, I'll speed-read through it, or sometimes skip it altogether, although I &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; to do that.
&lt;li&gt;If I start a book and it doesn't grab me within a chapter or so, I'll stop reading it.  This is why I get most of the books I read from the library--there's no guilt (or very little) involved if it turns out I don't want to finish something that I've started.
&lt;li&gt;If I pick up a book and it looks interesting, but I think it may be "inspirational fiction," I'll check the publisher's imprint, and if it's obviously a Christian publisher, I'll put it back.  It's not that I'm not Christian, or religious, because I am, but in general I find those books to be a little overbearing, which is probably not fair of me, but there it is.
&lt;li&gt;I read urban fantasy, but not sword-and-sorcery type fantasy.  
&lt;li&gt;I read science fiction, but not space opera or "hard" science fiction.
&lt;li&gt;I like magical realism--I like books that take a present day setting and introduce fantastic or paranormal elements.
&lt;li&gt;I find it really hard to read most vampire/werewolf/demon-type novels unless they're written with some humor and don't take themselves too seriously.
&lt;li&gt;I have an admittedly unfair bias against most romance books
&lt;li&gt;I do, however, love "women's fiction" or contemporary books that aren't exclusively marketed as romance
&lt;li&gt;And I do quite often enjoy paranormal romance--I think it just has to be a little bit different for me to get interested
&lt;li&gt;I like books set in a specific industry like the music business, or a ballet corps, or something like that.
&lt;li&gt;I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; books set in a "closed" world like a big hotel, an airport, a theme park, a resort.
&lt;li&gt;I love books set in warm climates, especially Florida.
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So I'm thinking my ideal book would be a paranormal futuristic mystery set in a Florida theme park.  Hm.  Maybe I need to write one.  
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I took Dinah to the vet yesterday for a follow-up visit.  The vet looked at her eyes, checked her hydration, her temperature, and weighed her.  She had gained about 3/4 of a pound since Monday, and everything was fine.  He said "she's got her sparkle back!" and she does.  He was impressed with the weight gain, and said that she had been very sick, that an infection like that can act very fast.  He said it might not ever happen again, but if it does, it's good to know that she responds so well to the treatment.
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She seems to be back to her old self.  We've been feeding her a lot, fattening her up, and while she still seems a &lt;I&gt;little&lt;/I&gt; bony, she's definitely gaining weight.  And rather than wanting to go sleep in the basement or up in the bedroom, she's hanging out with me again, on my lap constantly which, while it can be a little annoying when I'm trying to work, I'm very glad of.
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I called the veterinary office on Monday morning and talked to the doctor, and he said Dinah's problem could be several things, it could be thyroid, or kidneys, or liver.  He said he'd like to do bloodwork and a urinalysis, and I should just drop her off, so I got dressed, shoved her into the carrier, and took her over and left her there.
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She was a poor pitiful little thing, making little mewing noises instead of her usual lusty cries.  I didn't hear, and I didn't hear, and I was getting worried that I wouldn't hear anything in time to go pick her up before they closed, so I called at about 4:00.  He said he didn't know anything yet, that they hadn't been able to do a urinalysis because she wasn't producing any urine.  He said that if I wanted to pick her up, I could, but that if I left her overnight he would give her subcutaneous fluids and be able to do the urinalysis either later that night or the next morning, so I told him I'd just leave her there.
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When I left her that morning, he told me to bring some of her food so that she had something familiar, but he said that she hadn't eaten anything at all.  I asked him if she was okay, like, I don't know, is she at death's door, or lying there whimpering or something, and he said she was okay, she was sleeping.
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He called the next morning and said that some of the bloodwork had come back, and she had an infection that he compared to irritable bowel disease or Crohn's Disease in a person.  He had given her a 2 week antibiotic injection and a steroid injection, and he said, "she's a whole different cat."  I went to pick her up, and I could tell she was feeling better immediately, by the sound of her voice when they brought her out.
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As soon as we got home and I opened up the carrier, she dashed out and ran to her food bowl, yowling for breakfast, and she's been eating well ever since.  Over the weekend she only wanted to sleep, either in the basement or in the chair in the bedroom, she really didn't want to have anything to do with us, and she wasn't eating at all.  Now she seems pretty much back to her old self, although she's still skinny.
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She weighed less than 8 pounds when I picked her up, and that was with the extra fluids that they gave her.  We're just working now on fattening her up.  I'm supposed to take her in on Saturday for a follow-up, but it looks like the medication is doing the trick, and she feels 100% better.  As do we.
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While I was down in the basement tonight keeping Dinah company, I was rummaging around and found two brand new Cafepress tote bags that I had purchased as samples.  They've never been used, so I thought I'd offer them for sale if anyone is interested.  The Cafepress price is $14.99, but I'll sell them for $12.99, and I'll pay the postage. I only have one of each, so it's first come, first served.  Just &lt;a href="mailto:willa@willa.com"&gt;send me an email&lt;/a&gt; if you're interested, let me know which one you want, and if you're the first one to ask for either of them, I'll send you a Paypal invoice.
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Cafepress has added a lot of fun things to their inventory, like water bottles, pet bowls, and these beach bags, that would make great knitting tote bags, I think:
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The storefront addresses are: &lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/willa"&gt;Willa's Stuff&lt;/a&gt; (Willa's Journal branded items), and &lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/knittingzen"&gt;Knitting Zen&lt;/a&gt; (Knitting Zen branded items).
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There's something wrong with Dinah.  On Thursday morning she didn't come downstairs with me when I got up, which I thought was strange, but didn't really think anything about it.  I went ahead and put food down for her, but when Bob got home in the afternoon, he said it was still there.  She didn't eat anything that evening, either, or Friday, and we started to get worried.  She's started lying in the chair in the bedroom, which she doesn't normally do, rather than sleeping in bed with us, or she sleeps in the basement.
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Yesterday, Saturday, when I got up I carried her downstairs, but she wouldn't eat, although she drank some water.  She's lost weight, and she's unsteady on her feet. I had to go out yesterday to get my hair cut, and while I was out I bought some little cans of special, "gourmet" cat food to try to tempt her with (this is all sounding horribly familiar).
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I got her to eat a little cream cheese off my finger last night, and Bob suggested we get some lunchmeat-type meat and see if that sounded good to her, so we went to the grocery store at 9:00 last night and bought sliced turkey.  She wouldn't eat it, but she ate a little more cream cheese, and then she went down to the basement.  I didn't sleep very well, I was worried about her.  This morning I woke up and she was standing in the bedroom, heading for the bathroom to get a drink of water, I think.
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I went in there with her, and waited while she drank, then carried her downstairs and gave her some catfood.  It was a minced chicken and tuna dish with quite a bit of liquid, and she licked off all the juice, drank some water, and headed back for the basement.  I went down and slept with her for a couple of hours until Bob got up to go to work.  He got her to eat a little more, then when she headed for the basement again, I picked her up and sat her on my lap and petted her until she laid down, then sat there with her for about two hours until I had to get up to go to the bathroom.  I tried to get her to stay in the chair while I went to the bathroom, put some laundry in, and got something to eat, but she wouldn't.  She went upstairs to the chair in the bedroom.
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The blanket from the bed in the basement had gotten wet--we had water in the basement this week, which is another story--and I had washed and dried it.  I took it out of the dryer and rushed upstairs and put it on the bed, then picked her up and put her on it, thinking she would enjoy the warmth.  She didn't seem to care much one way or the other, but she finally laid down.  She's normally a talker, but she'll hardly say anything now, except a little pitiful cry when I talk to her.
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I'll call the vet in the morning and see if I can bring her in.  I suppose it could be something fixable, but we just can't spend a fortune on her like we did with Pyewacket, nor do we want to.  Bob has said all along that we let Pyewacket linger too long, and he doesn't want to do that with Dinah.  Not that I'm sure she's dying, but man, like I said, this all seems so familiar.
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/willac/4276838570/" title="365:15 by willac, on Flickr" class="img"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/365-15_thmb.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/willac/4279998724/" title="365:16 by willac, on Flickr" class="img"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/365-16_thmb.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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One of my resolutions for 2010 was to take a photograph every day.  I joined an &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/iphone365/pool/"&gt;iPhone 365 group&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr, I installed an iPhone app called &lt;a href="
http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/project-365/id321175920?mt=8"&gt;Project 365&lt;/a&gt;, I set up a &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/willac/sets/72157623117703470/"&gt;Flickr set&lt;/a&gt;, and I've been posting the photos on my &lt;a href="http://beautifuliphoneapps.com"&gt;iPhone blog&lt;/a&gt;--all actions intended to keep me interested and involved, and to help me keep my resolution.  So far, so good.
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Here are the first 13 photos (click each thumbnail for fullsize version):
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/willac/4255026380/" title="365:7 by willac, on Flickr" class="img"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/365-7_thmb.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/willac/4257170983/" title="365:8 by willac, on Flickr" class="img"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/365-8_thmb.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/willac/4260373610/" title="365:9 by willac, on Flickr" class="img"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/365-9_thmb.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/willac/4263552207/" title="365:10 by willac, on Flickr" class="img"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/365-10_thmb.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/willac/4267522450/" title="365:11 by willac, on Flickr" class="img"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/365-11_thmb.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/willac/4268770245/" title="375:12 by willac, on Flickr" class="img"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/365-12_thmb.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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I went out to see my parents today, and my sister came by for a little while, so that was nice.  I had lunch with them, then I came home and made sour cream chicken and carrot salad for dinner.  Now I've got laundry going, Bob's upstairs watching television in his office, and Dinah is snoozing in the chair in the corner of the bedroom.  A nice, quiet evening.
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As soon as I finish writing here, I'm going to go upstairs and hole up in the bedroom and read &lt;I&gt;Under the Dome&lt;/I&gt; on my iPhone.  I'm about halfway through it, and really enjoying it.
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It's apparently supposed to warm up some this week, so the several foot high piles of snow may melt sooner than we thought.  I just hope that it doesn't get bitterly cold again before it dries up, or we'll have ice instead of snow, which I &lt;I&gt;really&lt;/I&gt; don't like.  I can deal with the snow, it's ice that scares me.
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My picture-a-day &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/willac/sets/72157623117703470/"&gt;Flickr set&lt;/A&gt; is growing.  I've been playing around with quite a few iPhone photography apps.  The two that I'm especially enjoying are &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/best-camera/id329800600?mt=8"&gt;Best Camera&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/hipstamatic/id342115564?mt=8"&gt;Hipstamatic&lt;/a&gt;.  This is a photo of my parents' house taken with Hipstamatic.  Isn't it dramatic?
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Next week I'm going to do a post on my &lt;a href="http://beautifuliphoneapps.com"&gt;iPhone blog&lt;/a&gt; about all of the various iPhone camera apps.  The difference in the two I just mentioned is that with Best Camera, you take a picture like normal, then apply various filters to it.  With Hipstamatic, you're taking the picture through the app, using different virtual lenses and films.  I like them both, but I kind of like the randomness and unpredictability of the Hipstamatic pictures.  My obsessive-compulsive self, though, is thinking about making a cheat sheet so I can remember exactly what effects each filter, lens, film, etc., produces.
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Here's a portrait of Jojo that I made using Best Camera filters:
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I've always made New Year's resolutions, but seldom kept them.  It was an exercise that was doomed to failure.  This year, instead of resolving to do things that I'm pretty sure I won't actually do--eat healthier, lose weight, clean the house more (not that I ever resolved to do that), etc., I decided to resolve to do things that I would &lt;I&gt;enjoy&lt;/I&gt; doing, along with a couple of things that I &lt;I&gt;should&lt;/I&gt; do, but that aren't that egregious.  My list, so far:
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&lt;LI&gt;Use reusable bags more
&lt;LI&gt;Eat more cookies
&lt;LI&gt;Watch more movies
&lt;LI&gt;Read more books
&lt;LI&gt;Write more
&lt;LI&gt;Burn more candles
&lt;LI&gt;Send more birthday cards
&lt;LI&gt;Get more sleep
&lt;LI&gt;Drink more water
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&lt;b&gt;Use more reusable bags:&lt;/b&gt; I resolve to use them for every grocery store trip.  I bought four big canvas bags at Target a few months ago, and I've gotten pretty good at remembering to get them out of the trunk and take them in with me.  I've also got a few nylon bags that can be folded up pretty small, and I always have one in my purse, as well as a couple in the car.
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&lt;b&gt;Eat more cookies:&lt;/b&gt; That one just means, don't worry about what I'm eating, don't be too serious.  Have more fun.
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&lt;b&gt;Watch  more movies/Read more books:&lt;/b&gt; A reminder to relax more--to get off the computer once in awhile and read a book, to relax, put a movie in the DVD player, and not work all the time.
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&lt;b&gt;Write more:&lt;/b&gt;  I just submitted my journal to Amazon to be published in &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0032UY1HI"&gt;Kindle format&lt;/a&gt;, so if I expect people to pay $1.99/month for it, I'd better write a little more often.  That's one motivation.
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&lt;b&gt;Burn more candles:&lt;/b&gt;  This is sort of a "use the good china every day" resolution.  I enjoy candles, but sometimes it seems like kind of a waste.  I resolve to stop thinking like that, and do things that I enjoy, like burning candles, without worrying about the relatively small expense.
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&lt;b&gt;Send more birthday cards:&lt;/b&gt;  I used to be very good at sending birthday cards and gifts to all the nieces and nephews, but in the last couple of years, I stopped.  Part of it was because I almost never got a thank you card, or even a mention of it at all.  But that shouldn't be a reason not to do it.  So all of the nieces and nephews will get a card with a five dollar bill (or a Target gift card) in it this year.  I already sent three!
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&lt;b&gt;Get more sleep:&lt;/b&gt;  I tend to stay up &lt;I&gt;way&lt;/I&gt; too late.  Sometimes it's with intent--if Bob has to get up at dawn to go to work, I usually stay up until I'm sure he's asleep so I don't wake him up.  But sometimes that's just an excuse.  I resolve to get up and go to bed when I get sleepy, not to fall asleep in  my chair or on the couch.  Maybe that will make it easier to get up in the morning.  It could happen.
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&lt;b&gt;Drink more water:&lt;/b&gt;  This is the one that's health-based.  I don't drink enough water, and I know that if I did, my skin wouldn't be so dry, and of course there are other health benefits as well, so I'm going to give it a good shot.  I just have to be aware of it.  I drink quite a bit of iced green tea at home in the evenings, but I don't always think about it at work.
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&lt;b&gt;Take more pictures:&lt;/b&gt; The iPhone has a pretty good camera, and I love taking photos with it.  Lately I've gotten interested in photography apps that modify the photos in interesting ways; the most interesting, to me, are the ones that mimic vintage or toy cameras.  I'll do a post with examples soon.  I've committed to taking a photo a day, and created a &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/willac/sets/72157623117703470/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt; set for them.
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I worked until around noon on Christmas Eve; it had started to snow very lightly.  I left the office and ran a few errands--picked up some prescriptions at Target, got a coffee shop gift card for my father-in-law, bought some gift bags at the drugstore.  By the time I got home at around 3:00, it had started snowing harder.
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I mixed up a couple of batches of Chex party mix and got those in the oven, then started putting together some spinach dip, which is what I always take to holidays at Bob's parents' house.  We had put up the Christmas tree the night before, and I had made about 8 dozen miniature cupcakes; I had left them out to cool, so I started frosting them while the party mix cooked.
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Once the cupcakes were frosted, the party mix was out of the oven and cooling, and the spinach dip was in the refrigerator, I started wrapping presents.  Bob was working until 7:00, so I figured I needed to get in the shower by about 6:00 to be ready to leave when he got home.  By 6:00 I was hearing reports of dangerous driving conditions, but since Bob folks live extremely close to us, I wasn't worried about getting over there.
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But my sister called and wondered if we were going to be able to get out to &lt;I&gt;my&lt;/I&gt; family's Christmas on Christmas day.  We were going to my brother's house, which is quite a ways away, and we needed to swing by and pick up my sister on the day, since she was having car trouble.  My parents had already said that they didn't want to get out, even if someone came and picked them up.  They were concerned about walking on the ice and snow, and I didn't blame them a bit.  But it wouldn't really be Christmas if everyone except them was at my brother's.
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We decided we'd talk on Christmas morning and figure out what to do.  Then my mother-in-law called and asked when we were going to be there.  I told her Bob was working (his dad knew that but hadn't told her), so we wouldn't be there until at least 7:30.  She wasn't sure when everyone else would be there, but she said she'd just see us when we got there.  When Bob called to say he was on his way home, I told him he might call her; he called me back and said that his dad had cancelled Christmas -- he didn't want everyone out on the roads.
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It made sense, and I wasn't exactly surprised, but I had all that food . . .  And I had all of my mother-in-law's gifts.  I had done the shopping for his dad, wrapped everything, and was going to deliver them that night.  When Bob got home, I said I didn't mind going out, but his mother wasn't going to have any gifts on Christmas Day.  He said, well, he would just go over there and take them, so I threw a pair of sweatpants on under my robe (I'd taken a bath while I was waiting to see what was going to happen) and put together a bag of food--a plastic bag of crackers, a container of spinach dip, a pie plate full of little cupcakes, and the traditional Christmas Eve boiled shrimp that Bob had fixed the night before.
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We drove over -- they live only a couple of miles away from us -- delivered the gifts and snacks, and came home to have our own Christmas.  On Christmas morning I got up and called my sister before I started cooking.  It looked like we had gotten about a foot of snow, and we agreed that it didn't make sense for everyone to get out on the road and risk having an accident, that we could always get together later.  So I called my sister-in-law and asked her if she was okay with that, and she said that was fine, that maybe we could get together later in the weekend.
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So we just had a quiet, low-key day at home, watching Christmas movies and snacking.  In the middle of the afternoon our neighbor called and said that she had tried to leave, and had gotten her car stuck behind Bob's in the driveway (we share a driveway).  So we put our coats on and went out and helped her dig her car out, and got it back in her garage, and Bob decided to go check out the road conditions, and go by Quick Trip for some soda.
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About a half hour later instead of showing up at the back door, he rang the doorbell at the front of the house.  He said that when he got home, there was a &lt;I&gt;different&lt;/I&gt; car parked in the driveway, and he couldn't get to the garage.  He said he didn't want to park on the street in case the snowplows came through, and guessed he'd go park in a church parking lot a mile or so away, and walk back.  I said hang on, I'll get my coat and follow you over and drive you back, and then realized if he couldn't get &lt;I&gt;in&lt;/I&gt; the driveway, I couldn't get &lt;I&gt;out&lt;/I&gt;.
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While he was gone, I got a call from the other neighbor saying that she had come home and hadn't been able to get up the driveway to her garage.  I told her not to worry about it, that surely the lawn care people would show up and clean the driveways the next day.  Bob had to be at work at 6:00 the next morning, so he had to get up early and walk to his car before he could drive to work.  He was aggravated, but what could he do?
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I kept checking throughout the day, but the car stayed there in the driveway.  There are four households that share the double driveway, so none of us could get out.  There wasn't anywhere I needed to be today, but I didn't want it to go on any longer.  When Bob got home and the car was still there, and the snow plows hadn't been through, he said he guessed he was going to have to shovel the drive and get her out.
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I came out, too, and we had maybe a third of the long driveway shoveled when the snowplows showed up.  When they reached our driveway I ran in the house and called our neighbor and said she needed to get out there and move her car, that we had shoveled a path around it and the snowplows needed to get in and finish the drive.
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I'm still not sure what we're going to do about Christmas, but at least I can get out of the driveway now.
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The sentiment on the Christmas card yesterday, "Happy Merry Christmas," comes from something my nephew, who has Downs Syndrome, used to say.  I think it was the Christmas version of "Happy Birhday."
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I'm a sucker for all kinds of Christmas-themed items.  I always buy Christmas print paper towels and paper napkins, and I love putting up Christmas dishtowels in the kitchen and Christmas soap in the bathrooms.  So it isn't a surprise that I love Christmas iPhone apps.
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&lt;P&gt;
I downloaded a lot of free apps that I ended up deleting; these are the best of the ones that I've found.  &lt;a href="mailto:willa@willa.com"&gt;Email me&lt;/a&gt; if you've found any other good ones.
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&lt;strong&gt;SnowBalls&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;
In this beautiful free arcade-style game, you lob snowballs at various targets that pop up in the landscape such as snowmen and candy canes.  By &lt;a href="http://federicomusante.com/"&gt;Federico Musante&lt;/a&gt;.
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&lt;P align="center"&gt;
&lt;img title="snowballs1" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/snowballs1.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;img title="snowballs2" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/snowballs2.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/snowballs/id341699493?mt=8"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt; (Free)
&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Winter Snow Globe&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;
Pretty simple.  Shake your iphone and snow falls onto the snowman, just like a real snow globe.  Music plays, too, with no way to turn it off, so if you don't want the music, be sure to mute your iPhone first.  Developed by &lt;a href="http://photar.net/iphone/snowglobe/app/SnowGlobe.html"&gt;YetToBeNamed Enterprises&lt;/a&gt;.
&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align="center"&gt;
&lt;img title="snowglobe" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/snowglobe.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;
&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/winter-snow-globe/id293303969?mt=8"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt; (Free)
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&lt;P&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Grinchmas&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;
In the game Grinchmas, you get to choose whether you're an evil Grinch or a merry Grinch, which determines what kind of ammunition you have.  If you choose Evil Grinch, you're throwing snowballs at the little houses, if you're the Merry Grinch, you're throwing gifts.  Each time you make a hit, you get a point.  From&lt;a href="http://www.oceanhousemedia.com"&gt; Oceanhouse Media&lt;/a&gt;, this game is currently on sale for $.99.
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&lt;a href="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/grinchmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-536" title="grinchmas" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/grinchmas.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/grinchmas/id340999016?mt=8"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt; ($.99)
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&lt;strong&gt;Dr. Seuss Camera, the Grinch Edition
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&lt;P&gt;
I wrote about Dr. Seuss Cam the other day.  Basically, you choose from a variety of Dr. Seuss-inspired Christmas themes, then take a picture of someone, fitting their face inside the frame.  Right now you can only take a photo, you can't use a photo from your library, but they are adding that in a future release.  From &lt;a href="http://www.oceanhousemedia.com/products/"&gt;Oceanhouse Media&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/dr-seuss-camera-the-grinch-edition/id340675683?mt=8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;P align="center"&gt;
&lt;img title="ginched1" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/ginched1.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;img title="grinched2" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/grinched2.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/dr-seuss-camera-the-grinch-edition/id340675683?mt=8"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt; ($2.99)
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&lt;strong&gt;Elf Command&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;
In Elf Command (free), the little robotic elves (they resemble Lego characters) are working on an assembly line.  They have to grab the gifts, Christmas trees and candies that come rolling down the line and throw them into the proper boxes.  Developed by&lt;a href="http://retrodreamer.com/"&gt; RetroDreamer&lt;/a&gt;.
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&lt;img title="elfcommand1" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/elfcommand1.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;img title="elfcommand2" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/elfcommand2.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/elf-command/id342316565?mt=8"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt; (Free)
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&lt;strong&gt;Elf Jumpers&lt;/strong&gt;
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In this free game, Santa's sleigh flies overhead and you are tasked with guiding the elves into the chimneys of the houses below by swiping to make the wind blow, and avoiding obstacles such as thunder clouds and birds.  Developed by &lt;a href="http://playscreen.com/iphone/elf/game.html"&gt;Playscreen.com&lt;/a&gt;.
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&lt;img title="elfjumper1" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/elfjumper1.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;img title="elfjumper2" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/elfjumper2.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/elf-jumpers/id342790774?mt=8"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt; (Free)
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&lt;strong&gt;Gaia Xmas&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;
There is a "regular" version of Gaia also, this is the Christmas version.  Various Christmas-themed "blocks" fall from the top of the screen to form groups.  The larger the group, the more points you get.  There is some strategy involved to build large blocks -- you can turn the phone so that the blocks fall in a certain way.  One of the interesting things about Gaia is that there is no language involved at all, there are only universally-understood graphics, which is kind of cool.  From &lt;a href="http://quicksandinteractive.com/Gaia/Gaia_Info.html"&gt;Quicksand Interactive&lt;/a&gt;.  Regular Gaia is $2.99 and there is a free lite version.  The Christmas version is $1.99 at the app store.
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&lt;img title="gaia1" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/gaia1.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;img title="gaia2" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/gaia2.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/gaia-christmas-edition/id300063568?mt=8"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt; ($1.99)
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&lt;strong&gt;Slacker Holiday Radio&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;
This is the free Christmas version of Slacker Radio from &lt;a href="http://www.slacker.com/"&gt;Slacker.com&lt;/a&gt;.  There are 11 different Christmas stations, including Country, Contemporary, R&amp;amp;B, etc.
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&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/slacker1.jpg" alt="" title="slacker1" width="200" height="300"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/slacker2.jpg" alt="" title="slacker2" width="200" height="300" /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/slacker-holiday-radio/id342596540?mt=8"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Implode!&lt;/strong&gt;
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Implode is a game where you place dynamite and other various types of explosives, and see how well you can destroy a structure.  This is the Christmas edition, and there are supposed to be some Christmas items to blow up, but I haven't reached that level yet, apparently.  From &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/implode/id337180220?mt=8"&gt;IUGO Mobile Entertainment&lt;/a&gt;.
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&lt;img title="implode" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/implode.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="200" /&gt;
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&lt;P align="center"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/implode/id337180220?mt=8"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt; ($.99)
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&lt;strong&gt;iRelax Melodies - Christmas Edition&lt;/strong&gt;
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This $.99 app is the Christmas version of iRelax Melodies by &lt;a href="http://www.ilbsoft.com/irelaxmelodies/"&gt;ILBSoft&lt;/a&gt;.  You choose from 22 Christmas sounds such as snow falling, children playing, fire crackling, etc., and create your own soundscapes, which you can save to play later.  You can also shake the iPhone for a random selection.
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&lt;img title="irelax1" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/irelax1.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;img title="irelax2" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/irelax2.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/irelax-melodies-christmas-edition/id336503024?mt=8"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Season's Greetings Cards&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;
This $.99 app from Japanese developer &lt;a href="http://appliya-inc.com/en/"&gt;Appliya&lt;/a&gt;, creates holiday cards from your photos, utilizing various holiday frames and resizable stamps.
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&lt;P align="center"&gt;
&lt;img title="seasons1" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/seasons1.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="267" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;img title="seasons2" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/seasons2.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="267" /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/seasons-greetings-cards-resubmitted/id322088919?mt=8"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt; ($.99)
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&lt;strong&gt;ChristmasRadio&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;
Christmas Radio is a free app from &lt;a href="http://www.pepper.pk/"&gt;Pepper.pk&lt;/a&gt;, with several all-Christmas stations to choose from.
&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/christmas-radio-an-online-streaming/id341034044?mt=8"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt; (Free)
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&lt;P&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Radio&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;
This is another Christmas radio app, this one from &lt;a href="http://www.blumedialab.com/x-masradio/"&gt;BlueMedia Lab&lt;/a&gt;.   As you can tell, I can't get enough of holiday music!
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&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/christmas-radio/id296382774?mt=8"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt; (Free)
&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Lifecards&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;
For $.99, Christmas Lifecards from &lt;a href="http://www.mexircus.com/Christmas_Lifecards/index.html"&gt;Vivid Apps&lt;/a&gt; gives you a large variety of Christmas card templates to choose from.  Once you've chosen one and added your own photo, you can further customize your card by adding text, and even applying effects such as grayscale and sepia, and filters such as sharpening, to the photo, then save and email the card to your friends.  You can also save a card for editing later if you need to stop.
&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/lifecard.jpg" alt="" title="lifecard" width="200" height="278" /&gt;
&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/christmas-lifecards/id341812575?mt=8"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Snowman&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;
Christmas Snowman, from , &lt;a href="http://www.ensenasoft.com/ProductChristmasSnowman.aspx"&gt;EnsenaSoft&lt;/a&gt;, is a game similar to hangman, but with a variety of snowmen.  The words are all peripherally relevant to Christmas or winter; each time a wrong letter is selected, the snowman loses a body part.
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&lt;img title="snowman1" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/snowman1.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;img title="snowman2" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/snowman2.jpg" alt="" width="200" height="300" /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/christmas-snowman/id331815484?mt=8"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt; (Free)
&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;The Christmas Tarot&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/P&gt;
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This one isn't really an app, it's a web URL that I created a desktop icon for.  I've looked for a Christmas tarot deck for a long time, and someone finally made one, although it's only the Major Arcana.  The link goes to &lt;a href="http://www.christmastarot.com/"&gt;a site&lt;/a&gt; where you can purchase digital high resolution cards and a PDF guidebook, created by &lt;a href="http://corrinekenner.com/"&gt;Corrine Kenner&lt;/a&gt;, a noted tarot reader and author.
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&lt;a href="http://propaganda3.wordpress.com/files/2009/12/tarot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-553" title="tarot" src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/tarot.jpg" alt="" width="250" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.christmastarot.com/"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt; ($2.09)
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[cross-posted at willa.com, beautifuliphoneapps.com and propaganda3.wordpress.com]
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&lt;a href="http://www.gingerizeyourself.com/" class="img"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/journal/images/gingerize.jpg" alt="" border="0" class="img"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Here are some fun holiday links:
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&lt;LI&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gingerizeyourself.com/"&gt;Gingerize Yourself!&lt;/a&gt; Create a cookie in your likeness and send to a friend or post on Facebook or Twitter
&lt;LI&gt;Free iTunes &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/itunes-holiday-sampler/id344104720"&gt;21 song holiday sampler&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;A free holiday MP3 every day at &lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/gp/feature.html/ref=dm_gw_castingcrowns2?ie=UTF8&amp;docId=1000453281&amp;pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;pf_rd_s=left-1&amp;pf_rd_r=1JBVAEGCFM36V3Q4TJWE&amp;pf_rd_t=101&amp;pf_rd_p=493312831&amp;pf_rd_i=678551011"&gt;Amazon.com&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;Every day a free iPhone game: &lt;A HREF="http://www.appventcalendar.com"&gt;Appvent Calendar&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;Buy a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.nike.com/nikefootball/red/home?locale=en_US"&gt;red shoelaces at Nike&lt;/a&gt;, and help in the fight against AIDS in Africa.
&lt;LI&gt;Free Christmas wallpapers and printable calenders from &lt;A HREF="http://www.vladstudio.com/home_christmas/"&gt;Vlad Studio&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;Red and white Christmas &lt;A HREF="http://shawnblanc.net/2007/11/iphone-christmas-wallpapers/"&gt;iPhone wallpapers&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;Big selection of nice &lt;a href="http://www.aimersoft-mac.com/news/ipod-iphone-christmas-wallpaper.html"&gt;Christmas iPhone background images&lt;/a&gt;
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I had an appointment to get my hair cut and colored on Saturday at noon.  Normally my appointment is at 11:00, but they're busier during the holidays and I can't always get the time I want.  I knew it would take an hour and a half, and I figured I'd be starving by the time I got out of there, so I drove through McDonald's and got Chicken McNuggets and fries, and a Diet Coke, and ate in the parking lot.
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I got my hair done, went to the library and picked up some books, went to the office supply store and bought printer paper, and did a few other errands, and by about 4:00, felt like I needed to go home and take a nap.  So I went home, and it turned out that it wasn't really a nap I needed, I was having (I guess) a gall bladder attack.  
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We had planned on having a little Thanksgiving dinner of our own Saturday evening; Bob was off, so he cooked a turkey while I was out.  I thought maybe if I slept a couple of hours I would feel better, but I didn't.  I ended up spending all evening in bed, alternately trying to sleep and reading "Grave Secrets" (Charlaine Harris) on my iPhone.  I'd read until I got sleepy, then lay down and try to sleep for a little while, but didn't have much luck.
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Bob went ahead and carved up the turkey and made some mashed potatoes for his dinner, but I couldn't eat anything.  He called a friend of his who's an internist, and he suggested giving me some Pepto Bismol.  I couldn't see how that would help, but I was wiling to try, so I took some, and slept for another couple of hours, and when I woke up I felt a lot better.  Maybe it helped, I don't know.
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In any event, I felt like I lost a whole day, and I &lt;I&gt;really&lt;/I&gt; need to figure it out.  The problem is that it isn't consistent, but I guess that doesn't matter since I can't control whether something bothers me or not.  I just need to suck it up and stop eating anything fried, for one thing.  I've read that carbonated beverages are bad, and I've cut down a lot--I don't have them at work any more at all--but I do occasionally have a soda when I'm out.  I need to stop that, too, I guess.
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It's just hard, and I guess I have a short memory.  I was talking to Barb about it over email, and I said I supposed that the first time I end up in the emergency room will make my decision for me!
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I've been downloading desktop wallpapers from &lt;a href="http://www.vladstudio.com"&gt;Vlad Studios&lt;/A&gt; for several years, and he always has beautiful ones, but this I think this is the most beautiful thing I've seen in a long time: &lt;a href="http://www.vladstudio.com/wallpaper/?quiet_night"&gt;Quiet Night&lt;/a&gt;.  It's my current desktop, and probably will be for some time.
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I was happy to see that Netflix had the first three seasons of &lt;I&gt;Nash Bridges&lt;/I&gt; available.  It was one of my favorite shows.  I watched the last DVD of the second season tonight, and when I mail it back, Netflix will send me the first DVD of the third season.  I originally had the 2-DVD out at a time plan, but this month I scaled back to the one where you only have one at a time.  They get them out so quickly that it doesn't really matter, and honestly, the best thing about Netflix is the free movies-on-demand.  I can almost always find something worth watching.
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Olive.  Isn't she just almost &lt;I&gt;too&lt;/I&gt; cute?
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She spends the entire day sleeping in her bed, but we've discovered that when everyone is gone, like during lunch time, she gets up and runs around.  I've come back to my office a couple of times when she didn't expect to see anyone, and she starts, looks guilty, and hightails it back to her bed like she knows she's not supposed to be out of it.  It's pretty adorable.  
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Today Dave came back to his office and said she was out of her bed hanging out with Connor, Dave's big German Shepherd.  The minute she saw Dave, though, she scrambled back to her bed and jumped in.  So I guess it's not Connor she's intimidated by, but Dave.
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Bob's schedule is all over the place.  One day he'll go in at 6:30 a.m. and work 'til 3:00, the next day he'll go in at 2:00 p.m. and work until 10:30.  Sometimes he goes in at 8:30.  And it's never the same from one week to the next.  He's had to get up before dawn a few days in a row, and lately it's been hard for me to go back to sleep after he gets up.  Plus I've been trying to go to bed earlier, too, so I'm sure that contributes to it.
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This morning he got up at 4:30, I think, and I tried to go back to sleep, but just couldn't.  I keep my iPhone plugged in on my night table over night, so I grabbed that, laid back in bed, and checked email, Facebook and Twitter, then played a couple of games of Solitaire and read another story in &lt;I&gt;Miracle&lt;/I&gt; ("The Inn").  By that time he'd showered and dressed and was ready to leave, so I kissed him goodbye and turned off the light, and was almost immediately asleep.
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I guess it was probably only another half hour or so before my alarm went off.  I always think it's strange how I can wake up in the middle of the night and have a terrible time getting to sleep, but can fall almost instantly back asleep after hitting the snooze button on my alarm clock.  Just one of those mysteries of nature.
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I'm sending out Christmas cards again this year, and anyone who wants one, just &lt;a href="mailto:willa@willa.com?subject=Christmas Card"&gt;send me an email&lt;/a&gt;.  If you've sent me your address before, you're probably already on my list, but it wouldn't hurt to send it to me again just to be sure I have it right.
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&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/journal/images/miracle.gif" alt="" border="0" align="left" hspace="10"&gt;I know I mention this book every year around this time, but I love it: Connie Willis' 
&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0553580485/Willasjournal"&gt;Miracle and Other Christmas Stories&lt;/A&gt;.  It's a big part of my Christmas season, and actually I could read it any time of year. 
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The title story, "Miracle," is one of Willis' trademark screwball comedies.  Lauren, an office worker, is overwhelmed with Christmas tasks--finding a new dress for the Christmas party, mailing her Christmas cards, thinking of what gifts to get her family, and, in addition, has been roped into doing the corporate gift shopping for the office by a co-worker who she has fallen for.  She thinks he's her heart's desire, but the Spirit of Christmas Present (as in "gift") decides it's his mission to convince her otherwise, and in the meantime, teach her the true meaning of Christmas.  His tactics include turning her black sequined off the shoulder dress into a fetching concoction of bark and leaves, and decorating her Christmas tree with handmade brown objects made by rainforest indians.
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Another favorite story is "Inn," which is set in a suburban church during a choir rehearsal.  A young homeless couple turns up at the church, barefoot and dressed in completely inappropriate clothing for a December evening.  The outcome is somewhat predictable, but it's a lovely story.  
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From the introduction:
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I love Christmas. All of it--decorating the tree and singing in the choir and baking cookies and wrapping presents. I even like the parts most people hate--shopping in crowded malls and reading Christmas newsletters and seeing relatives and standing in baggage check-in lines at the airport. 
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Okay, I lied. Nobody likes standing in baggage check-in lines. I love seeing people get off the plane, though, and holly and candles and eggnog and carols. 
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But most of all, I love Christmas stories and movies. Okay, I lied again. I don't love all Christmas stories and movies. It's a Wonderful Life,for instance. And Hans Christian Andersen's "The Fir Tree." 
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But I love Miracle on 34th Street and Christopher Morley's "The Christmas Tree That Didn't Get Trimmed" and Christina Rosetti's poem "Midwinter." My family watches The Sure Thing and A Christmas Story each year, and we read George V. Higgins's "The Snowsuit of Christmas Past" out loud every Christmas Eve, and eagerly look for new classics to add to our traditions. 
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There aren't a lot. This is because Christmas stories are much harder to write than they look, partly because the subject matter is fairly limited, and people have been writing them for nearly two thousand years, so they've just about rung all the changes possible on snowmen, Santas, and shepherds. 
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Stories have been told from the point of view of the fourth wise man (who got waylaid on the way to Bethlehem), the innkeeper, the innkeeper's wife, the donkey, and the star. There've been stories about department-store Santas, phony Santas, burned-out Santas, substitute Santas, reluctant Santas, and dieting Santas, to say nothing of Santa's wife, his elves, his reindeer, and Rudolph. We've had births at Christmas (natch!), deaths, partings, meetings, mayhem, attempted suicides, and sanity hearings. And Christmas in Hawaii, in China, in the past, the future, and outer space. We've heard from the littlest shepherd, the littlest wise man, the littlest angel, and the mouse who wasn't stirring. There's not a lot out there that hasn't already been done. 
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In addition, the Christmas-story writer has to walk a narrow tightrope between sentiment and skepticism, and most writers end up falling off into either cynicism or mawkish sappiness. 
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Last night I went up to bed and thought of the book, but hadn't brought it upstairs with me.  Out of curiosity, I checked Amazon to see if it had been made available for the Kindle yet, and it had, just last month.  So I purchased it ($6.39), and was able to read it immediately, at least until I got sleepy. 
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&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/iphone/images/screenshot_thmb.jpg" align="left" hspace="10"&gt;I'm going to &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt; to post every day in December, either here, on my &lt;a href="http://www.beautifuliphoneapps.com"&gt;iPhone site&lt;/a&gt;, on the &lt;a href="http://propaganda3.wordpress.com"&gt;P3 site&lt;/a&gt;, or on all of them.  It will be a miracle if I accomplish it, though . . .
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To that end, there's new post at &lt;a href="http://www.beautifuliphoneapps.com"&gt;Beautiful iPhone Apps&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.willa.com/iphone/2009/12/home-screen-120109.html"&gt;Homescreen, 12/01/09&lt;/a&gt;.
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I stayed at home for most of the day, reading Alex Kava's "Black Friday."  It's about a terrorist plot that takes place at the Mall of America on the day after Thanksgiving.  Last night I watched "Paul Blart, Mall Cop," which I had never seen; it's set at a mall (obviously) during a takeover attempt by some skateboarding criminals during the Christmas season.  I had never seen it before, and I really enjoyed it.
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I was thinking about the kinds of books and movies I like, and what kind of themes run through them.  Lately I've mostly been reading thrillers and paranormal mysteries, with a little "women's fiction" thrown in.  I read almost exclusively fiction, almost never non-fiction.  I'll read a memoir occasionally, and sometimes short stories.  I have kind of a problem with short stories, though.  I love the idea of them, I love an anthology of stories all in a theme, for instance, but short stories kind of make me nervous, for some reason.  I can't relax and enjoy them, I always seem to hurry through them.  I don't really understand that.  It's as if, if I know the story is going to end in a few pages, I need to rush to get through it rather than relaxing into a longer book.
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My favorite fiction is urban fantasy, or magical realism (although that term seems to be applied mostly to Latin American writers)--normal, or realistic, life with elements of magic or paranormal aspects.  The "Twilight" series, for instance, the Sookie Stackhouse books by Charlaine Harris, or the "Demon Hunting Soccer Mom" books by Julie Kenner.  Normal appearing/seeming characters who happen to be vampires or demon hunters or something else fantastic.  The idea of getting a glimpse into a hidden world that just might be there all the time.
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I'm intrigued, in general, by stories set in contained "societies", i.e., airports, hotels, malls, theme parks.  I'm not sure why.  I don't shop at malls anymore, I can't remember the last time I went to one.  But I enjoy the &lt;I&gt;idea&lt;/I&gt; of them.  One of my favorite fantasies as a child was thinking about what it would be like to live in the mall--sleeping in the furniture store, eating at the food court (although that was before food courts; the big department stores had restaurants of their own), etc.  
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I do love airports, the big ones, like Orlando International Airport, with stores, restaurants, hotels -- like in the Tom Hanks movie, "Terminal," I can imagine living in an airport indefinitely.  Last night I also watched a Jennifer Aniston movie, "Management," in which her character, a traveling saleswoman, has a fling with a motel night manager who lives at the motel; that's kind of intriguing, too -- not the fling, but living at the motel.  
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Stuart M. Kaminsky has written a series of books set in Sarasota, Florida, the latest of which is "Bright Futures," featuring a down-on-his-luck character named Lew Fonseca.  Fonseca's wife was killed by a drunk driver, in Chicago, I believe, and in his despair, he takes off driving south.  His car breaks down in Sarasota, so he stays there and becomes a process server, lives in a run-down motel, and eats his meals at the Dairy Queen across the street.
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We can see this mixing of the familiar and the unexpected in the way some works of post-apocalyptic fiction take images of enclosed malls, office parks, singles complexes, and theme parks, and use them as the raw material for depictions of walled-in high-tech cities full of inhabitants who have retreated from nature and the larger world. The contemporary mall, as an island of safety and comfort amid a desert of blacktop and crime, is transformed into a future city in a post-apocalyptic wasteland full of mutants and bandits. Mall security, watching the video screens from the central office, gets turned into a depiction of future armies and police monitoring distant events from their high-tech headquarters.
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&lt;a href="http://www.transparencynow.com/apocintro1.htm"&gt;Post-Apocalyptic Fiction in Movies and Television&lt;/a&gt;
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Earlier this week I read "Murderland" by Thomas B. Cavanagh, a murder mystery set in a thinly-disguised version of Walt Disney World called Empire Realms.  There's also a wonderful science fiction novel by Cory Doctorow called "Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom."  I guess I need to make a definitive list . . .
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I don't know why this kind of fiction appeals to me.  It may be something about a somewhat closed society feeling safe.  I love, for instance, the idea of Celebration, the Disney "company town" in Florida.  But it's like a Stepford town, and I'm pretty sure that the rules and regulations would drive me crazy.  So I doubt I would like it in practice, but in theory, it intrigues me.  It's one of those dichotomies that make us human, I guess.  We can be fascinated by things that we would never actually do in real life.
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This treatise got away from me!  What I started out to write about was that I stayed at home most of the day, then went out around 3:00.  I deposited a check in the bank, then went to Panera Bread for an early dinner, then went by Half Price Books. I seem to have lost my copy of Ladder of Years, or at least haven't been able to find it, so thought I'd look there for another copy.  They had a couple, but they were pretty used looking, so I'm going to wait until I get a good Borders coupon, and buy a new copy.  That was all I really needed to do today.
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Bob had to work today, and won't be home until around 10:30 or later.  I wasn't really ready to come home yet, so I stopped at Kohl's to browse.  I ended up buying some Christmas cards there, then went to Target and cruised through the Christmas aisles.  I kind of wanted to get out there and get into the Christmas spirit a little.  It kind of worked.  Tomorrow I'll put up the wreath on the front door and maybe do some other little things around the house.  
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Nothing seemed to be very busy, although it may have been late enough when I went out that if there was a rush, it was over.  I'll have to ask Bob tonight if his store was busy.  It was kind of nice that there weren't any crowds, but I actually would have felt better about it if there &lt;I&gt;were&lt;/I&gt;.  It would have been an indication to me that maybe the economy is improving.  But either way, the Christmas season is upon us, time for me to watch "Christmas With the Kranks," much of which is set at the mall . . .
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Interesting link with a list of books set in malls: &lt;a href="http://nutmeg.easternct.edu/~pocock/Malls.htm"&gt;Shopping Mall Studies&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/subject/Shopping+malls%09Fiction"&gt;Library Thing / Shopping Malls / Fiction&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Books-fiction-novels-Disney-Theme/lm/1SEJSH1Y3JK36"&gt;Books set at Disney Theme Parks&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.overbooked.org/booklists/subjects/themes/amusement_parks.html"&gt;Overbooked: Books set in or featuring amusement parks or theme parks&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.cityofsound.com/blog/2009/10/a-week-at-the-airport-by-alain-de-botton.html"&gt;city of sound: A review of "A Week at the Airport" by Alain de Botton&lt;/a&gt;
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50 things to be thankful for, in no particular order:
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&lt;LI&gt;My sweet husband
&lt;LI&gt;Our wonderful families
&lt;LI&gt;That all four of our parents are doing well
&lt;LI&gt;That we both have good jobs
&lt;LI&gt;Crystal Light Peach Mango Green Tea
&lt;LI&gt;A place to live
&lt;LI&gt;Sunshine
&lt;LI&gt;Clinique Skin Care products
&lt;LI&gt;Target
&lt;LI&gt;Running water
&lt;LI&gt;Netflix
&lt;LI&gt;Working cars
&lt;LI&gt;Books
&lt;LI&gt;A great library
&lt;LI&gt;Bookstores
&lt;LI&gt;Hershey's Candy Cane Kisses
&lt;LI&gt;Handknitted socks
&lt;LI&gt;Audio books
&lt;LI&gt;My box of blank notebooks waiting to be written in
&lt;LI&gt;MacBook Pro
&lt;LI&gt;My iPhone
&lt;LI&gt;The Food Network
&lt;LI&gt;Sleeping with the windows open
&lt;LI&gt;Our bed
&lt;LI&gt;Self striping sock yarn
&lt;LI&gt;Chai tea
&lt;LI&gt;Mittens
&lt;LI&gt;Sunglasses
&lt;LI&gt;GPS on my iPhone
&lt;LI&gt;eBooks
&lt;LI&gt;Etsy
&lt;LI&gt;Self-service postal stations
&lt;LI&gt;Jojo, Connor, Takoha, Olive Oyl, Sunny, Clark, Dexter, Dolly and Dixie
&lt;LI&gt;Especially Jojo
&lt;LI&gt;All of my wonderful co-workers that make going to work a blessing
&lt;LI&gt;Aaron and Adam, who make my life easier
&lt;LI&gt;And Big Dave
&lt;LI&gt;Yankee Candle Christmas Wreath and Mistletoe candles
&lt;LI&gt;Peppermint ice cream
&lt;LI&gt;Ben &amp; Jerry
&lt;LI&gt;Desktop artificial Christmas trees
&lt;LI&gt;Dinah
&lt;LI&gt;The years we had with Pyewacket and Do&amp;ntilde;a
&lt;LI&gt;My blog readers for SO very long
&lt;LI&gt;Birthday cards
&lt;LI&gt;Good friends
&lt;LI&gt;Dominic
&lt;LI&gt;Christmas music
&lt;LI&gt;Vacation days with no specific agenda
&lt;LI&gt;Reading in bed
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We had Thanksgiving dinner at Bob's parents' house tonight.  It was a small crowd, about half what it normally is.  Some of the relatives had other things going on tonight, but that's okay.  It was kind of nice to have fewer people, not quite as much commotion and confusion, easier to talk.  
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Bob made the mashed potatoes and gravy, and I made spinach dip and stuffed celery, and Bob's mom did the rest.  It was a nice evening.  We're having Thanksgiving for my family at my sister's house on Thursday; Bob has to work, so I'll go out by myself.  I'm in charge of napkins, cups, ice, and drinks, and I'll make something to take, but I haven't decided what yet.
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I'm on vacation next week.  I don't have anything in particular to do, but I have about a week and a half of vacation left that I haven't taken, so I figured since next week is bound to be quiet, it was a good time to take three days off before the long Thanksgiving weekend, especially since my birthday is on Tuesday.
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I'm thinking I might go see &lt;I&gt;New Moon&lt;/I&gt; (I read that, as well as the third and fourth books in the &lt;I&gt;Twilight&lt;/I&gt; series, one after the other about a week ago, so I'm looking forward to the movie), and possibly &lt;I&gt;2012&lt;/I&gt;, although probably not, since I think Bob would like to see that one, too.  
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I also have a pile of books -- I picked up Charlie Huston's &lt;I&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/034547824X/Willasjournal"&gt;Already Dead&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/I&gt; on audio CD a couple of weeks ago at the library, and as soon as I put in the CD player, I was hooked.  It's about Joe Pitt (an assumed name), who is a vampire and a sometime-enforcer for the vampire coalition.  He's hired by a wealthy family to find their runaway daughter, and in the process finds out that there's a lot more to that task than it first appeared.
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As the book opens, Joe is tailing a group of zombies (or as a politically correct acquaintance prefers to call them, "VOZ," or "Victim of Zombification."  He takes care of the ones he finds, but is still seeking the carrier -- the one who created the zombies.
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The vampires in this world can eat and drink regular food, but they need an occasional meal of blood to survive.  They can't go out in the sun, so when Joe &lt;I&gt;has&lt;/I&gt; to go out, he wraps up in a burnoose and tries not to let any part of his body be exposed.  He isn't always successful.
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There are four more books in the series, and I picked up three of them at the library today.  The same time I picked up the &lt;I&gt;Already Dead&lt;/I&gt; audio book, I picked up a book called &lt;I&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0312361327/Willasjournal"&gt;Head Games&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/I&gt;, by Thomas B. Cavanagh.  It's about a retired policeman turned detective hired to find a missing member of a boy band, "Boyz Club."  The detective, Mike Garrity, has a brain tumor (which he's named Bob), a teenage daughter, and two ex-wives, so he has a fairly busy life.
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I really loved the book, so I went looking for more by Cavanagh.  He has written another Mike Garrity novel, &lt;I&gt;Prodigal Son&lt;/I&gt;, as well as a standalone mystery titled &lt;I&gt;Murderland&lt;/I&gt;, set in a Florida theme park.  I couldn't find either of these at my library, so I requested them from interlibrary loan, and I picked them up today.  I also have &lt;I&gt;Under the Dome&lt;/I&gt;, Stephen King's latest, so I'm pretty well fixed for books this week.  Oh, and I've also got a couple of Raymond Benson mysteries -- &lt;I&gt;Dark Side of the Morgue&lt;/I&gt; and &lt;I&gt;A Hard Day's Death&lt;/I&gt;, both dealing with murders of rock musicians investigated by Spike Berenger's "Rockin' Security" firm.
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If I could just stay in bed all week and read, I think I would be happy.  I won't, though, of course, but I plan to spend at least &lt;I&gt;some&lt;/I&gt; of the week doing that.  That's probably the best place to read &lt;I&gt;Under the Dome&lt;/I&gt; anyway, since at over 1,000 pages, it's not likely that I'll be carrying it anywhere.
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&lt;B&gt;Upcoming reading:&lt;/B&gt;
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&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1439148503/Willasjournal"&gt;Under the Dome&lt;/A&gt; - Stephen King
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0345478258/Willasjournal"&gt;No Dominion&lt;/A&gt; - Charlie Huston
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/034549587X/Willasjournal"&gt;Half the Blood of Brooklyn&lt;/A&gt; - Charlie Huston
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0345495888/Willasjournal"&gt;Every Last Drop&lt;/A&gt; - Charlie Huston
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0345495896/Willasjournal"&gt;My Dead Body&lt;/A&gt; - Charlie Huston
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1591331021/Willasjournal"&gt;Murderland&lt;/A&gt; - Thomas B. Cavanagh &amp;#x2713;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/031237707X/Willasjournal"&gt;Prodigal Son&lt;/A&gt; - Thomas B. Cavanagh &amp;#x2713;
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0843961988/Willasjournal"&gt;Dark Side of the Morgue&lt;/A&gt; - Raymond Benson
&lt;LI&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0843960639/Willasjournal"&gt;A Hard Day's Death&lt;/A&gt; - Raymond Benson
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It's 11:45, and I'm getting ready to head out of the house.  Bob left a half hour ago or so to go downtown to Arthur Bryant's and pick up some barbeque for his lunch; he said he'd come home and watch football this afternoon.  I'm planning on getting lunch at Chipotl&amp;eacute;, then go to the library, pick up a prescription, and I don't know what else.  
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The weather is absolutely beautiful--68&amp;deg; right now, with a projected high of 75&amp;deg;.  I guess this is the belated Indian Summer that we didn't have last month.
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I'm finally getting over the cold that I've had for two weeks.  I still have a cough, but it's not too bad, and I feel fine.  I've been trying to take good care of myself over the last couple of weeks, and getting a lot of sleep.  Last Friday I took some Nyquil when I went to bed, but I hate the stuff, and didn't take enough.  So a couple of hours later Bob told me to get up and take some more, and I did, but I was still waking up coughing, so I got up and took a couple of cold pills around 2:00 in the morning.
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By the time I woke up, it was after noon, and I had slept for 15 hours!  I guess I shouldn't have done that, but on the other hand, I think I needed it.  The next night I slept for 12 hours without any drugs at all, and during the week I've been going up to bed at about 9:30 or 10:00 most nights.  I haven't gotten a lot of work done at home, but at least I haven't gotten sicker.  I was worried for awhile that I might be getting bronchitis, but apparently not.
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So I'm heading out into the beautiful day to run some errands.  I decided I needed to read "New Moon" before the movie comes out, so I started that this morning in ebook form on my iPhone, so I'll probably read that while I eat lunch.  I also need to go to the office supply store and replenish my supply of padded envelopes--I sold one of my &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_transaction.php?transaction_id=21230933"&gt;knitted scarves&lt;/a&gt; on Etsy this morning, the first knitted thing I've sold, which I was pleased about.   I want to get it into the mail tomorrow.
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I almost never get sick, but this year I think it was inevitable.  With Bob working retail, as careful as he is to wash his hands a lot, it was almost certain that he would get a bad cold, and then, as careful as he was to try not to give it to me, I got it anyway. 
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I stayed home on Friday; I called in and said that I was staying home so that I didn't expose anyone else to my cold, but that I would be working, and I ended up working, I think, more than I do at the office.  At the end of the day I checked my "sent" email folder, and I had sent 117 work emails.  I was really very efficient -- I just sat in my chair with the laptop on my lap and sent email after email, sending off instructions, following up on things -- maybe I should just stay home all the time, there are a lot fewer interruptions.
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Our wedding anniversary--33 years!--was Sunday, but it didn't seem like it made sense to go out to eat when I was feeling lousy, so we bought shrimp at the wholesale club, and I got a steak for Bob, and was going to make salad and baked potatoes, and just have a nice dinner at home.  So on Saturday night he had the steak and I had a baked potato, and we both had salad, and he said he wanted to save the shrimp for Sunday night, and we had a bottle of champagne that we hadn't opened over the holidays, so we would have that, too.
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Then on Sunday, I went out to run errands, and I was hungry, and I passed a Long John Silver's, and stopped in and got some fish.
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Well.  After being so careful about what I was eating after that gallbladder attack this summer, I had pretty much forgotten to pay any attention at all.  I had been eating whatever I wanted and not watching it, but on the way home, it was evident that I had gone a little too far.  Bob met me at the door when I came in, and I said, "I think I may have done something really stupid . . ."
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I ended up spending the entire evening in bed, and he ate the shrimp by himself (he saved me some, of course), and we didn't open the wine.
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I wasn't able to get to sleep until around 2:30 because of the pain, but by the time I woke up on Monday morning, it was gone.  So I've decided to really dedicate myself to trying to keep from having another one of those attacks, since I can't afford either the time or the expense of having surgery right now.  Bob went on the internet and printed out some "gall bladder diet" articles -- beets seem to figure prominently in them -- but it seems, at least as far as I'm personally concerned, that it's fried food that does me in.
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So this week I've been eating rice and beans and bread, and everything has been fine so far.  Except that the cold has turned into what may be bronchitis.  My sister called yesterday afternoon at work, and after I croaked out, "Hello," I basically couldn't talk at all.  She was on the other end going, "Are you okay?  Hello?" and I was trying to stage whisper that I was fine, I just couldn't make sounds, but she couldn't hear me, so it was more or less a comedy of errors. 
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I ended up bursting into tears, because I felt so frustrated, and she said, "Are you crying?" but then I &lt;I&gt;definitely&lt;/I&gt; couldn't say anything.  After a little while, she hung up, and I went outside and walked around and composed myself, then came back inside and emailed her so she wouldn't think I had died or something.  Bob went to bed early tonight because he has to be up at dawn to go into work; I'm trying to decide if it would be best for me to try to sleep sitting up so I don't cough and keep him awake.
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What a week.  And it's only Tuesday. 
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I used to read a LOT -- normally over a 100 books a year, at least since I started keeping track.  Over the last few years, though, that has gone down considerably, I guess because I converted a lot of that reading time over to time spent on the internet.  I've kind of gotten to the point where I feel guilty for sitting and reading, feeling that I should be doing something more productive.  But on the other hand, I feel kind of guilty for not reading, too.  It's a vicious circle.
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Over the last couple of weeks, and particularly this past weekend, I made up for it a little bit, though.  There were several books that came out that I was very excited about, and I pre-ordered them in ebook form, a couple from Amazon/Kindle, and one from Fictionwise.    
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I also picked up a few books this weekend from the library.  Our library recently went through a renovation, and for the last few months the library has been operating out of a storefront in a strip mall.  The new, improved library opened up the first of October, and I checked out the "new books" shelves over the weekend and got several things that had been on my wish list.
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Bob was out of town, on a fishing trip to the lake, so I spent quite a bit of time reading.  I went to Jason's for a late lunch on Saturday, took a book with me, and basically moved in for a couple of hours.  Then on Sunday, I never even left the house.  It was cold and rainy, and I spent a large part of the day on the bed, reading.  It was great.
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What I've been reading:
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&lt;B&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1594488878?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=1594488878"&gt;Juliet, Naked:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=willasjournal&amp;l=as2&amp;o=1&amp;a=1594488878" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, by Nick Hornby (ebook from &lt;A HREF="http://www.fictionwise.com/ebooks/b94469/Juliet-Naked/Nick-Hornby/?"&gt;Fictionwise&lt;/A&gt;)
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Most of Hornby's books involve music (for instance, "High Fidelity").  "Juliet, Naked," is about a singer-songwriter--Tucker Crowe--who hasn't been doing any singing, or song writing, for decades, but is still the focus of a group of obsessed fans, and one in particular, a British fan, who is so obsessed that he makes a trip to the United States to stand outside some of the places that the singer had frequented.  In fact, the book opens as the fan and his girlfriend are visiting, and taking photos of, the restroom that figured prominently in the singer's folklore.  The fan, Duncan, asks his girlfriend, Annie, to take a photo of him pretending to use the urinal.
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Then, shortly thereafter, Duncan falls into a relationship with a woman that he works with, and he and Annie break up.  "Juliet" was Tucker Crowe's most famous album, written about a woman that he idolized; "Juliet, Naked" is the "unplugged" version that may or may not be an actual album.  In a sequence of events that have more to do with some kind of gentle revenge than anything else, Annie starts an email conversation with Tucker Crowe that ends up being more than either of them expected . . .
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A wonderful book.  I &lt;i&gt;devoured&lt;/i&gt; it.
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&lt;B&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1439154287?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=1439154287"&gt;Vicious Circle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=willasjournal&amp;l=as2&amp;o=1&amp;a=1439154287" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/B&gt;, by Linda Robertson (paperback from the library)
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This was my Sunday book, the one that kept me reading in bed, reading in the bath, reading in my chair, until I finished it.  It's one of the witch/werewolf/vampire genre that are so prevalent recently.  Persephone Alcmedi is a witch who supplements her income by kenneling werewolves in her basement during the full moon.  One of her werewolf friends is murdered, and she is hired to investigate the crime, which turns out to be not as simple as it first sounded.  Even without the murder, her life had been getting complicated--first, her grandmother is kicked out of her nursing home and moves in with her, then she finds out that one of the werewolves, a tattooed, pierced lead singer in a heavy metal goth band, has a &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; strong crush on her.
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I really enjoyed this book, and am looking forward to two more books in the series, due to be published next year.
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&lt;B&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0399155988?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=0399155988"&gt;Rough Country&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=willasjournal&amp;l=as2&amp;o=1&amp;a=0399155988" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt;
&lt;/B&gt;, by John Sandford (hardback from the library)
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This is the book that I took to lunch with me on Saturday.  This is one in the Virgil Flowers series rather than Sandford's more usual Lucas Davenport books.  Virgil is on vacation, taking part in a fishing tournament, when he gets a call from Lucas that a woman has been shot at a nearby resort, and is asked to go take a look.  He does, and it turns out that the resort is a woman-only resort--not specifically lesbian, but mostly.  It turns out (as it always does) that there is more there than meets the eye, and Virgil ends up investigating the murder.
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I always enjoy Sandford's books, and this one was especially enjoyable.
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&lt;B&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0441017835?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=0441017835"&gt;A Touch of Dead (Sookie Stackhouse: The Complete Stories)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=willasjournal&amp;l=as2&amp;o=1&amp;a=0441017835" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, by Charlaine Harris (ebook from &lt;A HREF="http://www.fictionwise.com/ebooks/b94689/A-Touch-of-Dead/Charlaine-Harris/?"&gt;Fictionwise&lt;/A&gt;)
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This is a collection of Sookie Stackhouse short stories that have been printed in anthologies over the years.  This one was a little bit disappointing in that I had read all of the stories already, but I got it at Fictionwise on a 100% rebate promotion, so it wasn't really a loss.  The stories are good, and I like having them all in one place, I would just have been happier if they'd been new to me.
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&lt;B&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1597801275?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=1597801275"&gt;The Mall of Cthulhu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=willasjournal&amp;l=as2&amp;o=1&amp;a=1597801275" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/B&gt;, by Seamus Cooper (ebook)
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I actually picked this one up in the library, and I looked it up at Amazon on my iPhone to read the reviews.  I found that the Kindle version was only $2.99, so I went ahead and bought it. 
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Ted, a barrista at a chain coffeeshop in New England, is still trying to get over the horror of killing a group of vampires when he was at college ten years ago.  During that massacre, he saved the life of Laura, who is now an FBI agent.  Laura is basically Ted's only friend, since he can't talk about the vampires to anyone else.  They aren't actually a couple, since Laura is a lesbian, but they might as well be, bound together as they are.
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Ted accidentally finds out about a plot by a group of Cthulhu worshipers who intend to awake the Old Ones and bring about the end of civilization as we know it, and Laura, by virtue of her connection to law enforcement, tries to help stop them.  This one is especially fun if you have any knowledge of the old H. P. Lovecraft "Cthulhu Mythos" stories, but it isn't absolutely necessary.
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&lt;I&gt;&lt;B&gt;Upcoming:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/I&gt;
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&lt;B&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0425229645?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=willasjournal&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=0425229645"&gt;Demon Ex Machina&lt;/B&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=willasjournal&amp;l=as2&amp;o=1&amp;a=0425229645" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, by Julie Kenner (ebook)
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I've been kind of saving this one.  I adore Kenner's "Demon Hunting Soccer Mom" series, and this is the latest.  
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&lt;B&gt;New Amsterdam&lt;/B&gt;, by Elizabeth Bear (ebook from &lt;A HREF="http://www.webscription.net/p-736-new-amsterdam.aspx"&gt;Baen&lt;/A&gt;)
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I'm not totally sure about this one, but I read the sample chapters and, since it was a $5.00 download, went ahead and got it.  It's kind of a steampunk/vampire/detective story that reminds me a bit of Kage Baker's novels.  I like Elizabeth Bear; I don't generally like "historical" fiction, but we'll see.
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Last night was strange.  I got home and pulled into the driveway, and hit the electric garage door opener, but it wouldn't open.  I thought maybe the battery was getting weak, so I tried it again, and then I held it up to the windshield and pushed it, but no luck.  So either the batteries were too weak, or the door was broken.  So I parked in front of the garage door and walked around the house to let myself in the front door, and hopefully open the garage from the inside.
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When I opened up the front door, I reached in to turn on the light, but it wouldn't come on.  The house was completely dark. I thought, aha, the power is out.  We had had a pretty severe storm early in the day, so that made sense.  So I walked back out to the car and got my computer and purse, locked the car, and came back inside the house.  As I walked up to the house, I looked around, and it looked like there were lights in other houses, so it wasn't a neighborhood-wide power outage, anyway.
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I knew where a flashlight was--on the table in the living room where Bob drops his keys--so I got that and looked around.  The clock on the coffeemaker was on, and the clock on the microwave, and I opened up the refrigerator, and it was on, too.  But no lights.  I thought I might as well go down in the basement and try flipping the breakers, and as I started down the stairs, I tried the light just for kicks, and it came on.  Hm.  So I came back into the main part of the house and tried the lights there, and nothing came on.
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Okay, so I had power in the basement, and some things were working in the house, but no lights.  I went upstairs--we had power upstairs, the lights came on, no problem.  So there was power in the basement, and power on the second floor, but nothing on the main floor.  Or, no &lt;I&gt;lights&lt;/I&gt;.  Since it seemed so random, I went around and tried things, and the lamp by my chair where I normally sit came on.  But that was the only light on the first floor that would come on.
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I called my dad--Bob was working late--and asked him if there was anything I could do besides flip the breakers, and he said to look for a reset button on an outlet somewhere.  He also suggested I call Bob's dad and ask him, since he had built the house, so I called him, and he said to try flipping the breakers, and also there should be a GFI (ground fault interrupter--I looked it up) somewhere in the house and I should try resetting that.  I knew there was one on the first floor half bath.
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I took my flashlight into the bathroom and tried pressing the reset button, but nothing happened.  I pressed it a few times, then gave up, and went down to the basement--nice now that the lights were on--and flipped all the breakers, but nothing happene there, either.
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So I sat down in my chair by the one light on the first floor and read until Bob got home.  He had called to say he was on his way, so I told him what was going on, and when he got home he tried all the things that I had tried with the same result, nothing.
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Bob said that he thought maybe the GFI had shorted out, so he was going to try replacing it, but by then it was about 10:00, and too late to go buy one.  We were standing in the kitchen talking, thinking about what to do, and I was saying how odd it seemed that the coffeemaker, microwave, and refrigerator were all working, and I just idly turned the knob on the electric stove to see if it was working, too, and the lights came on.  Um.  Okay.  I turned the stove off, and the lights went off.  I turned it back on, and the lights came on.
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Not really a long term solution, but interesting.  Bob went back in the bathroom to try the GFI, and it worked now, and the lights stayed on, without having to turn the stove on.  There was still something weird, though.  When I ran the garbage disposal, the kitchen lights flickered; it reminded me of the old Frankenstein movies when Dr. Frankenstein flips the switch on the monster and all the lights flicker and blaze.
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Bob was off today, so he bought a new GFI and installed it (and he said he only got a &lt;I&gt;little&lt;/I&gt; electrocuted), and now everything seems fine.  I don't know whether something got struck by lightning or whether it was just a coincidence, but it was sure weird.
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I stayed late at work last night to finish up some stuff.  We normally have a staff meeting on Friday afternoons at 3:00, then everyone starts leaving when the meeting is over.  We didn't have a meeting yesterday afternoon, so I used that time to try to get some work done in the quiet, without the telephone interruptions.  I usually don't work late when Bob is waiting at home for me, but he went down to the lake this weekend, so it seemed like a good opportunity.  By the time I got home it was nearly 8:00.  I was looking forward to making a sandwich and sitting down in front of the television for some mindless entertainment, but there was nothing but static on the television.
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Frankly, at first I thought I'd hit a wrong button on the remote, I've done that before, so I checked the television upstairs and it was just static, too.  And there was no internet connection.  So I called the cable company and after some investigation, they said that everything looked fine until about 4:00 Friday afternoon, when we suddenly lost connection.
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The guy on the phone asked me if we'd had any yard work done or anything like that, and I said I thought from the chemical smell that they'd fertilized today, but I didn't think they'd mowed the grass.  In any event, something had happened, so he said someone would call me today, Saturday, to make an appointment to come out and fix it.  He said it might be Monday before they could get out.
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Today I was out having lunch at Chipotl&amp;eacute; when my phone rang.  It was the cable company saying that they could have someone out between 5:00 and 7:00, which was great, since that meant I wouldn't have to stay home from work on Monday.  I ran some errands, and got home a little before 5:00.  The doorbell rang at about 5:30, and when I answered the door, the guy on the porch said, "Cable Guy!"
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He went out back and looked around, and called me to come look.  There was a new wire running across the yard that I hadn't seen before; apparently our neighbors had had something done and the wire was running across (and apparently going to be buried in) our yard.  After a little more investigation, the cable guy came back to tell me that it looked like another cable company had come in to install cable at our neighbors' house and had simply disconnected everyone else that had cable running through the box behind the houses and just left it that way.  The way he described it, they just pulled out all the cable connections--three other households--and connected up theirs.
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I said, well, I guess you'll be coming out to repair the others, too, and he said he supposed he would.  After he was finished connecting everything back up, and I had checked to be sure the televisions and internet were working, he went back to the truck and got a disposable camera to document the evidence.  He said that was so we wouldn't get a bill for the repairs.  Hard to imagine that people do stuff like that, but I'm sure it happens all the time.
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Since I couldn't watch any television shows, I watched one of my Netflix DVDs -- The Rocker.  I liked it.  It wasn't a &lt;I&gt;great&lt;/I&gt; movie, but certainly enjoyable.  The other Netflix DVD I had in the house was M. Night Shyamalan's "The Happening" about a family fleeing from a deadly virus.  I only watched about ten minutes of it before jumping up and turning it off; I don't know, maybe it would have been okay, but the first part of it looked so gruesome that I didn't have any interest in waiting to find out.
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I looked through my own DVDs to see if there was anything else I wanted to watch, but decided to take a book up to bed instead.
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Today, not knowing if I was going to have television and internet or not, I went to the library and checked out a stack of DVDs:
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&lt;LI&gt;Feast of Love
&lt;LI&gt;Martian Child
&lt;LI&gt;P.S. I Love You
&lt;LI&gt;The Girl in the Caf&amp;eacute;
&lt;LI&gt;Happy Accidents
&lt;LI&gt;No Reservations
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I have freelance web work I should be doing, but I think I'll go watch a movie and work tomorrow!
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&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5904950-8674912651955761880?l=willacline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/feeds/8674912651955761880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5904950&amp;postID=8674912651955761880&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/8674912651955761880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5904950/posts/default/8674912651955761880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willacline.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-can-work-tomorrow.shtml' title='I can work tomorrow'/><author><name>Willa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04816425431273554588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.willa.com/images/willa_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5904950.post-2343356739455915970</id><published>2009-09-07T19:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T19:18:04.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;
People had recommended Janet Evanovich's "Stephanie Plum" novel series to me before; my hairdresser being one.  I'd resisted them, mainly because when I read the jacket blurbs they sounded so wacky, and I'm not really a fan of wacky.  Or, I don't know, maybe I am, but I think maybe the sounded like the kind of southern-fried wacky that I'm definitely not a fan of.  Like Fannie Flagg, maybe, or the cozy mysteries that are just too far off the top, and reading the jacket copy of the Plum series--Grandma Mazur and Lula and Ranger and Diesel--makes them sound awfully silly.
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I guess, like anyone, I have my own standards of what kind of things I read, and what I would consider wacky.  I'm sure my reading style would be considered &lt;I&gt;very&lt;/I&gt; wacky by a lot of people.  

I like vampire or werewolf novels that don't take themselves too seriously--I love Charlaine Harris' Sookie Stackhouse "Southern Vampire" books, and I used to love Laurel K. Hamilton's books until they turned into softcore porn.  A recent favorite is Patricia Briggs' Mercy Thompson series.  Mercy is a werewolf (actually a "walker") who owns an automobile repair business.  Another favorite series is Kim Harrison's "The Hollows" series about Rachel Morgan, a witch who, along with her living-vampire partner Ivy and sidekick Jenks the pixie, runs a private detective service in Cincinnati.
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Oh, and Julie Kenner's "Demon Hunting Soccer Mom" series about a woman who gave up her demon hunting vocation to become a suburban mom, but is dragged back into that world again and again.  I've also read a couple of Kenner's young adult books, "The Good Ghoul's Guide to Getting Even" and "Good Ghouls Do," both dealing with a teenage vampire and how she deals with her day to day existence.
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And I guess I should mention the Twilight series, of course, although really, those are more teen angst than vampire novel, although I confess I still haven't made my way through the first one.  I have all four of them on my iPhone in both ebook and audio book form, I just need to get through them . . .
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Anyway, Stephanie Plum.  It's one of those times when I'm truly happy to never have read a series, because of the run I'm having going through it now.  I've been listening to the audio books of the series all summer.  I started with "Seven Up" in June, just finished "Finger Lickin' Fifteen," and am currently listening to "Plum Spooky," a "between the Plums" book, all of which have been devoted to specific holidays ("Plum Lovin'" for Valentine's Day, "Plum Lucky" for St. Patrick's Day, and "Visions of Sugar Plums" for Christmas).  Being a huge fan of fiction set at Christmas time, I had listened to the Christmas one a year or so ago, and enjoyed it, but just never got into the whole series until now.
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Reading some of the reviews on Amazon, I see that a lot of people criticize the novels, saying that they're "all the same."  Frankly, I kind of like that.  I like the familiarity of the characters, and the comfort of knowing, more or less, what's going to happen. You can be pretty sure that one or more of Stephanie's cars will either catch fire or blow up, that she'll either move in with Joe or move out, that Grandma Mazur will cause a scene at the funeral home, and that Ranger will come to her rescue at least once, and she &lt;I&gt;still&lt;/I&gt; won't sleep him.  
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I still have the first six to read or listen to, but they're not narrated by the same person (Lorelei King), so I'll probably just read them rather than listening.  After three months of non-stop Lorelei King as Stephanie Plum, I don't think I could listen to someone else.  
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I was looking at the Audible.com website tonight and see that Ms. King also narrates the Mercy Thompson books, which was a nice surprise.  Maybe I'll spend my next Audible credit on one of them.
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Here are the release dates for some of the series books that I'm looking forward to in the coming months:
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&lt;LI&gt;Rough Country - John Sandford - 9/29/09
&lt;LI&gt;A Touch of Dead - Charlaine Harris - 10/6/09
&lt;LI&gt;Demon Ex Machina - Julie Kenner - 10/6/09
&lt;LI&gt;Evidence - Jonathan Kellerman - 10/6/09
&lt;LI&gt;Nine Dragons - Michael Connelly - 10/13/09
&lt;LI&gt;Grave Secret - Charlaine Harris - 10/27/09
&lt;LI&gt;U is for Undertow - Sue Grafton - 12/1/09
&lt;LI&gt;Black Magic Sanction - Kim Harrison - 2/23/10
&lt;LI&gt;Silver Borne - Patricia Briggs - 3/30/10
&lt;LI&gt;Changes - Jim Butcher - 4/6/10
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I have quite a few productivity blogs in my blogroll, and I also have a few that are mostly devoted to happiness, the major one being &lt;A HREF="http://www.happiness-project.com/happiness_project/"&gt;The Happiness Project&lt;/A&gt;.  I've been doing a lot of work in that realm lately, i.e., happiness, visualization, that kind of thing.  It's been on my mind a lot.  This morning when I was catching up on my blog reading, I made some notes about the things that I've been doing lately that help keep my spirits up.
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&lt;B&gt;Audible.com&lt;/B&gt;
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I don't watch or listen to the news, especially local news.  My days are tremendously improved now that I listen to audio books on my commute rather than listening to the radio.  I've noticed that when I'm between books--when I've finished one and don't have another on deck, or if I have a bad CD, so can't listen, I start out my day in a bad mood.  This is HUGE for me.  It may sound silly, but I think if you figure out something like that, you go with it.  
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I get audio books on CD from the library, and I put myself on waiting lists for the ones I want.  But sometimes I can't find anything I want, and none of my requested ones are available.  I can't make myself buy audio books on CD from the bookstore, they're WAY too expensive.  So I sprung for a one audio book a month subscription to &lt;A HREF="http://www.audible.com"&gt;audible.com&lt;/A&gt;.  It costs $15, which is much less than audio books cost in the stores, and considerably less than the regular price for a downloadable audio book.
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I still agonize over the choice of what to spend my credit on, and sometimes, if I've had good luck at the library, a few credits will build up.  I try not to use them for books that I know I can get at the library, if I just have patience, but sometimes I'll use one for a book that I just don't want to wait for.
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I used to burn the audio books onto CD, but my laptop doesn't do a very good job on audio CDs lately, for some reason, so last weekend I bought an &lt;A HREF="http://www.griffintechnology.com/products/itrip-auto-universal-plus"&gt;iTrip&lt;/A&gt;.  It's a gadget that allows me to listen to audio from my iPhone through the car's speakers.  Sometimes it's a little difficult to find a good frequency ("What's the frequency, Kenneth?"), but overall I'm very happy with it.  It was a little bit of an outlay in the beginning, but I'll save money by not burning CDs.
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I'm currently working my way through Janet Evanovich's &lt;I&gt;Stephanie Plum&lt;/I&gt; series.  I started on 7, I think, and I'm listening to 15 right now (&lt;I&gt;Finger Lickin' Fifteen&lt;/I&gt;).  I have &lt;I&gt;Plum Spooky&lt;/I&gt; to listen to next.  I haven't decided if I'm going to go back and listen to the earlier ones, since they have a different narrator, one that I don't like as well.  Maybe I'll take a break and listen to the &lt;I&gt;Twilight&lt;/I&gt; books, then come back to the Plums.
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&lt;B&gt;Netflix&lt;/B&gt;
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I used to have a Netflix account, and I loved it, but I started feeling like it was an indulgence that I couldn't justify, so I cancelled it.  I don't watch much television, and I don't really watch many movies, but I love them.  When I have an evening with no commitments, and Bob is out of town, I'll often go to Blockbuster and browse through the new release movies, and rent a couple.  But then what sometimes happens is that I'll get home, get involved in something else, and end up not watching them.  Then I have major guilt for not watching them, and feel pressured, and watch under deadline (the due date/time), which is horrible, since watching a movie is supposed to be a treat, and relaxing.
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But I still love movies.  I usually buy the ones I want (if I can find them on sale), but sometimes I'd like to see something that I'm not sure I actually want to own.  So I recently re-enrolled in Netflix.  The plan I got is about $15 a month for unlimited movies, with two out at a time.  And I just discovered that they have certain movies that you can watch on your computer immediately.  I stayed up until 3:00 a.m. last night and watched &lt;I&gt;Beverly Hills Chihuahua&lt;/I&gt; and &lt;I&gt;I'll Be There&lt;/I&gt;, two movies that were on my queue.  This is included in my subscription, and it was &lt;I&gt;wonderful&lt;/I&gt;!  All I had to do was look at the list of available movies (in my Netflix queue, they're marked "Play") and choose one, and after a brief browser plug-in download, it started playing.  
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Tonight the plan is to watch &lt;I&gt;Saving Grace&lt;/I&gt;, one of my favorite British comedies.
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I love books.  I love to buy books.  I love to browse in bookstores.  I love Amazon.com, GoodReads, Library Thing, etc.  I hate to pay full price for books, though, so if I'm going to buy a book, I try to use a coupon or Amazom credit.  For some reason, even though I'm enrolled in their frequent reader program, Borders has stopped sending me coupons.  I've written to them several times, and they say everything is set up correctly, but I just don't get them.  So I looked around, and found &lt;A HREF="http://dealspl.us/"&gt;DealsPlus&lt;/A&gt;.  You can sign up for the coupons you're interested in, and get a daily email with available ones.  They're posted by regular people (i.e., not by the stores), so they don't always work, but I do at least feel like I've made an effort to save some money by using a coupon if there's a book I can't get at the library, or don't want to wait for.
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Also, I do like to support authors and bookstores, and don't allow myself to feel guilty about buying books.  There have to be some limits!  
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&lt;B&gt;Ebooks&lt;/B&gt;
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With eReader for iPhone, &lt;A HREF="http://www.fictionwise.com"&gt;Fictionwise&lt;/A&gt;, and the Kindle for iPhone app, I can have an entire library with me all the time.  Right now I'm reading &lt;I&gt;Good Ghouls Do&lt;/I&gt;, by Julie Kenner, on my iPhone.  I read the first book in this series, &lt;I&gt;The Good Ghoul's Guide to Getting Even&lt;/I&gt;, on it, too, and was able to get the second book immediately.  
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While I'm all about instant gratification, I don't buy ebooks books on impulse.  If I'm interested in a book, I usually get a free sample from Amazon first, and only rarely buy full price books.  If I'm going to buy something full price, I try to hit a Fictionwise sale--they quite often offer a 100% rebate on new releases, so if I pay, say, $9.99 for a book, they give me back $9.99 to spend on something else.  I also download almost all of the free ebooks that I run across.  I have a huge library of unread books and magazines, plus a few of my favorite books, so I never have to be without something to read.
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Today I was an errand-running &lt;I&gt;machine&lt;/I&gt;!
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&lt;LI&gt;Bank to make a deposit
&lt;LI&gt;Post office to mail off a couple of Ebay orders
&lt;LI&gt;Franklin Covey to get a planner hole punch
&lt;LI&gt;PetSmart for cat food
&lt;LI&gt;Library to pick up a book that was on hold ("Cat Sitter on a Hot Tin Roof," by Blaize Clement, which I spent the early evening reading)
&lt;LI&gt;Beauty supply store for shampoo and conditioner (they're having an $11.95/liter sale)
&lt;LI&gt;Lunch at Schlotzsky's (not an errand, but lunch out is a Saturday must)
&lt;LI&gt;Frozen custard and strawberries at Sheridan's (ditto)
&lt;LI&gt;Watch repair shop to get the battery replaced in my watch
&lt;LI&gt;Blockbuster to rent "Knowing" and spend a coupon for a free previously-viewed DVD (I got "Nights in Rodanthe," a sappy film that I probably wouldn't buy, but free is free)
&lt;LI&gt;Half Price Books to sell some old paperbacks and a stack of magazines
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I think that's the last time I'm going to do the Half Price Books thing.  I lugged a banker's box (the small size) with a layer of paperbacks, then filled with magazines.  I came in right after a family with about twenty boxes of books, so I waited a half hour or more, then they paid me $5 for them.  You never can tell--I don't know whether it depends on who's evaluating them, or what--and I'm always disappointed, of course, but I think that was probably the lowest offer I've ever gotten.  I could have said no thanks, and carried them back out, but I didn't.  Next time I'll take them to the library or a hospital or something.
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&lt;A HREF="http://www.ip3apps.com/swineflute.html" onMouseOut="MM_swapImgRestore()" onMouseOver="MM_swapImage('about','','http://www.willa.com/journal/2009/07/swineflute2.jpg',1)"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.willa.com/journal/2009/07/swineflute.jpg" name="about" border="0" align="left" hspace="10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I camped out at Schlotzkey's for awhile with my notebook, making notes for a couple of iPhone apps that I'm working on.  My company, &lt;A HREF="http://www.propaganda3.com"&gt;Propaganda3&lt;/A&gt;, partnered with &lt;A HREF="http://www.bazillionpictures.com/"&gt;Bazillion Pictures&lt;/A&gt; to make our first iPhone app, &lt;A HREF="http://ip3apps.com/swineFlute.html"&gt;Swine Flute&lt;/A&gt;.  You can get it at the App Store for $.99 &lt;a href="http://www.tinyurl.com/swineflute"&gt;here&lt;/A&gt;.  We'll be submitting a second app, &lt;A HREF="http://www.ip3apps.com/venues.html"&gt;Venues&lt;/A&gt;, for approval probably next week, and we have several more in various stages of completion.  Exciting stuff. (Roll over the pig to see a picture of the app screen.)
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We had five dogs in the office today--Dave's two, Jojo and Connor, Dano's Takoha, Cello's Sunny, and Shane's Clark.  I love them all, they're all great dogs.  Jojo, Connor and Takoha are there pretty much every day, but I don't get to see Clark very often.
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He's huge, but a total softie.  In the photo he's looking up through the spiral staircase, waiting for Shane to come back down.
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And this is Sunny, completely bereft because Cello went to lunch.
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Here are Connor and Jojo on a day last week.  Dave's wife was coming to pick up the dogs, and he had gone to a meeting, so I took them out and sat and waited for her.  They're waiting, too, obviously.
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This is a picture of Takoha, and Dexter, who belongs to Cameron.
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I love having the dogs at work, it just makes things so much more lively and interesting.  Jojo hangs out in my office quite a bit.  
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Sometimes she just needs a break from the big guy.
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And sometimes she just needs a tummy rub.
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I don't normally have a lot of stuff scheduled for the weekends.  Bob is usually working, and I usually do errands and all the stuff that I don't have time to do during the week.  But sometimes it works out that I have a really busy weekend.  The 4th of July fell on a Saturday, so I had Friday off to run errands.  On Saturday there was a party out at John's house in the country; Bob was going to go out early in the morning and go fishing, but I didn't really want to spend the entire day out there.  I had talked to one of my friends who was also going to be out there, and she offered to pick me up later in the day
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She picked me up sometime in the middle of the afternoon and we drove out together so Bob and I wouldn't have two cars out there and have to drive home separately (which would mean I wouldn't have been able to sleep on the way home!).  We got there in the late afternoon, sat around and talked, had a nice dinner--we'd all brought things, so it was kind of a pot luck, and the guys cooked brats and burgers on the grill.
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Then we had fireworks, and went home.
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As it happened, I had just finished up a website for the friend who drove me out to the party.  She sells handcrafted items at several locations, and had decided she needed a website, so I built it, and it went live that weekend: &lt;A HREF="http://kbellboutique.com"&gt;kbellboutique.com&lt;/a&gt;
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The next day, Sunday, was a family reunion in Sedalia, about an hour and a half away.  I picked up my parents around noon and drove down, had a nice lunch and a good visit with relatives that I only see about once a year, and drove them back home in the late afternoon.
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It doesn't sound like a lot, but it was a very full weekend for me!
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This is sort of sickeningly sweet, but I was browsing through a scrapbooking site over the weekend and discovered the &lt;A HREF="http://shabbyprincess.typepad.com/shabby_princess/"&gt;Shabby Princess blog&lt;/A&gt;, where you can download a free monthly wallpaper image that you can add your own photos to.
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How did it get to be July already?  Frankly, it's felt like August around here, with temperatures over 100 degrees for most of last week.  It's amazing how much difference ten degrees makes, though -- I think it's around 85 or 90 here today, but people were coming back from lunch saying how beautiful it was outside.  The humidity is probably lower; the 100+ degree temperatures last week were made worse by the fact that it had been raining pretty much non-stop for the previous two or three weeks, so it was pretty steamy.
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And of course, the air conditioner went out during that period.  We spent one night in the basement and a couple of very stressful, tense days, fueled by hope, prayer, candles and portable fans, and the air conditioner got a bandaid and, knock wood and fingers crossed, continues to work.
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Speaking of rain, we got so much rain that the roof at work leaked again, although fortunately not in my office this time.  Bob got a promotion at work, which, yay Bob! but that's been very stressful, too, so it's been kind of a hard month all around.  I think we're going to go out to John's on Saturday to cook out and shoot fireworks, then I have a family reunion on Sunday, so hopefully we'll get some relaxation in this weekend.
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I've been listing my very extensive library of back issues of knitting magazines on Ebay, many of which are out of print, so if you like that kind of thing, &lt;A HREF="http://myworld.ebay.com/willaknits"&gt;check it out&lt;/A&gt;.  I've relisted some of them a second time, so if they don't sell I'll probably take them to Half Price books and get a quarter for them (and then they'll sell them for $9.00 or something), so I'd really like to avoid doing that.  They're all in beautiful shape, and I kind of hate to let them go, but really, if I haven't read them in 7 years (I have some from 2002), what are the odds that I'm going to read them now?
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&lt;LI&gt;I don't like big chunks of tuna in my tuna salad.  Or tuna casserole, for that matter.  In fact, if I could have tuna salad or tuna casserole without any actual &lt;I&gt;tuna&lt;/I&gt; in it, that would be ideal.
&lt;LI&gt;Same thing with chili--when I make it I break the ground beef up really small.  Ground beef in general kind of grosses me out, except for a good hamburger maybe once or twice a year, if I don't think about it too hard.
&lt;LI&gt;Hamburgers: extremely well done, cheese, ketchup, yellow mustard, sliced onion, lots of pickles.
&lt;LI&gt;Hotdogs: Oscar Meyer cheese dogs, yellow mustard, sweet pickle relish.
&lt;LI&gt;I like "fruit on the bottom" yogurt best.  Yogurt without any actual pieces of fruit is weird.  I'll eat it, but it's weird.
&lt;LI&gt;Salad: lettuce, green onions if not too strong, fresh mushrooms, sliced, black olives, sliced, artichoke hearts.  No tomatoes, no hard-boiled egg unless there is also bacon.  Ranch dressing, always, preferably the homemade kind made with buttermilk.  Bottled ranch dressing is uniformly awful, but especially low-fat or fat-free.
&lt;LI&gt;Eggs: Over easy or hard boiled.
&lt;LI&gt;Milk: 2%, but only for cereal or cooking, not to drink.  I don't drink milk.  Ick.
&lt;LI&gt;Macaroni and cheese: The ultimate comfort food.  Macaroni, American cheese, white sauce made with milk, flour and margarine.  Baked.  Stouffer's in a pinch, but it's not the same.
&lt;LI&gt;Spaghetti: Thin spaghetti or spaghettini.  Red sauce, never meat sauce.  Sometimes green olives or mushrooms.  Ragu - the other comfort food.  All my comfort food seems to involve pasta . . .
&lt;LI&gt;Dessert: chocolate. Or cheesecake. Better yet, chocolate cheesecake.  Fruit pie: why bother?
&lt;LI&gt;Ice cream: The chunkier, the better.  Ben &amp;#38; Jerry's New York Superfudge Chunk, Chubby Hubby.
&lt;LI&gt;I've given up Diet Coke, so I've been getting back into iced tea. Or lemonade. Or a combination of the two. 
&lt;LI&gt;Lunch every day for weeks: low carb, fat free bean burritos (homemade). Low carb tortilla, fat-free refried beans, a little low fat mozzarella, a little Pace picant&amp;#233; sauce. Not tired of them yet.
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I spent the afternoon and early evening with my parents yesterday.  My mom has trouble hearing, and she has tinnitus, so it's hard to talk on the phone, so when we're actually in the same room, we talk pretty much non-stop.  Yesterday we talked a lot about Ebay--I've been listing a lot of stuff there, mostly back issues of magazines--and they were wondering whether anything they had would be worth anything.  I came home with a sack of old magazines and a box of old vacuum tubes--someone had told dad that they were worth something, although I haven't quite figured out yet if people just want them for the collectible value, or whether they want ones that are new to put in equipment.
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It's been raining for what seems like weeks now, and our basement flooded, so Bob and I have been working down there as much as we can.  I packed up a box of books, and the magazines that didn't sell on Ebay, and took them to Half Price Books.  They don't pay much, but I got $18 for that batch, and I figure that's $18 I didn't have yesterday, and it got some stuff out of the basement.
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We're also having trouble with the air conditioner, so Bob was out in the yard this morning cutting grapevine off the fence so the guy who's coming to look at the a/c could stand up straight, and I was down in the basement clearing a path to the unit down there.
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So it's been kind of a busy--and stress-filled--couple of weeks.  But we'll get through it.  It's just life.
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If anyone is interested in back issues of knitting and craft magazines, there are still some up at my &lt;A HREF="http://myworld.ebay.com/willaknits"&gt;Ebay page&lt;/A&gt;.  Mostly Vogue Knitting and Knitter's, some are out of print.
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I had several balls of sock yarn listed at Ebay, but three of them didn't sell, and I thought I'd offer them here if anyone was interested.  They were listed at $15.00; I would ask an additional $1.50 for shipping, so $16.50 for each.  If you're interested, just &lt;a href="mailto:willa@willa.com"&gt;email me&lt;/A&gt; and let me know which one you want, and I'll send you a Paypal invoice.  If I have more than one request, it will be first-come, first-served.  I'll let you know either way.
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No. 1 - 
Regia Jubilee, Color 5472 ("India"), Dye Lot 53723. Hot pink, white, burgundy, tan. Made in Italy. 75% Superwash Wool, 25% Polyamide. Size 1-2 needles. 100 gram ball (420 meters).
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No. 2 - Opal Rainforest III, Color 2030, Dye Lot 10. Off-white, denim-blue, gold, coral. Made in Germany. 75% Superwash Wool, 25% Polyamide. 8 stitches=1 inch on US Size 1 needles. 100 gram ball (425 meters).
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No. 3 - Gedifra Socks Color, Color 4203, Dye Lot 10459. Pink, cream, turquoise, tan, pale yellow. Made in Germany. 75% Superwash Wool, 25% Polyamide. Size 1-2 needles. 100 gram ball (459 yards).
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What I made today, and put up in the &lt;A HREF="http://willa.etsy.com"&gt;Etsy store&lt;/A&gt;.
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&lt;A HREF="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=26422883"&gt;Impression jasper and lemon crysoprase earrings&lt;/A&gt;:
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Bob had a vacation week planned--he was going to go down to the lake with a friend--and he asked me if I wanted to take a few days off and take a long weekend down to Bennett Spring.  So I did.  I took off Thursday and Friday, and we left Thursday after he got off work.  On Thursday I spent most of the day running around doing errands, picking up some snacks for the trip, going to the bank, etc., then rushed home and packed, since he wanted to leave as soon as he got home at 5:00.
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I guess it must have been around 2:00 that I started feeling kind of bad.  While I was out I'd eaten a bagel and some Doritos, which didn't seem too bad, but I was having the feeling like I had back in February when I felt like I was going to die.  I tried to ignore it, and went ahead and finished my work, then took a quick shower, and laid down for about a half hour.  It was abdominal pain, sort of like indigestion, I guess.  When it happened in February my doctor thought it was probably a hiatal hernia, but it hadn't happened again, so I didn't do anything about it.
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I still didn't feel great when Bob got home, but I didn't see any point in not going, although he suggested it.  It wasn't too bad really, but as we drove, it got worse.  We had been going to stop and eat on the way, but I knew I couldn't eat.  I just wanted to get somewhere where I could lie down.  I had called the motel ahead of time to tell them we would be getting in late; we actually got there a little earlier than I had thought, and it was a good thing.
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On the phone, the guy said that we would have the room above the office, and he would leave the key in the room and a note on the board in the window, since the office closed at 9:00.  We must have gotten there just a few minutes after nine, because the lights were still on in in the office, but we didn't see anyone.  We also didn't see a room above the office.  There were some stairs on the side of the building, but they led up to a plain door that looked like some kind of a storage area or something.  I went up and tried the door, and it was locked.  So we walked around and couldn't figure out any other place it could be.
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I went back to the office door and tapped on it, and someone finally came out.  I said, "Maybe we're just dumb, but we're the Clines and we were told that we had the room above the office, but we can't find it."  He laughed and said he hadn't gone up to open it yet, and it &lt;I&gt;was&lt;/I&gt; the room at the top of the stairs.  Actually, there were two rooms, and the locked door was the outer door.  He gave us our room key, then led us up the stairs, where he unlocked the outer door.  (This will become important later.)
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Once in the room, I got into bed, and Bob called a doctor friend of his for advice.  His friend is a gastroenterologist  , and he said it sounded like gallbladder.  He told Bob to give me clear liquids and saltines, so he went out and got Jello, 7-Up, and oyster crackers.  I ate a little of the Jello and a little 7-Up, but by then I was so nauseated that I couldn't keep anything down.  Without going into detail, that was basically the entire evening and throughout the night until about 2:00 a.m.
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On Friday morning I woke up without any pain, but still didn't feel quite right.  We went to the restaurant at the park and I had toast and tea for breakfast, then told Bob I thought I'd like to go back to the room for awhile.  He went out and fished a little more and I slept -- I think I just needed some more sleep.  By evening I felt pretty much okay, so we went in to town and had dinner (Shoney's seafood buffet), then he went fishing and I sat on the bank and read.
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This weekend was a special weekend where you didn't have to have a trout tag or even a fishing license to fish in the park, so we knew it was going to be crowded, and it was.  Bob fished for awhile in the morning, then came back and got me and we had breakfast at the lodge, then we went back to the room and took a long nap!  It had been a rough couple of days for both of us, me throwing up, and Bob having to sit by, helpless to do anything about it.  
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We went out for dinner that evening to another buffet, Golden Corral, I think, or something like that, then he fished in the river and I sat on a bench and read.  I got a lot of reading done this weekend, which was my goal.
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On Saturday night, late, Bob went out to the car for something.  The night before he'd done the same thing, and when he came back I said he'd been gone a long time, but he said it had only been fifteen minutes, so I didn't really pay attention.  I looked up from my book, thought, hm, it's been awhile, but thought maybe he'd gotten on the phone with a friend or something.
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A little while later I looked up again, and thought, wow, it's &lt;I&gt;really&lt;/I&gt; been awhile!  Sometimes he talks a long time on the cell phone, but I looked over at the table where he'd put his wallet and things, and the phone was there.  He could have been re-rigging his fishing equipment, which was what he was doing the other night, but I didn't think he planned on fishing Sunday morning since we were starting back.  All of a sudden I got really worried.  What if something had happened to him?  
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I jumped up, pulled on some shorts, grabbed my cell phone (in case I had to call 911 or locked myself out, since he had the room key), and rushed out, to find him standing in the open door of his van waiting for me. "Thank you," he said. "I knew you'd come looking for me eventually." He had left his phone inside, and he had locked the outer door, thinking the room key would unlock it, but it did not. He didn't want to knock in case he woke someone up.  He said he'd tried the room key in the outer door lock, and it fit, but he hadn't actually locked or unlocked the door with it.  He had his car keys, but no wallet.  He said he scrounged around and found fifty cents, but he would have had to find a payphone, and then, I would have probably come out and found the van gone, which would have worried me, too.
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He said he had thought about lying down in the parking lot and pretending to have had a heart attack or something, but that probably would have given &lt;I&gt;me&lt;/I&gt; one, so I'm glad he didn't.
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Last weekend when I was watching the birds at the birdfeeders, a squirrel came down and snacked at one, too.  I grabbed the camera; I thought I was too far away to get any good pictures, even using the zoom, but last night when I was downloading new jewelry photos for my Etsy shop, the squirrel photos were there, too, and they weren't too bad.
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I know I shouldn't have let him do it, I should have shooed him away, but he was cute (for a rodent), and pretty tenacious. 
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I especially like this one, with the fat little bird sitting on the branch next to him.  "Um, excuse me!  This is a &lt;B&gt;bird&lt;/B&gt;feeder!"
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I went to the library yesterday and came home with a BIG stack of books.  The library I normally go to, the one closest to our house, is undergoing renovation, and it's been closed for several months.  There's a temporary location at a mall, where I go to pick up books that I have on hold, and return books, but they don't have much of a browsing selection.  So I went to another branch a few miles away.  It always has a better selection of new books, anyway.  The ones I got are mostly paranormal anthologies, with a smattering of other stuff:
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I stayed up late last night and read "Killer Cuts," and finished it this morning in bed.  I'm sure I won't read all of them, but that's the beauty of the library, I can pick books that I'm not sure of, just gather up an armload, and if I don't like it, I don't have to read it, and don't feel guilty like I would if I had bought it.
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Yesterday I spent quite a bit of time beefing up my &lt;A HREF="http://willa.etsy.com"&gt;Etsy&lt;/A&gt; inventory.  I purchased two &lt;A HREF="http://www.etsy.com/showcase.php?ref=fp_banner_showcase_main"&gt;showcase&lt;/A&gt; spots for today, one for bracelets and one for earrings.  I had never done that before, so wasn't sure if I would have a lot of sales or not, and didn't want to run out of things.  It's a little after 1:00, and I haven't seen any activity at all so far, so maybe it was a waste of money.
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I know you can never tell with advertising.  I've tried several different things, but I haven't had a lot of success with Google ads or Facebook ads, so I thought I'd try this.  I suppose, if nothing else, it's knowledge.
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The screens on my windows at work are in bad shape, but I'm on the third floor so it isn't like I can just go outside and take them off.  I thought the landlord was going to replace them, but they haven't yet.  I've thought of just opening the windows and tearing out the screens, but this week I'm glad I didn't do that.
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A robin discovered them and has been visiting all week, pulling out strands to use in his nest, I assume, although Bob says it's late for that.  The screens are fiberglass (I think), not steel or whatever regular screens are, and they're kind of shredded.  The robin comes and hangs on, and pulls out a half dozen or so strands, or whatever he can get, flies away, and then comes back a little while later.  It's fun to watch.  I wonder where his nest is?
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We had a really nice, quiet holiday weekend.  Bob was off all three days, too, so it was a nice long weekend for both of us.  On Saturday, I got my hair cut and went to the nursery.  I wanted to get some geraniums for the front porch, which I did, but I also just wandered around and looked at everything, which I enjoyed a lot.  I also bought some birdseed and filled the birdfeeders when I got home.
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The birdseed must have been some great stuff, because there were birds out there all weekend.  Some of the highlights were a really cute Downy Woodpecker, a red-breasted grosbeak, and lots of pretty finches.
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On Sunday I stayed home all day reading; Bob went out and shot traps with a friend, then they had lunch, and he got home mid-afternoon.  I had been reading on the bed, and he came up and laid down, and we both ended up sleeping for a couple of hours, which was lovely.  When we woke up we went out to Chipotle for burritos.  A nice, long, lazy day.
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He played golf on Monday, and I stayed home most of the day, watching a squirrel raid the bird feeder--I tried to take pictures, but he was too far away to see well--talked with a friend in Second Life, fixed pasta for lunch, then went out and bought potting soil so I could re-pot the geraniums, which I have yet to do.  I also bought pots for the plants at work, but they haven't made it out of my trunk.  We went out for ice cream Monday night as a decadent ending to the holiday weekend.  And back to work yesterday, which was fine, too.
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Last night Bob was out in the garage getting ready to consolidate the trash into bigger bags, but we were out of large bags.  He said he was going to go get some, and I said I'd go with him.  I had already changed out of my work clothes into a big t-shirt that I intended to sleep in, but I changed into some sweatpant capris (about as attractive as they sound) and a different t-shirt.  He was wearing lightweight sweats and a t-shirt, too.  I stuck my feet into flip-flops and we headed for Target.
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We always laugh about it when we do that, and comment on what a cute couple we must make, schlepping to the store basically in our night clothes.  When he goes out by himself to pick something up, he usually says he's going out "to pick up chicks," and I said, "Good luck with that."  One night last week he had to go get gas or something--I don't remember what--and I went with him even though I already had my nightgown--okay, another big t-shirt--on.
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We wandered around Target, picked up trash bags, Cheddar cheese and mixed nuts (how appropriate!), then headed home.  Once home, he stayed out in the garage and bagged up trash to carry out to the curb.
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Once I'd dumped my purse in the house, I went back out to the garage to help him carry the trash out.  It wasn't until I came back in the house the second time that I realized I'd worn flip-flops from two different pairs, one with light blue terrycloth on top and the other lime green and white vinyl.  So I was even more put together than I thought!
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&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.willa.com/moblog/uploaded_images/photo-742050-742077.jpg" align="right" hspace="10"&gt;I keep thinking I should write about some of my favorite iPhone apps.  I know that not everyone has an iPhone, but there are several people I know who do, and they might find it useful. (That's my current iPhone wallpaper to the right, made from a Second Life screenshot.)
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&lt;B&gt;Pocket God&lt;/B&gt; - I mentioned this one the other day.  It's my current favorite game. There's a picture of a little island with a palm tree and a tiki god head, and you push a little plus sign to add villagers to the island.  You can have up to five at a time, and you can name them whatever you want.  Then you can torture them in various ways, like knock them into the ocean, make lightning strike them, or call a vampire bat to bite them.  You can get all your little guys back just by pushing the plus sign again.
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If you're a benevolent god, you can gift them with coconuts (the coconut seems to always hit someone on the head, though) and a fishing pole so they can fish (although about half the time they catch the shark instead, which doesn't end well).
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They do an update about every two weeks, and the one before last dropped a tyrannosaurus egg on the island.  The current update introduced the egg's &lt;I&gt;mother&lt;/I&gt;, and, of course, a new way to torture the islanders -- crack open the egg and mom shows up!  (Ooh, didn't see the association with Mother's Day until just now!)
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A total time waster, but fun. 
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&lt;B&gt;Momo&lt;/B&gt; -- &lt;A HREF="http://www.momolog.com/app/"&gt;Momo&lt;/A&gt; (Memo to Self) has both an iPhone and a web component.  You can type memos on the computer, then sync to the iPhone, so you don't always have to type on the itty bitty iPhone keypad.  I keep recipes there, my dream record, knitting patterns -- just basically just all kinds of things that I want to keep track of.  You can tag your memos so they can be easily retrieved.
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&lt;B&gt;Kindle&lt;/B&gt; -- Amazon recently released the Kindle for iPhone application.  I already had eReader, which I've been using to read ebooks for years, and the Kindle app is very similar.  The cool part, though, is being able to request short samples of books before you buy them.  I went through my Amazon wish list and requested samples of almost everything -- that's the one thing that I struggle with when I'm trying to decide whether or not to buy something if it isn't from an author I'm familiar with.  This way I can get a taste of it and decide whether it's something I want to read or not.
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A friend of mine who has a Kindle has decided to sell it, because he says he prefers reading on his iPhone.  For one thing, it's easier to hold and read in one hand, and for another, the Kindle requires light to read, and the iPhone is backlit.  Neither of them are perfect, I guess, but having compared the two, he says the iPhone reading experience is better.
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&lt;B&gt;QuickVoice&lt;/B&gt; -- There are LOTS of recording applications out there, and I think I've tried them all. I was originally looking for an application that was simple enough to pick up the phone in the car and record something, just so I wouldn't forget it.  I chose Voxie, but didn't end up using it all that much.  I had tried the free version of QuickVoice, but liked Voxie better.  Then last week QuickVoice Pro went on sale, and I heard great things about it, so I bought it and tried it.
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The cool think about QuickVoice is that you can record something, then email it to yourself (or someone else) in &lt;I&gt;text&lt;/I&gt;.  It transcribes your message!  I tried it twice; it didn't do too well when I was in the car, apparently the road noise was intrusive.  But when I recorded something and there wasn't a lot of outside interference, it transcribed it perfectly.  I'm thinking I might use this one quite a bit.
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&lt;B&gt;QuickWord&lt;/B&gt; -- This one is new, and pretty expensive for an iPhone app--$12.99.  But it's the first application (I think) that lets you actually create and edit Word documents.  There are a lot of apps that let you view them, but not edit.  You can also, by mounting the iPhone as a drive over wifi, drag and drop so that you can share and edit documents between the iPhone and desktop.  
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&lt;B&gt;iBird&lt;/B&gt; -- On Sunday I looked out my window and saw a beautiful bird on the bird feeder, one I couldn't identify.  I looked for a bird book, and couldn't find one, although I knew I had one somewhere.  I got online, and wasn't successful in searching there, either, since I wasn't really sure what I was looking for.  But while I was searching, I saw an ad for an iPhone app called iBird (of course!), so I checked into it. 
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There are several different versions, but I bought the cheapest one, "iBird Yard."  It has about 150 birds in it.  I'm not sure whether I found &lt;I&gt;my&lt;/I&gt; bird or not, but it was fun to play around with.  I went out to my parents' house in the afternoon--my mom is a bird lover--and she had me play the audio of all the birds she could think of.  We decided the bird I saw was probably a grosbeak.  They have one of those, too -- he was absolutely beautiful!  He sits on their bird feeder most of the day, they said.  Greedy little guy.
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It was a pretty low-key, quiet weekend.  I made jewelry, read a little, cooked, and watched the rest of Twilight, along with all of the extended content.  I liked it a lot, I will definitely watch it again.  It seemed to capture the book really well, and while I wasn't crazy about the casting when I first read about the movie, it kind of grew on me.  I didn't start reading the book until after I'd seen promotional stories about the movie, so I think that helped, since I didn't have a pre-conceived version of the cast in my head.  The only one I pictured differently, if I pictured them at all, was Charlie, Bella's father.
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But all in all, I enjoyed it.
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I've been trying to cook more, and to use Bob's term, utilize existing resources.  He was out of town a couple of weeks ago at a friend's place at the lake, and when he did his grocery shopping he bought a whole bag of potatoes since they were on sale, and cheaper than buying individual ones.  But since he was by himself, he came home with basically a whole bag of potatoes.
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Last weekend we were thinking about what to cook for dinner, and, looking at the bag of potatoes, I said, "We should cook something with potatoes!"  So I made scalloped potatoes.  We had baked potatoes a couple of nights during the week, and tonight I made scalloped potatoes again, along with hot dogs and deviled eggs (using up the last of a dozen eggs I bought when they were on sale at Easter).  Bob's friend Phil called while we were eating dinner, and said it sounded like a picnic.
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Pretty much everything I cook, I just "wing," i.e., I don't really use recipes.  For scalloped potatoes, I just peel and slice a few potatoes and chop up a small onion, and layer them in a casserole dish with pats of butter, sprinkle them with flour and salt, and pour milk over them.  Then bake until it looks like they're done.
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Deviled eggs are easy, too -- halve hardboiled eggs, scoop out the yolks, and mash them with Miracle Whip, a quarter teaspoon or so of sugar, and a drizzle of sweet pickle juice, then mound them back in the halved eggs and sprinkle with paprika.
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I went outside this afternoon to take pictures of the new jewelry I made this weekend, and there was a scruffy little bird sitting on the side of a dish that I leave sitting outside with water in it for the various wildlife.  I hadn't cleaned it out yet this spring, so it's full of fallen leaves and other debris, but I guess beggars can't be choosers.
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I thought he would fly away the minute I stepped outside, but he didn't.  I had the camera in my hand, so I turned up the zoom and took his picture, in face, I took about half a dozen pictures, and he didn't leave.  I figured he must be hurt or something.  I went ahead and took my pictures, and pretty soon he flew away.  Just a rest stop on the journey, I guess.
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I made a bunch of bracelets this weekend, and put them all up at the &lt;A HREF="http://willa.etsy.com"&gt;Etsy shop&lt;/A&gt;.  
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On a whim, I laid them all out side by side and book a picture, and it was so pretty that I made desktop wallpaper out of it.  Just click on the link for the one you want, and it will open up in the browser.  If you're on a Mac, you can control-click and choose "Save as desktop background."  If you're on a PC, you're on your own.  ;)
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I get Rob Brezsny's horoscopes in my email every week, and I usually just skim them and don't pay a lot of attention, but this one struck my imagination last night.  It isn't even my sign, it's for Capricorn:
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CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): From an astrological point of view, the 
coming weeks will be an excellent time to start a band and record an 
album. Your creativity is waxing, your attunement with the right side of 
your brain is especially sweet, and you will benefit immensely from 
anything you do to become less of a spectator and more of a participant. 
To jumpstart the process, go to Wikipedia and click on "random article." 
That's the name of your band. Then go to en.wikiquote.org and click on 
"random page." The last few words of the last quote on that page will be 
your album's title. Finally, go to tinyurl.com/9ydjk and choose a photo to 
be your CD cover. Or, if you don't like what's there, click on the link for 
"Get more interesting photos for the last 7 days." (My band is Widemouth 
Blindcat, our album is "More Time for Dreaming," and our cover art is a 
spiral staircase from here: tinyurl.com/c89rt7.)
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So I did the exercise.  Mine:
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&lt;B&gt;Band name:&lt;/B&gt; To Traverse Water &lt;I&gt;(an opera by Tasmanian (Australian) composer Constantine Koukias)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Album name:&lt;/B&gt; Collecting Happiness &lt;I&gt;(Quote: When we are collecting books, we are collecting happiness. - Vincent Starrett)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;B&gt;Album Cover:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;A HREF="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jueno/3466410342/"&gt;This image&lt;/A&gt;
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Apropos of nothing, my current favorite song that I forgot about for awhile: "California Stars," written by Woody Guthrie and arranged and performed by Billy Bragg and Wilco, from the album, "Mermaid Avenue."
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Current favorite iPhone app: Pocket God.  I had seen advertisements for it, but it didn't seem all that interesting.  Then on Saturday morning I was browsing the App Store and saw that they had dropped the price to 99 cents, so I went ahead and bought it.  It's actually pretty fun, and very clever.  You get an endless supply of "islanders" that you drop on your island, and then torture in various ways, like dropping them in the ocean to be eaten by a shark, striking them with lightning, etc.
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You can also be benevolent and give them a coconut (which usually bonks them on the head) to eat, or giving them a fishing pole so they can fish (and about half the time they catch the shark, which tows them off the island).
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You can change the weather, cause the sun to set and come up, cause violent storms; at night you can call a vampire bat to bite an islander, then that islander bites all of the others.  It's actually a lot of fun.  With the latest update, you can name the islanders, so it sort of takes on the aspect of a voodoo doll.  Completely pointless and a total time waster, but fun.
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Books are a huge part of my life.  I remember when I was in school, waking up at least an hour before I had to in the morning, so I could sit in bed and read before I had to get ready for school. There was a library within walking distance of the house where I grew up, and we could check out ten books at a time.  I would walk to the library several times a week in the summer and pick out my books, and walk home carrying as many as I could.  
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I remember the Mrs. Piggle Wiggle books that our teacher would read to us on rainy days, and I remember Harriet the Spy.  I remember sitting out in our garage one summer afternoon watching over my family's garage sale, and reading Raymond Chandler.  I remember walking up to the drugstore and agonizing over the paperback rack, trying to figure out which Agatha Christie novel to spend my allowance on next.
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My father ordered the Happy Hollister series of books for us -- I wonder what happened to those?  I read all of those, and I read all of the Nancy Drew books, and I read the aforementioned Raymond Chandler and Agatha Christie, all of those undoubtedly forming the love I have now for mystery novels.  
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I don't read nearly as much now as I used to, the time I used to spend reading I now spend on the computer.  But I try to read as much as I can, and I almost always have a book of some kind with me in case I get stuck somewhere.  Give me a good book and something to knit and I can stave off boredom no matter what.
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When I got my first Palm Pilot, one of the first applications I installed was eReader.  I was thrilled to find that I could get ebooks and read them on the device; I became a frequent visitor to &lt;A HREF="http://www.fictionwise.com"&gt;Fictionwise&lt;/A&gt;, buying mostly short stories and magazines--science fiction mostly--because the short format seemed more suited to reading on the small screen.
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When the Amazon Kindle came out, I coveted it, but there was no way I could pay nearly $400 for it.  Even when the price came down to around $350, it was still way out of my price range when it wasn't something that was strictly necessary.  I could read ebooks on the Palm, after all.
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Then the iPhone came out and I wanted one of those, too, but I didn't really &lt;I&gt;need&lt;/I&gt; one . . . it wasn't until the second generation ones came out, and my job changed at work, that I really &lt;I&gt;did&lt;/I&gt; need one.  And there was eReader for the iPhone, and all of the books that I had purchased at Fictionwise and ereader.com could be transferred over, so now I could carry a library of a few hundred books with me on my &lt;I&gt;phone&lt;/I&gt;.  At that point I was glad that I &lt;I&gt;hadn't&lt;/I&gt; bought a Kindle, since it would really just be another thing to carry around.  
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I know the screen is larger, and I'm sure the reading experience is better, but I figure it's probably not &lt;I&gt;$350&lt;/I&gt; better, and like I said, I don't really need something else to carry around.
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And now, there's a Kindle application for the iPhone!  The reading experience is pretty much the same as eReader, same size screen, after all, but the thing I really like about the Kindle app is the samples that you can get for free.  I'll hear of a book that I might like to read, go find it on Amazon, and, assuming that it's available for Kindle (most recent books are), ask them to send me a free sample chapter, and I can instantly read it and see if I want to buy the book.  That's &lt;I&gt;huge&lt;/I&gt; for me -- one of the reasons I'll get books from the library rather than buy them is that I never know for sure (unless it's one of my favorite, known authors) whether it's something that I'll want to read or not.
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If I get a book from the library, I can always read a chapter or two and, if I decide I don't like it, return it, with no hard feelings and no buyer's remorse.  If I've bought a book, I feel compelled to finish it even if I don't care for it all that much.  A sample chapter pretty much takes care of that problem.
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I don't know for sure how many books I have on my iPhone right now, at least a hundred, probably more.  Fictionwise runs a lot of sales, and quite often gives a 100% rebate on new titles, which is an excellent deal.  They don't give you the money back, but credit it to your account, so you can buy more books for basically free.  Last week I got a book from the library, "The Fallen," by Thomas Sniegoski.  About halfway through the book, a paperback, there was a section of pages missing.  I thought, well, I could try to request another copy from a different library, or I could see if I could find it in a bookstore, but oh heck, I just went to Fictionwise and bought it, downloaded it to my iPhone, and finished it that way.
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In general, it takes me longer to read a book on eReader than it does a printed book, but I don't think that's all bad.  I pay closer attention.  I can't really skim.  And I kind of like that.  I read fewer books, but maybe I read them, and remember them, &lt;I&gt;better&lt;/I&gt;.
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I spent most of the morning today updating my &lt;A HREF="http://www.goodreads.com/review/list/21814"&gt;Goodreads&lt;/A&gt; and &lt;A HREF="http://www.librarything.com/catalog/willac"&gt;LibraryThing&lt;/A&gt; lists, and then I worked on my I worked on my Amazon "&lt;A HREF="http://astore.amazon.com/willasjournal"&gt;A Store&lt;/A&gt;" for awhile.  I'm trying to put up most of my favorite series books; I'm finding they're mostly paranormal mysteries, I guess that's where my interest lies lately.  I read purely for enjoyment, and these books are, at least for me, a lot of fun.
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I have a project in mind for knitters, and I would love it if any knitters out there would answer a 
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When I was out at my folks' yesterday for Easter lunch, I mentioned that I'd seen pictures of a baby shower that one of my nieces had held for a friend of hers, and my mother asked me how, and I had to try to explain &lt;A HREF="http://www.facebook.com/people/Willa-Cline/601714605"&gt;Facebook&lt;/A&gt;.  I said I'd also seen pictures of them with my grand-niece, and showed them the pictures on my iPhone, and we ended up looking at all kinds of pictures.  My dad, especially, was &lt;I&gt;so&lt;/I&gt; intrigued.  He's always been fascinated by technology.
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I stole these pictures from my niece's Facebook page:
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I also showed them pictures of my second cousin and said that she had posted things about music competitions that she was in and things like that.  I never really thought I'd enjoy the "micro blogging" tools like Twitter and Facebook, but it turns out that I do, very much.  It's fun to use it to keep in touch with friends, and to see what everyone else is doing.  Social networking online.  What a concept.
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I hadn't planned on doing anything special today, but my mom called and asked me to come out to lunch.  Bob had to work today, so it was just me.  We had a nice lunch, and I stayed out there a couple of hours, then came home.  I normally would have stayed out there all afternoon, and maybe for dinner also, but I had a lot of stuff i wanted to accomplish today.  I didn't really get a lot done, but I did make a batch of soap, and photographed and posted some new jewelry in the &lt;A HREF="http://willa.etsy.com"&gt;shop&lt;/A&gt;.
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Bob had been using my cucumber-melon soap in the shower, and he was almost out, so I made him some more when I got home.  I just made a small batch, but I thought to photograph it while I did.  I've been writing some small "how to" articles at &lt;A HREF="http://www.ehow.com/members/willac.html"&gt;eHow&lt;/a&gt;, and I've wanted to do one about making melt-and-pour soap, so I can use these photos there, too.
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It couldn't be simpler, really.  I start out with a premade melt-and-pour base.  There are several different kinds, but for this soap I used an avocado cucumber base.
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You cut the soap into pieces, pile it into the measuring cup, and melt it in the microwave.  I usually set the timer for 60 seconds, take it out and stir it, then melt it for about 30 seconds more.  It can take more or less, you just want to have all the chunks melted, but not boil the soap, so you need to take it slow.
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Once the base is melted, add soap colorant and soap scent, or fragrance oils.  In this case I'm using an already blended scent of cucumber-melon, since I already know that Bob likes it.  I also used a "seafoam green" liquid colorant.  Since the soap has already been colored white, any color you put in will result in a pastel color, but that's fine for this particular soap.
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