<?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-1351191936504340684</id><updated>2012-02-12T12:23:52.204+08:00</updated><category term='childhood'/><category term='Everyday life'/><category term='art::craft'/><category term='what&apos;s in a month'/><category term='daily life'/><category term='Holiday Crafts'/><category term='Lists I Write'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='Eat + Drink'/><category term='Admiration + Inspiration'/><category term='pot-pourri'/><category term='Art + Craft'/><category term='roller skating'/><category term='notes to self'/><category term='australia'/><category term='Things I Make'/><category term='paper craft'/><category term='My Home'/><category term='Lucy'/><category term='downloads'/><category term='travel'/><category term='Fashion + Frills'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='family'/><category term='Day Trips'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='British Fancy'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='love'/><category term='Flickr Fancy {My Favourites}'/><title type='text'>hoopty doopty</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-7633506478016809264</id><published>2012-02-10T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T14:46:27.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Admiration + Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Education Illustration</title><content type='html'>We watched this in class tonight. I'm pretty sure I had seen something else illustrated by RSA Animate before as it was familiar. I like this. I like the message and the clever illustration makes it so much more fun to take in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/zDZFcDGpL4U/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDZFcDGpL4U&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDZFcDGpL4U&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-7633506478016809264?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/7633506478016809264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=7633506478016809264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7633506478016809264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7633506478016809264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2012/02/education-illustration.html' title='Education Illustration'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-1868652641790309526</id><published>2012-02-09T16:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T16:17:02.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roller skating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Get Your Skate On!</title><content type='html'>Do you roller skate? Or did you use to roller skate? I think it would be safe to say that my second home was the local roller rink when I was a young teen. Oh how I loved to skate&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;and still do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year whilst still living in Australia I went roller skating for the first time in years, and by years I mean&lt;i&gt; a lot of years. &lt;/i&gt;I had not been to the roller rink since those teen years I'm sure. And like riding a bike I hadn't forgotten how and remembered why I liked it so much. It's wicked fun and great exercise. Now my guy and I get our skate on regularly. Yes that's right! We bought new skates. &lt;i&gt;I know total geeks, right? &lt;/i&gt;We love it and we like discovering new places to get our skate on. They're usually old and quite weathered and feel a bit like stepping back into 1982 but that's all part of the charm. It's old school and it's still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tT6zAh8P6pI/TydVZGbuZwI/AAAAAAAAAfU/4xFuAFPWXAM/s1600/319249_2543139974640_1137931438_3046072_1982869349_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tT6zAh8P6pI/TydVZGbuZwI/AAAAAAAAAfU/4xFuAFPWXAM/s1600/319249_2543139974640_1137931438_3046072_1982869349_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went skating together for the first time at our old haunt where we both skated as teens. Lots of memories there and it hasn't changed that much.&lt;br /&gt;So the story goes like this: We ended up liking it so much after two times we were hooked, &lt;i&gt;again,&lt;/i&gt; and decided we'd invest in our own roller skates because using those yucky rentals is just that, yucky! And we knew we were going to be doing this regularly so why not.&lt;br /&gt;The pair in the photo above are mine. Very similar to the ones I had as a teen. I love that! And funny enough now we're talking about getting some outdoor wheels and different indoor ones to suit our roller skating needs and I'm cracking myself up thinking about how we have become a part of the roller skating culture. And let me tell ya, it is a culture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NK-Lvih9x2w/TzN50TMcc3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/LsBiv0XcZ9s/s1600/blurskate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NK-Lvih9x2w/TzN50TMcc3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/LsBiv0XcZ9s/s1600/blurskate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-1868652641790309526?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/1868652641790309526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=1868652641790309526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1868652641790309526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1868652641790309526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2012/02/get-your-skate-on.html' title='Get Your Skate On!'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tT6zAh8P6pI/TydVZGbuZwI/AAAAAAAAAfU/4xFuAFPWXAM/s72-c/319249_2543139974640_1137931438_3046072_1982869349_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-719274126129347267</id><published>2012-01-26T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T03:25:47.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday life'/><title type='text'>Cirque Du Soleil</title><content type='html'>My mum's Christmas present was two tickets for her and I to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.cirquedusoleil.com/en/home.aspx#/en/home/americas/usa.aspx"&gt;Cirque du Soleil's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cirquedusoleil.com/en/home.aspx#/en/home/shows/details/ovo.aspx"&gt;Ovo&lt;/a&gt; at The Santa Monica Pier. Here are a few highlights from the day/evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rpieoElM-pM/TyBQ3qSSPEI/AAAAAAAAAdM/wrfPfJUvR2o/s1600/santamonicalunch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rpieoElM-pM/TyBQ3qSSPEI/AAAAAAAAAdM/wrfPfJUvR2o/s1600/santamonicalunch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had hoped to eat at an old favourite deli but it is no longer. We wanted something&lt;i&gt; new&lt;/i&gt; to us and not the usual. Mum eyed this place and so we tried it and we liked it. &lt;i&gt;Very much&lt;/i&gt;. I don't know the name (or I'd give it praise + a link) so I guess we'll have to go back and try it again. It was a lovely little French cafe/bistro with great service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DOZy0YQhlz4/TyBSN9UPOoI/AAAAAAAAAdc/TxjT3ExiGGE/s1600/buskers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DOZy0YQhlz4/TyBSN9UPOoI/AAAAAAAAAdc/TxjT3ExiGGE/s1600/buskers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spotted these buskers on the corner. They had this cool, stylish thing going on. Kind of quirky. My mum really liked their music and I loved that there was a guy playing the accordion. Neat stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yjEhcDKe1Lg/TyBSbzFLvDI/AAAAAAAAAdk/VGex4iDsr3w/s1600/mum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yjEhcDKe1Lg/TyBSbzFLvDI/AAAAAAAAAdk/VGex4iDsr3w/s1600/mum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my sweet mum. I don't have a fancy camera so night shots are always a challenge. I keep saying I'm going to learn more about the camera I do have to remedy this as I know having the fancy camera does not equal the great shot. We have a little tradition and that is to take a photo in front of the sign at each show. So we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tEGH2NqNbGA/TyBSvLcqftI/AAAAAAAAAds/PSZzWXJkgEk/s1600/me-at-Ovo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tEGH2NqNbGA/TyBSvLcqftI/AAAAAAAAAds/PSZzWXJkgEk/s1600/me-at-Ovo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's me. Here's as about as close as I'm going to get at being a performer in a Cirque du Soleil show. I can still dream though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22-Gur1P270/TyBTKarsRHI/AAAAAAAAAd0/KfhYxCMhAGQ/s1600/ferriswheel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22-Gur1P270/TyBTKarsRHI/AAAAAAAAAd0/KfhYxCMhAGQ/s1600/ferriswheel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we walked the pier, mum got a coffee and we chatted like we always do. I love hanging with my mum because she's fun and always game to try new things and she enjoys all the detail. We took in the magic of the day/night and had ourselves a good ol' time. &lt;b&gt;The End!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-719274126129347267?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/719274126129347267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=719274126129347267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/719274126129347267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/719274126129347267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2012/01/cirque-du-soleil.html' title='Cirque Du Soleil'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rpieoElM-pM/TyBQ3qSSPEI/AAAAAAAAAdM/wrfPfJUvR2o/s72-c/santamonicalunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-4719468632928716707</id><published>2011-06-28T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T17:56:20.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ir6iWYEKDaw/Tgmj_9AST-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/YRsmdERLazw/s1600/IMG_0099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ir6iWYEKDaw/Tgmj_9AST-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/YRsmdERLazw/s640/IMG_0099.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today right outside my front door. I love the rain and I love that I get to see so many beautiful rainbows here in Western Australia. Truly lovely I say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-4719468632928716707?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/4719468632928716707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=4719468632928716707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4719468632928716707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4719468632928716707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2011/06/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ir6iWYEKDaw/Tgmj_9AST-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/YRsmdERLazw/s72-c/IMG_0099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-3328483671483495011</id><published>2011-04-11T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T10:20:58.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper craft'/><title type='text'>Tell Someone . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7yiqYnpeYs/TaJjftQE1WI/AAAAAAAAAZE/jZKVelng4JM/s1600/ireallylikeyou.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7yiqYnpeYs/TaJjftQE1WI/AAAAAAAAAZE/jZKVelng4JM/s1600/ireallylikeyou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness where does the time go? Seven weeks away to America and back home for a month now. My sweet little blog oh how I've neglected you. Here's to new beginnings and fresh starts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-3328483671483495011?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/3328483671483495011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=3328483671483495011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3328483671483495011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3328483671483495011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2011/04/tell-someone.html' title='Tell Someone . . .'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7yiqYnpeYs/TaJjftQE1WI/AAAAAAAAAZE/jZKVelng4JM/s72-c/ireallylikeyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-7121229681411732078</id><published>2011-01-10T14:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T14:23:36.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flickr Fancy {My Favourites}'/><title type='text'>Flickr: {Reconnect}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TSpsJFGhgHI/AAAAAAAAAYY/jCxhK7xNf-s/s1600/alva.keoghflickr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TSpsJFGhgHI/AAAAAAAAAYY/jCxhK7xNf-s/s1600/alva.keoghflickr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TSppY0bmzdI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/wjSYqemRxWg/s1600/vosphotosflickr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TSppY0bmzdI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/wjSYqemRxWg/s1600/vosphotosflickr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TSpnd2bUfXI/AAAAAAAAAYM/x66Wyyb1pXM/s1600/brookeshadenflickr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wanted to see what searching 'reconnect', &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2011/01/reconnect-my-word-for-2011.html"&gt;my word for 2011&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, would produce on Flickr. Sometimes Flickr can blow your mind. I initially had several photos but in the end it was really these two that spoke to me. Nothing like friends. Human and canine alike. Gotta love that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[image sources]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; 1. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/alvaaa-k/4041215020/"&gt;reconnect.&lt;/a&gt; 2. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/t-vo/3056130053/"&gt;Reconnecting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/neloqua/259586016/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-7121229681411732078?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/7121229681411732078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=7121229681411732078&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7121229681411732078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7121229681411732078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2011/01/flickr-reconnect.html' title='Flickr: {Reconnect}'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TSpsJFGhgHI/AAAAAAAAAYY/jCxhK7xNf-s/s72-c/alva.keoghflickr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-3817714981488790251</id><published>2011-01-08T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T11:47:15.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downloads'/><title type='text'>Inspiring Words</title><content type='html'>These words by Albert Einstein &lt;i&gt;via&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ohhellofriendblog.com/"&gt;oh, hello, friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; are words I want to live by and they seem to pair nicely with &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2011/01/reconnect-my-word-for-2011.html"&gt;my word&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for 2011. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Simplicity, harmony&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;opportunity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; are all key components for me in being able to actually reconnect to the things I love. I am loving having a word for the year to focus on because it gives me direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TSfKcGoS9BI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gYcYmRWRYeA/s1600/1293211366192059-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TSfKcGoS9BI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gYcYmRWRYeA/s400/1293211366192059-1.jpg" width="397" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poster below created by &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://idea-obscura.tumblr.com/post/2409119224/ive-been-thinking-of-doing-this-for-a-while-now"&gt;idea-obscura&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and made as a FREE download is just too cool if you ask me. I tweeted and facebook*ed it already like a teenage girl with a crush. These two things will adorn my pin board soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TSfKfX8RScI/AAAAAAAAAXw/9023z8JumAA/s1600/1293212140469077.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TSfKfX8RScI/AAAAAAAAAXw/9023z8JumAA/s640/1293212140469077.png" width="412" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-3817714981488790251?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/3817714981488790251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=3817714981488790251&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3817714981488790251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3817714981488790251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2011/01/inspiring-words.html' title='Inspiring Words'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TSfKcGoS9BI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gYcYmRWRYeA/s72-c/1293211366192059-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-7766004224821144103</id><published>2011-01-04T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:48:03.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes to self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday life'/><title type='text'>{Reconnect} My Word for 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TSFKShq9FGI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Vx1M0aIf3ek/s1600/reconnect.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TSFKShq9FGI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Vx1M0aIf3ek/s1600/reconnect.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;reconnect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="pron0x"&gt;[ˌriːkəˈnɛkt]&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;to link or be linked together again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really chuffed about &lt;a href="http://reconnect%20[%cb%8cri%cb%90k%c9%99%cb%88n%c9%9bkt]/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One Little Word&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;for 2011. It's my first time. I'm familiar with the idea of choosing a word for your year but have never done this. Well this is my year and my word. In case it wasn't already obvious from the photo above (hee hee) my word is &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;reconnect&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;i&gt;'&lt;/i&gt;m also going to be keeping a journal. Karen of Chookoloonks wrote &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chookooloonks.com/the-beauty-of-different/2010/12/29/journaling-101-a-primer-for-those-whod-like-to-start-a-pract.html"&gt;this great post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; about journal keeping. I recommend reading it if for nothing more than a gentle nudge and some encouragement. I feel keeping a journal will also help me to manifest and invite the things into my life that relate to &lt;i&gt;reconnect&lt;/i&gt;. I truly enjoy having a space to write down thoughts/ideas/lists and whatever else I feel and I know the benefits will be many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reconnect for me encompasses a myriad of things &lt;i&gt;(and now I'm scaring myself a little by using words like encompass and myriad)&lt;/i&gt; but the whole of it simply means getting back to what I love and enjoy most and making a conscious effort to participate in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; one little word for &lt;b&gt;2011&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-7766004224821144103?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/7766004224821144103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=7766004224821144103&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7766004224821144103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7766004224821144103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2011/01/reconnect-my-word-for-2011.html' title='{Reconnect} My Word for 2011'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TSFKShq9FGI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Vx1M0aIf3ek/s72-c/reconnect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-7430545211998247222</id><published>2011-01-01T21:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T22:00:35.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes to self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Two Thousand and Ten {2010}</title><content type='html'>Here's a glimpse photographically of what the year 2010 held for me. Inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.martawrites.com/2010/12/year-in-favorites.html"&gt;MartaWrites&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was lovely to reflect on what was even if I did not take as many photos as I had hoped.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Farewell 2010&lt;/i&gt;. You were a challenging year but nonetheless you proved to be one of tremendous personal growth sprinkled with abundant blessings along the way. &lt;i&gt;Nice to meet you 2011&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TR8kZfoHjiI/AAAAAAAAAXI/SGYe1Om0Ci8/s1600/family.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TR8kZfoHjiI/AAAAAAAAAXI/SGYe1Om0Ci8/s1600/family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;{my parents w/ my niece &amp;amp; nephew}&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TR8koJ2iBtI/AAAAAAAAAXM/O1jK6kcWuiY/s1600/fresh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TR8k-NRhC9I/AAAAAAAAAXY/-XFB8Uv9TF4/s1600/wintersunsets.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TR8k-NRhC9I/AAAAAAAAAXY/-XFB8Uv9TF4/s1600/wintersunsets.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TR8lKR9snfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/J4svDwV5liA/s1600/l.o.v.e.lucy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TR8lKR9snfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/J4svDwV5liA/s1600/l.o.v.e.lucy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TR8lTq5DC6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/UtenFF07XMM/s1600/funandgames.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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Grey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TP8FwHqExmI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HMe2fMGvwfE/s1600/mosaic6c37b4cb40f3b64520184eb3947984e07a970ed6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TP8FwHqExmI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HMe2fMGvwfE/s640/mosaic6c37b4cb40f3b64520184eb3947984e07a970ed6.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/8060269@N06/823613281/"&gt;Gathering of Goodness&lt;/a&gt;, 2. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/35293348@N04/5121345773/"&gt;IMG_2138&lt;/a&gt;, 3. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/7336526@N05/5063289496/"&gt;I am a SUCKER!&lt;/a&gt;, 4. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/54953301@N00/4623084951/"&gt;dorothea dress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling very inspired by silver and grey at the moment. Thinking silvery, sparkly, super shiny glitter is what I need right now and something to adhere it to. Remembering the 'good' silver cutlery brought out for holiday meals at my grandparents. Thinking of the northern hemisphere and comfy, cosy flannel sheets and dogs curled up. Liking the idea of that grey dress layered with tights and a beautiful winter's scarf. Time to turn on some Christmas music. &lt;i&gt;Silver Bells perhaps&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-6093409005781676081?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/6093409005781676081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=6093409005781676081&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6093409005781676081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6093409005781676081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/12/silver-grey.html' title='Silver &amp; Grey'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TP8FwHqExmI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HMe2fMGvwfE/s72-c/mosaic6c37b4cb40f3b64520184eb3947984e07a970ed6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-2745943799154889884</id><published>2010-12-04T12:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T12:34:47.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabric Scraps + Note Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="300" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/17040170" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/17040170"&gt;Krafty Gift Bags Tutorial&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user2004135"&gt;Roben-Marie Smith&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like brown paper bags and I'm also a big fan of creative wrapping ideas. Mix the two together and I'm in. Watch this video for a really simple + creative way to do just that. I loved it and it inspired me to use the same idea with some plain stationery I had that was not being used. Again, I'm in if it means using materials I already have. I didn't have any brown paper bags but they are now on my list. I found this video via Ali Edwards' &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/aliedwards"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my version of a few little note cards made from my stash of scraps. I must say I like the idea and it could be varied in so many different ways putting your own touch on it. I intentionally left part of the note card blank so I could hand write something there or maybe stamp a word or sentiment in that space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TO-Vs_JOqhI/AAAAAAAAAVo/7dvhWkF_fOc/s1600/fabricnotes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TO-Vs_JOqhI/AAAAAAAAAVo/7dvhWkF_fOc/s1600/fabricnotes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TO-Ln-zj_qI/AAAAAAAAAVk/BcA-xmJCcas/s1600/IMG_1969.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TO-Ln-zj_qI/AAAAAAAAAVk/BcA-xmJCcas/s1600/IMG_1969.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-2745943799154889884?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/2745943799154889884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=2745943799154889884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2745943799154889884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2745943799154889884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/12/krafty-gift-bags-tutorial-from-roben.html' title='Fabric Scraps + Note Cards'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TO-Vs_JOqhI/AAAAAAAAAVo/7dvhWkF_fOc/s72-c/fabricnotes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-5151283608426353173</id><published>2010-11-17T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T22:31:06.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday Crafts'/><title type='text'>Fabric Wreath: You Can Make One Too</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TOPlQ77fnJI/AAAAAAAAAVc/nxKPq5jPWIA/s1600/diy-wreaths-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TOPlQ77fnJI/AAAAAAAAAVc/nxKPq5jPWIA/s640/diy-wreaths-3.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;{image: wreath by&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/emilyandthemagic/5130098325/"&gt; emilyonasunday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;via&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.creaturecomfortsblog.com/"&gt;Creature Comforts&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I could like a fabric wreath so much until I saw this one. When Christmas falls in summer where it is most likely to be 38 degrees(+) it just seems more fitting to use brighter, softer, summery colours, if you will, and this fits the bill for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-5151283608426353173?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/5151283608426353173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=5151283608426353173&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5151283608426353173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5151283608426353173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/11/fabric-wreath-you-can-make-one-too.html' title='Fabric Wreath: You Can Make One Too'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TOPlQ77fnJI/AAAAAAAAAVc/nxKPq5jPWIA/s72-c/diy-wreaths-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-7982841147772997107</id><published>2010-11-16T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T14:06:28.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday life'/><title type='text'>Everyday Life: Happy, Hungry &amp; Crafty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TOH_xRRjEII/AAAAAAAAAVM/ElK1mruWMSQ/s1600/lucydiptych.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TOH_xRRjEII/AAAAAAAAAVM/ElK1mruWMSQ/s1600/lucydiptych.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little sweetie makes me smile all the time and especially when I see she's completely happy. She was getting some love and pets here. I know the photo quality is poor but I refuse to use the flash and I don't have a &lt;i&gt;fancy&lt;/i&gt; camera so I make do and adjust. I should also adjust the shutter speed on my little camera too because unless she's still it's a blurry photo. &lt;i&gt;Oh well!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of photo quality, it's just too easy to get too critical and if I did that none of my photos would be posted here and sometimes it's more about telling the story and sharing the words than it is about getting the perfect photo. Don't get me wrong I'm still interested in good photo quality &lt;i&gt;(and striving to learn more about photography)&lt;/i&gt; but I don't want it to become a road block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TOH_55Za8LI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9KOSto3a1eA/s1600/hungry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TOH_55Za8LI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9KOSto3a1eA/s1600/hungry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think it just might be possible for me to eat quiche every day but I won't!&amp;nbsp; I also can't seem to get enough of chick peas, tomatoes &amp;amp; peppers tossed in olive oil and sprinkled with S&amp;amp;P.&lt;i&gt; mmhhhh..........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TOIABOy-D4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/vcZQjoE4qLw/s1600/crafty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TOIABOy-D4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/vcZQjoE4qLw/s1600/crafty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hurricane of felt and craftiness hit my table and it won't go away. More about this little craft project later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What things have you been up to lately?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-7982841147772997107?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/7982841147772997107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=7982841147772997107&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7982841147772997107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7982841147772997107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/11/everyday-life-happy-hungry-crafty.html' title='Everyday Life: Happy, Hungry &amp; Crafty'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TOH_xRRjEII/AAAAAAAAAVM/ElK1mruWMSQ/s72-c/lucydiptych.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-9113866491544108135</id><published>2010-11-13T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:27:02.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flickr Fancy {My Favourites}'/><title type='text'>Pretty Pencils and a Message</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TN6LCXvsaYI/AAAAAAAAAVI/X24JNcLoDRY/s1600/mosaic447b3f1fc048241f401ea3b58ebdd095e588ff7c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TN6LCXvsaYI/AAAAAAAAAVI/X24JNcLoDRY/s640/mosaic447b3f1fc048241f401ea3b58ebdd095e588ff7c.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/36978051@N07/3958238991/"&gt;a bouquet of sharpened pencils&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pencil was, and still is, my writing instrument of choice and isn't that a pretty photo? I'd love a bouquet of pencils. I was going to say I'm re-writing (hence the pencil reference) but truth is I'm just editing old posts here on my blog and wanted to say sorry to anyone, if anyone, reading this in a feed reader as I think they are all re-posting and it might look confusing but it's the only way I can edit my 'categories' section here on Blogger and since I'm not happy with the way I labeled things previously I'm changing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend to all! X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-9113866491544108135?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/9113866491544108135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=9113866491544108135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/9113866491544108135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/9113866491544108135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/11/pretty-pencils-and-message.html' title='Pretty Pencils and a Message'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TN6LCXvsaYI/AAAAAAAAAVI/X24JNcLoDRY/s72-c/mosaic447b3f1fc048241f401ea3b58ebdd095e588ff7c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-6082348510662496597</id><published>2010-11-11T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:20:19.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flickr Fancy {My Favourites}'/><title type='text'>Paper: parcels, pages &amp; cupcake liners</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TNwDauOETQI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1mm2tIRXeN4/s1600/paperlove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TNwDauOETQI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1mm2tIRXeN4/s1600/paperlove.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/11832768@N04/3311252470/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;, 2. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/41315642@N04/4795004966/"&gt;195/365&lt;/a&gt;, 3. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/47187788@N00/3643338410/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;, 4. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/25285131@N04/5087142854/"&gt;Pages_10&amp;amp;11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my favourite things together. Paper and the colour red. The vast wonderland of Flickr continues to blow my mind. I could get lost in there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-6082348510662496597?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/6082348510662496597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=6082348510662496597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6082348510662496597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6082348510662496597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/11/paper-parcels-pages-cupcake-liners.html' title='Paper: parcels, pages &amp; cupcake liners'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TNwDauOETQI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1mm2tIRXeN4/s72-c/paperlove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-4300088529801621226</id><published>2010-11-10T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T22:48:41.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Make'/><title type='text'>An Envelope Closure Pillow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TNpxjH8LOaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/E3FPG4QzUuM/s1600/pillowcasefabric.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TNpxjH8LOaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/E3FPG4QzUuM/s1600/pillowcasefabric.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been thinking I should sew a pillow and then in perfect time I stumbled across&lt;a href="http://www.houseonhillroad.com/my_weblog/"&gt; Pillow Challenge Week&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://blog.craftzine.com/archive/2010/11/pillow_challenge_week.html"&gt;Craft:&lt;/a&gt;. This has to be one of the easiest things to sew yet I had not yet managed to sew one until now. I knew I had fabric in my stash that I could use and let me just say that there are so many more fabrics I'd &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; to get my hands on right now but I'm on a mission and it's to use the fabric I already have. Sat it with me now, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Already have"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. So satisfying I tell ya. I mean, that is why I collected such a stash because I knew I could/would use it somehow/someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TNpxSEOQcTI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H42a5z-maoo/s1600/pillowcase1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TNpxSEOQcTI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H42a5z-maoo/s1600/pillowcase1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is. I used a large square pillow (25 x 25inch) and a linen fabric with a cream embroidered pattern on it. I used an unbleached cotton for the back to pick up the colour of the embroidered design on the fabric because I didn't think it necessary to waste this lovely fabric on the backside and I like the way it looks with a different tone. (Sorry, didn't take a photo of the backside). It's an envelope closure and &lt;a href="http://www.thecreativemaven.net/"&gt;The Creative Maven&lt;/a&gt; has a tutorial&lt;a href="http://www.thecreativemaven.net/2010/05/make-simple-envelope-closure-pillow.html"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt; if you need one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-4300088529801621226?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/4300088529801621226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=4300088529801621226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4300088529801621226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4300088529801621226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/11/envelope-closure-pillow.html' title='An Envelope Closure Pillow'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TNpxjH8LOaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/E3FPG4QzUuM/s72-c/pillowcasefabric.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-3593366800050506138</id><published>2010-10-29T11:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:25:59.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists I Write'/><title type='text'>My 'I Like' List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMo-GYqKffI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XkAAShbOSlc/s1600/27..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMo-GYqKffI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XkAAShbOSlc/s1600/27..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wrote this for my 'about' page on my blog. The other day I read over it again and it made me happy. Might sound odd but there's something about seeing all the things you like in a list and written down. Can you relate? I like lists. It got me thinking again about making a 'life list' or rather an inspiration list. &lt;a href="http://www.chookooloonks.com/blog/"&gt;Chookoloonks&lt;/a&gt; wrote a &lt;a href="http://www.chookooloonks.com/blog/2010/4/27/on-creating-a-life-list.html"&gt;really inspiring and helpful post&lt;/a&gt; about making the list and I highly recommend reading it. &lt;i&gt;Highly&lt;/i&gt;. It's helpful and inspiring and I've started mine and will share it when I've completed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here's my 'I like' list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; avocado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a good cuddle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a lie-in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;old-fashioned ice cream  sodas(especially cherry-vanilla)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;snacks + appetizers + tapas type  food (I'm a nibbler)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the colours red and pink but not necessarily  together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;climbing into a bed w/just washed linens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;potatoes mash  w/gravy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;vintage signage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;depression glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;my hometown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a hot dog at a  baseball game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;surprises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; family meals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ginger beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;violet crumble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;cheese &amp;amp; onion pasties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;travel ~ the feeling that happens at an  airport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;walking into a house and smelling something delicious cooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;home grown tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;wearing hats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;roller coasters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;typography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;handwriting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;handwritten letters + mail via the post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; a  Scottish accent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mexican food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;curry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; my dog Lucy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;long talks w/dear  friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;laughing so hard it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;paying attention to details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;taking  my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;learning a new craft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the UK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;good cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a good game of  bingo (especially when I get to shout out "BINGO")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a good sandwich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;live  theatrical performances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;setting a table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;being prepared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cirque du  Soleil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;looking at old family photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mentioning 4 or 5 things in the  same sentence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;leisurely bike rides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;learning new languages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;salsa &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and of course&lt;/i&gt; blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What's on your list and if you have one please share?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;*I did not intentionally make the list 50. I only learnt it was 50 after selecting and making it a &lt;i&gt;numbered list&lt;/i&gt;. Cool! I like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-3593366800050506138?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/3593366800050506138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=3593366800050506138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3593366800050506138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3593366800050506138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-i-like-list.html' title='My &apos;I Like&apos; List'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMo-GYqKffI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XkAAShbOSlc/s72-c/27..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-729142702466411997</id><published>2010-10-28T09:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:26:47.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Make'/><title type='text'>A Bright and Cheerful Summer Bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMesf0oyPpI/AAAAAAAAAUs/JXsSXrip3GA/s1600/IMG_1931.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMesf0oyPpI/AAAAAAAAAUs/JXsSXrip3GA/s640/IMG_1931.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMerLIsLLEI/AAAAAAAAAUo/JFenWxUzacs/s1600/IMG_1932.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMerLIsLLEI/AAAAAAAAAUo/JFenWxUzacs/s640/IMG_1932.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess one could say I've been in the mood to sew of late and this is a good thing. I have stacks, and I mean stacks, of fabric and I'm determined to put it all to good use. This is the same pattern I posted about &lt;a href="http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/06/sewing-bag.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; but came out differently. The first one is less full because I continued the pleat all the way down. This one I didn't but I still ended up making the lining a little bit too big and I used a lining that is really too thick but works. I made the straps longer but also made a mistake there too, &lt;i&gt;oops&lt;/i&gt;, but that's the beauty of handmade. Mistakes add character. It also looks better with the bottom flattened a bit, the way I propped it here in the photo. It's bright too and I really like this fabric even though it doesn't seem like what I'm normally attracted to. I wanted to gift it to someone but I'm thinking it might be the perfect &lt;i&gt;carryall&lt;/i&gt; for summer because it's so cheerful and crazy with colour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-729142702466411997?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/729142702466411997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=729142702466411997&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/729142702466411997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/729142702466411997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/10/bright-and-cheerful-summer-bag.html' title='A Bright and Cheerful Summer Bag'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMesf0oyPpI/AAAAAAAAAUs/JXsSXrip3GA/s72-c/IMG_1931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-8109892311984419503</id><published>2010-10-27T09:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:27:57.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Make'/><title type='text'>The Pincushion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMYzA8aIGPI/AAAAAAAAAUY/nw1awvDJmAM/s1600/IMG_1725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMYzA8aIGPI/AAAAAAAAAUY/nw1awvDJmAM/s640/IMG_1725.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share this lovely pin cushion I made a while back. Isn't it sweet? I thought so. I found this really easy tutorial &lt;a href="http://whipup.net/2006/03/01/stickin-it-to-the-pincushion/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.whipup.net/"&gt;Whipup&lt;/a&gt; and even made one for a friend at work, hers being a different fabric. Very cute I might add. And mine, well I was very happy with the outcome of this wee project. I watched the BBC production of Jane Eyre whilst stuffing (&lt;i&gt;and let me tell you it requires a lot of stuffing to get it nice and firm&lt;/i&gt;) this pincushion and then hand stitching closed the opening. Oh what a nice way to spend a Sunday afternoon. Watching Jane Eyre and working on a sewing project. Yep, it was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMYy1qX3cuI/AAAAAAAAAUU/eiHQ_DFLznk/s1600/IMG_1907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMYy1qX3cuI/AAAAAAAAAUU/eiHQ_DFLznk/s640/IMG_1907.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Lucy lounging in the perfect sunlit spot when really she should be outside lounging in the backyard but she has a mumma who spoils her sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMYyurSuvAI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/xSG4lVNcd78/s1600/IMG_1908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMYyurSuvAI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/xSG4lVNcd78/s640/IMG_1908.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's almost out . . .&amp;nbsp; off to &lt;i&gt;never never&lt;/i&gt; land to chase cats. Toys close by in case anyone gets any ideas about taking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMYymdtHgDI/AAAAAAAAAUM/t9C1tuNpmks/s1600/IMG_1909.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMYymdtHgDI/AAAAAAAAAUM/t9C1tuNpmks/s640/IMG_1909.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is she not the sweetest little picture of innocence lying there all cosy in the winter's sun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMYybGkvKLI/AAAAAAAAAUI/2N1MpcYBFcA/s1600/IMG_1930.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMYybGkvKLI/AAAAAAAAAUI/2N1MpcYBFcA/s640/IMG_1930.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When's she's not napping and protecting her toys she's up to mischief like chewing up pincushions her mumma was so proud to have made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little bugger! This isn't even an accurate photo of what really happened. No. There was white stuffing everywhere and the button was of course removed but I didn't get photographic evidence immediately because I was getting ready to leave for work when I discovered what little 'miss naughty' was up to. You see, a certain little dog sometimes likes to pout and &lt;i&gt;act out&lt;/i&gt; when a certain owner has to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wasn't happy but relieved she didn't decide to destroy the one I made as a gift. I'm thinking of patching it up. I tell myself it will add charm.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Dogs! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-8109892311984419503?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/8109892311984419503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=8109892311984419503&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8109892311984419503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8109892311984419503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/10/pincushion.html' title='The Pincushion'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMYzA8aIGPI/AAAAAAAAAUY/nw1awvDJmAM/s72-c/IMG_1725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-2826301599228169389</id><published>2010-10-25T17:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:28:53.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Make'/><title type='text'>A Journal</title><content type='html'>Hi! Oh my goodness. Sorry for the great big gap in posting. I always have good intentions of posting regularly(and plenty to talk about) but I get side tracked. &lt;i&gt;Really&lt;/i&gt; side tracked obviously. I'll get there. One day! Anyway, I'm really excited to share something I'm working on. I found a link for &lt;a href="http://dispatchfromla.typepad.com/dispatch_from_la/rotdoci.html"&gt;Remains of The Day&lt;/a&gt; by Mary Ann Moss on &lt;a href="http://www.aliedwards.com/"&gt;Ali Edwards&lt;/a&gt; and when I watched Mary Ann's sneak peek &lt;a href="http://dispatchfromla.typepad.com/dispatch_from_la/rotdoci.html"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; of what the class was about I was sold. Watch the video and see for yourself. She's so clever and I totally love her approach. So here's a bit of what I've started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMU4EXtwdhI/AAAAAAAAATw/UfzJtuseyrk/s1600/IMG_1927.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMU4EXtwdhI/AAAAAAAAATw/UfzJtuseyrk/s1600/IMG_1927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside cover of my scrappy/messy journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMUqN4VweyI/AAAAAAAAATk/-9UslomHdlU/s1600/IMG_1919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMUqN4VweyI/AAAAAAAAATk/-9UslomHdlU/s640/IMG_1919.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMUpzWGbnYI/AAAAAAAAATc/V0_mfaBMHuM/s1600/IMG_1921.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMUpzWGbnYI/AAAAAAAAATc/V0_mfaBMHuM/s1600/IMG_1921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Polka dot fold over flap to protect edges of pages. The fabric I used here is slightly flawed but again that's the point as it adds character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMUpnde2Q2I/AAAAAAAAATY/R8h77HBTskU/s1600/IMG_1923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMUpnde2Q2I/AAAAAAAAATY/R8h77HBTskU/s1600/IMG_1923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front of journal folded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMUpPj8eE8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/mxkszMcB9wE/s1600/IMG_1925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMUpPj8eE8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/mxkszMcB9wE/s1600/IMG_1925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMUpbOlcM7I/AAAAAAAAATU/usPYQE2icrI/s1600/IMG_1924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMUpbOlcM7I/AAAAAAAAATU/usPYQE2icrI/s1600/IMG_1924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pages I've assembled so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how much fun this is. And yes there are lumpy bits and mistakes and whatnot but that's the whole point. It's not meant to be perfect which is a great exercise for me. I just gathered a stash of materials I already had and got busy creating. I loved sewing &lt;i&gt;guerilla&lt;/i&gt; style as Mary Ann calls it. I still have more pages to create and then bind it all together. I like how it has evolved. So much fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-2826301599228169389?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/2826301599228169389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=2826301599228169389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2826301599228169389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2826301599228169389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/10/journal.html' title='A Journal'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TMU4EXtwdhI/AAAAAAAAATw/UfzJtuseyrk/s72-c/IMG_1927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-412025064974247223</id><published>2010-06-25T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T19:01:35.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday life'/><title type='text'>Around the house lately</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to make it more of a habit to have my camera on hand and take more photos. I like the idea of simply documenting life as it happens. The ordinary and the routine. It's interesting to examine those two in more detail sometimes. I want to try and add a little bit of that element here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TCR4ql-EFvI/AAAAAAAAASc/5j2orfHYQlQ/s1600/IMG_1870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TCR4ql-EFvI/AAAAAAAAASc/5j2orfHYQlQ/s400/IMG_1870.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been cooler and we've had some rain which means dampness and green moss. Seeing this in between the pavers of the driveway makes me smile. I simply love the beauty that a rainy climate brings. It's not like walking though the English countryside but I appreciate the little bits we get here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TCR7cH7mQNI/AAAAAAAAASk/mHLaUuva9aY/s1600/IMG_1800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TCR7cH7mQNI/AAAAAAAAASk/mHLaUuva9aY/s400/IMG_1800.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about a stack of clean, folded washing that makes me feel happy too. And I'm guessing it wouldn't be an understatement to say I like the colour red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TCSGQlosziI/AAAAAAAAAS0/0grqX-Pa2eE/s1600/IMG_1743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TCSGQlosziI/AAAAAAAAAS0/0grqX-Pa2eE/s400/IMG_1743.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Warm drinks are a plenty now too. I've been warming myself up with tea and hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TCSKZ3EYLMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/RYEmSBv-uy8/s1600/IMG_1772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TCSKZ3EYLMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/RYEmSBv-uy8/s400/IMG_1772.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thinks this sill was designed especially for her as a head rest. She waits in hope of some excitement out there. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I hate those silly vertical blinds)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-412025064974247223?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/412025064974247223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=412025064974247223&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/412025064974247223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/412025064974247223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/06/around-house-lately.html' title='Around the house lately'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TCR4ql-EFvI/AAAAAAAAASc/5j2orfHYQlQ/s72-c/IMG_1870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-3243859895443801761</id><published>2010-06-16T10:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:30:03.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Make'/><title type='text'>Sewing a Bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TBgwFzTER2I/AAAAAAAAAR8/ZJbfgJIXy7s/s1600/bag2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TBgwFzTER2I/AAAAAAAAAR8/ZJbfgJIXy7s/s640/bag2.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TBgv2zAFI6I/AAAAAAAAAR0/yXB1ObJKVcY/s1600/bag1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TBgv2zAFI6I/AAAAAAAAAR0/yXB1ObJKVcY/s640/bag1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sshhh. . . . . don't tell anyone but I didn't do the top stitching on the very top of the bag or sew the lining closed yet but all in all I like the results. Mine looks slightly different compared to the tutorial photo because I &lt;strike&gt;modified mine a little&lt;/strike&gt; made a mistake (seriously, who am I trying to kid?) Mine is more of a square shape because I kept the pleat together at the bottom which doesn't need to be done but works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this bag from &lt;a href="http://www.themikkelsens.net/sarah/journal/2009/03/pleated-purse-pattern.html"&gt;this free tutorial&lt;/a&gt; which I found via the lovely How About Orange. There is also this &lt;a href="http://howaboutorange.blogspot.com/2010/05/12-free-bag-and-purse-tutorials.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; with a great list of free sewing tutorials and this &lt;a href="http://howaboutorange.blogspot.com/2010/06/super-cute-sewing-tutorials.html"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt; with other sewing tutorials and if you want more sewing goodness just browse her sewing category. Jessica is really good at putting lists together of a bunch of great craft ideas and then sharing them via her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy sewing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-3243859895443801761?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/3243859895443801761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=3243859895443801761&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3243859895443801761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3243859895443801761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/06/sewing-bag.html' title='Sewing a Bag'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TBgwFzTER2I/AAAAAAAAAR8/ZJbfgJIXy7s/s72-c/bag2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-5466882977681620644</id><published>2010-06-11T09:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:30:49.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flickr Fancy {My Favourites}'/><title type='text'>Have Some Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TA-3VxK1VqI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/E8SpGYJfV-0/s1600/mosaic582c2f71c14073e2fa20014955839eb6ef75a75f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TA-3VxK1VqI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/E8SpGYJfV-0/s640/mosaic582c2f71c14073e2fa20014955839eb6ef75a75f.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These images exude fun to me. Wherever you are, whatever you are doing  go forth and &lt;i&gt;have fun&lt;/i&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{images: 1. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/23244857@N03/3760751216/"&gt;watermelon ferris wheel&lt;/a&gt;, 2. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/63046469@N00/188277231/"&gt;Community Ed swimming&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-5466882977681620644?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/5466882977681620644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=5466882977681620644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5466882977681620644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5466882977681620644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/06/have-some-fun.html' title='Have Some Fun'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TA-3VxK1VqI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/E8SpGYJfV-0/s72-c/mosaic582c2f71c14073e2fa20014955839eb6ef75a75f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-2738292174004333504</id><published>2010-06-09T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:58:52.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion + Frills'/><title type='text'>I Have a Crush on Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TAX6t6hRT8I/AAAAAAAAAQs/EdgLFWQwkP0/s1600/pixiehair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="365" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TAX6t6hRT8I/AAAAAAAAAQs/EdgLFWQwkP0/s640/pixiehair.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TAX2vagv-lI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Qeofat7dDxA/s1600/carey-mulligan-3-30-10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TAX2vagv-lI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Qeofat7dDxA/s400/carey-mulligan-3-30-10.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh short hair I still have a crush on you and keep entertaining the idea that you may indeed be mine once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{images:&lt;a href="http://natalie_portman.images6.com/natalie_portman_picture_.html"&gt; Natalie P.&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.celebrity-hair-styles-magazine.com/celebrity-very-short-hair-cuts-14.html"&gt;Kate M.&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://screencrave.com/2010-03-30/interview-carey-mulligan-for-the-greatest/"&gt;Carey M.&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-2738292174004333504?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/2738292174004333504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=2738292174004333504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2738292174004333504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2738292174004333504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-have-crush-on-short.html' title='I Have a Crush on Short'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TAX6t6hRT8I/AAAAAAAAAQs/EdgLFWQwkP0/s72-c/pixiehair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-3696019681159819332</id><published>2010-06-01T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T18:54:33.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion + Frills'/><title type='text'>It's The First Day of Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S_J2vF5fJCI/AAAAAAAAAOY/2GDS2Kf-wqE/s1600/pinkboots%26umbrella.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S_J2vF5fJCI/AAAAAAAAAOY/2GDS2Kf-wqE/s640/pinkboots%26umbrella.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's officially the first day of winter here in the southern hemisphere, or at least it is in Australia and with rain coming I think I need a pink pair of wellies and a pink ruffled umbrella. I will be singing in the rain for sure and with a pair of those wellies who could resist the urge to stomp and splash in all the puddles along the way. Not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{images: 1. &lt;a href="http://www.milkshop.com/"&gt;Milkshop&lt;/a&gt; 2. &lt;a href="http://shop.bridetobe.com.au/shop/item/frou-frou-waterproof-frill-parasol-umbrella-in-white-black-red-blush-and-candy-pink"&gt;Bride To Be&lt;/a&gt; }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-3696019681159819332?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/3696019681159819332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=3696019681159819332&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3696019681159819332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3696019681159819332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-first-day-of-winter.html' title='It&apos;s The First Day of Winter'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S_J2vF5fJCI/AAAAAAAAAOY/2GDS2Kf-wqE/s72-c/pinkboots%26umbrella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-3625430763076458349</id><published>2010-05-31T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:32:31.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art + Craft'/><title type='text'>Pull Tab Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TAMgcsLJpEI/AAAAAAAAAQM/wBqbuZ4dszw/s1600/pop-lamp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="350" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TAMgcsLJpEI/AAAAAAAAAQM/wBqbuZ4dszw/s400/pop-lamp.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but think my reaction to this was so very cliché but the words "This is so cool" just came out of my mouth when I saw this. And cool it is. Who are you creative genius that designed and made this very chic pendant? I love you art &amp;amp; craft people you keep my world interesting to say the least and I will never look at pull tabs in quite the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{image:&lt;a href="http://blog.craftzine.com/archive/2010/05/chic_soda_tab_lampshade.html"&gt; Craftzine&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;via&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://alittlehut.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Little Hut&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-3625430763076458349?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/3625430763076458349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=3625430763076458349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3625430763076458349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3625430763076458349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/05/pull-tab-cool.html' title='Pull Tab Cool'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/TAMgcsLJpEI/AAAAAAAAAQM/wBqbuZ4dszw/s72-c/pop-lamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-1982075360891734553</id><published>2010-05-25T10:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:33:15.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flickr Fancy {My Favourites}'/><title type='text'>Flickr: four favourites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S_srlXa9IsI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ObJSBO1gDT4/s1600/mosaic6d0c86fdac1f99427cf388f96214325749543044%282%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S_srlXa9IsI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ObJSBO1gDT4/s400/mosaic6d0c86fdac1f99427cf388f96214325749543044%282%29.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{1. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/27060095@N03/4628940545/"&gt;Thrifted&lt;/a&gt;, 2. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/51035769243@N01/3533393976/"&gt;Awaiting Doors&lt;/a&gt;, 3. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/45842241@N00/4544707344/"&gt;Flags&lt;/a&gt;, 4. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/29379230@N08/4558392706/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting Flickr*ized* folks and finally updating and slowly creating my own &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hooptydoopty/"&gt;photostream&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;i&gt;it's still in the baby stage so no laughing&lt;/i&gt;) where I hope to share my own photographic attempts of various things but in the meantime I'm in some serious awe of the inspiration and talent out there. Goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be really pulled of late to these dreamy, soft, colourful and delicate spaces. I really like all of these next to one another. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-1982075360891734553?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/1982075360891734553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=1982075360891734553&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1982075360891734553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1982075360891734553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/05/flikr-four-favourites.html' title='Flickr: four favourites'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S_srlXa9IsI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ObJSBO1gDT4/s72-c/mosaic6d0c86fdac1f99427cf388f96214325749543044%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-440421654281656396</id><published>2010-05-24T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T14:10:19.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Home'/><title type='text'>Glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S_oKuQRuC0I/AAAAAAAAAO0/M4iUd2W3mPQ/s1600/glasscollage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S_oKuQRuC0I/AAAAAAAAAO0/M4iUd2W3mPQ/s400/glasscollage.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A grouping of different pieces of glass I've collected, acquired or been given over the years. Some old, some new and some re-purposed. I wanted to make a grouping and create something nice to look at on an otherwise very ordinary shelf. I'm experimenting with rearranging and displaying the things I already have to create a fresh new space and I'm also discovering a new appreciation for these collectibles. It's good to have little pockets and corners to admire because they all add to the whole picture. I remind myself daily that small steps are important and necessary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-440421654281656396?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/440421654281656396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=440421654281656396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/440421654281656396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/440421654281656396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/05/glass.html' title='Glass'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S_oKuQRuC0I/AAAAAAAAAO0/M4iUd2W3mPQ/s72-c/glasscollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-1534722388585809544</id><published>2010-05-22T10:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T10:29:47.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eat + Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Admiration + Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Fresher than Fresh Snow Cones &amp; Kickstarter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S_dBTjo8DVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Sn9DGF5m9mQ/s1600/FTFsnowcones.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="600" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S_dBTjo8DVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Sn9DGF5m9mQ/s640/FTFsnowcones.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet &lt;a href="http://www.ftfsnowcones.com/home.html"&gt;Fresher that Fresh Snow Cones&lt;/a&gt;. The whole concept + product and vision is inspiring and it makes me want to be seven again enjoying the sweet taste of a snow cone on a hot summer's day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serving up natural flavours&lt;i&gt; sans&lt;/i&gt; artificial colours Fresher than Fresh Snow Cones is bringing back, not only better quality, but all the goodness that should go along with the "ice cream truck" or rather trailer in this case. I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can help fund this project and read the story &lt;a href="http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/ftfsnowcones/fresher-than-fresh-snow-cones?pos=11&amp;amp;ref=spotlight"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.kickstarter.com/"&gt;Kickstarter&lt;/a&gt;. *Speaking of, I only recently discovered Kickstarter and let me just say I am completely smitten and inspired. Exciting stuff. I am a fan already. Some good stuff being introduced there it is so encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{all images: Fresher than Fresh Snow Cones}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-1534722388585809544?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/1534722388585809544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=1534722388585809544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1534722388585809544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1534722388585809544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/05/fresher-than-fresh-snow-cones.html' title='Fresher than Fresh Snow Cones &amp; Kickstarter'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S_dBTjo8DVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Sn9DGF5m9mQ/s72-c/FTFsnowcones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-5398191072699844268</id><published>2010-05-14T10:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:34:30.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Admiration + Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Vintage Suitcases Made Into Chairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S-yr9jNd6nI/AAAAAAAAANg/UYdz3FDLUfU/s1600/Recreate_Suitcase-Chair_Cameo-Red_Lrg_001-450x600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S-yr9jNd6nI/AAAAAAAAANg/UYdz3FDLUfU/s640/Recreate_Suitcase-Chair_Cameo-Red_Lrg_001-450x600.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S-y17gQilHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/yyfG9JDBsPM/s1600/vintagechaircollage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="377" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S-y17gQilHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/yyfG9JDBsPM/s640/vintagechaircollage.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving these. &lt;a href="http://www.recreate.za.net/"&gt;REcreate&lt;/a&gt; takes vintage suitcases and re-purposes them into gorgeous chairs. I want the red one. I really fancy red and I especially like the printed image on the white fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{images: REcreate &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a href="http://curbly.com/"&gt;Curbly&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*cracking myself up: I typed in Suticases and had to re-publish but too late for the url, it's stuck with &lt;i&gt;suticases&lt;/i&gt;, :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-5398191072699844268?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/5398191072699844268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=5398191072699844268&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5398191072699844268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5398191072699844268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/05/vintage-suticases-made-into-chairs.html' title='Vintage Suitcases Made Into Chairs'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S-yr9jNd6nI/AAAAAAAAANg/UYdz3FDLUfU/s72-c/Recreate_Suitcase-Chair_Cameo-Red_Lrg_001-450x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-6327500753650913428</id><published>2010-05-08T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:38:04.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Admiration + Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Record The Day: a good dose of inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S-VZFarpKjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/PIbh3dZK9AE/s1600/30-08-09.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468875272107928114" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S-VZFarpKjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/PIbh3dZK9AE/s400/30-08-09.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; 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float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through a magazine and tore out a couple of things and then I had the urge to take a peek at &lt;a href="http://www.recordtheday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Record The Day&lt;/a&gt;. I hadn't visited in a while but it's always a good dose of inspiration when I do. I love these little pieces and I really like the visual satisfaction my mind gets from looking at these. I feel like my creative side gets to take a long walk on a path chock full of visual goodness. I like to wonder this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm not sure what it is with the black and white but it feels calm and simple and I like it. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I see friendship and togetherness and it reminds me of great friends, moments shared and laughter. There is nothing like having wonderful friends and it makes me miss my awesome friends in the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I like the creative corners  and I especially like the frames. I've been really attracted to groupings of frames of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. And the last one. Well I couldn't help but think of my mum because she is the queen of all things wrapped and has this way of putting a very special touch on any gift she wraps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides just enjoying these visual displays it fascinates me how they speak to each of us in a unique way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{all images: Record The Day}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-6327500753650913428?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/6327500753650913428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=6327500753650913428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6327500753650913428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6327500753650913428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/05/record-day-good-dose-of-inspiration.html' title='Record The Day: a good dose of inspiration'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S-VZFarpKjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/PIbh3dZK9AE/s72-c/30-08-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-148428207423803504</id><published>2010-05-07T10:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:38:32.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tube</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S-N7Jus-CzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/IcK1Kk6RwiQ/s1600/underground_map_large.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468349779643599666" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S-N7Jus-CzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/IcK1Kk6RwiQ/s400/underground_map_large.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 295px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-style: italic;"&gt;The distant echo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-style: italic;"&gt;Of faraway voices boarding faraway trains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-style: italic;"&gt;To take them home to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-style: italic;"&gt;The ones they love and who will love them forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~Down in a Tube Station at Midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-size: 78%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;, The Jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West End girl meets East End boy&lt;br /&gt;Hers: Earl's Court&lt;br /&gt;His: Elephant &amp;amp; Castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscing about times passed. Good &amp;amp; special times. Never to be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;London, I still hear you calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{image: &lt;a href="http://www.a1londonhotels.com/underground_map/underground_map_large.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-148428207423803504?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/148428207423803504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=148428207423803504&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/148428207423803504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/148428207423803504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/05/tube.html' title='The Tube'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S-N7Jus-CzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/IcK1Kk6RwiQ/s72-c/underground_map_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-752621652216766826</id><published>2010-04-28T11:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:40:19.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Charmed, I'm Sure"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S9eqbAOVgLI/AAAAAAAAALg/15C_3iACWmE/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465024053730705586" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S9eqbAOVgLI/AAAAAAAAALg/15C_3iACWmE/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charms and I go way back and when I stumbled upon &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/charms4you"&gt;Charms4you&lt;/a&gt; I just couldn't help but take a look. I decided to peek at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Etsy&lt;/span&gt; in avoidance of hunkering down to the exciting business of job searching. A little virtual wondering in the form of retail therapy, although technically it isn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; retail therapy, more like retail therapy browsing because rest assured I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;am not &lt;/span&gt;purchasing a thing. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I got stuck on these little gems was in part a serious case of memory flashback to the charm bracelet I own and have owned since grade 2. It was gifted to me for making my first holy communion way back in the day bearing a single charm. Over the years it has become adorned with so many charms that I ran out of room on the bracelet and now have a whole bunch of homeless charms.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I think I need a second bracelet). Each one represents a place visited, a significant event or is simply a symbol of things cherished and adored. It's just chock full of goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still on occasion add to the charm collection and every now and again my mom(mum) helps add to that collection because they are so darned cute in all their smallness I can't help it. I really do need to wear the old one and seriously consider getting a second one to house the ones that do not yet have a home. I selected my favourites above and I have to say I love them all but that popcorn and hot dog made me smile. I guess I'm reminiscing of times treasured and those two pieces are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iconic&lt;/span&gt; America and proudly so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{images: Charms4you}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-752621652216766826?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/752621652216766826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=752621652216766826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/752621652216766826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/752621652216766826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/04/charmed-im-sure.html' title='&quot;Charmed, I&apos;m Sure&quot;'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S9eqbAOVgLI/AAAAAAAAALg/15C_3iACWmE/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-5004293607934988018</id><published>2010-04-24T11:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:39:40.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Admiration + Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Creative Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S9Jkg0NEjFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QDd4dyJkm5c/s1600/cynthia_warren.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463539812885892178" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S9Jkg0NEjFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QDd4dyJkm5c/s400/cynthia_warren.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 399px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In inspiration mode over here and I just can't seem to stop soaking it all in. I'm more motivated now than ever to create my own creative nook but more than that allow my dreams to flourish. A place of quiet that will help nurture those needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gorgeous work space above belongs to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.cwarrendesign.com"&gt;Cynthia Warren&lt;/a&gt; as does the lovely example below. Do check out her portfolio. I found her work via &lt;a href="http://www.designspongeonline.com/2010/04/cynthia-warren-design.html"&gt;this article at design*sponge&lt;/a&gt; and couldn't stop staring. You know how it is when you are immediately drawn to something and you can't stop staring? Her work, for me, is part old world with a delicate feminine touch. I am especially drawn to the soft, muted colour tones in both these images and whilst Valentine's has already passed, I'm going to save the below idea in my mind's pocket for future reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S9JkhMQELiI/AAAAAAAAALY/kP4egSZg_J8/s1600/cynthia2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463539819340901922" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S9JkhMQELiI/AAAAAAAAALY/kP4egSZg_J8/s400/cynthia2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 372px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found a write-up about Cynthia and her bungalow over at &lt;a href="http://www.sunset.com/magazine/"&gt;Sunset Magazine&lt;/a&gt; which was a real treat in two parts: I forgot how much I enjoyed good old Sunset (makes me miss home: Western USA) and the&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sunset.com/home/decorating-tips-favorite-things-00400000040420/"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; featured lovely and colourful vignettes around her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{images: Cynthia Warren}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-5004293607934988018?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/5004293607934988018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=5004293607934988018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5004293607934988018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5004293607934988018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/04/creative-inspiration.html' title='Creative Inspiration'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S9Jkg0NEjFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QDd4dyJkm5c/s72-c/cynthia_warren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-6601648762074677913</id><published>2010-04-23T13:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:42:28.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='British Fancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Admiration + Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Not Just Any Shed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S9EuGdlrFiI/AAAAAAAAALI/7lUNRFHNzD0/s1600/weeshed.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463198511533856290" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S9EuGdlrFiI/AAAAAAAAALI/7lUNRFHNzD0/s400/weeshed.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 395px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't pass up the opportunity to share this lovely little gem. Meet Artemis author of &lt;a href="http://simetra-junkaholic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tales of a Junkaholic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://simetra-junkaholic.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and get the full story and photos on her creative shed &lt;a href="http://simetra-junkaholic.blogspot.com/2010/04/weaving-sewing-shed-photos.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I wanted to be transported to this wee shed immediately. What a brilliant idea and a wonderful example of how to make a small space work. I keep saying it. Less is more! I know I could get lost in there, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;figuratively speaking&lt;/span&gt; of course. I am totally inspired and still oohhhing + aawwwing looking at the photos of this creative space and quietly collecting and storing all this goodness, all the bits and pieces in my mind's pocket of ideas and inspiration to hopefully bring forward into my own creative work space. Savouring each and every find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{images: Tales of a Junkaholic}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-6601648762074677913?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/6601648762074677913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=6601648762074677913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6601648762074677913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6601648762074677913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-just-any-shed.html' title='Not Just Any Shed'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S9EuGdlrFiI/AAAAAAAAALI/7lUNRFHNzD0/s72-c/weeshed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-7449389460617744222</id><published>2010-04-22T10:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:19:05.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='British Fancy'/><title type='text'>Bicycle Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S8-ypq7f1MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/YtjYuBk9YXE/s1600/Pashley-web.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462781301991920834" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S8-ypq7f1MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/YtjYuBk9YXE/s400/Pashley-web.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 347px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever told you I have a serious crush on the UK and all things British? Well almost ALL things, ha! I am also a huge fan of the old push bike especially the likes of vintage ones. So when I spotted this on &lt;a href="http://www.frombritainwithlove.com/"&gt;From Britain with Love'&lt;/a&gt;s blog well my mind got busy and started to wonder off to a seaside town in England, through the countryside in Scotland, on a farm road in Wales and over the lush green hills of Northern Ireland. Riding one of these of course! Enter &lt;a href="http://www.pashley.co.uk/index.php"&gt;Pashley Cycles&lt;/a&gt;. Hand building bicycles in Stratford-upon-Avon. Need I say anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured first is the lovely &lt;a href="http://www.pashley.co.uk/products/britannia.html"&gt;Britannia&lt;/a&gt;. Is she not lovely? She comes in red, blue and white (my favourite).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S8-z93UTZPI/AAAAAAAAALA/EM3gAizfofI/s1600/main_48.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462782748426200306" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S8-z93UTZPI/AAAAAAAAALA/EM3gAizfofI/s400/main_48.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's &lt;a href="http://www.pashley.co.uk/products/sonnet-pure.html"&gt;Sonnet Pure&lt;/a&gt;. Folks she's a Shakespeare inspiration. I kid you not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S8-z9W3HnzI/AAAAAAAAAK4/B6AZCktzIGQ/s1600/main_1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462782739713859378" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S8-z9W3HnzI/AAAAAAAAAK4/B6AZCktzIGQ/s400/main_1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but certainly not least allow me to introduce&lt;a href="http://www.pashley.co.uk/products/princess-sovereign.html"&gt; Princess Sovereign&lt;/a&gt;. I think she and I would make fast friends and she's adorned with exactly the extras that suit me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-7449389460617744222?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/7449389460617744222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=7449389460617744222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7449389460617744222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7449389460617744222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/04/bicycle-dreams.html' title='Bicycle Dreams'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S8-ypq7f1MI/AAAAAAAAAKw/YtjYuBk9YXE/s72-c/Pashley-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-3967777325417422384</id><published>2010-04-20T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T11:58:34.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Admiration + Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Have you . . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S82R7dkPB5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ar98I46DHLU/s1600/lpfail_426c5ee3d0469e237fa5b9b712ae2fc4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462182373805197202" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S82R7dkPB5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ar98I46DHLU/s400/lpfail_426c5ee3d0469e237fa5b9b712ae2fc4.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 269px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{image: &lt;a href="http://www.keepcalmgallery.com/prints/lpfail-fail_better.htm?browse=1"&gt;Keep Calm Gallery&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;via&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.martawrites.com/"&gt;Martawrites&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the process of creating a new work space for myself and I want to include this letterpress in plain sight front and center because I like it. A lot I might add. I love the idea of celebrating and embracing that failure is part of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; journey. Makes for some very valuable lessons and an even sweeter success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-3967777325417422384?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/3967777325417422384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=3967777325417422384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3967777325417422384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3967777325417422384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/04/have-you.html' title='Have you . . . .'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S82R7dkPB5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ar98I46DHLU/s72-c/lpfail_426c5ee3d0469e237fa5b9b712ae2fc4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-4226816042316765616</id><published>2010-02-14T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:19:30.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jane Austen and The Topic of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 130%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;"Next to being married, a girl likes to be crossed in love a little now and then"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;~ Jane Austen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Jane how wise you were.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day friends.&lt;br /&gt;Much love to you all.&lt;br /&gt;xo C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-4226816042316765616?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/4226816042316765616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=4226816042316765616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4226816042316765616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4226816042316765616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/02/jane-austen-and-topic-of-love.html' title='Jane Austen and The Topic of Love'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-4547065898666633384</id><published>2010-01-29T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:20:08.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine crafts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S2OJObWgz1I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/g0ozm5P2f8U/s1600-h/ms-vdaycraft.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432336456492306258" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S2OJObWgz1I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/g0ozm5P2f8U/s400/ms-vdaycraft.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 396px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day makes me want to craft. It makes me want to create little pieces of handmade goodness to give away and say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;.  It reminds me of years past, many years past. Remember giving a valentine to all your classmates in primary school? And the classic candy hearts with stamped messages on them. And plucking out all your favourite ones. I can't recall a February that didn't include a candy dish chock full of those little hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few really simple craft ideas from Martha Stewart. I definitely remember crayon shavings and wax paper craft back in the day. Oh the simple joys. Go forth and make something! Gather with friends or sit down with your kids and create loving goodness to give to your loved ones, and have fun doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/good-things/crayon-hearts?backto=true&amp;amp;backtourl=/photogallery/valentines-day-decor#slide_4"&gt; 1.Crayon Hearts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/article/lacy-votive-holder?backto=true&amp;amp;backtourl=/photogallery/valentines-day-decor#slide_3"&gt;2.Lacy Votive Holder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/article/heart-shaped-soap?backto=true&amp;amp;backtourl=/photogallery/valentines-day-decor#slide_14"&gt;3.Heart-shaped Soap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/article/heart-shaped-soap?backto=true&amp;amp;backtourl=/photogallery/valentines-day-decor#slide_14"&gt;4.Bonbon-filled Hearts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{all images: Martha Stewart}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-4547065898666633384?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/4547065898666633384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=4547065898666633384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4547065898666633384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4547065898666633384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/01/valentine-crafts.html' title='valentine crafts'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S2OJObWgz1I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/g0ozm5P2f8U/s72-c/ms-vdaycraft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-2505379221534266805</id><published>2010-01-28T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:18:36.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Make'/><title type='text'>a wee pouch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S2GVTiQ8rKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ew2ppqMkNs0/s1600-h/IMG_1709.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431786788433472674" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S2GVTiQ8rKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ew2ppqMkNs0/s400/IMG_1709.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 280px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S2GVJl-z4XI/AAAAAAAAAJo/oDKu6ZIgslQ/s1600-h/IMG_1710.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431786617632448882" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S2GVJl-z4XI/AAAAAAAAAJo/oDKu6ZIgslQ/s400/IMG_1710.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 370px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finally got my sewing machine out from hibernation and did a wee project. Why is it that I waited so long? Oh yes, I know why. The perfectionist in me wanted to have everything else sorted out before I actually believed I could sit down and enjoy doing something I really, truly like. Gah! What an idiot I am for always falling for that. My mother always told me there is never a "perfect" time for anything. And she was right! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Always is&lt;/span&gt;. So out the machine came and I plopped it on the table, shoving the other things aside and dug right in. Now, it's not as if I did a massive, intricate project but still, you need to have some sort of order when sewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things to remember when sewing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Be prepared. It's like sitting an exam; much easier to tackle when prepared.&lt;br /&gt;• Kitchen scissors are not meant for cutting fabric but they will snip threads. (Couldn't even find my good pair)&lt;br /&gt;• Swearing at the machine, even if it is under your breath, does not make things any better.&lt;br /&gt;• It's a good idea to have your manual handy, just in case. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I couldn't find mine amongst the mess&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;• Dogs can mistake fabric scraps for crumbs.&lt;br /&gt;• I can really see what I'm doing with my glasses on.&lt;br /&gt;• Cheap thread is not a good idea. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Remembering to switch modes from embroidery back to standard is helpful when you are going to top stitch.&lt;br /&gt;• 2 broken needles ain't bad. Is it?&lt;br /&gt;• It also helps to have the proper foot on.&lt;br /&gt;• Sewing is fun even when it's past your bedtime and you can no longer see straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this little pouch with some scrap canvas I had with &lt;a href="http://u-handbag.typepad.com/uhandblog/2007/02/had_a_quiet_wee.html"&gt;this tutorial&lt;/a&gt; from U handbag only minus the d-ring because I forgot about it whilst joining the sides together. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oops&lt;/span&gt;! Next time. I love wee pouches for odds-n-ends, etc. and can never have too many.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-2505379221534266805?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/2505379221534266805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=2505379221534266805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2505379221534266805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2505379221534266805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-i-finally-got-my-sewing-machine-out.html' title='a wee pouch'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S2GVTiQ8rKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Ew2ppqMkNs0/s72-c/IMG_1709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-8743189538796770440</id><published>2010-01-26T12:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:17:56.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Oliver</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S15y2q-cfWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/idvYgw4u7Tc/s1600-h/IMG_1698.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430904484230102370" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S15y2q-cfWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/idvYgw4u7Tc/s400/IMG_1698.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;link href="file://localhost/Users/colletties/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip/0/clip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;  &lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face 	{font-family:Arial; 	panose-1:2 11 6 4 2 2 2 2 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:Cambria; 	panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin-top:0cm; 	margin-right:0cm; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	margin-left:0cm; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; 	mso-ansi-language:EN-US;} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;I love me some Jamie Oliver. I do! When I saw he had a magazine, and yeah I know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; has a magazine now ~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt;. I couldn't resist picking it up. And well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahem&lt;/span&gt; look at the title, "The American Food Issue". That certainly caught my eye. I vaguely remember hearing something somewhere about Mr. Oliver doing an American road adventure, similar to his Italian version of which I also loved, by the way. And might I add, you are looking mighty lovely sporting that cowboy hat Mr. Oliver. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yee haw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;What I really, really (really folks, seriously) love is the following:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“It was a hell of a journey and I discovered fantastic food, lovely people and exciting cultures along the way. I think the end result proves that there’s much more to American food than junk and big portions.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;America really takes a beating at times when it comes to food, and quite frankly I’m tired of hearing it! Yep, that’s right this Yankee knows the truth. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not denying the junk exists (and let me be the first to say there is a time for it and you can best bet I’ll be eating a hot dog at the next baseball game I see in America, yes I will) but it is not the mainstay for all Americans. It is such a generalisation and to read those words in print was music to my ears. There is much more to American food than junk and big portions. Amen!&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-8743189538796770440?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/8743189538796770440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=8743189538796770440&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8743189538796770440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8743189538796770440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2010/01/mr-oliver.html' title='Mr. Oliver'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/S15y2q-cfWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/idvYgw4u7Tc/s72-c/IMG_1698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-5308542484076665724</id><published>2009-11-16T09:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:15:17.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>made on the left</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SwCmKaKO-HI/AAAAAAAAAHw/DXkswTUTclM/s1600/MOTLposter.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404502250595743858" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SwCmKaKO-HI/AAAAAAAAAHw/DXkswTUTclM/s400/MOTLposter.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 296px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{image: MotL}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the pleasure of going to the &lt;a href="http://madeontheleft.com/"&gt; Made on the Left market&lt;/a&gt;  yesterday, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks to Felicity&lt;/span&gt;, and met up with a new friend to browse around. My favourites were &lt;a href="http://web.me.com/magalidincher/Magali_Dincher_website/Biography.html"&gt;Magali Dincher&lt;/a&gt; and the lovely fabric brooches by Annie Rawle (sorry website link not working). Would love to have been able to purchase &lt;a href="http://web.me.com/magalidincher/PRINTS/Collagraphs.html#9"&gt; this lovely collagraph&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://web.me.com/magalidincher/PRINTS/Linocuts.html#11"&gt;this gorgeous linocut&lt;/a&gt; but the bank account said, "nope, sorry, no can do" ~ *sigh*. I did manage to buy one of these clever little creations from &lt;a href="http://www.moandme.com.au/store/car-litter-bags.html"&gt;mo&amp;amp;me&lt;/a&gt; as a gift &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(image below)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a friend. And, was perfectly delighted to take home two felt/fabric brooches&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt; (also below)&lt;/span&gt;. I love the wee piece of burlap they are attached to and the plain brown paper bag with black type they came home in. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously simple&lt;/span&gt;! It's the little details that delight. These are the simplest little projects and I've been wanting/meaning to make these but I couldn't pass on these two. So lovely. Only one is for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SwC1vJLldpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/EPTJZr2uQcE/s1600/IMG_1689.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404519374367585938" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SwC1vJLldpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/EPTJZr2uQcE/s400/IMG_1689.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{brooches from Yuniko}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SwC8BmTCL3I/AAAAAAAAAII/kuoJxiRJwYc/s1600/IMG_1693.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404526288490868594" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SwC8BmTCL3I/AAAAAAAAAII/kuoJxiRJwYc/s400/IMG_1693.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{car litter bag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;by mo&amp;amp;me}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-5308542484076665724?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/5308542484076665724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=5308542484076665724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5308542484076665724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5308542484076665724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2009/11/made-on-left.html' title='made on the left'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SwCmKaKO-HI/AAAAAAAAAHw/DXkswTUTclM/s72-c/MOTLposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-3068814379445516133</id><published>2009-10-11T11:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:14:53.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucy'/><title type='text'>am not pet obsessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/StFMUfrnhgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EP-XCKd9qTY/s1600-h/lucyleaning.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391174143924733442" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/StFMUfrnhgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EP-XCKd9qTY/s400/lucyleaning.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 259px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo doesn't really have anything to do with this post. Well maybe a little. Since I don't have any other photos to post and she truly does bring a lot of laughter around here.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thinking I'm becoming one of those weird, pet obsessed people. No, seriously I'm not! Really I'm not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been up since 7 but really thought I'd sleep in. Missed church today. Bummed about that as I love seeing all my church family. Am hungry. Must eat something good and warm and filling. It's cold inside. Especially when sitting at computer only moving fingers across keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I am back to pink and gray (new banner) and without having any plan in mind just gravitated toward those colours. mmmhh ............ suppose it all depends on my frame of mind or mood perhaps. Not that I'm in a gray mood because I'm not! Perfectly happy to sit and play with graphic design. Oh&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; perfectly happy&lt;/span&gt;. Now if I could have that same attitude to complete the stack of things I should be doing but am really not interested in doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to play with more design inspired things and take Lucy for a walk even if she does look mighty cosy all snugged up in her blanket. What a life, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-3068814379445516133?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/3068814379445516133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=3068814379445516133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3068814379445516133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3068814379445516133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2009/10/am-not-pet-obsessed.html' title='am not pet obsessed'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/StFMUfrnhgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EP-XCKd9qTY/s72-c/lucyleaning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-8151451643132935213</id><published>2009-07-28T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:13:43.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucy'/><title type='text'>little lucy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/Sm8B1gq8G1I/AAAAAAAAAF4/v7NngmfSS2I/s1600-h/lucysocute.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363507700036279122" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/Sm8B1gq8G1I/AAAAAAAAAF4/v7NngmfSS2I/s400/lucysocute.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 312px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-8151451643132935213?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/8151451643132935213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=8151451643132935213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8151451643132935213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8151451643132935213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-lucy.html' title='little lucy'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/Sm8B1gq8G1I/AAAAAAAAAF4/v7NngmfSS2I/s72-c/lucysocute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-6179026225475191988</id><published>2009-07-16T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:10:41.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/Sl84k0eLPFI/AAAAAAAAAFw/IlBKPXDITVU/s1600-h/mosaic8bfe030df2a9a457b79a5a65b5ddab559070d81d.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359064286805834834" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/Sl84k0eLPFI/AAAAAAAAAFw/IlBKPXDITVU/s400/mosaic8bfe030df2a9a457b79a5a65b5ddab559070d81d.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 310px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 310px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found via Flickr  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/7977458@N08/2717423145/"&gt;Macho Mini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a pink Mini. No, I'm not joking! If I had the funds I think I'd be down at the dealer tomorrow ordering my custom painted baby pink Mini. Where did this little fantasy obsession grow from. I dunno? I've had a crush on the wee cooper for a long time. I suppose it's fun to dream. And dream big. Oh Mini, I so adore you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-6179026225475191988?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/6179026225475191988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=6179026225475191988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6179026225475191988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6179026225475191988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-one.html' title='i want one'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/Sl84k0eLPFI/AAAAAAAAAFw/IlBKPXDITVU/s72-c/mosaic8bfe030df2a9a457b79a5a65b5ddab559070d81d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-4737911626667672402</id><published>2009-07-13T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:10:10.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists I Write'/><title type='text'>on my mind</title><content type='html'>I am wanting to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•spend more time reading&lt;br /&gt;•work in graphic design&lt;br /&gt;•spend more time in God's Word&lt;br /&gt;•see my parents, family and friends&lt;br /&gt;•go on holiday&lt;br /&gt;•buy a new car&lt;br /&gt;•go camping&lt;br /&gt;•sew more, make more with my hands&lt;br /&gt;•have a conversation in German&lt;br /&gt;•go on a mission&lt;br /&gt;•have a karaoke night&lt;br /&gt;•decorate cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;•host a get together&lt;br /&gt;•play cards&lt;br /&gt;•start running again&lt;br /&gt;•dream big and believe&lt;br /&gt;•give more of myself&lt;br /&gt;•go on a picnic&lt;br /&gt;•mountain bike and get muddy&lt;br /&gt;•laugh until it hurts&lt;br /&gt;•go to a concert&lt;br /&gt;•take more photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few things on my mind of late................&lt;br /&gt;What's on your mind these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666; font-family: georgia; font-size: 130%; font-style: italic;"&gt;x - Collette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-4737911626667672402?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/4737911626667672402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=4737911626667672402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4737911626667672402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4737911626667672402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-my-mind.html' title='on my mind'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-6721657401318835086</id><published>2009-07-07T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:08:26.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>real beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SlNaDW_f0kI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ZLLSrsHt58Q/s1600-h/download.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355723395631665730" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SlNaDW_f0kI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ZLLSrsHt58Q/s400/download.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 324px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beauty Tips" written by Audrey Hepburn and shared at her funeral years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.  For lovely eyes,         seek out the good in people. For a slim figure, share your food with         the hungry.  For beautiful hair, let a child run his/her fingers         through it once a day. For poise, walk with the knowledge that you         never walk alone. People, even more than things, have to be restored,         renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone.         Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you will find one at the end         of each of your arms. As you grow older, you will discover that you         have two hands; one for helping yourself, and the other for helping         others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;{image:unknown}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-6721657401318835086?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/6721657401318835086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=6721657401318835086&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6721657401318835086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6721657401318835086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2009/07/real-beauty.html' title='real beauty'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SlNaDW_f0kI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ZLLSrsHt58Q/s72-c/download.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-7910995755659096051</id><published>2009-07-01T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:09:43.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strength, comfort &amp; light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SkjIh_R8QLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/cWNFmQ2kkJ4/s1600-h/rainquote.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352748643377758386" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SkjIh_R8QLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/cWNFmQ2kkJ4/s400/rainquote.jpg" style="float: left; height: 300px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this promise. Yesterday was one of those days for me and I was supplied with the above. I still marvel at His majesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{image: a view from my back garden, edited by me &amp;amp; quote~unknown}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-7910995755659096051?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/7910995755659096051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=7910995755659096051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7910995755659096051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7910995755659096051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2009/06/strength-comfort-light.html' title='strength, comfort &amp; light'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SkjIh_R8QLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/cWNFmQ2kkJ4/s72-c/rainquote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-6959151527579982950</id><published>2009-06-28T16:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:08:52.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take heed</title><content type='html'>An email forwarded to me from a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;I know these types of things are out there floating around the net in droves but some are just too good to let go and this is one of them for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make my own list of lessons life has taught me but you know the old saying, "If it ain't broke, don't fix it." I think this list fits that.&lt;br /&gt;I've highlighted my favourites in pink although all of them really are great.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x ~ Collette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pay off your credit cards every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. The most important sex organ is the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words 'In five years, will this matter?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;27&lt;/span&gt;. Always choose life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Forgive everyone everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What other people think of you is none of your business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;33&lt;/span&gt;. Believe in miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;34&lt;/span&gt;. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Your children get only one childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;39&lt;/span&gt;. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's,we'd grab ours back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. The best is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;43&lt;/span&gt;. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Yield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;45&lt;/span&gt;. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-6959151527579982950?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/6959151527579982950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=6959151527579982950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6959151527579982950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6959151527579982950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-heed.html' title='take heed'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-2618066747040256540</id><published>2009-06-27T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:08:08.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clothes and food: a good combo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SkXe-QSXimI/AAAAAAAAAEw/hipjruxr1Nw/s1600-h/roundtoeshoes.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351928893304965730" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SkXe-QSXimI/AAAAAAAAAEw/hipjruxr1Nw/s400/roundtoeshoes.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 300px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in doubt take a picture of your shoes, or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today was: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool and a little rainy but the sun came out for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun at a clothes party where I, of course, discovered four items of clothing I think my wardrobe should have. Now only if my bank account could agree, ahem! Now I'm going to host a party too. All clothes are designed and made in Australia, hence I can justify supporting our economy. I love it when there's good justification for these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiche, more red capsicum dip, pfeffernüsse biscuits and tea. I love grazing. Yummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-2618066747040256540?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/2618066747040256540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=2618066747040256540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2618066747040256540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2618066747040256540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2009/06/clothes-and-food-good-combo.html' title='clothes and food: a good combo'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SkXe-QSXimI/AAAAAAAAAEw/hipjruxr1Nw/s72-c/roundtoeshoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-4703132578880883322</id><published>2009-06-25T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:07:29.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>conversation, dip and art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SkNPl3DTqyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/yVZweRCp-DI/s1600-h/bankwestperth.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351208294097857314" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SkNPl3DTqyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/yVZweRCp-DI/s400/bankwestperth.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 392px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;view of the BankWest building from William St., Perth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was: An early start to work and arriving home before dark. That felt good. Conversation on the train that made the ride flash by in an instant. More conversation about winning the lottery. Hey! Someone's gotta win. Capsicum, parmesan &amp;amp; cashew dip with ginger beer to sip on.  The heater on to cosy up the lounge. Thinking that I really want to check out &lt;a href="http://www.perthwinterarts.com.au/"&gt;The Winter Arts Festival.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-4703132578880883322?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/4703132578880883322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=4703132578880883322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4703132578880883322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4703132578880883322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2009/06/conversation-dip-and-art.html' title='conversation, dip and art'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SkNPl3DTqyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/yVZweRCp-DI/s72-c/bankwestperth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-5328946686640472576</id><published>2009-06-23T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T11:29:19.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucy'/><title type='text'>my little monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SkDZt62VWJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-m41S6MQbJs/s1600-h/mytrueblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SkDZt62VWJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-m41S6MQbJs/s400/mytrueblue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350515740230637714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get back into the swing of things with blogging and find my niche. Baby steps. Wanting to write something but feeling exhausted from being at work all day. Will there ever be enough time in the day? Coming home to a greeting by this little monkey makes things better. There's rain forecast for the entire week. Will be wet riding my bicycle but it's making me tough. I'm off! Off to my bed where I will sleep like a wee baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-5328946686640472576?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/5328946686640472576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=5328946686640472576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5328946686640472576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5328946686640472576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-little-monkey.html' title='my little monkey'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SkDZt62VWJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-m41S6MQbJs/s72-c/mytrueblue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-7513429112166680438</id><published>2009-06-21T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:05:59.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/Sj4W560dKjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_ZM1MdPtxUw/s1600-h/freostreet.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349738591660354098" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/Sj4W560dKjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_ZM1MdPtxUw/s400/freostreet.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/Sj4WsW6Wd6I/AAAAAAAAAEA/QuVe0HbUdjU/s1600-h/freohats.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349738358683105186" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/Sj4WsW6Wd6I/AAAAAAAAAEA/QuVe0HbUdjU/s400/freohats.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 260px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/Sj4UsRWovmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/IVlayARAzzM/s1600-h/freomarkets.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349736158167875170" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/Sj4UsRWovmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/IVlayARAzzM/s400/freomarkets.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 300px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just had the gooiest, chocolatey*est hot chocolate with melted marshmallows of raspberry and vanilla on top. It's cold out. I'm exhausted and will sleep like a baby tonight. Rain is forecast the entire week. All smiles here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photos above are from an afternoon browsing around the &lt;a href="http://www.fremantlemarkets.com.au/"&gt;Fremantle markets&lt;/a&gt;. Oh what fun. I love hats. I am looking forward to visiting that shop next time and actually going in. I couldn't believe how reasonable the prices were on those hats outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've jumped back into the blogosphere and am happy about that. Hoopty Doopty was something my grandfather used to call me. It makes me smile thinking about it. I can still here him say it. My mum still says Hoopty Do sometimes. Yes I'm sentimental. While trying to come up with something for the blog, I remembered Hoopty Doopty and it stuck. So Hoopty Doopty it is. Silly. Perhaps? But I like it and it seems to fit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-7513429112166680438?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/7513429112166680438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=7513429112166680438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7513429112166680438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7513429112166680438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back_21.html' title='i&apos;m back'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/Sj4W560dKjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_ZM1MdPtxUw/s72-c/freostreet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-4910655685885279915</id><published>2009-06-17T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:06:53.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a scarf and a purple door</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SjjuG7yi9qI/AAAAAAAAACw/M68Hv6hO6lw/s1600-h/piecesofperth.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348286360398788258" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SjjuG7yi9qI/AAAAAAAAACw/M68Hv6hO6lw/s400/piecesofperth.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SjjL9KZx5JI/AAAAAAAAACo/f6Wguncl8fc/s1600-h/vinniesboutique.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348248809127404690" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SjjL9KZx5JI/AAAAAAAAACo/f6Wguncl8fc/s400/vinniesboutique.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 235px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was: A gorgeous, crispy, sunny day. Cool enough to wear a scarf. Love that. An appointment in the city followed by some browsing at the local op shop. Liked the purple door. A leisurely lunch, some photo taking and pure enjoyment in becoming more familiar with this city. The city girl in me loves these moments and is taking in a little bit at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-4910655685885279915?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/4910655685885279915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=4910655685885279915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4910655685885279915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4910655685885279915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2009/06/scarf-and-purple-door.html' title='a scarf and a purple door'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCjHUtrUoAc/SjjuG7yi9qI/AAAAAAAAACw/M68Hv6hO6lw/s72-c/piecesofperth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-6407844430838495458</id><published>2009-02-04T09:53:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:06:31.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>February already</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SYjvD1I8AiI/AAAAAAAAA9I/oT6mbBHDGNw/s1600-h/valentine1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298747810684600866" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SYjvD1I8AiI/AAAAAAAAA9I/oT6mbBHDGNw/s400/valentine1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 267px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SYjtaPYOvEI/AAAAAAAAA84/Q7I_3PlLVr8/s1600-h/valentine2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298745996661931074" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SYjtaPYOvEI/AAAAAAAAA84/Q7I_3PlLVr8/s400/valentine2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 267px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;images by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7268148649265499218&amp;amp;postID=3560168036990696719"&gt;Emma Cassi&lt;/a&gt; found &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lobsterandswan.blogspot.com/"&gt; Lobster &amp;amp; Swan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February already. Can you believe it? I fell in love with these images. Something about delicate lace, ribbon and vintage papers makes me feel romantic. I connect with delicate, feminine displays. Who wouldn't love a Valentine adorned with any of these things. So lovely and inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I'm still here. I've been absent, I know. I am going to create a new space for blogging the question is when? Lots of ideas but nothing feels right just yet. Still deciding on a name, etc. I'm particular that way but I know when it feels right I'll know it. I may simply go with my name if nothing else fits. We'll see? I did create a new header for this space though (for those of you reading in a reader). I love playing with these things. So much fun and pure pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is having a wonderful new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh . . . and because it sounded like fun. I've seen this at few places so I'm joining in.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sixteen random things&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;about me&lt;/span&gt;. I'll post one at a time like &lt;a href="http://www.lobsterandswan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lobster &amp;amp; Swan&lt;/a&gt; is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01&lt;/span&gt;. I studied pre-med for 2 1/2 years at university but then decided it wasn't for me. I still love the sciences, always have, but my heart wasn't in it. I don't have any regrets about leaving that discipline but I do wish I would have taken more Art classes. I'm an absolute believer in studying what interests you, what gets your blood pumping&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; what someone else thinks you should be doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-6407844430838495458?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/6407844430838495458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=6407844430838495458&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6407844430838495458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6407844430838495458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-already.html' title='February already'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SYjvD1I8AiI/AAAAAAAAA9I/oT6mbBHDGNw/s72-c/valentine1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-3992309460304055208</id><published>2008-12-16T12:55:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:03:57.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Those Postcards . . .</title><content type='html'>Well . . . I failed miserably at my attempt to do a postcard a day for the Christmas season. Urgh! I had so hoped to share the season and what's happening around here and look what happened. I'm not down yet! I may, that's&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; may&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, be able to pull something together to make up for my bad blogger ways and not delivering my promised postcards. My internet access and time to work with photos seems to be very limited which put a damper on things. Mind you, &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt; (the photos) weren't all going to be the gorgeous, blue skied, beach photos of the Indian ocean. No, I don't live on the beach, &lt;i&gt;sigh&lt;/i&gt;. Would be nice though, would it not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also going to be leaving this blog, I'm pretty certain, and starting with a fresh new url &amp;amp; name. At least that's the plan. It's been brewing for a while and I feel like I want to do something different, have a fresh start and move in a little different direction. If that makes sense? Of course, not until after the new year. I'm not going to disappear all together from here or anything (not until I am up &amp;amp; running elsewhere) but I feel pulled to change and I'm thinking I need to go with it since it's been rattling around in the ol' head for quite some time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ususally happens this time of year, I am completely taken in with everything related to Christmas and always hope to &lt;i&gt;do it all&lt;/i&gt; but yeah we know how realistic that is. Rather than feeling less than marvelous for not being able to&lt;i&gt; do it all, &lt;/i&gt;I'm just taking it all in. Enjoying the little bit of magic that seems to happen this time of the year. The sort of magic that is 38 degrees (Celsius) and an announcement over the loud speaker at IKEA that snow &lt;i&gt;(a show of snow-like bubbles)&lt;/i&gt; will be falling in the main entrance of the store. Somehow the idea of bubbles pretending to be snow and hot, summer weather give the Christmas season a whole new twist in my mind but hey I'm adjusting! And let me thank God now for air conditioning because it is a &lt;i&gt;must have&lt;/i&gt; for the Christmas season and I can admit right here and now that if I were without it I would be &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; biggest &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;bah humbugger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;grinch&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; of 'em all. Just sayin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-3992309460304055208?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/3992309460304055208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=3992309460304055208&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3992309460304055208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3992309460304055208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/12/about-those-postcards.html' title='About Those Postcards . . .'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-6591400687015697340</id><published>2008-12-03T10:25:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:02:04.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Postcard: 3 Dec</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/STXgJt-yMiI/AAAAAAAAA7M/AmxS3QDbjEY/s1600-h/3DecChristmaspostcard.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275368996100780578" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/STXgJt-yMiI/AAAAAAAAA7M/AmxS3QDbjEY/s400/3DecChristmaspostcard.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 299px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monkeymia.com.au/site/awdep.asp?depnum=11526&amp;amp;menu=HOME"&gt;Monkey Mia&lt;/a&gt;, Western Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-6591400687015697340?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/6591400687015697340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=6591400687015697340&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6591400687015697340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6591400687015697340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-postcard-3-dec.html' title='Christmas Postcard: 3 Dec'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/STXgJt-yMiI/AAAAAAAAA7M/AmxS3QDbjEY/s72-c/3DecChristmaspostcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-4155351359134991732</id><published>2008-12-02T00:01:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:01:30.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Postcard: 2 Dec</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/STOnLZnL--I/AAAAAAAAA7E/8SaZ-dDH1ok/s1600-h/2decpostcard08.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274743402876632034" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/STOnLZnL--I/AAAAAAAAA7E/8SaZ-dDH1ok/s400/2decpostcard08.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 300px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Denham, Western Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-4155351359134991732?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/4155351359134991732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=4155351359134991732&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4155351359134991732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4155351359134991732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-postcard-2-dec.html' title='Christmas Postcard: 2 Dec'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/STOnLZnL--I/AAAAAAAAA7E/8SaZ-dDH1ok/s72-c/2decpostcard08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-319534874035069726</id><published>2008-12-01T13:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='australia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>A Christmas Countdown From Down Under</title><content type='html'>Christmas and summer were not two words I ever mentioned in the same sentence prior to moving to Australia. And as a born and bred northern hemisphere girl I can tell you it takes some getting use to. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That.is.for.certain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 1st marks the official first day of summer here and while we’ve been having a fair bit of rain, and the wettest November since 1991, summer is fast upon us and so is Christmas. The countdown begins. In the spirit of things I’m going to do a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;postcard-a-day&lt;/span&gt; until Christmas. It’s my attempt at highlighting the season and spirit of Christmas here in Western Australia from my perspective. One that is so different than what I am use to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I am a native Californian and we don’t experience the white Christmases that most of our east coast states do it’s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; still winter&lt;/span&gt; and we do have snow in the local mountains just an hour and a half's drive away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is  flip-flopped here. School is coming to an end (the kids are anxious, excited &amp;amp; counting down the days), the days are longer and summer activities are heating up. That means the temperature is raising as well. Exactly the opposite from the northern experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year the lovely Marta of &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://martawrites.blogspot.com/"&gt;m.writes&lt;/a&gt; did a wonderful &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://martawrites.blogspot.com/search/label/christmas%20countdown"&gt;Christmas countdown&lt;/a&gt;. I enjoyed every frosty, wintery, crispy photo she shared (thank goodness I can get my winter fix from other blogs). This year I bring you a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;southern hemisphere&lt;/span&gt; Christmas countdown. Bits and pieces of the Christmas atmosphere from down under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*completely unrelated but this sweet story made me smile. what a great example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://au.news.yahoo.com/a/-/latest/5182203/neverbeenkissed-couple-marries/"&gt;a couple's first kiss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-319534874035069726?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/319534874035069726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=319534874035069726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/319534874035069726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/319534874035069726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-countdown-from-down-under.html' title='A Christmas Countdown From Down Under'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-6732724125539778095</id><published>2008-12-01T00:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Postcard: 1 Dec</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/STKj8MkAt3I/AAAAAAAAA68/_aHP4a3GPEI/s1600-h/24sleeps%27tilChristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/STKj8MkAt3I/AAAAAAAAA68/_aHP4a3GPEI/s400/24sleeps%27tilChristmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274458368164018034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Two Rocks Beach, Western Australia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-6732724125539778095?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/6732724125539778095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=6732724125539778095&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6732724125539778095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6732724125539778095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-postcard-1-dec.html' title='Christmas Postcard: 1 Dec'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/STKj8MkAt3I/AAAAAAAAA68/_aHP4a3GPEI/s72-c/24sleeps%27tilChristmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-2730709929790986703</id><published>2008-11-26T12:56:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art::craft'/><title type='text'>Fabric Covered Pin Tack :: How To</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSzJBmKEFgI/AAAAAAAAA6w/s1CaWnCVGe8/s1600-h/pin+tack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSzJBmKEFgI/AAAAAAAAA6w/s1CaWnCVGe8/s400/pin+tack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272810293003818498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a is a close up of the lovely pin tacks I made that I highlighted on my previous post about &lt;a href="http://suidafrikameetsusa.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-pinboard.html"&gt;my pin board&lt;/a&gt;. The one on my board is larger(probably better as a magnet or decorative nail cover for a wall hanging) as I was experimenting with the project. I *love* this little project and have a few more ideas up my sleeve about them. You can make some too if you are so inspired. The tutorial for this project in case you missed it is &lt;a href="http://howaboutorange.blogspot.com/2007/03/thumb-tack-tutorial.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-2730709929790986703?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/2730709929790986703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=2730709929790986703&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2730709929790986703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2730709929790986703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/11/fabric-covered-pin-tack-how-to.html' title='Fabric Covered Pin Tack :: How To'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSzJBmKEFgI/AAAAAAAAA6w/s1CaWnCVGe8/s72-c/pin+tack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-5251491092541688837</id><published>2008-11-25T10:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pin Board</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SRjj9WmK_SI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/bV5DOB7Jc4w/s1600-h/my+inspiration+board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SRjj9WmK_SI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/bV5DOB7Jc4w/s400/my+inspiration+board.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267210407387004194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. handmade paper&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. books &amp;amp; letters ~ my faves&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://howaboutorange.blogspot.com/2007/03/thumb-tack-tutorial.html"&gt;pin tack&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;made by me&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;4. a piece of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mdf&lt;/span&gt; cut out in my initial(thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sweety&lt;/span&gt;) ~ i have plans to cover it with paper or fabric&lt;br /&gt;5. my 50 cent tea cup from the op shop (it's just there because i thought it looked pretty)&lt;br /&gt;6. yummy yarn ~ totally inspiring me right now&lt;br /&gt;7. lovely embossed card front from a dear friend&lt;br /&gt;8. butterfly i cut out from a piece of clip art&lt;br /&gt;9. another pretty card from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;same dear friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. handmade card by my mum&lt;br /&gt;11. a simple, no clutter, minimalist bathroom sink ~ just to remind me that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; less is more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been a really long time since I used a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pin board&lt;/span&gt;/inspiration board. I've always been one to keep little bits and pieces. You know, like the pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;note card&lt;/span&gt; a friend sends or the lovely paper from a wedding, shower or birthday invitation that is just too nice to chuck out and you still want to enjoy it a little bit longer. The only problem is that if you are not organised (and I'm not always) things tend to get cluttered up and before you know it you just have a stack of "stuff" that becomes a pile that is crammed or stuffed somewhere else and then it's not being enjoyed at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That used to be me. I always had good intentions of re-purposing or organising the things I had saved but too often they became part of a pile that got neglected. Now I am more diligent about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; I keep and I make sure I have a place for it. A proper place. It's no longer that mystery pile labeled, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What the heck is in there?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point about all of this was that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;reacquainting&lt;/span&gt; myself with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pin board&lt;/span&gt; again has helped me to enjoy those little treasures and also have a place to house any other piece of inspiration, photo or what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's evolved a little bit more since I took this photo and it is still a little bare. Of course, I would like to paint the trim and spruce it up some but I figured if I waited to that I'd end up with a pile and that would defeat my purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SRjkVjBnkgI/AAAAAAAAA5o/wbQxeh5uYG8/s1600-h/close+up+inspiration+board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SRjkVjBnkgI/AAAAAAAAA5o/wbQxeh5uYG8/s400/close+up+inspiration+board.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267210823040209410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love to see what others put on their boards. I'm guessing there might be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;flikr&lt;/span&gt; group for that? I'll have to see. What's on your board?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-5251491092541688837?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/5251491092541688837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=5251491092541688837&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5251491092541688837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5251491092541688837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-pin-board.html' title='My Pin Board'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SRjj9WmK_SI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/bV5DOB7Jc4w/s72-c/my+inspiration+board.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-4577202913874906995</id><published>2008-11-21T09:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes to self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Only Sometimes Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSYCuUzZqaI/AAAAAAAAA6o/joqJWpi_RsQ/s1600-h/geranium+macro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSYCuUzZqaI/AAAAAAAAA6o/joqJWpi_RsQ/s400/geranium+macro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270903408765282722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I’ve posted four times this week. I’m excited about that. Why? It feels good. Good like I accomplished something. I usually let perfectionism stand in my way with posting. Perfectionism is a funny thing. It can be a wonderful asset. Like say, when you are proofing or editing a project but man can it be the biggest stumbling block we put right there in front of ourselves. As if we needed an even higher hurdle to jump over in daily life. I’ve always been one for a challenge but making things more difficult than need be is not challenging, it’s just plain frustrating. I don’t know about you but when I get frustrated I don’t tend to put forth my best work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m tossing perfectionism right out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; “Can you hear me perfectionism. I’m only calling on you when you are a help, not a hindrance. I love you dearly when you make me shine but too many times you have stood in my way. I am sorry but we can no longer continue on this way. I have to let you go.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On with life. On with mistakes. On with stumbling and getting back up. On with allowing things to be ordinary and average. On with finding joy and beauty in the ordinary and average. On with recognising success does not come without failure. On with celebrating those failures as little stepping stones to a higher ground. On with embracing our flaws. On with living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfectionist didn’t even plan these words. She just let her thoughts become words. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That &lt;/span&gt;is a good thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-4577202913874906995?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/4577202913874906995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=4577202913874906995&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4577202913874906995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4577202913874906995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/11/only-sometimes-now.html' title='Only Sometimes Now'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSYCuUzZqaI/AAAAAAAAA6o/joqJWpi_RsQ/s72-c/geranium+macro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-1488256471971575106</id><published>2008-11-20T09:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downloads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Pattern Downloads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSSzV9QVv9I/AAAAAAAAA6g/0cAsjlT5tVs/s1600-h/printadayblog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSSzV9QVv9I/AAAAAAAAA6g/0cAsjlT5tVs/s400/printadayblog1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270534653732044754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSSzVn_XDBI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/FbG_uwEu1PU/s1600-h/printadayblog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSSzVn_XDBI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/FbG_uwEu1PU/s400/printadayblog2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270534648023682066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yasmine at&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://aprintaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;A &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://aprintaday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Print A Day&lt;/a&gt; has designed and made available as &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://aprintaday.blogspot.com/search/label/downloads"&gt;downloads&lt;/a&gt; these wonderful Christmas patterns for you to print out and use &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(please remember: personal use only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I've just highlighted a few. She has also just added list pads and will be adding labels and tags to complete the entire set. She is so kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The timing could not have been better. I'm incorporating these into my &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://suidafrikameetsusa.blogspot.com/2008/11/sneak-peakdecember-daily-08.html"&gt;December Daily 08&lt;/a&gt; project and I wanted to keep the cost at a minimum. Free works for me. All smiles here and very grateful for generous bloggers like Yasmine. I've got a few other ideas brewing about how to use these papers. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt; many possibilities. I hope to share those soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are there check out all of A Print A Day's &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://aprintaday.blogspot.com/search/label/downloads"&gt;downloads&lt;/a&gt;. There are some really lovely and fun downloads available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jasmine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-1488256471971575106?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/1488256471971575106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=1488256471971575106&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1488256471971575106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1488256471971575106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-pattern-downloads.html' title='Christmas Pattern Downloads'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSSzV9QVv9I/AAAAAAAAA6g/0cAsjlT5tVs/s72-c/printadayblog1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-322524432906802572</id><published>2008-11-18T13:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucy'/><title type='text'>Hello Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSJBXZcBIlI/AAAAAAAAA6A/5X7wQXbmeRE/s1600-h/lucy+lul+lu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269846384198099538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSJBXZcBIlI/AAAAAAAAA6A/5X7wQXbmeRE/s400/lucy+lul+lu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It's &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;simple&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;*love&lt;/span&gt;* Lucy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-322524432906802572?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/322524432906802572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=322524432906802572&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/322524432906802572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/322524432906802572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-love.html' title='Hello Love'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSJBXZcBIlI/AAAAAAAAA6A/5X7wQXbmeRE/s72-c/lucy+lul+lu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-4562752017906600012</id><published>2008-11-17T09:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art::craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Sneak Peak::December Daily 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSDIUWuhZTI/AAAAAAAAA5w/cbWYcpUWrY0/s1600-h/dec+daily08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSDIUWuhZTI/AAAAAAAAA5w/cbWYcpUWrY0/s400/dec+daily08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269431816047125810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little sneak peek of a project I'm working on. It's called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;December Daily 08&lt;/span&gt; and you can get all the scoop over at &lt;a href="http://aliedwards.typepad.com/_a_/december-daily-album-2008.html"&gt;Ali Edwards&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;*In a nutshell : create a daily page for each day of December up until Christmas, or the whole month. Whatever you desire. Any size, any format you want. Then tell your story. Honestly, click over to see all the details as Ali is the master at describing all the detail and giving heaps of inspiring ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't look like much now but it's coming together really nicely and I'm confident the completed version is going to shine. These were the very first stages of me giving this project a go. If you look at what Ali has created it will make more sense. Check out her December Daily 07 from last year on her sidebar to see the completed album. It's so chock full of goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really having fun with this. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I already say that?&lt;/span&gt; Probably did but I wanted to share more about why I'm excited and totally inspired by this project. I love photos and I'm guessing I'm not alone in this sentiment especially when it comes to family photos. It's what we hopefully pass down generation to generation. A documentation of our lives. I love the history, stories + memories a photo delivers and I have for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; long wanted to get every photo I have organised in some sort of fashion so that when I leave this earth others can enjoy what I have experienced. When we document (journal) along with our photos it's so wonderful to look back and know what was happening during that moment, that day, that special event. Even if it's just a few words it tells so much more of the story. It allows us to connect and share and I think we all find joy in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will have a lot more to say about this as it starts to come together more. I'm kind of worried about filling it daily when 1st of December rolls around which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soon&lt;/span&gt; but I'm going to push on and let it evolve as the days unfold. Even if it means average, ordinary days because that really is where the best stories come from. Wouldn't you agree? Since the backbone of the book will already be created it I'm looking forward to just adding and having fun instead of being bogged down with trying to get a layout set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The icing on the cake. My 13yr old step-daughter was so in awe of what I had started she asked if she could do one. Why of course! Below are a few pages she made using some of her paper stash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSDIUgOJ4WI/AAAAAAAAA54/fHlXtsxfH3U/s1600-h/dec+daily+michelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSDIUgOJ4WI/AAAAAAAAA54/fHlXtsxfH3U/s400/dec+daily+michelle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269431818595721570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not too late to join in! Let me know if you do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-4562752017906600012?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/4562752017906600012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=4562752017906600012&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4562752017906600012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4562752017906600012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/11/sneak-peakdecember-daily-08.html' title='Sneak Peak::December Daily 08'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SSDIUWuhZTI/AAAAAAAAA5w/cbWYcpUWrY0/s72-c/dec+daily08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-6483946846716997454</id><published>2008-11-11T10:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art::craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper craft'/><title type='text'>Butterfly Punch Collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SRjce9HCcoI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/yimrXTmUgcE/s1600-h/butterfly+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267202188568064642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SRjce9HCcoI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/yimrXTmUgcE/s400/butterfly+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been meaning to show this as I finished this quite some time ago. I remember seeing it and knowing it would be a great project. And it was. With the holidays coming up there are a lot of variations you could try. I did this based on this project &lt;a href="http://www.aliedwards.typepad.com/_a_/2008/02/weekend-creat-2.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.aliedwards.typepad.com/"&gt;Ali Edwards&lt;/a&gt;. I'm a huge fan of her craft. I've also started the &lt;a href="http://www.aliedwards.typepad.com/_a_/december-daily-album-2008.html"&gt;December Daily Album&lt;/a&gt; which I will share soon. I am really enjoying creating this project. It's been such a great outlet and I get to use paper + pattens which I *love*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used paint sample swatches from my local hardware shop. Now I'm not saying you should go out and raid their sample collection but 'ya know if you see a few that might come in handy or you have a stash that's been sitting around collecting dust, by all means, get crafting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have a butterfly punch so I ended up buying this small one for a special thirteen year old, I happen to know, who is "totally" into butterflies and loves the colour blue. I used a basic punch because I didn't allow time to find and purchase a larger, nicer one but this one did the job. I'm on the look out for some good quality, larger punches for future projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My largest expense was the shadow box frame which I purchased at our local IKEA. I love IKEA! I didn't even use cardstock (should have, I know!) for the base page to adhere the butterflies to. I didn't have any on hand so I used the sheet that came in the frame and it turned out fine. I did use small foam dots. Hard to see but the butterflies are all slightly raised which gives it a nice effect. I think I could have fit another row &amp;amp; column of butterflies in there as well but it was my first, so next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SRjcNTSL59I/AAAAAAAAA5I/qm53fxbpU68/s1600-h/butterfly+collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SRjcNTSL59I/AAAAAAAAA5I/qm53fxbpU68/s1600-h/butterfly+collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267201885282756562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SRjcNTSL59I/AAAAAAAAA5I/qm53fxbpU68/s400/butterfly+collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Little "Miss Butterfly" was pleased and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was all I needed to know that it was a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-6483946846716997454?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/6483946846716997454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=6483946846716997454&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6483946846716997454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6483946846716997454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/11/butterfly-punch-collage.html' title='Butterfly Punch Collage'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SRjce9HCcoI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/yimrXTmUgcE/s72-c/butterfly+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-4106984473446000000</id><published>2008-10-31T13:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>A Halloween Wish For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SQqEq-cBR2I/AAAAAAAAA5A/m05WKJmWxM8/s1600-h/happy+halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SQqEq-cBR2I/AAAAAAAAA5A/m05WKJmWxM8/s400/happy+halloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263164988385740642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Happy Halloween&lt;/span&gt; to all of those partaking in the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you are&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;trick-or-treating&lt;br /&gt;taking your children trick-or-treating&lt;br /&gt;dressing in costume&lt;br /&gt;handing out treats&lt;br /&gt;getting to see all of the neighbourhood kids in costume&lt;br /&gt;lighting your jack-o-lanterns&lt;br /&gt;munching popcorn, candy corn &amp;amp; caramel apples&lt;br /&gt;listening to spooky music&lt;br /&gt;enjoying your Halloween decorations&lt;br /&gt;hosting a gathering for family &amp;amp; friends&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling sick from sugar overload &amp;amp; eating the treats you are suppose to be handing out . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just know I am a wee bit jealous. It will be quiet here. I doubt we will have any trick-or-treaters but if we do I will be very surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the atmosphere of my hometown I miss most. All of the children that fill the streets dressed in the most brilliant of costumes. Many proudly sporting their mother's handmade creations. Oh how I miss you all and all of your cuteness. So on this Halloween eve, I wish you all a night filled with the treats that Halloween brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-4106984473446000000?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/4106984473446000000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=4106984473446000000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4106984473446000000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4106984473446000000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-wish-for-you.html' title='A Halloween Wish For You'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SQqEq-cBR2I/AAAAAAAAA5A/m05WKJmWxM8/s72-c/happy+halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-1274211733739012927</id><published>2008-10-29T10:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art::craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>More Pink and a New Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SQfAiVWXgII/AAAAAAAAA4o/Yu5LLMMAYoo/s1600-h/record+the+day+post.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SQfAiVWXgII/AAAAAAAAA4o/Yu5LLMMAYoo/s400/record+the+day+post.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262386385684758658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;{images: &lt;a href="http://recordtheday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Record The Day&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I do, I do! I have a new crush. On the visual delights at &lt;a href="http://recordtheday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Record The Day&lt;/a&gt;. I'm smitten and captivated by all these wonderfully, yet small scale visual treats. I want to sit and stare and gaze at them forever and ever. I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love these collages. I really like the incorporation of the miscellaneous bits and pieces of daily life. The little notes we collect, or pages we tear, the business cards we are handed, the packaging from our favorite shop or the words we jot down. It is done so beautifully here and I'm completely inspired. It's a wonderful way to gather and keep all of the things we dream about and are inspired by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have intentionally featured all of them in pink because, well, I simply could not help myself and it is the end of Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Not that that will stop me from splashing pink around. Just saying, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SQfAAlqv0vI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/g5fUtTsS8OQ/s1600-h/lobster+%26+swan+etsy+shop+items.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SQfAAlqv0vI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/g5fUtTsS8OQ/s400/lobster+%26+swan+etsy+shop+items.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262385805949653746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=14079251"&gt;1. estate sale lot 9 Coconut Ice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=14080595"&gt;2. estate sale lot 17 Princess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And if that's not enough for you. Record The Day also has and &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5086656"&gt;etsy shop&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; blog called &lt;a href="http://lobsterandswan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lobster &amp;amp; Swan&lt;/a&gt; filled with her collection of "estate sale lots," like the two shown above, and other fabulous goodies. So if you want to add some lovely haberdashery to your own collection she's got some wonderful little packages in her shop. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; want &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=14079251"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; one and this &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=14079251"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-1274211733739012927?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/1274211733739012927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=1274211733739012927&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1274211733739012927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1274211733739012927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-pink-and-new-crush.html' title='More Pink and a New Crush'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SQfAiVWXgII/AAAAAAAAA4o/Yu5LLMMAYoo/s72-c/record+the+day+post.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-5271218533061892181</id><published>2008-10-24T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper craft'/><title type='text'>craft recipe: spaghetti box , glue &amp; paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SQFYN37oXnI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/6Lir_hDM85o/s1600-h/spaghetti+box+wtext.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SQFYN37oXnI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/6Lir_hDM85o/s400/spaghetti+box+wtext.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260582835121053298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love paper. I especially love paper craft. Paper + making something. Even better. Throw in recycle/re-purpose to the mix and now we're talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always saving good packaging knowing I can use it for some sort of craft or another. After seeing&lt;a href="http://alittlehut.blogspot.com/2008/10/recycle-project-no-14-drawer-divider.html"&gt; this paper project at A Little Hut&lt;/a&gt; I decided I'd give this little box a new life.  I kept it really simple but I think the possibilities are endless. You can make it as simple or detailed as you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SQFSmGzbIjI/AAAAAAAAA4I/U6A3WQDzhhM/s1600-h/spaghetti+box+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SQFSmGzbIjI/AAAAAAAAA4I/U6A3WQDzhhM/s400/spaghetti+box+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260576654360257074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply cut off the top of the box. This one is a little flimsy so I reinforced the ends, where the box was originally opened, with tape first. Then I cut my paper with a paper cutter and covered the long sides.  I covered the ends last, squeezed a little glue just under the edges and held them in place with a clothespin.  I thought it would be nice to have a design on the inside so I printed an image from my digital stash and used it for the inside. This would be great for the inside of a drawer or simply on top of your work area as a little catch-all for miscellaneous bits &amp;amp; pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It's my second post with pink. I didn't plan it that way, promise. I do have another "pink" project to share soon. It is Breast Cancer Awareness month though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-5271218533061892181?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/5271218533061892181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=5271218533061892181&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5271218533061892181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5271218533061892181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/10/craft-recipe-spaghetti-box-glue-paper.html' title='craft recipe: spaghetti box , glue &amp;amp; paper'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SQFYN37oXnI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/6Lir_hDM85o/s72-c/spaghetti+box+wtext.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-3432998870664281272</id><published>2008-10-22T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lure of Pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SPVjU3SGvOI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/DGhbQ84wcGM/s1600-h/pink+mosaic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SPVjU3SGvOI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/DGhbQ84wcGM/s400/pink+mosaic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257217350113344738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/12186421@N00/1497780878/"&gt;Pink for the Cure&lt;/a&gt;, 2. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/special_grandma/424174900/"&gt;Pink Rose&lt;/a&gt;, 3. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/65668398@N00/1312262227/"&gt;whisper baby pink&lt;/a&gt;, 4. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/greenwellies/320909282/"&gt;New pink wellies for green wellies!&lt;/a&gt;, 5. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/71443419@N00/2509485628/"&gt;Pink Cabinet&lt;/a&gt;, 6. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/doctony/836835772/"&gt;not enough pink&lt;/a&gt;, 7. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/decadence/1394102410/"&gt;Pink bike&lt;/a&gt;, 8. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/eyeballstew/7728202/"&gt;Pink Door&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't resist a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;flikr&lt;/span&gt; fun. And I love me some pink. I think it's the softness of it that draws me in. I'm not attracted to the hot or dark pink shades. It's the soft, subtle tones that draw me in. Maybe it's the bursting of Spring here that's luring me in but honestly pink lures me in all year long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm dreaming of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt;, hazy sky to lie under.&lt;br /&gt;2. A pretty &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; rose with a soft scent that I wouldn't forget to stop &amp;amp; smell.&lt;br /&gt;3. A yummy, sweet cupcake with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;butter cream&lt;/span&gt; frosting dusted with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; goodness that I could eat whilst under that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt; sky.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; wellies I can go puddle stomping in (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously, I would love a pair of thes&lt;/span&gt;e) along the way to smelling the roses, cupcake in hand, underneath the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; sky.&lt;br /&gt;5. A vintage &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; dresser to stash all my goodies in. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh my!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A fresh cut&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gerbera&lt;/span&gt; to place in my kitchen sill.&lt;br /&gt;7. A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; bicycle to ride through the countryside. Of course, I'd have to wear my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; wellies for stops to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;stomp&lt;/span&gt; along the way. I'd also have a basket to place my fresh cut flowers and my sweet treats I collected from my stop at the local bakers.&lt;br /&gt;8. A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; painted door on the entry of my dream studio. The kind where dreamy delights become a reality. The one I'd come back to after my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;midday&lt;/span&gt; bicycle ride. The one where my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; wellies and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt; bike would be parked just outside. The one where I'd retreat to to continue dreaming these dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;What's captured your imagination of late and what are you dreaming of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-3432998870664281272?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/3432998870664281272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=3432998870664281272&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3432998870664281272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3432998870664281272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/10/lure-of-pink.html' title='The Lure of Pink'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SPVjU3SGvOI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/DGhbQ84wcGM/s72-c/pink+mosaic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-1300978036056800586</id><published>2008-10-18T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Trick or Treat with A Fanciful Twist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SPk1Jr3u6JI/AAAAAAAAA3o/99vb_1tyPnY/s1600-h/halloween+trick+or+treat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SPk1Jr3u6JI/AAAAAAAAA3o/99vb_1tyPnY/s400/halloween+trick+or+treat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258292480443345042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In order to get the Halloween festivities going and allow everyone to share a bit of their Halloween adventures "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; Party has started and I'm sure you will want to see what everyone else is up to, right? Head on over to Miss Vanessa's of &lt;a href="http://afancifultwist.typepad.com"&gt;A Fanciful Twist&lt;/a&gt; and check the link list of party goers for what I'm sure is chock block full of creative delights for a Halloween's night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will you be trick or treating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SPk1J9R2dSI/AAAAAAAAA3w/yNtUCDVYULQ/s1600-h/halloween+vintage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SPk1J9R2dSI/AAAAAAAAA3w/yNtUCDVYULQ/s400/halloween+vintage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258292485116294434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or dressing in costume and dancing the night away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SPk1KBk2wlI/AAAAAAAAA34/2KvU2gnAVnQ/s1600-h/halloween+vintage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SPk1KBk2wlI/AAAAAAAAA34/2KvU2gnAVnQ/s400/halloween+vintage4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258292486269747794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you are like me? A candy giver who loves to pass out the "treats" to those who come in costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whatever your plans are I hope they are filled with all the fun Halloween brings. Halloween is not the big hoop-a-la here in Australia, or at least here in Perth, and I miss my hometown neighbourhood and all the magic that happens there. My step daughter has asked the last few years if she can dress in costume and trick-or-treat. Only problem is that I've not yet experienced anyone participating and it wouldn't serve any purpose to parade around in costume with no treat givers on hand. Maybe this year? We can hope. If not we'll try and create a little Halloween magic to enjoy here. There are no pumpkin patches either(for Halloween that is!) so carving is out of the question. There is no shortage of pumpkin here as it's a huge mainstay of the Aussie diet. We just need to get oursleves out to the country and find ourselves a pumpkin farmer with a pumpkin patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are doing some pumpkin carving/decorating Jessica of&lt;a href="http://howaboutorange.blogspot.com/"&gt; How About Orange&lt;/a&gt; created a list of projects for you to try&lt;a href="http://howaboutorange.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-decorating-ideas.html"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt; or maybe make some &lt;a href="http://inspiredideasmag.blogspot.com/2008/10/jack-o-lantern-garland-project-by.html"&gt;festive garland&lt;/a&gt; created by &lt;a href="http://makemineblissful.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lilli Beck&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you stop by "&lt;a href="http://afancifultwist.typepad.com/a_fanciful_twist/2008/10/halloween-extravaganza.html"&gt;The Party&lt;/a&gt;". I know Miss Vanessa will not disappoint with her amazingly creative and wonderful tales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{images: my &lt;a href="http://suidafrikameetsusa.blogspot.com/2008/06/free-samples-of-lovely-images-from.html"&gt;free sample&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://suidafrikameetsusa.blogspot.com/2008/06/free-samples-of-lovely-images-from.html"&gt;s&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.doverpublications.com/sampler3/"&gt;Dover Publishing&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-1300978036056800586?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/1300978036056800586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=1300978036056800586&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1300978036056800586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1300978036056800586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/10/trick-or-treat-with-fanciful-twist.html' title='Trick or Treat with A Fanciful Twist'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SPk1Jr3u6JI/AAAAAAAAA3o/99vb_1tyPnY/s72-c/halloween+trick+or+treat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-5432290115765253062</id><published>2008-10-06T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art::craft'/><title type='text'>knitting 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SNmn_duyJmI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Bkf9BMibwc8/s1600-h/howtoknit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SNmn_duyJmI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Bkf9BMibwc8/s400/howtoknit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249411549431473762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After talking the talk the past few years about learning to knit, I finally walked the walk. I. Can. Knit. Woohoo! And I’m quite happy thank you very much. It feels like forever that I’ve been admiring everyone else's knitting projects. Every time I gawked over their fabulous creations, I was always feeling that tug, that desire to know how. Well I guess timing is everything because I finally sat myself down and gave it a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m knitting a scarf. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;. Isn’t that what every beginner starts with? I’ve made plenty of mistakes but I keep on going. I think all of the mistakes will only give it more character. Don’t you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to learn something I’ve wanted to do for so long. I look forward to learning so much more and tackling another on my list of things to try/learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s on your list? What “something” new have you learned or tried recently?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-5432290115765253062?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/5432290115765253062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=5432290115765253062&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5432290115765253062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5432290115765253062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/10/knitting-101.html' title='knitting 101'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SNmn_duyJmI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Bkf9BMibwc8/s72-c/howtoknit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-1589261241350399538</id><published>2008-10-01T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>when we lead by example</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SOL3BJqNI4I/AAAAAAAAA24/t33JZE_aKnc/s1600-h/heartshapepage%2Bquote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SOL3BJqNI4I/AAAAAAAAA24/t33JZE_aKnc/s400/heartshapepage%2Bquote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252031714612290434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-1589261241350399538?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/1589261241350399538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=1589261241350399538&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1589261241350399538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1589261241350399538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-we-lead-by-example.html' title='when we lead by example'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SOL3BJqNI4I/AAAAAAAAA24/t33JZE_aKnc/s72-c/heartshapepage%2Bquote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-4734185319768015148</id><published>2008-09-24T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>far &amp; away in daily life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SNm6hrJgl2I/AAAAAAAAA2g/lo0zBwt2Q9Y/s1600-h/helloperth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249431928358082402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SNm6hrJgl2I/AAAAAAAAA2g/lo0zBwt2Q9Y/s400/helloperth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could say I've been off to some exotic and far away land at the earth's end but such is not the case. Although I guess one could say that Australia would classify as exotic, in a sense, and far away. Far away from everyone else that is! This photo does not represent that. It is a cloudy, rainy day on an ordinary day. A day in the life of me. This is my glimpse of the city driving from the north. Every time it comes into sight I say to myself, "Hello Perth!" I also want to say "Hello" dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is definitely gaining momentum here. It takes some time to start associating September with spring beginnings rather than fall ones when you've spent the majority of your life in the northern hemisphere. September has always been back-to-school and the slow entry of crisp, cool weather gradually setting in. It's hard to adjust mentally when just about everyone I know, and almost all of the blogs I visit, are experiencing this entry into fall. I love fall and the promise of winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we are having a fair amount of rain here (and I LOVE the rain) I know the warm weather is near and there are parts of me that welcome it but other parts of me that dread those unbelievably hot, hot days. I love summer and all it's activities but the extreme heat makes me an unhappy camper. I guess I'm sad to let go of the mild weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've neglected this place. It's a combination of things really but I keep hoping I can change that as I do love to post entries (as few as they might be), honest. I feel organised and accomplished when I post. I think it's also a good feeling to give your voice a place to be heard. I've spent more time tweaking and playing with the header than anything but that's because this is what I find I am truly passionate about. Creating. Even if it's on a small scale. I've got to start somewhere. (I think I tire easily with the look of things and I'm still trying to find the "right" look that suits me so I make no promise about things changing frequently here). My resources for what I want to learn are limited so I'm using what is available and making the best of it. I still have a strong desire to learn graphic design, and I will! I've also had a go at some crafting and other small projects which have been really enjoyable. It is my hope to be able to expand on that love and share more about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;Collette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-4734185319768015148?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/4734185319768015148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=4734185319768015148&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4734185319768015148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4734185319768015148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/09/far-away-in-daily-life.html' title='far &amp;amp; away in daily life'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SNm6hrJgl2I/AAAAAAAAA2g/lo0zBwt2Q9Y/s72-c/helloperth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-6138533537588225422</id><published>2008-08-13T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Pays To Be Nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(208, 111, 26);"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Are you nice? Do you think the world could use a little more "nice" in our day-to-day? I do and if you do too you will enjoy &lt;a href="http://www.operationnice.com/"&gt;Operation Nice&lt;/a&gt;. A great site focused on all things nice. A visit there is a sure pick-me-up. There's even a &lt;a href="http://www.operationnice.com/2008/08/nice-giveaway-simplesong-letterpress.html"&gt;give-away&lt;/a&gt; going on so what are you waiting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.operationnice.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" width="150" src="http://melissahead.com/operation_nice/verynice.png" height="133"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;*found via &lt;a href="http://www.alittlehut.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Little Hut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-6138533537588225422?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/6138533537588225422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=6138533537588225422&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6138533537588225422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6138533537588225422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-pays-to-be-nice.html' title='It Pays To Be Nice'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-5179061481556937022</id><published>2008-08-07T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Love note</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SJqPVcTZYFI/AAAAAAAAAm4/_iauyzmUHZA/s1600-h/thank+you+from+Michelle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SJqPVcTZYFI/AAAAAAAAAm4/_iauyzmUHZA/s400/thank+you+from+Michelle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231651515681824850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past weekend I found an envelope propped up against our bedroom door. Inside was a lovely card with the above message inside. My heart melted a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been creating with the materials I have at hand and my step-daughter has been the recipient of a few small projects (which I hope to share in a post soon). She's all about butterflies right now, hence her creative and imaginative *pen* name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind words make the heart soar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;a href="http://shuttersisters.squarespace.com/home/category/love-thursday"&gt;Love Thursday&lt;/a&gt; everyone. Hoorah!&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-5179061481556937022?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/5179061481556937022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=5179061481556937022&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5179061481556937022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5179061481556937022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-note.html' title='a Love note'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SJqPVcTZYFI/AAAAAAAAAm4/_iauyzmUHZA/s72-c/thank+you+from+Michelle.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-8551980709477507967</id><published>2008-08-05T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>circa 1977</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFsSG5qtLmI/AAAAAAAAAlw/BLExHQ1bKmg/s1600-h/me%26hansII-in+kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFsSG5qtLmI/AAAAAAAAAlw/BLExHQ1bKmg/s400/me%26hansII-in+kitchen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213780903379938914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me circa April 1977 (9 yrs. old) if my memory serves me correct, but I'm going to have to look at the back of the photo again to make sure. Although I'm fairly sure because I can still visualise my grandmother's writing on the back. But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fairly&lt;/span&gt; sure won't do. I'll just have to check it to make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt;, because yes I'm a little particular like that. And getting off the subject too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her handwriting is something I will always recognise. Isn't it great how specifics like this we never forget. When I see this photo it reminds of many things I will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I'll never forget Hans. He's the little "weiner" dog I'm holding. (Hans &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;II&lt;/span&gt;) My grandparent's had a miniature dachsund named Hans. He, Hans &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;, was killed by a neighbour's dog while they were staying at their property in the desert. I was heart broken, to say the least. Sad story. He wondered onto the neighbour's property to say hello and their big, ferocious dogs didn't like that! Hans was my grandparent's dog but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; dog, if you know what I mean? My grandparent's brought Hans II home shortly after. He lived 16yrs that little weiner, and oh how I loved him so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) See those tin measuring cups hanging on the wall just behind my head to the right. My mum still has those to this day. Old and used and a bit battered but still in working condition. I grew up using those in my grandmother's kitchen. And the spice rack above my head. That was there for as long as I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) That tank to the left of me. Yep, that's the water heater. Why oh why was it put in the kitchen? I don't know but that's where it went and I guess that's just what they did it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in those days&lt;/span&gt;. It always made gurgling and grumbling sounds and thinking about it now it was just part of the atmosphere in that kitchen and without those sounds, well . . .it's hard to imagine. It wouldn't be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I was just finishing 4th grade that year. I was in Mr. Disher's 4th/5th grade combination class and he was that teacher everyone liked. One of my favorites for sure, if not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; favourite. He was just so cool and if memory serves me correct, I may have had a small crush on him too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) That was also my first year on the school drill team. My hometown had a May parade and our little drill team got to march in it. I loved watching it every year. Bringing our blankets and chairs and getting a good spot early. To march in it was a big deal at 9 years old. The May Festival also meant a weekend packed with cotton candy, hot dogs, coin tosses, stuffed animal prizes and rides galore. With the May Festival came the weekend long carnival. Those were some of my most cherished childhood memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are some of the memories you most cherish from your childhood? Please share, or write a post and leave a link here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Inspired by&lt;a href="http://blogjem.com/2008/07/30/blog-about-five-things-week/"&gt; Blog About Five Things Week&lt;/a&gt; from Frances at &lt;a href="http://blogjem.com/"&gt;Blogjem&lt;/a&gt; which I found via Michelle of&lt;a href="http://www.bleedingespresso.com/"&gt; Bleeding Espresso&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-8551980709477507967?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/8551980709477507967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=8551980709477507967&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8551980709477507967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8551980709477507967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/08/circa-1977.html' title='circa 1977'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFsSG5qtLmI/AAAAAAAAAlw/BLExHQ1bKmg/s72-c/me%26hansII-in+kitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-5856631512951496475</id><published>2008-07-31T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art::craft'/><title type='text'>My Little Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SI_6cvDFCTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/PBtE2NtmH58/s1600-h/craftypup1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SI_6cvDFCTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/PBtE2NtmH58/s400/craftypup1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228673063973095730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a curious little partner lately in everything I do. Always wanting to investigate what's going on sometimes poking her little nose into places it doesn't belong. She's a naughty little girl too but she's still a puppy so she can get away with things, well sort of. It also helps she's so darn cute. Don't ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lately I've been in a really creative and craft mode. I've been collecting craft project tutorials online, sorting through a few great project books I have and getting excited about all the great project ideas from some of my favorite magazines. The list is growing long. I find myself completely taken in by all things handmade and totally inspired by those who are creating. I've tapped into my creative soul and I am finding such pleasure in this process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What creative endeavor pleases your soul?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-5856631512951496475?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/5856631512951496475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=5856631512951496475&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5856631512951496475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5856631512951496475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-little-helper.html' title='My Little Helper'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SI_6cvDFCTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/PBtE2NtmH58/s72-c/craftypup1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-4484014618655925282</id><published>2008-07-31T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Heaven &amp; Hell, well sort of . . .</title><content type='html'>I believe I was living in Germany when someone told me this little saying. It's a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; generalization&lt;/span&gt; and it's meant to be fun and light-hearted so please don't send me any m-mail(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;mean&lt;/span&gt;-mail). It still makes me laugh because generalisation or not, there are elements that ring true and for those who have experienced any of these cultural stereotypes you perhaps understand what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEAVEN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Heaven is where the chefs are French,&lt;br /&gt;the lovers are Italian,&lt;br /&gt;the mechanics are German,&lt;br /&gt;the police are British&lt;br /&gt;and all is organised by the Swiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hell is where the chefs are British,&lt;br /&gt;the lovers are Swiss,&lt;br /&gt;the mechanics are French,&lt;br /&gt;the police are German&lt;br /&gt;and all is organised by the Italians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-4484014618655925282?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/4484014618655925282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=4484014618655925282&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4484014618655925282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4484014618655925282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/07/heaven-hell-well-sort-of.html' title='Heaven &amp;amp; Hell, well sort of . . .'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-7480389859874221629</id><published>2008-07-28T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pot-pourri'/><title type='text'>Me in a mosaic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little photo fun is always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  saw this the first time over at &lt;a href="http://www.bleedingespresso.com/"&gt;Bleeding Espresso&lt;/a&gt; and saw it again today over &lt;a href="http://bohemiangirldesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Today felt like the day to give it a try. I really like the arrangement. Colourful and oh so pretty. Made me a bit cheery. I like that. Seems the mosaic turned out just the way it was intended to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the list of questions and with the answers you do a search with &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/search/?q="&gt;flikr&lt;/a&gt; to find a corresponding photo.Then build your mosaic with &lt;a href="http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/mosaic.php"&gt;Big Huge Labs&lt;/a&gt;. It's fun and surprising in ways. Give it a go! Leave me a link to yours if you do one, or already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SI1RAFCFgdI/AAAAAAAAAmg/LWeCRaMzC2Y/s1600-h/flikrmosaic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SI1RAFCFgdI/AAAAAAAAAmg/LWeCRaMzC2Y/s400/flikrmosaic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227923804239790546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gsilva/2501726591/"&gt;Collette roses&lt;/a&gt;, 2. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/zeetzjones/1014666274/"&gt;Heirloom Tomatoes&lt;/a&gt;, 3. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/neloqua/145458778/"&gt;Orange as any orange on a tree&lt;/a&gt;, 4. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fusaka/114763423/"&gt;How much more red could this be?&lt;/a&gt;, 5. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12499097@N03/1291144671/"&gt;gerard_butler_04&lt;/a&gt;, 6. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pinchmysalt/481421806/"&gt;Fresh-Squeezed Orange Juice&lt;/a&gt;, 7. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/krislitman/493626935/"&gt;Give us this day...&lt;/a&gt;, 8. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8387548@N08/972084992/"&gt;Sticky Date Pudding with Toffee Sauce (single serve)&lt;/a&gt;, 9. &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/lbpuppy/1934113889/"&gt;25 / 52: Be Grateful!&lt;/a&gt;, 10. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/waltersl/2136475617/"&gt;4. Give more.&lt;/a&gt;, 11. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ck3/2219904158/"&gt;A Compassionate Touch&lt;/a&gt;, 12. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27199737@N00/729504353/"&gt;Collette's Cafe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your first name? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Collette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your favourite food?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tomato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What high school did you attend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Orange High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your favourite colour?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is your celebrity crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Gerard Butler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favourite drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; fresh squeezed orange juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dream vacation? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I couldn't think of one destination but the one thing I really want to do is a giving vacation. Where you go to a particular place and give of your time to those in need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favourite dessert? &lt;/span&gt;sticky date pudding (with caramel sauce).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to grateful for all that's happened in my life: good and bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you love most in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One word to describe yo&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;compassionate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Flikr name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Colletties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-7480389859874221629?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/7480389859874221629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=7480389859874221629&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7480389859874221629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7480389859874221629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/07/me-in-mosaic.html' title='Me in a mosaic'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SI1RAFCFgdI/AAAAAAAAAmg/LWeCRaMzC2Y/s72-c/flikrmosaic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-8567581257539523682</id><published>2008-06-19T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art::craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pot-pourri'/><title type='text'>Free Samples of Lovely Images from Dover Publishing</title><content type='html'>These lovely images are free samples I get weekly from &lt;a href="http://www.doverpublications.com/sampler3/"&gt;Dover Publishing&lt;/a&gt; and I wanted to share this information with you in case you don't already know about it. I learned of this free weekly sign up from Jessica at &lt;a href="http://www.howaboutorange.blogspot.com/"&gt;How About Orange&lt;/a&gt;.  If you are interested in  this sort of thing, like me,  then head on over because Jessica shares all kinds of neat things on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure you could just look at these pretty images if you want but if you are feeling a tad bit creative then the possibilities are endless. I love this art nouveau image and want to fill in the banner portions with some words and use it on a handmade card. Or maybe on some personalised stationery and perhaps even in a collage .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFmtcwckNGI/AAAAAAAAAlA/BcrxDez4v8g/s1600-h/artnouveau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFmtcwckNGI/AAAAAAAAAlA/BcrxDez4v8g/s400/artnouveau.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213388753210717282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samples like this art deco image would also work on handmade cards, pattern pieces for scrap booking as a background or maybe just printed on good quality paper and framed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFmtdEvde7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/TXuX_AiETQo/s1600-h/doverartdeco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFmtdEvde7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/TXuX_AiETQo/s400/doverartdeco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213388758658677682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These images would also look lovely framed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFmtdX_tYyI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/5enIxT62pLE/s1600-h/dovergardenplum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFmtdX_tYyI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/5enIxT62pLE/s400/dovergardenplum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213388763827102498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFmtds1ZO0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/Ni_UlnIe3mU/s1600-h/doverpoppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFmtds1ZO0I/AAAAAAAAAlY/Ni_UlnIe3mU/s400/doverpoppy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213388769420983106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love old vintage posters and the Navy holds special to me. My grandfather was in the Navy and I actually considered joining back in the day when I thought I wanted to become a doctor. You know because the idea of the military paying for medical school in exchange for 4 years of service was a lot more appealing than the debt I would have accumulated. That feels like another life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFmtdrfKKTI/AAAAAAAAAlg/-uk6FsUhQJM/s1600-h/vintage-navy-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFmtdrfKKTI/AAAAAAAAAlg/-uk6FsUhQJM/s400/vintage-navy-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213388769059285298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These are just a small sample of what they offer. Sign up and see for yourself, it's free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Susan of &lt;a href="http://www.madeforjoy.wordpress.com/"&gt;Made for Joy&lt;/a&gt; did a little something called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"First Thing"&lt;/span&gt; and asked if I wanted to do the same. Why of course! So here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First Thing&lt;/span&gt;(s) (done last Saturday):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I thought: "I'm hungry and buttermilk pancakes sure sound good".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ate: Buttermilk pancakes &amp;amp; onion+bacon egg scramble. Gee isn't that a coincidence.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I drank: Tang. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know!&lt;/span&gt; Don't ask. (kidding you can if you want?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I said: "Morning"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did: Turned the heat on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I read: Jamie Oliver's Italy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Item of clothing I put on: Jumper over my jammies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Person I spoke to: My husband.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chore I did: Dishes. Oh joy! We don't have a dishwasher - and I really tire of handwashing everything - urgh!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blog I visited: None. No blog hopping today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-8567581257539523682?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/8567581257539523682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=8567581257539523682&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8567581257539523682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8567581257539523682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/06/free-samples-of-lovely-images-from.html' title='Free Samples of Lovely Images from Dover Publishing'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFmtcwckNGI/AAAAAAAAAlA/BcrxDez4v8g/s72-c/artnouveau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-2722341138744138614</id><published>2008-06-17T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art::craft'/><title type='text'>I Won a Give-Away at  A Little Hut</title><content type='html'>This could not have come at a better time. A few weeks ago I entered a give-away hosted by Patricia of &lt;a href="http://alittlehut.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Little Hut&lt;/a&gt;. It was a give-away to mark the third anniversary of her lovely blog.  I have, on occasion, entered give-aways but this is my first win and I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tickled&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; folks about being the lucky winner but even more excited about what I've won. I found out I was the lucky recipient a few days after the break-in(see previous post) and it lifted my spirits. It reminded me that in the midst of the bad that happens there's always that little seed of goodness that sprouts. I'm not talking about the material items, although they are lovely and I'm seriously&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tickled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I'm talking about the perspective it gives you when everything seems gloomy. This is why I say the timing could not be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to share the lovely items I'm awaiting to arrive in the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tiny-Yarn-Animals-Amigurumi-Friends/dp/1557885303/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1211557038&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Tiny Yarn Animals (Paperback&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Was-Told-Thered-Be-Cake/dp/159448306X/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1211754963&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;I Was Told There'd Be Cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFc20rrreqI/AAAAAAAAAko/6EfH42lZNKw/s1600-h/books-i-won.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFc20rrreqI/AAAAAAAAAko/6EfH42lZNKw/s400/books-i-won.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212695372411665058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Was-Told-Thered-Be-Cake/dp/159448306X/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1211754963&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the piece I am most excited about: an original piece of paper craft that Patricia does so beautifully with paper + blade. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Swoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFdCUoSBolI/AAAAAAAAAkw/q-Qm9IgKYVE/s1600-h/littlehut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFdCUoSBolI/AAAAAAAAAkw/q-Qm9IgKYVE/s400/littlehut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212708015882478162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And last but not least: &lt;a href="http://alittlehut.com/store/store/viewItem.asp?idProduct=3221"&gt;Alphabet Mat Boards Templates&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFdEWwtz-RI/AAAAAAAAAk4/R_00lmuLsDI/s1600-h/littlehutalphatemplate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFdEWwtz-RI/AAAAAAAAAk4/R_00lmuLsDI/s400/littlehutalphatemplate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212710251529500946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't already discovered &lt;a href="http://www.alittlehut.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Little Hut&lt;/a&gt; get on over there and check out Patricia's creative projects.  Thanks again Patricia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;images&lt;/span&gt;: with permission from&lt;a href="http://www.alittlehut.blogspot.com/"&gt; A Little Hut&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HP_Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-2722341138744138614?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/2722341138744138614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=2722341138744138614&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2722341138744138614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2722341138744138614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-won-give-away-at-little-hut.html' title='I Won a Give-Away at  A Little Hut'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SFc20rrreqI/AAAAAAAAAko/6EfH42lZNKw/s72-c/books-i-won.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-8468671456293391467</id><published>2008-06-10T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes obstacles do get in my way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SE8gJgEBgnI/AAAAAAAAAkY/_i_MYfl_55w/s1600-h/keep+calm+%26+carry+on.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SE8gJgEBgnI/AAAAAAAAAkY/_i_MYfl_55w/s320/keep+calm+%26+carry+on.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210418641488675442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me Dearest blog, for I have sinned. It has been more than a month since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee where do I begin? Please forgive me ahead of time if this post is poorly worded or expressed. I’ve debated, with myself of course, on whether or not to mention it at all but I feel I must in order to say it and move on. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Must move on&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago we came home to find our home had been burgled. As you can imagine, it was a one of those sick to your gut feelings along with “Did this really happen?” I was pretty sick about it and, to some extent, yes it still bothers me and I wonder if I should even be posting about it (more on that later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me angry to know total strangers have such disregard for others and their property. I feel totally violated and sick that some really sad people (for lack of a better word) broke into our home. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Losers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My privacy was invaded in a horrible way. The losers got off with our large plasma tele, my son’s laptop, my MacBook Pro, an old and broken mobile (fools), my check book and they even had the nerve to rifle through our kid’s rooms and take our daughter’s school bag with all of her school work inside. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disgusted&lt;/span&gt; pretty much sums up how I feel. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Must move on, I know&lt;/span&gt;. Getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned: make sure I have back-up copies of all personal photos and work, etc. I lost most of my library of photos and I am kicking myself for not uploading them elsewhere. I could have uploaded to my mac account but I didn’t. I’ve basically been beating myself up all the while telling myself this serves no purpose except to remember the lesson learned. The hard way I might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that total strangers have a peek into my “stuff” annoys me. Although I have been reminded they most likely didn’t target me personally I’m taking it personal and I’m mad. They can read my blog if they want to which creeps me out completely. I know it’s a public site but I dare to think the losers could be creepy to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought maybe not to post for fear the losers who came into our home uninvited might read this. I know it’s a far stretch but these things cross your mind, or mine anyway, and I’m bothered. It’s a strange feeling and one I hope will pass given a little more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it rains it pours and I don’t want to be a complaining, whiny bum but I’m just stating the facts. It was my husband’s birthday the day we were violated. The following day our daughter was admitted to the hospital for the entire week due to an asthma attack. Our car is dying a slow death. I’m having some serious issues with my teeth and the pain has become unbearable. (I’ve been to the dentist and we’re making progress). *To top it all off, I found a lump in my breast. I’ve been mammogrammed, ultra sounded and biopsied and the radiologist said that it looked like common fibroid cists but they are taking care of me and making sure. I’m doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels good to get that off my chest about being burgled. Done with that and thanks for listening to me vent. I hope to move on and post about good things. Things I have a passion for, things that bring joy and make me want to skip rather than walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*I don’t make habit to talk about something so personal but I do so in saying I appreciate any and all prayer for this matter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Keep Calm and Carry On&lt;/span&gt;”. I’ll do just that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-8468671456293391467?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/8468671456293391467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=8468671456293391467&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8468671456293391467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8468671456293391467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/06/sometimes-obstacles-do-get-in-my-way.html' title='sometimes obstacles do get in my way'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SE8gJgEBgnI/AAAAAAAAAkY/_i_MYfl_55w/s72-c/keep+calm+%26+carry+on.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-783462497588296644</id><published>2008-05-07T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>words that resonate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,102,102)"&gt;"Hope, at the end of the day connects us all no matter how different we are"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Marketa Irglova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found myself gravitating towards quotes and words of wisdom, if you will. Words that encourage, lift up the soul and gently remind me that life is full and great and the good outweighs the ugly but only when we really believe in it, focus on it and keep it front and center. I admit, it takes effort on my part (sometimes more than I prefer) to do this. I'm not a negative person by nature, not even close, but I admit I have to work at keeping the*stinkin' thinkin'* out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not always easy and sometimes it's not as simple to say it's all about choice. I believe it’s more about awareness and inviting the positive into your life. Never assuming it will simply show up. It needs an invitation from each of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago, I recorded the Oscars. I know I did it out of a need for comfort. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Allow me to digress here&lt;/span&gt;. You see, I use to be a big movie buff, although not anymore, and while I don't follow Hollywood gossip or buy into the whole celebrity craze I do have some very fond memories of gathering with friends and family (and food of course) to watch the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;big event&lt;/span&gt;. A dear friend of mine use to host an annual party at her house for a few years and it was *oh-so-much* fun and I miss those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I had the privilege to watch it and fast forward through the commercials it still took me about three sittings to finish it all. I think I enjoyed it in small doses. It is after all, a three hour event and maybe, just maybe, I wanted to make it last longer because I didn’t want the comfort to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Oscar for best song was awarded I found myself rewinding several times so I could hear exactly what the recipient said. Even better was the fact that she was initially cued off stage via the orchestra but after the commercial they allowed her to come back and deliver her speech. I grabbed my pen and paper because I had to write it down. Her words moved me and I was excited to hear them spoken. I did rewind. And rewind. Again and again to make sure I heard it correctly. I didn’t mind hearing what she said over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just reveling in the fact that a simple acceptance speech delivered such beautiful words. They moved me and so I’m passing them on. There is a lot to be said of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;FYI:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Turns out I didn’t need that pen and paper after all. They post the winner’s acceptance speeches on &lt;a href="http://www.oscar.com/"&gt;their official site&lt;/a&gt;. You can read Marketa’s &lt;a href="http://oscar.com/oscarnight/winners/?pn=detail&amp;amp;nominee=Falling%20Slowly%20-%20Once%20-%20Music%20Song%20Nominee"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;recommend &lt;/span&gt;it and it’s not long winded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-783462497588296644?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/783462497588296644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=783462497588296644&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/783462497588296644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/783462497588296644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/05/words-that-resonate.html' title='words that resonate'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-8340464680004722066</id><published>2008-05-02T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>soul dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/43987402@N00/2198752298" id="fs_1" title="&amp;quot;a with a tail&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;img alt="a with a tail" title="a with a tail" src="http://static.flickr.com/2376/2198752298_2f8828e95f_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/63943575@N00/2391157239" id="fs_2" title="&amp;quot;r wood&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;img alt="r wood" title="r wood" src="http://static.flickr.com/3195/2391157239_77f98dbe4b_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/95229107@N00/2430686046" id="fs_3" title="&amp;quot;T&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;img alt="T" title="T" src="http://static.flickr.com/3192/2430686046_6c105df63d_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;washes from the soul the dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;of every day life.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;picasso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I bought a &lt;a href="http://www.scrapbookingmemories.com.au/spc.php"&gt;Stamping &amp;amp; Papercraft&lt;/a&gt; magazine the other day and was pleasantly surprised to find some quotes that really resonated with me and encouraged me. This was one of those quotes. I find it to be so true. Whether you are the creator of said *art* or just admiring art, in any form, it really does the soul well.  I believe we are surrounded by art but sometimes the clutter of life blocks our view. Here's to cleaning up the clutter, wiping away the dust and allowing our souls to breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{photo: made by &lt;a href="http://metaatem.net/words"&gt;Spell with flikr&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-8340464680004722066?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/8340464680004722066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=8340464680004722066&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8340464680004722066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8340464680004722066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/05/soul-dust.html' title='soul dust'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-6580522667652502037</id><published>2008-04-30T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she spreads joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inspirational&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Courageous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inviting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Witty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Devoted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dedicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Consistent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and well the list could simply go on and on&lt;/span&gt; ..................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are what I think of when I think of  &lt;a href="http://willows95988.typepad.com/tongue_cheek/2008/04/april-29-2008.html"&gt;Corey of Tongue In Cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I want to simply send out some love to this great woman and friend to all of us who visit her blog.  Today, Corey's father went home to be with Our Lord. I am amazed at the her fortitude during the last few months of this difficult journey. Through it all she has managed to still share her beautiful words and poetic outlook on life, when she could have rolled up her sleeves and said, "To heck with it all." She did not! She continues to do what she does best. Share and focus on her blessings and lift others up even through sadness and pain. I know Corey has stated many times that she receives much more from her readers(friends) and how truly grateful she is and that posting daily on her blog is a comfort to her, perhaps an outlet and sometimes sanity keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I can't help but take notice of just how much love and joy she spreads, and quite frankly I don't think Corey is aware of just how much she does give to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Corey~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Today I honor you and what an example of a bright and shining light you are. It's so easy to see the love of Jesus living in you. God Bless you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-6580522667652502037?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/6580522667652502037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=6580522667652502037&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6580522667652502037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6580522667652502037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/04/she-spreads-joy.html' title='she spreads joy'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-5430123141870658637</id><published>2008-04-24T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>i do love thee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SA_3Hjj4hDI/AAAAAAAAAiw/djd6eaPRlgg/s1600-h/IMG_0890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SA_3Hjj4hDI/AAAAAAAAAiw/djd6eaPRlgg/s400/IMG_0890.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192640604558361650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day whilst out and about getting a few things I found myself in the confectionary section of the shop. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mmhhh…..how did I end up there?&lt;/span&gt; Just like me. Easily distracted and wondering around just because. What I was there to buy, mind you, was not in this section of the store. Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself in front of the marshmallows (why isn’t it marshm*e*llows?) I immediately saw these and knew they were going home with me. The cute heart shapes had me sold and besides my step daughter loves hearts, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and sweets&lt;/span&gt;. She definitely gets that from her daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never been a huge fan of the marshmallow by itself, as a snack or treat. Here, in Australia, they are more of a treat (lollie as we say). They come in different shapes, colours and flavours. I’m used to a bag of plain whites either miniatures or the large size. I have yet to find a plain bag here. They just aren’t used for the same thing we use them for in the US. When I think of marshmallows I associate them with the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;• &lt;/span&gt;Thanksgiving yams with marshmallows melted on top. I can’t remember a Thanksgiving without them. I loved them every year, and still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt;Rice crispy treats. I loved these growing up, and yep still love them now. I need to make some, speaking of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt;S’mores. Can you taste the goodness just thinking about these? I honestly can’t think of a more iconic American treat than these. So many fond memories of these at camp and the many beach bonfires over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt;Hot chocolate with a bunch of miniature marshmallows. The melted, gooey yumminess of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the marshmallow is a love of mine. Not in and of itself but what I associate it with. It’s a comfort and reminder of fond memories and happy times. Thanksgiving is love. The marshmallows on top of the yams are just an expression of that love. The love your mom and grandmother poured into preparing that dish because they knew you loved it. Rice crispy treats are love. Made the same way because they knew you loved them and they truly were a treat. Hot chocolate is love. A steaming cup handed to you by your mom made just the way you like it, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with marshmallows on top&lt;/span&gt;. S’more are love. The many conversations had with family and friends around a fire ring holding your wire hangar with the marshmallow at the end ever so carefully, making sure it was toasted perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems the marshmallow has it’s own special place in my heart. I’m looking forward to making the family some hot chocolate, especially my step daughter, this weekend as we are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; having cool nights here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you love thee? What do you associate the marshmallow with? Please do tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy &lt;a href="http://shuttersisters.com/home/category/love-thursday"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; Thursday&lt;/a&gt; everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-5430123141870658637?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/5430123141870658637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=5430123141870658637&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5430123141870658637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5430123141870658637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-do-love-thee.html' title='i do love thee'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SA_3Hjj4hDI/AAAAAAAAAiw/djd6eaPRlgg/s72-c/IMG_0890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-6572973575384023728</id><published>2008-04-22T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the hope revolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SA0smDj4hBI/AAAAAAAAAig/HAPB2noRCkE/s1600-h/mosaic2747305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SA0smDj4hBI/AAAAAAAAAig/HAPB2noRCkE/s400/mosaic2747305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191854977730511890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{images used with permission via Hope Revolution}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I stumbled upon &lt;a href="http://www.hoperevo.com/welcome/"&gt;Hope Revolution&lt;/a&gt; about a week ago via &lt;a href="http://jenlemen.com/blog/?p=368"&gt;this wonderful story&lt;/a&gt; and wouldn't you know it was just what I needed at that moment.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I love God's infinite wisdom. &lt;/span&gt;The idea is beautiful and genius all wrapped into one and the world could use a lot more of this. Treat yourself and go check it out. Join the revolution, become a revolutionary. You won't be disappointed,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-6572973575384023728?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/6572973575384023728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=6572973575384023728&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6572973575384023728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6572973575384023728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/04/hope-revolution.html' title='the hope revolution'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SA0smDj4hBI/AAAAAAAAAig/HAPB2noRCkE/s72-c/mosaic2747305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-8375184342636304314</id><published>2008-04-14T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a surprise "meeting" of sorts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SAL8-jVJVRI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/KMJiZl-pmKo/s1600-h/sleepingdoggie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SAL8-jVJVRI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/KMJiZl-pmKo/s400/sleepingdoggie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188987872250254610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago my husband called me in the afternoon to inform me he would be home but that he would be leaving the house again that evening as he had to meet with someone regarding work. The "meeting" would take a few hours because it was about an hour from here. Nothing unusual as sometimes these things tend to take place in the evenings. "Ok. I will see you when you get back," I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son went along with. You know, father-son bonding time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They arrived home and my husband came in. It wasn't until a few minutes later that I asked where our son was. It seemed he was taking longer than usual to get inside.  Shortly after, out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw something moving across our kitchen floor. Yep. There she was. Little and sweet and eyes of green. Soft and cuddly and as brown as our timber floors. No wonder I couldn't see her. Sneaky boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying her immensely. She is pure joy and I'm sure I will have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plenty&lt;/span&gt; more to share about her, ahem.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-8375184342636304314?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/8375184342636304314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=8375184342636304314&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8375184342636304314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8375184342636304314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/04/surprise-of-sorts.html' title='a surprise &amp;quot;meeting&amp;quot; of sorts'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/SAL8-jVJVRI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/KMJiZl-pmKo/s72-c/sleepingdoggie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-4887411835259815840</id><published>2008-04-08T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:27.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>undergoing a few minor changes here</title><content type='html'>Pardon the boring*ness* of this site while I try to fix a few things. I'm frustrated. I made some changes today and it all turned out fine. I was experimenting and tweeking a little when to my horror I decided to have a lookie on our PC using Internet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Exploder&lt;/span&gt;, ahem Explorer. My template was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;wrong. Gasp! Now mind you it all looked pretty on my Mac using Firefox. On the PC it was a completely different scene. I had no columns and the fonts and colours were wonky. I typed a post asking for feedback, as I was going to leave it, but being impatient and not wanting my blog to look so horrible I decided I would revert it back to the standard and tomorrow I will go in and fix what I can. Oh the joys! I cannot understand how it looked fine on the Mac but totally wrong on the PC. If you have any theories, or you just plain understand CSS and different browser platforms feel free to share the love. I'd like to know. I swear there are cyber monkeys inside the net messing things up just to get my *goat*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back with a post of something but I'll have to tackle this first because it plain drives me mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;update: getting there, slowly, but not there yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-4887411835259815840?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/4887411835259815840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=4887411835259815840&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4887411835259815840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4887411835259815840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/04/undergoing-few-minor-changes-here.html' title='undergoing a few minor changes here'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-5375169225318887244</id><published>2008-03-19T12:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bush By Foot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R-yKl_VDl7I/AAAAAAAAAdg/0ffKBxH3TI8/s1600-h/bushwalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R-yKl_VDl7I/AAAAAAAAAdg/0ffKBxH3TI8/s400/bushwalk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182669656456140722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;walking trail, Yanchep National Park&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;cheeky 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bushwalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What you need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A want to get out, breathe some air and get some exercise.&lt;br /&gt;A companion to come along with (not required but nice).&lt;br /&gt;A good pair of walking shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Sunblock, and lots of it.&lt;br /&gt;A hat. Preferably one that covers your neck as well. It's hot down under.&lt;br /&gt;Sunglasses. Necessary.&lt;br /&gt;H2O. Of course.&lt;br /&gt;A camera. For those wanting to share the adventure, like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R-CNyGQCMfI/AAAAAAAAAdY/_dCQWP4KjVY/s1600-h/kanga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179295463286911474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R-CNyGQCMfI/AAAAAAAAAdY/_dCQWP4KjVY/s400/kanga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kanga, Yanchep National Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; photo taken by my 13yr old&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you are lucky, like we were, you might even stumble upon a kangaroo or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-5375169225318887244?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/5375169225318887244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=5375169225318887244&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5375169225318887244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5375169225318887244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/03/bush-by-foot.html' title='Bush By Foot'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R-yKl_VDl7I/AAAAAAAAAdg/0ffKBxH3TI8/s72-c/bushwalk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-6359648406025767598</id><published>2008-03-18T12:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:27.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something is better than nothing</title><content type='html'>I realised today I had to just write. Write anything, really. Something. It didn’t matter what but something, &lt;em&gt;for myself&lt;/em&gt;. You see, I’ve been walking away feeling empty each time I don’t post. I’m constantly jotting things down but not bringing it all together collectively. Writing is freeing, even if it isn’t proper or good. It’s good exercise for my mind and soul. It gives me a certain sort of high, like running does. I’m guilty of always editing or second guessing what I’m writing. That gets me nowhere. I realised I’m denying myself something that motivates and lifts me up. From now on, I’m going somewhere. Even if it’s &lt;em&gt;so-so&lt;/em&gt; because it’s a heck of a lot better than nowhere which is where I remain when I do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No organised topic. Not just yet. It will come. For now I will spill. Spill out thoughts, random little titbits, etc. Whatever feels right, &lt;em&gt;for me&lt;/em&gt;. Whatever feels fun and easy and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss home and the comfort of things familiar but I am slowly becoming familiar with my new surroundings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like the view of the city we get, just up on the hill, when we drive to school in the morning. Always makes me smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I look forward to the cooler weather that is coming. I’m also getting more “use to” the fact that I now live in the southern hemisphere where seasons are opposite those in the north.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better already.&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-6359648406025767598?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/6359648406025767598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=6359648406025767598&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6359648406025767598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/6359648406025767598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/03/something-is-better-than-nothing.html' title='Something is better than nothing'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-2292658326025092808</id><published>2008-03-14T13:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:27.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Back Soon</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to have some wonderfully, creative post to come back with but I don't. Not yet anyway! I'm still alive and have been visiting many of my favorite blogs and if you haven't seen me at your place, you will soon. Promise. Until then, I leave you with a short and sweet "hello", I miss all of you and this wonderful quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Happiness is a direction, not a place."  -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sydney J. Harris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;found via &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.martawrites.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Dear Diary Stories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.martawrites.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-2292658326025092808?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/2292658326025092808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=2292658326025092808&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2292658326025092808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/2292658326025092808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2008/03/be-back-soon.html' title='Be Back Soon'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-8110245293559737326</id><published>2007-12-27T10:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sign of Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R3MGQ0TiyqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/FbqsvDyeYvY/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R3MGQ0TiyqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/FbqsvDyeYvY/s400/rainbow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148465685002898082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rainbow over the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.perthroyalshow.com.au/"&gt;Perth Royal Show&lt;/a&gt;, Australia © cheeky 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/a&gt; to see all participants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;**update: I accidentally deleted this post and had to repost, losing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; comments. Thanks to all of you who commented. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-8110245293559737326?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/8110245293559737326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=8110245293559737326&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8110245293559737326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/8110245293559737326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2007/12/sign-of-promise.html' title='A Sign of Promise'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R3MGQ0TiyqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/FbqsvDyeYvY/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-1135201356169738423</id><published>2007-12-12T13:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas: A few questions answered</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wrapping paper or gift bags?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both. Plus anything else that can be used to disguise a present.  I enjoy giving attention to the presentation of the gift. I love it when you can see the thought that goes into wrapping something special. I’ve had good luck finding unique gift bags for a fraction of the regular price at discount shops {my fave}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Real tree or artificial?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real. Nothing beats the smell and it’s what I grew up with so it feels right. They do make some amazing artificial trees these days, unlike ones of the past that consisted of a dark green, wooden rod with plastic, green, prickly pieces that fit ever so neatly into the drilled holes on the center rod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When do you put up the tree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never put it up on a specific day but always try to have it up around the first week of December. We always enjoy the whole process of decorating and then getting to sit and admire all the ornaments and lights. I love to curl up under a blanket, turn off all the lights, except for the ones on the tree, and just dream. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When do you take the tree down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the new year. We like to stretch it out and enjoy it as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you like eggnog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do kids like presents? Of course! Thinking about it now makes me want some. Guess I need to get out and buy some. Mmmhhh yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favourite gift received as a child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t remember one single gift that stands out as being the best. Every Christmas was my favourite in and of itself. As long as I can remember I have always loved being with family and friends. I have to say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; is my favourite gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you have a Nativity Scene?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, yes I do. Jesus&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; is the reason&lt;/span&gt; for the season. I think the Nativity is an important reminder of what Christmas is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hardest person to buy for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Easiest person to buy for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mail or email Christmas cards?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never sent a virtual card. I’m not opposed to them but they just don’t carry the same sentiment and they never will, for me. There is nothing more lovely than a handwritten note. I love seeing words on paper. What happened to the idea of taking time to write a personal message to family and loved ones? I hear a lot of “too busy”, “don’t have time”, etc. I don’t want my life to become too busy for what really matters; my family and friends. I believe we make time for what’s really important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Worst Christmas gift you ever received?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything gifted to me is appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite Christmas movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christmas Story.&lt;br /&gt;Red Ryder BB Gun and "You'll shoot your eye out kid."  Come on, it doesn't get any better than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When do you start shopping for Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have a specific time frame. I try to purchase little treasures for others whenever I find them and put them aside for the right moment or occasion. Shopping under pressure with all the craziness isn’t fun and I try to avoid it at all costs. Besides, it feels like you buy something just to buy it and I’m not comfortable doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever recycled a Christmas present?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Never. I don’t re-gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favourite thing to eat at Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom’s snowball cookies {also known as Russian tea cakes}.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the only time of year they are made and I have fond memories of sneaking them when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clear lights or coloured on the tree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have used white for quite a while but I get bored and like to change things up a bit. I love vintage coloured lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favourite Christmas song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Holy Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Travel at Christmas or stay home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most years I have been home with family but I have also traveled. One of the most memorable was the Christmas I spent in Italy. I spent the day walking the streets of Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you name all of Santa’s reindeer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comet, Cupid, Donner, Prancer, Dasher, Vixen, Dancer, Blitzen &amp;amp; Rudolph. (All those years of watching the animated Christmas specials on television paid off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angel on the tree top or star?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel. I’d like to have a star. Just have to find the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Open the presents Christmas Eve or Christmas morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always open one on Christmas Eve and the rest on Christmas Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most annoying thing about this time of year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to keep my focus on Jesus, the reason for the season. If I stay focused on Him I don’t have room to be annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favourite ornament, theme or colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many ornaments that I have collected from all over and each one has it’s own story. They are all special in their own right. I do like a softer touch as far as decorating goes. “Less is more” motto, except for my tree. It is chock-full of ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favourite for Christmas dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always looked forward to my grandmother’s Christmas Eve dinner. While it wasn’t fancy, "schmancy" it was always good and Christmas Eve was always &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; gathering for our family. My grandmother always made a ham,  her baked beans, potato salad {not just any, her’s was the best} and deviled eggs. It was simple and it always tasted &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you want for Christmas this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know. I haven’t made any specific requests but I’m always pleasantly surprised with the gifts I do receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thank you &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://zazazu.wordpress.com/"&gt;Karen of Zazazu&lt;/a&gt; for passing along this même. Feel free to join in if you feel moved to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-1135201356169738423?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/1135201356169738423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=1135201356169738423&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1135201356169738423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/1135201356169738423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-few-questions-answered.html' title='Christmas: A few questions answered'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-7306599154229438342</id><published>2007-12-03T11:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>"It's beginning to look{feel} a lot like Christmas"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R1N3Fb5k9AI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/CamoRLLgrrM/s1600-R/advent_cal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R1N3Fb5k9AI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/mHTcl9DynaA/s400/advent_cal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139582535032173570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;vintage advent calendar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for a little something I'm calling Ad{Blog}vent calendar. I will start it form the 1st December, like most do, and supply a wee something for each day as we count down the days until baby Jesus lay in a manger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;1 DEC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; I found this by way of &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://martawrites.blogspot.com/2007/12/advent-calendar-inspiration.html"&gt;Miss Marta&lt;/a&gt;. {See 00} I really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this idea. If you don’t want to use books, what about wrapping up 24 favourite poems, quotes, love notes to your sweetie, or even writing out some of your favourite Bible verses and letting those be that day’s focus. You can add your own flavour and make it uniquely yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;2 DEC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; In the mood to bake? Check out &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://allrecipes.com/HowTo/Christmas-Cookie-Countdown-2007/Detail.aspx"&gt;this fabulous calendar of cookies&lt;/a&gt;. Homemade treats make &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; best gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;*****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I’m sorry to report. The cold has one up on me. Not for long&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sucker&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last night I slept with a box of tissue within arm’s reach. Today the same box has decided it likes me so much it will sty by my side until it's sheets are no more. What's a girl to do? Sniffle, sniffle . . . .  cough, cough . . . . aachheeeewww! Plug your nose and repeat after me. “I’m all stuffy and I sound like a cartoon character; a really bad cartoon character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my last post I groaned {not a lot, just a little } about dear Blogger. I have yet another Blogger {Booger} glitch I want to share. Just sharing the love folks because this stuff is important, ya know! If you go to edit your profile Blogger seems to assign you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Accounting&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Industry&lt;/span&gt; part of your profile, even if you do not make any changes to that category. I had not selected anything in this category and I noticed it said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Accounting&lt;/span&gt;. I changed it to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;None Specified&lt;/span&gt; and still it wanted to spit out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Accounting&lt;/span&gt;. I have also noticed this glitch on other profiles that I know are not in accounting. So, make sure you check when making any changes. It took me a couple of tries to get it sorted. Darned thing! I still love you Blogger, faults and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*I should probably let the peeps over at Blogger know, in case they don’t already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-7306599154229438342?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/7306599154229438342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=7306599154229438342&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7306599154229438342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/7306599154229438342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2007/12/beginning-to-lookfeel-lot-like.html' title='&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s beginning to look{feel} a lot like Christmas&amp;quot;'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R1N3Fb5k9AI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/mHTcl9DynaA/s72-c/advent_cal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-4267107547264066726</id><published>2007-11-30T17:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>I was asked to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://zazazu.wordpress.com/2007/11/28/six-random-things/"&gt;play along.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; Random things about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;::&lt;/span&gt; I don't believe in coincidence. I believe God is the divine coordinator of all meetings. I've been blessed so many times with people in my life. Some for the long term, others briefly at the exact needed time. They have been the deliverers of wisdom, love, knowledge and compassion. Those are not the things one &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chalks up&lt;/span&gt; to coincidence. Not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;05&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:: &lt;/span&gt;I rarely fall ill. Colds and flus do I not regularly succumb to. Thank goodness. Last night I fell ill. Oh how I am unhappy when my body does not feel well. Sore throat. Hurts to swallow. I can't wait until it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;04&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;::&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is definitely random&lt;/span&gt;. I was a "bed wetter" and it didn't completely go away until I was about 11 years old, if I remember correctly. Now it wasn't every night and it did become less and less the older I became, but it was there. It never stopped me from socialising, i.e. sleepovers, etc. but there were some uncomfortable moments which I won't recount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;span class="vi"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;03&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;::&lt;/span&gt; I've been told I am sentimental. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sentimental&lt;/span&gt;: marked or governed by feeling, sensibility, or emotional idealism; resulting from feeling rather then reason or thought&lt;/span&gt;. I'd have to agree with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;02&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;::&lt;/span&gt; I have a small collection of depression glass. I haven't purchased any in a long time. The few pieces I do have, I love and cherish. I also have a neat little collection of wooden boxes. Each one unique and different from the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;01&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;::&lt;/span&gt; I did not "get" or understand all the hype about the movie Forrrest Gump. I did not like it nor enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*bonus&lt;/span&gt; :: Blogger makes me want to throw my hands up in the air. There are some serious programming issues with post drafting and I could scream. It seems to look like one big link when you drag over 03. ~ 01. Go figure! I'm too tired to rewrite the post, maybe later? I tried and it still played up. These things annoy me to no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-4267107547264066726?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/4267107547264066726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=4267107547264066726&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4267107547264066726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/4267107547264066726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-me.html' title='Random &amp;amp; Me'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-3519387876870443270</id><published>2007-11-28T04:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfy &amp; Casual</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R0x_Sm06DCI/AAAAAAAAAZY/vBOsFb9oB-0/s1600-h/spcwear1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R0x_Sm06DCI/AAAAAAAAAZY/vBOsFb9oB-0/s400/spcwear1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137621232559721506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;jewel cave, public toilet WA, © cheeky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who: Me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif//selfportraitchallenge.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;What I wear:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Denims, hoodie, cotton tee and a leather carryall &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(to house all my stuff + everyone else's. you know the routine. keys, mobile, wallet, water, tablets, snacks, tissues, camera and anything else that can be crammed in there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Why: I like to be comfy, cosy and casual on holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where: Jewel Cave, Southwestern Australia. Public toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When: Spring (October)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-3519387876870443270?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/3519387876870443270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=3519387876870443270&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3519387876870443270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/3519387876870443270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2007/11/comfy-casual.html' title='Comfy &amp;amp; Casual'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R0x_Sm06DCI/AAAAAAAAAZY/vBOsFb9oB-0/s72-c/spcwear1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351191936504340684.post-5722504284900855194</id><published>2007-11-22T07:03:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:26.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>colour*fall*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R0SrKm06DBI/AAAAAAAAAYg/S8Q6qOXGDUI/s1600-h/DSCN0202_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R0SrKm06DBI/AAAAAAAAAYg/S8Q6qOXGDUI/s400/DSCN0202_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135417673818704914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;california fall, © cheeky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is suppose to be Wordless Wednesday but I feel the need to explain. I am not a photographer, as I am sure I didn't even need to state that, but this photo was so vibrant and colourful until I uploaded it through Blogger. It's the only appropriate photo I have at the moment so it is going to have to do. I am disappointed. Mainly because the colours are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;true to the original. Anyone know why? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Note to self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;take that photography class you have always wanted to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351191936504340684-5722504284900855194?l=hooptydoopty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/feeds/5722504284900855194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351191936504340684&amp;postID=5722504284900855194&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5722504284900855194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351191936504340684/posts/default/5722504284900855194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooptydoopty.blogspot.com/2007/11/colourfall.html' title='colour*fall*'/><author><name>hoopty doopty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07798391989398268389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IGnoRn5M8uQ/R0SrKm06DBI/AAAAAAAAAYg/S8Q6qOXGDUI/s72-c/DSCN0202_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry></feed>
