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13:41 russell branyan is just wonderful and amazing and quickly becoming my favorite of the #mariners

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Tweets in the last 24 hours

From my Twitter.

11:09 Most likely cat or knitting photos automagically uploaded from my camera to Flickr and tweeted about by Eye-Fi. tinyurl.com/mo744v

13:41 russell branyan is just wonderful and amazing and quickly becoming my favorite of the #mariners

13:51 Most likely cat or knitting photos automagically uploaded from my camera to Flickr and tweeted about by Eye-Fi. tinyurl.com/kufhrf

16:08 Most likely cat or knitting photos automagically uploaded from my camera to Flickr and tweeted about by Eye-Fi. tinyurl.com/mch94s

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Today's Basket

This is not the softest yarn in the world - it's soft just not the softest - but it comes in lots of pretty colors so it fits my bill.

Today's Basket

This is not the softest yarn in the world - it's soft just not the softest - but it comes in lots of pretty colors so it fits my bill.

In the olden days

It always strikes me as interesting those less than obvious things I picked up from watching my mother and father matriculate through life. They were very good about sharing what they did and why - in many of the little things that weave days to days.

While getting your name in the newspaper was not something that one tried to do (it should only appear at your birth, death and marriage), when it happened to someone you know (and was not tied to a felony), you shared.

I discontinued my Sunday newspaper subscription but I still, when I have 6 quarters, buy it out of the corner box when I am going to brunch. This past Sunday there was a giant article about cross training and featured my friend, Fran's, gym. It quoted her and had a couple of pictures.

My Mom would have taken out her personally monogrammed stationery and penned a nice little note. The note and the clipping went into the mail as soon as possible after the news appeared.

But this is not the dark ages. I sent Fran an email asking her if her Pops wanted an extra copy. I only know her Pops, who lives in Detroit, from his occasional cute comments on her blog, but he seems the type who might want to parade a newspaper story about his little girl around to his friends.

Turns out she isn't even in town and had not seen the tree-killing copy and immediately took me up on my offer.

I also remember the few times when we appeared in the newspaper - my fabulous birthday party in the second grade made a picture layout on the Sunday style section and our entire family was pictured in a story about Summer travel once. Mom was so grateful when her friends send their copies. They got dispatched to grandparents and friends. (It was so NOT cool to go down to the newspaper office and buy copies of editions that included you.)

I was raised in the South. We had a whole lotta rules. A lot were 'because that's just what you do.' But some were because they just made good living. Those are the ones I like to think I hold on to now.

In the olden days

It always strikes me as interesting those less than obvious things I picked up from watching my mother and father matriculate through life. They were very good about sharing what they did and why - in many of the little things that weave days to days.

While getting your name in the newspaper was not something that one tried to do (it should only appear at your birth, death and marriage), when it happened to someone you know (and was not tied to a felony), you shared.

I discontinued my Sunday newspaper subscription but I still, when I have 6 quarters, buy it out of the corner box when I am going to brunch. This past Sunday there was a giant article about cross training and featured my friend, Fran's, gym. It quoted her and had a couple of pictures.

My Mom would have taken out her personally monogrammed stationery and penned a nice little note. The note and the clipping went into the mail as soon as possible after the news appeared.

But this is not the dark ages. I sent Fran an email asking her if her Pops wanted an extra copy. I only know her Pops, who lives in Detroit, from his occasional cute comments on her blog, but he seems the type who might want to parade a newspaper story about his little girl around to his friends.

Turns out she isn't even in town and had not seen the tree-killing copy and immediately took me up on my offer.

I also remember the few times when we appeared in the newspaper - my fabulous birthday party in the second grade made a picture layout on the Sunday style section and our entire family was pictured in a story about Summer travel once. Mom was so grateful when her friends send their copies. They got dispatched to grandparents and friends. (It was so NOT cool to go down to the newspaper office and buy copies of editions that included you.)

I was raised in the South. We had a whole lotta rules. A lot were 'because that's just what you do.' But some were because they just made good living. Those are the ones I like to think I hold on to now.

Gym Report - cardio

My toe is not healed like I thought it was. And it's hot. And I really really really did not want to go do the treadmill but I did cause I couldn't come up with an excuse to give Annie. And it was all fine. 30 minutes Rolling Elevation. I think I only did 2.5 but it was fine. My toe was ok. It hurts now but after my quick shower, I'm going to ice it down.

The gym was packed. Annie couldn't get there til 11 (we usually go at 10) and 11 is too late. By the time we left, that joint was packed. There was a full yoga class and the machines were all busy. Packed city.

Worked piled up while I was gone so no time to tarry.

Gym Report - cardio

My toe is not healed like I thought it was. And it's hot. And I really really really did not want to go do the treadmill but I did cause I couldn't come up with an excuse to give Annie. And it was all fine. 30 minutes Rolling Elevation. I think I only did 2.5 but it was fine. My toe was ok. It hurts now but after my quick shower, I'm going to ice it down.

The gym was packed. Annie couldn't get there til 11 (we usually go at 10) and 11 is too late. By the time we left, that joint was packed. There was a full yoga class and the machines were all busy. Packed city.

Worked piled up while I was gone so no time to tarry.