<?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-8073834</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:31:11.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Green Kitty</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AngelsPixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14880833594233526666</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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8073834.post-113217181532698323</id><published>2005-11-16T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T12:10:15.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And a New Year is about to begin!</title><content type='html'>Gee, it's been almost a year since I've posted anything here and the year is fast coming to a close.  So much has happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big Much is my house - a real house that's all mine and the mortgage company's.  I certianly didn't figure that would happen at the start of the year.  I didn't think I could get a mortgage with my credit rating.  Having Linda's (from city hall) sister as my agent was the best thing I've ever done.  She worked her butt off for me and found me the almost perfect house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam knows her stuff and worked with me for months.  I thought I wanted a bungelow.  What I really wanted was a California Arts and Crafts cottage.  Well, those were way out of my price range.  I would have like to have stayed in Rochester, but I couldn't afford a house there, so I ended up in Madison Heights where I work.  The nice thing is that I can get to work in about 7 minutes with heavy traffic.  I can sleep in later, too.  THAT gives me a happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house is a ranch on a very deep crawl space so the windows are all six feet off the ground for the most part.  Gives me a feeling of safety.  There are hardwood floors and the two bedrooms that are carpeted also have hardwoods.  My bedroom has part of the addition so not all of the floor is hardwood.  So, I have to have carpeting in the addition and my bedroom.  There's a jacuzzi in one bathroom and the bath I'm using for me has a doublewide shower stall.  It's really nice.  The kitchen is the main problem.  Not enough cupboard space for everything.  I've got to find a rolling island so I can have more storage and counter space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd really like to be able to expand the kitchen.  Maybe not so much expand it, but rearrange the working space.  The living room will become the dining room - I'm supposed to get mom's dining room suite - and the family room will be the living room - craft area.  The ghastly purple room will be the office and the Mickey Mouse room will be the guest room and dressing room for me.  Right now there's lots of closet space, but that will fill up rather quickly, I'm sure.  I do have a huge shed out back for Christmas stuff and anything else I want to put out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the Big Adventure begins.  Life as a homeowner!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8073834-113217181532698323?l=greenkittee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/feeds/113217181532698323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8073834&amp;postID=113217181532698323' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/113217181532698323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/113217181532698323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/2005/11/and-new-year-is-about-to-begin.html' title='And a New Year is about to begin!'/><author><name>AngelsPixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14880833594233526666</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-8073834.post-110488947980216594</id><published>2005-01-04T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T17:44:39.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Well it is now 2005 and I start on the downside of 50 this year.  Depressing thought.  On the other hand, it is liberating.  I don't feel like I have to please anyone but me.  Rather self-centered, but then maybe I think I deserve it.  I don't have anyone else to really worry about except mom and she's a class unto herself.  I hope this zoo thing works out.  Who knows, maybe it will be my key to fame and fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was obscene with all the gifts.  Took mom and me two hours, TWO!!!, to open all the gifts.  We've always gone overboard at Christmas.  It was Daddy's favorite holiday and I can still see him with his smile and gentle eyes watching us open gifts.  How I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed with mom until Wednesday when I returned to Rochester.  I sure missed my kitties.  Lauren takes good care of them, but she's very high maintence and I'd rather hire someone to watch them.  Lauren is very smothering and bugs the hell out of me most of the time.  I'm a lot more impatient than I used to be.  Must come with age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like this year there will be no big vacation unless I go up to Georgian Bay for a long weekend.  If I go after Labor Day, the rates should go down.  I'd just like to go up and contemplate my navel for a few days and look out over the water.  I *have* to find a new place to live.  There are some really seedy types living in the complex and they are really scary.  Who knows, maybe I can find a house to rent/buy.  Something that's MINE.  Then I can get the boys a little sister, maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8073834-110488947980216594?l=greenkittee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/feeds/110488947980216594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8073834&amp;postID=110488947980216594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/110488947980216594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/110488947980216594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>AngelsPixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14880833594233526666</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8073834.post-110065076071523647</id><published>2004-11-16T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T16:19:20.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the election</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how long it's been since I posted!!!  At least the good guy won the election.  Now all we have to worry about is old Hillary and people being so uninformed that they will actually vote for her.  She's one scary woman.  Don't think so?  Then read "American Evita" by Anderson.  He's not a professed Republican or Democrat.  I'm not too sure that he's even an American.  He might be British.  Anyhow, he does give a well balanced biography of Hillary Clinton.  A name, by the way, she didn't use until Bill decided to run for President.  I wonder if Conde Rice might run?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sad to hear that Colin Powell is not going to be Secretary of State for the next four years.  He's an amazing man and someone who didn't always agree with the President.  I hope Condelezza Rice will stand up to him when needed.  She's such an accomplished person and should do well as Secretary of State.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if Ashcroft would only resign. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8073834-110065076071523647?l=greenkittee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/feeds/110065076071523647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8073834&amp;postID=110065076071523647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/110065076071523647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/110065076071523647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/2004/11/after-election.html' title='After the election'/><author><name>AngelsPixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14880833594233526666</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-8073834.post-109794010746744517</id><published>2004-10-16T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T08:21:47.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soggy Saturday</title><content type='html'>Tis a grey, damp, windy Saturday and I'm at work.  It's not terribly busy right now.  Maybe it won't be the rest of the day.  That would be a good thing because it would leave just Becky and I to cover the library including desk and reference.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The election is just over 2 weeks away.  I keep hoping and praying that Bush will win.  People keep pissing and moaning about the economy, flu shots and the like.  Somehow they just don't see that what we have now is the result of bad management during the much hailed Clinton years.  Idiots.  The self-serving Clintons did this country no favors at all.  I'm sure they will burn, I'm not sure when.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Green Kitty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8073834-109794010746744517?l=greenkittee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/feeds/109794010746744517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8073834&amp;postID=109794010746744517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109794010746744517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109794010746744517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/2004/10/soggy-saturday.html' title='Soggy Saturday'/><author><name>AngelsPixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14880833594233526666</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-8073834.post-109658173509612134</id><published>2004-09-30T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T15:02:15.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday 9/30/2004</title><content type='html'>Well once again Ros has blown it as usual.  We've had over six weeks to finish the branch, but with no real master plan it is maybe half done.  With any luck, we'll get a library board who might do something about it.  I doubt it, however.  Man rises to his level of mediocrity and stays there according to the Peter Principle.  She's a shining example that proves the rule.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to go back to the library for a stupid program.  I don't expect much of a turnout, but who knows.  I'll get some cookies from Meijer's and we'll see what happens.&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/8073834-109658173509612134?l=greenkittee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/feeds/109658173509612134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8073834&amp;postID=109658173509612134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109658173509612134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109658173509612134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/2004/09/thursday-9302004.html' title='Thursday 9/30/2004'/><author><name>AngelsPixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14880833594233526666</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-8073834.post-109587088430801790</id><published>2004-09-22T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T09:34:44.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yahoo! Groups : rememberangel Leave Group</title><content type='html'>Today is Hump Day, so tomorrow will be all downhill till Friday.  Then I get a 3 day weekend because of my birthday.  I don't want to be 55, but I reckon I can't stop it.  I'm going to try and embrace it, as they say, and make it special.  Phyl, Linda, and Rick are taking me out to dinner as is our custom for each other's birthdays.  I should day Phyl and Linda because Rick will not contribute a penny to the cause.  Mountian Jack's is the resturant of choice (I let Phyl make the final decision due to her diabetes) and because I want prime rib.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beef, give me beef!!  Down with chicken.  Up with beef.  Okay, rant on chicken done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to sign up for a couple of week of "Seattle Sutton's Meals."  It's a meal plan with calorie controlled portions either 1200 K or 2000 K per day.  It might have some advantages and it costs about as much as I fork out for food at home and work.  I might even be able to save a coin or two.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I have an appointment with dear Dr. Muir.  He's a good guy and I'm one of his oldest patience.  Not that I'm old, mind you, I just started going to him when he was a first year resident at the Family Practice Clinic at St. Johm's.  We just sort of hit it off and I've been going to him for almost 20 years.  We've gotten gray together.  He's a good guy and I consider myself lucky to have him for my physician.  Gotta find out why my feet get so cold.  I'm sure it's because I have early type 2 diabetes, but I'll have to see what he and the tests say.  I have a feeling that this is going to be a big year for tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I do have T2, I'll live with it and not commit suicide like Phyl has.  She's damaged herself and will have some real problems in the future, I'm sure.  I'll hope that if it is my problem, I'll be able to keep to the routine.&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/8073834-109587088430801790?l=greenkittee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/feeds/109587088430801790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8073834&amp;postID=109587088430801790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109587088430801790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109587088430801790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/2004/09/yahoo-groups-rememberangel-leave-group.html' title='Yahoo! Groups : rememberangel Leave Group'/><author><name>AngelsPixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14880833594233526666</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-8073834.post-109552644372463975</id><published>2004-09-18T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T09:54:03.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>It's a beautiful, sunny day and I'm sitting here in the branch library deleting books.  I haven't even gotten permission to spend the time here.  I'm hoping that Ros will give me the time - in overtime hours, of course.  If not, well I'll have to just be a sport.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too bad this little place never went anywhere, but the city never supported it.  Idiots.  I'll give myself till 3:00 or 3:30 and split.  I've made a bit of a dent in the 900's, but the library looses the computer system in less than three weeks.  Besides, next weekend is my birthday weekend and I won't work on that one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, I have the telly on.  This would be one dull day without it.  The Addams Family is on.  I haven't seen that movie in ages.  Raul Julia was so wonderful as Gomez Addams.  The whole cast was great.  Funny flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go back to deleting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Green Kitty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8073834-109552644372463975?l=greenkittee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/feeds/109552644372463975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8073834&amp;postID=109552644372463975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109552644372463975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109552644372463975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/2004/09/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>AngelsPixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14880833594233526666</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-8073834.post-109520687317202055</id><published>2004-09-14T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T17:07:53.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomie</title><content type='html'>I had the good fortune about 30 years ago to attend a conference on Children's Literature that the Michigan Library Association sponsored.  It happened to be in Kalamazoo where I was living at the time.  The meeting was for three days at Nazareth College which was also the motherhouse for the Sisters of St. Joseph.  The sisters had turned a good part of the school into an adult education/conference center because college enrollment was down, but the sisters had to support themselves.  Anyhow, the rest of the week, following the conference, was the annual state-wide Children's Services Roundtable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first days of the conference were interesting because we got to meet and talk to real authors.  I'd met the occasional author at ALA, but I'd never really gotten the chance to talk to anyone in depth.  It was fun and exciting.  On Wednesday, the final day of the Children's Lit conference, there was to be a reception for the authors that spoke at the conference and the ones that were to participate in the Roundtable meeting.  Tomie dePaola came in for the latter part of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Rife, who was the head of children's services at Kalamazoo Public Library was Tomie's escort.  Mary was older than most of us who were in the beginning stages of our careers.  She was very knowledgeable in the area of children's literature.  She knew many authors including Maurice Sendak and Ed Emberly.  Mary had to do something and deposited Tomie with me after a hasty introduction.  It was the cocktail hour with spiked punch and WCTU punch.  It was the usual - did you have a good trip, is your room nice sort of talk.  Behind us were a number of my friends.  They were talking and someone said something that was totally ridiculous.  I turned around and said, "That's the biggest pile of bullshit I've ever heard."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that broke the ice with Tomie.  He has a laugh that starts around his toes and just sort of wells up out of his body.  We all laughed and just started talking about things in general.  Mary came back to claim Tomie and we were all ushered into dinner.  You can imagine my surprise when Tomie and Mary sat down next to me at my table for dinner.  We just talked all through dinner and afterward.  During the rest of the conference Tomie and I usually ate together and the second night a number of us went to one of the local watering holes to drink and talk.  Tomie told me about Strega Nona - he even drew a picture of her on a napkin that I later had framed.  Tomie signed it at another time, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the stories Tomie always tells people is how I sneaked him back to the convent at 2:30 in the morning.  It wasn't actually covert, but he did have to get into the conference center via the nightwatchman at the convent door.  It makes for a good story to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomie is one of the greatest people I've ever met and I'm proud to be able to call him a friend.  He even put me in one of his books, or so he told me.  Check out "The Knight and the Dragon."  I'm the librarian!  Through him I got to meet a great many people in the publishing game at several different publishing houses.  I also was on his "A" list and received a great number of invites to publisher's parties.  When he found out I was coming to one of the Chicago ALA's after I went into administration, he arranged - I'm sure insisted - that I be invited to one of the dinner's Prentice Hall was giving in his honor.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is September 15th - it's Tomie's 70th birthday.  When we met he had a thick thatch of dark brown hair and mine was golden blonde.  Well, there's silver threads among the gold ones now and Tomie's hair is still thick, but very white.  I was 24 when we met and he was 40.  It seems a long time ago, but is still one of my fondest memories.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Happy Birthday, Tomie!!!!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8073834-109520687317202055?l=greenkittee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/feeds/109520687317202055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8073834&amp;postID=109520687317202055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109520687317202055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109520687317202055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/2004/09/tomie.html' title='Tomie'/><author><name>AngelsPixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14880833594233526666</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-8073834.post-109493457709874201</id><published>2004-09-11T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T13:47:54.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 /11</title><content type='html'>Today is 9/11 - the worst day I can remember for our country.  Seeing the towers of the World Trade Center in flames and then collapsing will be an indellible picture in my mind for the rest of my life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the gym when the first plane hit.  I couldn't figure out why everyone was looking at the televisions.  I finished my weights and went over to find out what happened.  Everyone thought it was a mistake until the second plane crashed into the second tower.  Then the collapse.  It seemed to happen in slow motion first the second tower because it superheated and then the first minutes later.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were gone - the magnificent spears of light that were part of the New York skyline.  Coming into New York once, there were clouds everywhere, but the towers soared above the clouds reaching to the heavens.  But now there's a hole in the sky where they once stood.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my best friend and I went to the memorial service my city had for the victims of such mindless cruelty.  Not many people came.  I was the only city employee besides the cops and firemen.  Nan was there looking so professional in her AA uniform representing the airlines people who died.  She was so proud of the way the AA flight attendent reported everything she could to the tower, knowing that her certian death was only minutes away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people died and so few seem to remember what happened.  Or realize that it WILL happen again.  Only this time it will be worse - like Russia and all the children that were murdered.  I don't know what the religious leaders of Islam are teaching these people, but is it a mockery of religion - Christian, Jew, whatever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that President Bush is re-elected for I think he is a great hope for our nation.  If Kerry is elected - he'll give our country away piece by piece.&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/8073834-109493457709874201?l=greenkittee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/feeds/109493457709874201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8073834&amp;postID=109493457709874201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109493457709874201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109493457709874201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/2004/09/9-11.html' title='9 /11'/><author><name>AngelsPixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14880833594233526666</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-8073834.post-109398409528502729</id><published>2004-08-31T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T13:29:55.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Green Kitty</title><content type='html'>I'm still trying to get this hang of this blogging. Especially when I post. Oh, well, I'm an old person now and there are many holes in the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a wonderfully short week for me. I was supposed to take Linda to the hospital for tests yesterday, but her doctor cancelled, so I took the day off. Isn't that special? I was already scheduled to be off for Friday so I could have a 4 day weekend, so all I have to do is work today and the next two and I'm free for four whole days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weights has always been an issue - with lots of volumes. My first diet clinic was when I was 6 years old. I can remember a very tall nurse looking down at me and telling me I could have one "sweet" a day. She was very tall and I was just six. I was very tall for a six year old. I was very tall until I was 10 - and quit growing. I just can't seem to keep the weight off. I can loose it, but I can't keep it off. It really sucks, too. I do have a sweet tooth and I do over indulge at times. It is terribly frustrating, too. I've even had surgery, but have been steadily gaining since. I'm going to try another approach using this doctor from California's formula. I'll have to give up grains which he says is death. Maybe that's the key. I keep trying. And trying. . . and trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this time, I'll be lucky. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Green Kitty&lt;/span&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/8073834-109398409528502729?l=greenkittee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/feeds/109398409528502729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8073834&amp;postID=109398409528502729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109398409528502729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109398409528502729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/2004/08/green-kitty_31.html' title='The Green Kitty'/><author><name>AngelsPixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14880833594233526666</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-8073834.post-109398329066490804</id><published>2004-08-31T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T13:14:50.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8073834-109398329066490804?l=greenkittee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/feeds/109398329066490804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8073834&amp;postID=109398329066490804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109398329066490804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109398329066490804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/2004/08/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>AngelsPixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14880833594233526666</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-8073834.post-109353976121432909</id><published>2004-08-26T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T10:02:41.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 26, 2004</title><content type='html'>I have "Fear of Dentist."  And I have a dental appointment in a very short while.  At least I can get the nitrous oxide to get me through the appointment.  That plus the tranqs and I'm a happy camper for several hours.  At least it isn't the root canal.  I had one of those in May.  The oral surgeon's office charged extra for the nitrous!!!  Slugs.  I should just bite the doctor and he'd either smack me or give me the nitrous for free instead of charging an extra $75.00 for it.  At least the dentist I'm going to adds the stuff into the overall bill, thank heaven.  Today is just a cleaning to find out what else I have to forward to.  I told Dr. B that everything will have to be within the confines of Delta Dental, so no more root canals this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go.  Gotta get the bucks to pay the dentist.  Tra-La!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Green Kitty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8073834-109353976121432909?l=greenkittee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/feeds/109353976121432909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8073834&amp;postID=109353976121432909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109353976121432909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109353976121432909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/2004/08/august-26-2004.html' title='August 26, 2004'/><author><name>AngelsPixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14880833594233526666</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-8073834.post-109344653639033615</id><published>2004-08-25T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T09:55:05.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Green Kitty</title><content type='html'>Don't ask me why I'm calling it &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Green Kitty. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I guess it's because of the green bear pen I just got from our Children's Librarian and I love cats. What am I going to do with this blog? I haven't the foggiest idea. Have fun I reckon and maybe it will help me to sort out some things I've been thinking about. Who knows. It could be fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8073834-109344653639033615?l=greenkittee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/feeds/109344653639033615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8073834&amp;postID=109344653639033615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109344653639033615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8073834/posts/default/109344653639033615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenkittee.blogspot.com/2004/08/green-kitty.html' title='The Green Kitty'/><author><name>AngelsPixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14880833594233526666</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></feed>
