<?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-3867563114911393928</id><updated>2011-05-23T10:58:58.149-05:00</updated><category term='Trenholm'/><category term='two flatpieces'/><category term='stocknite'/><title type='text'>Trina's KnitaLand</title><subtitle type='html'>May God get the glory in this creativity</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-2974756515597820012</id><published>2009-01-08T00:03:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:43:26.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Completed Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of my finished loomed projects &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SWWYk7v-bmI/AAAAAAAAANc/QnEiZglClUI/s1600-h/01-07-09_1611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288801097698143842" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SWWYk7v-bmI/AAAAAAAAANc/QnEiZglClUI/s320/01-07-09_1611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SWWY86kQriI/AAAAAAAAANk/wZIYtnghHa8/s1600-h/01-07-09_1610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288801509697433122" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SWWY86kQriI/AAAAAAAAANk/wZIYtnghHa8/s320/01-07-09_1610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SWWZR44XjmI/AAAAAAAAANs/WffrD7dheyg/s1600-h/01-07-09_1609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288801870022151778" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SWWZR44XjmI/AAAAAAAAANs/WffrD7dheyg/s320/01-07-09_1609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SWWZsa1yudI/AAAAAAAAAN0/fGyonC5SekA/s1600-h/01-07-09_1608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288802325814753746" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SWWZsa1yudI/AAAAAAAAAN0/fGyonC5SekA/s320/01-07-09_1608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SWWaXivkSSI/AAAAAAAAAN8/207U42kMjdA/s1600-h/01-06-09_2053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288803066670500130" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SWWaXivkSSI/AAAAAAAAAN8/207U42kMjdA/s320/01-06-09_2053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I followed this pattern from rostitchery i'm a knifty knitter BumbleBee hat pattern except I did my hat somewhat differently:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you need:  2 rolls of camoflauge yarn, use two strands of yarn held together for the camoflauge color, green  knifty knitter loom, loom tool, tapestry needle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIM: Crochet chain one row then flat/u stitch three rows and then purl three rows, do not cut yarn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST EAR FLAP:  count 6 pegs to the left of the holding peg, then using the camoflauge  yarn *make a 3-peg I-cord (see below for instructions).  then e-wrap and knit one row (3 stitches).  increase one stitch at the beginning and end of the next 3 rows (see below for instructions), giving you 9 stitches.  e-wrap and knit 5 rows even, then cut yarn leaving a 4" tail.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND EAR FLAP:  count 9 pegs to the right of the holding peg, then repeat above between *'s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BODY OF HAT:  starting back at the beginning peg and using the camoflauge yarn, e-wrap one row, then knit.  when you get to the ear flaps, knit 1 over 2 (one loop over two loops).  e-wrap another row, knit, this time when you get to the ear flaps, knit 2 over 1 (ear flap loops will now be knit into the hat).&lt;br /&gt;e-wrap using the 1 over 2 and 2 over 1 when getting to ear flaps.and knit until hat is desired length.mine was seven inches.just like when loomknitting a regular hat .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 peg I-cord:  wrap three pegs, then take the yarn back to the first peg SKIPPING THE SECOND PEG, rather than knitting back over it to get to the first peg. e-wrap the three pegs again.  knit.  repeat until cord is as long as needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;increasing:  wrap the empty peg next to the beginning or end of the row TWICE, and knit this additional stitch with the rest of the row.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note:I should have knitted the I-cords on the small blue loom then attach to green loom,hat pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-2974756515597820012?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/2974756515597820012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=2974756515597820012&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/2974756515597820012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/2974756515597820012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-completed-project.html' title='New Completed Project'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SWWYk7v-bmI/AAAAAAAAANc/QnEiZglClUI/s72-c/01-07-09_1611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-4825021119584069560</id><published>2008-11-28T19:22:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:22:17.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so busy Thanksgiving break</title><content type='html'>I have been out since Monday for Thanksgiving break. Will go back to classes starting this comming Monday.Trenholm has two weeks left of Fall semester.(December 13).I am not looking forward to Spring semester because I have to take Intro Algebra.I don't want to take Intro Algebra but I have no other choice. Beside school,I finished a loomed project.It is called the &lt;strong&gt;Magic&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Scarf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCbZfBAwyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/GSBhdnfxwvs/s1600-h/fur2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273886025775629090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCbZfBAwyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/GSBhdnfxwvs/s320/fur2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCc5bTlo_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/9BxEM9oFU7M/s1600-h/fur3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273887674047243250" style="WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCc5bTlo_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/9BxEM9oFU7M/s320/fur3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCgb-lcU2I/AAAAAAAAAJM/DbyKCMrjTFk/s1600-h/fur6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273891566167806818" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCgb-lcU2I/AAAAAAAAAJM/DbyKCMrjTFk/s320/fur6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like the scarf because it can be worn several ways besides wearing it as a plain scarf. I worked on the project for three weeks. I have in mind making another one. It feels so good worn around my neck and head.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCf9QtmeMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/JrAFCJlqgBw/s1600-h/fur5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273891038457919682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCf9QtmeMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/JrAFCJlqgBw/s320/fur5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCdvJKcOEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/rkBwGty23l4/s1600-h/fur4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273888596889974850" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCdvJKcOEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/rkBwGty23l4/s320/fur4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCjdAyWh7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/zsZp-_KFMp0/s1600-h/Christian.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273894882473576370" style="WIDTH: 684px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCjdAyWh7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/zsZp-_KFMp0/s320/Christian.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCdvJKcOEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/rkBwGty23l4/s1600-h/fur4.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the loomed scarf, I found an interesting article about an 115 year old woman in Indianna.Unfortunately she passed away.It is amazing somebody can survive that long and have a good mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCkoFXC8lI/AAAAAAAAAJc/HIRnntct2ns/s1600-h/_oldest_person_dies_ny107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273896172191412818" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCkoFXC8lI/AAAAAAAAAJc/HIRnntct2ns/s320/_oldest_person_dies_ny107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Indiana woman dies at 115 as world's oldest person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a class="media media1" href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/_ylt=Akr38Ncl3Tj1YxzbuNuorZjLLJ94/SIG=12frg8o3m/**http%3A//cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/ynews%3Fch=4226713%26cl=10878548%26lang=en"&gt;Play Video &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/_ylt=Aj1JRGGfO3gmmgtgxyZMN4bLLJ94/SIG=12frg8o3m/**http%3A//cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/ynews%3Fch=4226713%26cl=10878548%26lang=en"&gt;Video: World's oldest person dies in Indiana &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/i/2521;_ylt=AlIQ7L4mOr7JpbZIVuf21NPLLJ94"&gt;AP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHELBYVILLE, Ind. – Edna Parker, who became the world's oldest person more than a year ago, has died at age 115. UCLA gerontologist Dr. Stephen Coles said Parker's great-nephew notified him that Parker died Wednesday at a nursing home in Shelbyville. She was 115 years, 220 days old, said Robert Young, a senior consultant for gerontology for Guinness World Records. Parker was born April 20, 1893, in central Indiana's Morgan County and had been recognized by Guinness World Records as the world's oldest person since the 2007 death in Japan of Yone Minagawa, who was four months her senior. Coles maintains a list of the world's oldest people and said Parker was the 14th oldest validated supercentenarian in history. Maria de Jesus of Portugal, who was born Sept. 10, 1893, is now the world's oldest living person, according to the Gerontology Research Group. Parker had been a widow since her husband, Earl Parker, died in 1939 of a heart attack. She lived alone in their farmhouse until age 100, when she moved into a son's home and later to the Shelbyville nursing home. Although she never drank alcohol or tried tobacco and led an active life, Parker didn't offer tips for living a long life. Her only advice to those who gathered to celebrate when she became the oldest person was "more education." Parker outlived her two sons, Clifford and Earl Jr. She also had five grandchildren, 13 great-grandchildren and 13 great-great-grandchildren. Don Parker, 60, said his grandmother had a small frame and a mild temperament. She walked a lot and kept busy even after moving into the nursing home, he said. "She kept active," he said Thursday. "We used to go up there, and she would be pushing other patients in their wheelchairs." Gov. Mitch Daniels celebrated with Parker on her 114th birthday. "It was a delight to know Edna, who must have been a remarkable lady at any age," Daniels said. Parker taught in a two-room school in Shelby County for several years after graduating from Franklin College in 1911. She wed her childhood sweetheart and neighbor in 1913. But as was the tradition of that era, her teaching career ended with her marriage. Parker traded the schoolhouse for life as a farmer's wife, preparing meals for as many as a dozen men who worked on her husband's farm. Parker noted with pride last year that she and her husband were one of the first owners of an automobile in their rural area. 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCf9QtmeMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/JrAFCJlqgBw/s1600-h/fur5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-4825021119584069560?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/4825021119584069560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=4825021119584069560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/4825021119584069560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/4825021119584069560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-so-busy-thanksgiving-break.html' title='Not so busy Thanksgiving break'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/STCbZfBAwyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/GSBhdnfxwvs/s72-c/fur2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-661900638974993780</id><published>2008-09-24T13:32:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:53:46.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two flatpieces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trenholm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stocknite'/><title type='text'>Back to Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am back to my blogging.Can't blog from Trina's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;KnitaLand&lt;/span&gt; at my school anymore because of a filter what the school put in on the computers to keep the porn and viruses out.I can understand a filter to keep the students from looking at the bad stuff,but I can't even check my email unless it's Yahoo.I have three email addresses.one with Yahoo,one with Care2 and the other one with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GMX&lt;/span&gt;.I really have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rely&lt;/span&gt; on checking my email every day because that's where I get my Merchandising assignments.If I can't check my email daily then I can't choose the work I need to do and get PAID!.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Trenholm&lt;/span&gt; needs to get a new filter where it won't be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hindrance&lt;/span&gt; on those students who don't even look at porn.Anyway besides that,I was able to do some loom knitting from the long blue loom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SNqLUwuazHI/AAAAAAAAAH8/da3KL0OSE9Y/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249661504446975090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SNqLUwuazHI/AAAAAAAAAH8/da3KL0OSE9Y/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SNqKq31zNsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/r-Qium3gN2w/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249660784802477762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SNqKq31zNsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/r-Qium3gN2w/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SNqK3rZ1TLI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RSnZT5GH5pI/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249661004802247858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SNqK3rZ1TLI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RSnZT5GH5pI/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SNqLB8KjnkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nFiieI2ZVjY/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249661181100269122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SNqLB8KjnkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nFiieI2ZVjY/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Stocknite&lt;/span&gt; stitching a scarf and a hat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SNqKcdMboRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/o5nAsuXFi9M/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249660537131475218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SNqKcdMboRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/o5nAsuXFi9M/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SNqKF0G43CI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TXEjEoqhgTc/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249660148145249314" style="WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="186" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SNqKF0G43CI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TXEjEoqhgTc/s320/Picture+001.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-661900638974993780?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/661900638974993780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=661900638974993780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/661900638974993780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/661900638974993780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to Blogging'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SNqLUwuazHI/AAAAAAAAAH8/da3KL0OSE9Y/s72-c/Picture+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-6382102639312883008</id><published>2008-06-28T02:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T02:43:31.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Find business with private IP addresses</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am doing my assignment for CISCO Networking class and I am having a very very hard time finding private IP addresses. How can  I find a business listed with a private IP address, that could take a lonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng time because there are milions of businesses listed that have a private IP adress. Jesus please help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-6382102639312883008?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/6382102639312883008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=6382102639312883008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/6382102639312883008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/6382102639312883008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2008/06/cant-find-business-with-private-ip.html' title='Can&apos;t Find business with private IP addresses'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-2836745761586286546</id><published>2008-06-17T12:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T12:22:11.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Microcomputer Class Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right now I am in my Microcomputer Operating Systems . We have to do 3 to 4 pages about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Operation System. He has a very interesting Indian Accent. Can I understand him? Yes I can understand him very clear. I am glad that I got the ch1 and ch2 tests out of the way. I can now rest a little bit. I still have to study hard in Networking , the conversion of bytes and decimals. We have a quiz Monday. I am praying that the Lord will continue to give me understanding in Networking and I won't fail Cisco. I got to go and really listen to Mr. Raza's lecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-2836745761586286546?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/2836745761586286546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=2836745761586286546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/2836745761586286546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/2836745761586286546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-microcomputer-class-session.html' title='Another Microcomputer Class Session'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-5764366647532246661</id><published>2008-06-16T11:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T11:46:56.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Furry Cup Holder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SFaY0TFGyvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/LGRVCT8XLSg/s1600-h/nice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212521642970237682" style="CURSOR: hand" height="204" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SFaY0TFGyvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/LGRVCT8XLSg/s320/nice.jpg" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SFaYie09YYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9WhfZmCyzsA/s1600-h/Picture+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212521336886092162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="140" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SFaYie09YYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9WhfZmCyzsA/s320/Picture+186.jpg" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SFaW3pct9yI/AAAAAAAAAG8/7ThuOiWrDUM/s1600-h/nice.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is the cup holder that I finished last night. I like the fur and the color of the yarn&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/3867563114911393928-5764366647532246661?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/5764366647532246661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=5764366647532246661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/5764366647532246661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/5764366647532246661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2008/06/furry-cup-holder.html' title='Furry Cup Holder'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SFaY0TFGyvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/LGRVCT8XLSg/s72-c/nice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-3540567382995244220</id><published>2008-06-09T11:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T11:56:09.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>112 Year Old man,WOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SE1gHRRx90I/AAAAAAAAAG0/K_UHqksHaZY/s1600-h/Satellite.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209926021950863170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SE1gHRRx90I/AAAAAAAAAG0/K_UHqksHaZY/s320/Satellite.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;RAF fly past for Clapham-born Henry Allingham's 112th birthday Friday, 06 June 2008 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Europe's oldest man, Henry Allingham, has reached another milestone in his remarkable life as he celebrated his 112th birthday on 6th June with an RAF flypast. Mr Allingham witnessed the Battle of Britain Memorial Flight at RAF Cranwell in Lincolnshire before the RAF's parachute display team drops in.Dignitaries at a VIP lunch included Air Vice Marshal Peter Dye and Vice Admiral Sir Adrian Johns (Second Sea Lord and commander-in-chief Naval Home Command). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eight of Mr Allingham's grandchildren and great grandchildren and their partners have flown from their homes in the United States for the occasion.Later, 40 pupils from Cranwell Primary School presented him with a birthday cake on what is the 90th anniversary year of the RAF.His birthday marks another landmark for a man who is the last founder member of the RAF and whose life has spanned three centuries and six monarchs. Before setting off to Lincolnshire from St Dunstan's care home for blind ex-service personnel in Ovingdean, near Brighton, East Sussex, he spoke about reaching such a grand age. Mr Allingham said: "I feel on the crest of a wave. What man wouldn't with all the good souls I have looking after me here. "I'm a lucky guy. I am looking forward to a wonderful day and to seeing the family. I just hope I don't let the side down. People ask me how I've done it, and I just say that I look forward to another tomorrow." His close friend and chaperone Dennis Goodwin, also founder of the First World War Veterans' Association, feted Mr Allingham's strength and character. Mr Goodwin said: "He is simply an incredible man. Each year we think that maybe this will be his last but he just seems to carry on regardless. "He is an example to us all. He keeps up with all the events and functions that he is invited to. "Last year we counted that he had clocked up 47 events which is quite something for a man his age. He knows what's going on around him and enjoys the company of people." Mr Allingham is just one of three known UK survivors from the First World War. The other two are ex-Royal Navy stoker Bill Stone, 107, who was born in Devon but now lives in Oxfordshire, and 109-year-old Harry Patch, who lives in Wells, Somerset, the last surviving Tommy to have served on the Western Front. Before he left St Dunstan's, Mr Allingham posed for pictures holding a collection of birthday cards and stole a number of kisses from staff wishing him a happy birthday. Patrick McBride, senior staff nurse at St Dunstan's, said: "He is amazing. He has got such a lovely personality and was singing away happily. "He loves it here and is so grateful for the care he receives. With his age, he does suffer from pain but he seems to take it all in his stride and gets on with life. "He calls me boy, everyone to Henry is either boy or girl. He is a pleasure to look after. Whereas a lot of people when they get elderly get quite low in mood, Henry is the opposite." The Government announced two years ago that the death of the last known First World War veteran would be marked by a national memorial service at Westminster Abbey. The decision was warmly welcomed by veterans and by MPs who have campaigned for a service to mark the final passing of the generation which fought in the 1914-18 conflict. It was said the service would reflect the events of November 11, 1920, when the unknown warrior was laid to rest and the Cenotaph unveiled in Whitehall. Mr Allingham, who has five grandchildren and 12 great grandchildren, joined the Royal Naval Air Service in September 1915 before transferring to the RAF in April 1918. As well as being the last founder member of the RAF, he is also the sole survivor of the Battle of Jutland. On what lessons he learnt from the First World War, Mr Allingham has said: "Hear all, see all and say nowt." He has been awarded a string of accolades including the British War Medal, Victory Medal and the Legion d'honneur, France's highest military honour. In April 2006 he was given the freedom of Eastbourne, the East Sussex seaside town where he retired in the 60s. He lived a relatively independent life alone in the resort but with his eyesight fast deteriorating, he moved to St Dunstan's where he can receive round-the-clock care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW WHAT A BLESSING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-3540567382995244220?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/3540567382995244220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=3540567382995244220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/3540567382995244220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/3540567382995244220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2008/06/112-year-old-manwow.html' title='112 Year Old man,WOW'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SE1gHRRx90I/AAAAAAAAAG0/K_UHqksHaZY/s72-c/Satellite.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-4007063343747562699</id><published>2008-06-05T08:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:47:53.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Making of my Cup Holder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SEfq3Km4-JI/AAAAAAAAAGk/QVnlr1zCYa8/s1600-h/Picture+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208389727538444434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" height="131" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SEfq3Km4-JI/AAAAAAAAAGk/QVnlr1zCYa8/s320/Picture+182.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on a loomknitted cup holder. Here is the bottom part. These are the instructions that I used for the bottom part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;Bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Start by creating your weaving base. Take one strand of yarn &amp;amp; tie a loose knot at peg&lt;br /&gt;1 then go to the peg straight across, come back to the peg next to your beginning peg&lt;br /&gt;and so on. When you get back to peg 1, untie the knot and tie the yarn together.&lt;br /&gt;This is the base for your weaving. The middle will pinch together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Weaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thread a tapestry needle single or double and start weaving.&lt;br /&gt;You must go under two strands and then over two strands. This  should be done a few times &amp;amp; then&lt;br /&gt;pull everything to the center.&lt;br /&gt;When you get back to the starting peg start doing the opposite of what you did on&lt;br /&gt;your first round.&lt;br /&gt;Continue weaving around until the bottom is all filled in. Weave your ends in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going to use the Half Stitch method when getting ready to knit around the loom.  It should be done by sometime next week. I will see if my studies don't keep me from taking sometime to work on this cup holder&lt;/span&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/3867563114911393928-4007063343747562699?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/4007063343747562699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=4007063343747562699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/4007063343747562699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/4007063343747562699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2008/06/making-of-my-cup-holder.html' title='Making of my Cup Holder'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SEfq3Km4-JI/AAAAAAAAAGk/QVnlr1zCYa8/s72-c/Picture+182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-124353574841198498</id><published>2008-05-29T13:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T13:57:33.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty girls who are not always attractive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SD78ToUX2pI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NAqWuu4oRWU/s1600-h/522008144049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205875633457453714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SD78ToUX2pI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NAqWuu4oRWU/s320/522008144049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PIECES OF YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That crooked nose. That untamed hair. The enormous appetite. The hottest girl in the room isn’t who you think. Why pretty isn’t (always) sexy.&lt;br /&gt;By Walter Kirn&lt;br /&gt;They tend to go out on the town in pairs, I’ve noticed: the conventionally pretty one, all dolled up and shining, and her average-looking friend, who’s barely had time to do her hair. The pretty one, I have a hunch, is generally the instigator. With the plainer one by her side, she thinks she’ll look even more dazzling than usual. And the plainer one goes along with the idea because she wants to bask in her friend’s glow—or maybe because she just doesn’t get out much. I don’t know. I do know, however, that when I spot them and manage to push in beside them at the bar, I often feel sorry for the pretty one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she’s about to learn she’s not the pretty one.“What are you girls drinking?”The pretty one answers for both of them in most cases. Hers is the dominant personality, and her heels are higher, too. The plainer one (the supposedly plainer one) isn’t wearing heels. They hurt her feet, and she’s not afraid to say so because she has no image to preserve. This makes her much easier to talk to. It also makes her more interesting to talk to—and, as the night wears on, to look at. By then, see, the bar is full of pretty women, and pretty women tend to look quite similar. They may not look similar before they dress and put on makeup, but afterward they do.“Where in Ohio?” I ask the plainer one, who doesn’t look half so plain now. I like her nose. I like the fact she has one. The pretty one had a nose at one time, but she hired a surgeon to cut most of it off.“Akron.”“I love that city,” I exaggerate. “It’s so…I don’t know…so…”“Depressing?”“Industrial.”That’s when the pretty one, who’s tired of standing around with nothing to do but check out her look-alikes and estimate her own rank in the evening’s pageant, wanders off to use the bathroom. I don’t really notice; I like her friend. Her friend has hands that are too big for her wrists, and when she gestures with them to make a point, I’m mesmerized by their power, their vitality. I’d like to hold them, to feel them on my back. I bet they’re warm—much warmer than the pretty one’s, which are small and slender but look icy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I have your phone number?” I ask.The woman who’s no longer plain at all says, “Sure.”I nod and hand over a pen. My crush starts writing. Her friend walks up and sees what’s happening. She stiffens. She narrows her eyes.It isn’t pretty.&lt;a href="http://www.elle.com/newsletter"&gt;Stay informed with Elle’s weekly newsletter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fairy tale, Cinderella goes unnoticed until her appearance is magically transformed to match little girls’ ideal of loveliness, which they grow up believing is little boys’ ideal of loveliness. This belief is wrong, though. And I should know, because I’m a grown-up boy who longs for Cinderella’s who’ve never touched a pair of glass slippers—who are plenty alluring barefoot. I prefer them to some princesses I’ve danced with. I prefer them—these unconventional-looking women who too frequently call themselves ugly or imperfect when they ought to call themselves perfecting—because their transformations are still ongoing.Maura, the first barefoot Cinderella I fell for, was not a fussy eater, and it showed. It showed in her substantial hips. It also showed in her contented face.Radiant happiness was Maura’s best feature, the kind that comes from filling up on pasta and not leaping up afterward to go running. This distinguished her from the other girls I’d dated during my first two years at college. They were slimmer than Maura, their features more symmetrical, but their facial expressions were harder and more anxious, particularly at mealtimes. Salad without dressing will do that to you.“Can I scrunch in here with my tray?” I asked her in the dining hall one evening. She smiled and scooted over to make room. I’d been watching her. Her skin had the glossiness of a caramel apple. Her figure reminded me of an apple, too, but this was not a flaw because apples reminded me of pie, pie reminded me of ice cream, and pie and ice cream made me hungry for…Maura.I didn’t go hungry that fall semester, fortunately, but my appetite for Maura confused those who thought she wasn’t worth pursuing. A girl I’d once dated, the type who counted her croutons, asked me one day if I had “a thing for heavy women.” I told her no, I had a thing for women who enjoyed life. My old girlfriend seemed to find this threatening. She realized, I think, that it’s easier to keep off the weight than to keep on the happiness.The charm of a barefoot Cinderella is that her beauty obeys no formula and therefore can sneak up on a man. When he becomes aware of it, he feels like he’s discovered a secret. And secrets are always exciting.&lt;br /&gt;Once worked in an office with a woman whom none of my colleagues seemed to know was there. Nor did I, at first. Her job was distributing memos and other documents, and she drew no attention to herself as she passed silently among the cubicles. A bulletin about changes in the health plan would suddenly show up on my desk, and I’d have no idea who’d brought it. The tooth fairy? The memo elf?Then one day, when the office was half-deserted due to an outbreak of the stomach flu, she caught my eye while walking toward me down an empty hallway. Straight hair, straight posture, straight in every way. Flat, too. And wearing glasses. Yet she was provocative as hell, like a stripper who was working under deep cover. She had a disciplined, stealthy sensuality that seemed to whisper to me as she slipped by: “What you see isn’t half of what you’ll get.”I set out to get it, whatever it was, confident I would face little competition. While hanging around the woman’s desk one morning, waiting for her to get back from her rounds, I spied another guy my age peeking at me over his computer. I detected jealousy. When the woman returned, I kept an eye on him as I asked her a stupid question about a memo concerning the corporate softball league or something. Then another guy showed up with a story about a malfunctioning copier. The woman excused herself and went off to help him.&lt;a href="http://www.womansday.com/home/13142/celebrate-fathers-day.html"&gt;Click here to see Father’s Day ideas.&lt;/a&gt;“Get in line,” said the guy at the computer.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was based on a novel I’d written, Thumbsucker, about my agonizing adolescence. The director invited me to suburban Oregon to spend a few days on the set. There, I met the woman playing my mother: the Oscar-winning British actress Tilda Swinton. She instructed me to call her Tilda and invited me to her trailer for a chat.She struck me at first as less than stunning. Her skin was pale, as though sun had never touched it; she was wearing a costume of homely nurse’s scrubs; and her short red hair was dyed a mousey brown. We sat across a small table drinking coffee and talking about our love lives (I was going through a divorce), and I couldn’t believe how comfortable I was. Tilda was a Hollywood leading lady—the first one I’d ever been alone with. I should have been too awestruck to lift my cup.But the awe didn’t take long to set in. Fifteen minutes into the conversation, Tilda’s unorthodox glamour overwhelmed me. Her pallor turned luminous. And because she lacked the curves and cleavage of the stereotypical female star, there was nothing to distract me from her assured, refined intelligence, which was the sexiest thing about her. In even her most ordinary gestures—raising her coffee cup, patting her pockets to find a ringing cell phone—there was a magnetic elegance. She moved the way thought moves, with a quiet fluidity. Her beauty was pure, unobstructed, metaphysical. But it had a physical effect. By the time the director called Tilda onto the set, my head was swarming with inappropriate fantasies whose moral saving grace was that they featured my movie mother, not the woman who’d given birth to me&lt;br /&gt;She—my actual mother—wouldn’t have been surprised by this encounter. She told me back in high school that there was often an inverse relationship between a woman’s superficial luster and her power to entrance the deeper self. But I was a teenager, stuck on cheerleaders, so I didn’t believe her right away. Then I went out with a few cheerleaders. And then, later on, I went out with a model. She wasn’t shallow or ignorant, this model, but she wasn’t stimulating, either. So smooth and uniform was her exterior that she seemed to be encased in glass. The first time I saw her naked, I was flummoxed. Where to focus? Where to start? I gazed at her on the hotel mattress and searched for a scar—or a flaw of any sort that might afford my lust a toehold. My attention kept losing its grip and sliding away, though, so I ended up ordering chocolate mousse from room service as a stalling tactic.&lt;a href="http://www.pointclickhome.com/decorating_design/articles/design_solutions_studio_apartments"&gt;Need decorating ideas for a small space?&lt;/a&gt;When the confection finally arrived, Cinderella was fast asleep, of course. And I’d changed from a prince into a pumpkin.To me, it comes down to Los Angeles versus Paris. In L.A., where I’ve spent some time in recent years, a lot of the women have nothing wrong with them—and nothing particularly right about them either. The outer layers of skin they’re constantly peeling and dermabrading must strip away some of their inner selves as well. And who cares about eyelids so tight and firm that they make the eyes beneath them look cyclops-wide and triple-espresso awake? Whatever happened to sultry, sleepy sensuality? As for implants, no matter where in the body they’re inserted, they lend a woman a faint cyborg aura. The polymers in them must send out vibrations.In Paris, which I first visited in my twenties, the situation is the opposite.I sat there dumbfounded at the small café, watching the street and pretending to read Ulysses as the waiter delivered my third croissant. The passing women weren’t what I’d expected. An American pal at my grad school back in England had warned me that Parisian femininity would tempt me to relinquish my U.S. citizenship, and I’d assumed that what he’d meant was that I’d find myself surrounded by beauty queens with magazine-cover faces and centerfold figures. The reality was quite different, though. As the strolling women neared my table, what loomed were their protruding noses, their conspicuous ears, and their overly broad shoulders. As they passed, I took note of their formidable posteriors, their lack of any posteriors whatsoever, and their oddly squat or boyish physiques. What lingered when they vanished, however, was their heartbreaking seductiveness.They came in all shapes and sizes, these French ticklers, but rarely in the standard ones. The cut and drape of their appearances was haute couture, not off-the-rack. Until I saw them, I hadn’t realized how many ways there are for women to be themselves—their best and most enchanting selves. Nor had I known how many parts of me could be aroused by such shows of self-acceptance. I’d been living in one dimension—on the surface of the TV screen, the catalog page—but I’d awakened deep inside the Louvre, with galleries stretching away in every direction (including the one that houses the Mona Lisa, who’s no knockout herself but always draws a crowd).Thank you, Paris. Thank you, Tilda Swinton (humbly disguised as a Midwestern nurse). Thank you, sleeping model. Thank you, Maura. Together, you and your ilk have granted men a power we’ve longed for since we were teenagers: the ability to see through clothes, not to mention layers of foundation and coquettish posing, to the sexy center of a woman. You taught us to walk into parties, bars, and offices and look around not for pageant-winning figures, blown-glass complexions, and foreshortened noses, but direct our gaze downward, at women’s feet. Crooked toes? No glass slippers? Promising&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-124353574841198498?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/124353574841198498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=124353574841198498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/124353574841198498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/124353574841198498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2008/05/pretty-girls-who-are-not-always.html' title='Pretty girls who are not always attractive'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SD78ToUX2pI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NAqWuu4oRWU/s72-c/522008144049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-3242589973908908949</id><published>2008-05-21T19:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:13:23.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily and the flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SDTA6k1bqQI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MYIdsf5FsgY/s1600-h/Picture+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202995582072498434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="140" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SDTA6k1bqQI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MYIdsf5FsgY/s320/Picture+175.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a picture of the flowers that I got from Emliy's furneral. That is the second cousin who died on mothers day.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SDTHQE1bqRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/mIAOlbykZpg/s1600-h/23637730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203002548509452562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="126" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SDTHQE1bqRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/mIAOlbykZpg/s320/23637730.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is that a nice looking picture or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-3242589973908908949?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/3242589973908908949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=3242589973908908949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/3242589973908908949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/3242589973908908949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2008/05/emilys-and-flowers.html' title='Emily and the flowers'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SDTA6k1bqQI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MYIdsf5FsgY/s72-c/Picture+175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-6361738355834166237</id><published>2008-05-16T19:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T19:36:39.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Poncho turned out bad</title><content type='html'>I finished the pink poncho.It turned out very very bad looking.I am not sure what went wrong.I'ts big enough for a 300 pound woman. I think I will use that yarn in the bad looking poncho for leftover yarn. Every time I make a poncho it either turns out small or too big or not folded right.I think I will give up trying to loom ponchos. It's takes too long anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-6361738355834166237?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/6361738355834166237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=6361738355834166237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/6361738355834166237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/6361738355834166237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2008/05/pink-poncho-turned-out-bad.html' title='Pink Poncho turned out bad'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-5582654800836732258</id><published>2008-05-12T04:48:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T06:20:22.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am updating this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blog site&lt;/span&gt;.Made a few changes and I am thinking about changing the template,I don't know. I have not blogged in a while because of school. Classes ended on May 2,2008 and my grades are all A's and B's.Yes! &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;Thank you Lord&lt;/span&gt; I don't have to deal with the basic math again.Time is going by so fast because of summer semester quarter starting next week. I am kind of not ready in going back to school.I wish we had two more weeks left to enjoy the break. Yesterday, my 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; cousin Emily from Gadsden,AL passed away from dealing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Altimzers&lt;/span&gt;. She died at her sisters house. How creepy is that to watch somebody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;slip away&lt;/span&gt; right in front of your eyes.How do I feel about it? It's sad but she lived her life,she did everything what she wanted to do like go to college,accomplished job desire(she was a elementary school teacher)got married and had a family and made it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;retirement&lt;/span&gt; . She is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;resting&lt;/span&gt; in peace,hopefully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not forgotten about my knitting.I finally finished my scarf with hat attached&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SCgbbk1bqJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/PLRwYA_rZnw/s1600-h/Picture+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199435930357442706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" height="204" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SCgbbk1bqJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/PLRwYA_rZnw/s320/Picture+171.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SCgc7k1bqKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/SmWW6tJ32W8/s1600-h/Picture+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199437579624884386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="172" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SCgc7k1bqKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/SmWW6tJ32W8/s320/Picture+170.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SCgeu01bqLI/AAAAAAAAAFk/rKSyvFB-Tpc/s1600-h/Picture+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199439559604807858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" height="209" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SCgeu01bqLI/AAAAAAAAAFk/rKSyvFB-Tpc/s320/Picture+169.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SCglZU1bqPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zvclC1H_Qy0/s1600-h/Picture+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199446886819014898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" height="144" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SCglZU1bqPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zvclC1H_Qy0/s320/Picture+164.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199441363491072194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="216" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SCggX01bqMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/TsqRnm2HLBE/s320/Picture+166.jpg" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's only one with different poses. I don't think I'll have to wear it right now because of the hot weather Montgomery is having plus summer is coming up in four weeks.  I started on another project in making a adult pink poncho from flat knitting two pieces from the yellow round loom.Stay tuned and see the final results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-5582654800836732258?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/5582654800836732258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=5582654800836732258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/5582654800836732258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/5582654800836732258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2008/05/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SCgbbk1bqJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/PLRwYA_rZnw/s72-c/Picture+171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-414033976011605806</id><published>2008-02-10T18:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T19:36:50.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Blog Board</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R6-fdJJneHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3thCAkU2OPs/s1600-h/Picture+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165522620638525554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R6-fdJJneHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3thCAkU2OPs/s320/Picture+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R6-eSZJneGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YZPDqoEYYf4/s1600-h/Picture+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me at church last Sunday. I just got my hair fixed two days before. I have not blogged in a while because I have been busy I mean really busy with studying, especially Computer Logic that's drawing flowcharts. People ask me is it hard and I say not too much, I understand it a little bit,enough to be able to do the work somewhat. What is my social life is like since I have started school, not too very interesting. I have not seen Ray in two weeks, I guess he is in Texas which is what Lorenzo told me.Oh well I hope he do better up there than when he was here in Montgomery.To be honest truthfully,I sort of miss him.Why do I say that,not sure.hmm. Valentines Day is comming up and it's gonna be like it always has been. Me and Valentines Day don't get along with one another because I have never gotten a Valentine that I did not force myself into getting. I have never gotten a Valentine that was good and perfect,that was special and spontaneous and very creative. I like creativity when it comes to that special someone giving me a Valentine . I don't like the same Valentines over and over like baloons,flowers that die,going to the same place in dating. When ever the Lord sends me that right person,I want to have that Valentine's day that is more than dying flowers,balloons and anything materialistic.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165529539830839426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R6-lv5JneII/AAAAAAAAAFM/V73-jsCqpQM/s320/Picture+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-414033976011605806?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/414033976011605806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=414033976011605806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/414033976011605806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/414033976011605806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-to-blog-board.html' title='Back to the Blog Board'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R6-fdJJneHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3thCAkU2OPs/s72-c/Picture+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-8532630459634127310</id><published>2008-01-19T22:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:26:50.027-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy in School</title><content type='html'>Hello, I have not blogged in a while because I've been busy with school. I just started back to college two weeks ago. My major is Computer Information Systems. There is a whole lot of studying in trying to get that degree. I have Technical Writing, which is an online class,Microcomputer Applications,Basic Math and Computer Programming and Logic.If anybody who reads my blogs and are really good in writing computer programs, please let me know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; my blog. I've been studying and studying and studying for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;quizzes&lt;/span&gt; in Technical Writing and Computer Programming and to be honest my head is tired. What is going on in my social life well I found out that Ray broke up with Darlene. Do I think they will get back together,maybe maybe not. This morning in Montgomery it snowed oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;goodie&lt;/span&gt; it looked so pretty&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157424006339882962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="249" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R5LZzv3179I/AAAAAAAAAE0/dLW08S_NsbE/s400/Picture+119.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157422391432179650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="298" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R5LYVv3178I/AAAAAAAAAEs/Pk_yhWlOCAA/s400/Picture+118.jpg" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sleepy. I am still knitting on my projects. Have not knitted in a while because of studies. I am getting back into knitting my projects little by little&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-8532630459634127310?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/8532630459634127310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=8532630459634127310&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/8532630459634127310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/8532630459634127310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2008/01/busy-in-school.html' title='Busy in School'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R5LZzv3179I/AAAAAAAAAE0/dLW08S_NsbE/s72-c/Picture+119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-607959840298549745</id><published>2008-01-06T22:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T23:03:48.139-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still knitting on my projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have not had a chance to blog these past few days because well not that much has happened interesting except my mom meeting men and getting calls from them. There is this one guy that calls her sometimes, he used to ride the bus. I've never met the guy. She said that he preaches in a church somewhere in Montgomery. What do I think about this well to be honest it's a little bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; having men somewhat wanting to talk to her whenever she is out. To see her in person, you would see a beautiful black woman with a red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;complexion&lt;/span&gt;. I think most black men have a fascination with red skinned black women for some weird reason. I am kind of glad that she is getting her personal life back on track, hopefully she will meet that right guy and get married for to be in her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fifties&lt;/span&gt;. I don't think it would be too late for her if that happened. Anyway enough about her personal life. I've come to conclusion since I can't get back into school right now because of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pell&lt;/span&gt; Grant won't pay for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tuition&lt;/span&gt; because of low G.P.A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt; , I decided to learn how to do Web design from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;KarbousGuide&lt;/span&gt;.com and Free-Ed.net from my home. I started it last year but did not go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; with it because one of the projects to download to help in learning how to create a website, I could not download it on my computer. Now am I  able to download it so I can really learn and finish the web design courses. I have not gave up my desire of wanting to become certified in Information Technology and I have not gave up in waiting on the decision about my Financial Aid. I can learn something else some other way while later on I can go back to school maybe during the summer or during the Fall who knows,if it be the Lords Will. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-607959840298549745?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/607959840298549745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=607959840298549745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/607959840298549745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/607959840298549745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2008/01/still-knitting-on-my-projects.html' title='Still knitting on my projects'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-6956221525860110046</id><published>2008-01-02T23:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T23:55:27.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R3xypP3177I/AAAAAAAAAEk/tTnD3GKNsy0/s1600-h/graphic03.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151118126765961138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R3xypP3177I/AAAAAAAAAEk/tTnD3GKNsy0/s400/graphic03.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R3xyTP3176I/AAAAAAAAAEc/tL1Cij37gKo/s1600-h/graphic03.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am kind of late in this putting up the Happy New Year on this blog. I meant to do it once Jan 1,2008 came . I came back from church at 12:30, spent time eating and then went to bed at 2:30am, I was tired. I have New Years resolutions that I am interested in  sticking to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go back to college&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet that special guy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get married,maybe maybe not&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have a baby, I 'm just kidding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a boyfriend,I wish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work on my spiritual life &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be able to not spend my money so fast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stay away from negative family members especially stuck up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;witchful&lt;/span&gt; cousins and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;criticizing&lt;/span&gt; aunts. I decided to use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;witchful&lt;/span&gt; instead of the other word in order to keep this blog cuss free. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Notice there is not a I want to lose weight listed. I really don't make a big deal of going on a diet every start of the New Year but I am trying to eat more fruits and vegetables.  I need to go and eat something or watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-6956221525860110046?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/6956221525860110046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=6956221525860110046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/6956221525860110046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/6956221525860110046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2008/01/belated-happy-new-year.html' title='Belated Happy New Year'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R3xypP3177I/AAAAAAAAAEk/tTnD3GKNsy0/s72-c/graphic03.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-2283002029154635720</id><published>2007-12-29T19:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T20:26:55.855-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Demo Wrok Today and Sams Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I worked at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Winn Dixie&lt;/span&gt; in which I did a demo, that is a person who gives out those delicious samples. I gave out samples in cups of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sobe&lt;/span&gt; Life Water. It was a very good demo and I liked the manager in being very helpful in getting my demo table set up and looking for the demo kit, which was not there but by the blessing of the Lord, I was able to pay for the water and cups and napkins.Some people liked the water and some people said that it did not have that much of a taste. I am okay with negative comments because that is the person and his or her choice of what he or she likes.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R3b9Lf3173I/AAAAAAAAAEE/jfOMSGafHVU/s1600-h/Picture+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149581597920849778" style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R3b9Lf3173I/AAAAAAAAAEE/jfOMSGafHVU/s200/Picture+070.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R3b-0_3174I/AAAAAAAAAEM/SN1zkj_f8Q4/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149583410397048706" style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R3b-0_3174I/AAAAAAAAAEM/SN1zkj_f8Q4/s200/Picture+071.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R3cAEP3175I/AAAAAAAAAEU/09OOLYKY-aI/s1600-h/Picture+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149584771901681554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R3cAEP3175I/AAAAAAAAAEU/09OOLYKY-aI/s200/Picture+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after work I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sam's&lt;/span&gt; Club. They have a whole lot of stuff that you want to buy but it is just impossible because there is so much good food that a person wants to see and try.  I I did buy a few interesting things though.  I am really hungry I want to to watch this interesting movie on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lifetime&lt;/span&gt; cable channel about this lady who was her baby stolen by one of the home nurses.  That home nurse looked kind of strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-2283002029154635720?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/2283002029154635720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=2283002029154635720&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/2283002029154635720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/2283002029154635720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2007/12/demo-wrok-today-and-sams-club.html' title='Demo Wrok Today and Sams Club'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R3b9Lf3173I/AAAAAAAAAEE/jfOMSGafHVU/s72-c/Picture+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-8928273306787447481</id><published>2007-12-26T23:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T23:47:54.821-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting a day after Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I am posting on Wednesday, December 26, at 11:30 pm. Today I went to the clinic for an appointment with the dentist. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go to one of the fancy dentist offices with the nice waiting room. Just an dental clinic for poor people. Just like J.J and his family went to on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Good Times&lt;/span&gt; ha ha, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; this clinic that I went to was not free but it was cheap. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;arrived&lt;/span&gt; there at 12:00pm waited until my appointment time at 12:30,.Then filled out paperwork because I have not been there since 2004. Once I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;filled&lt;/span&gt; out the paper work and waited and then had my teeth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ex-rayed&lt;/span&gt; then waited some more for 20 to 30 more minutes until the dental assistant called me. The dentist put a filling in my top tooth and he put medicine in the bottom. Why he couldn't put the filling int he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bottom&lt;/span&gt; one, I guess if he had done that, I would had to pay extra about $69 to $70 . I only paid $35 for my visit but it turned out my dental fee was $26. Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;goodie&lt;/span&gt; I am looking forward to Monday for the other dental visit to put the filling in at the bottom. My fee for Monday is $39 dollars.  My tooth feels kind of better since he put that filling in at the top. I have no pictures to post of my knitting, I am still working on it. I've got to go and work on my webpage for another website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-8928273306787447481?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/8928273306787447481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=8928273306787447481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/8928273306787447481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/8928273306787447481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2007/12/posting-day-after-christmas.html' title='Posting a day after Christmas'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-1978009634357510105</id><published>2007-12-23T22:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T23:19:31.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Hours Before Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am typing in my blog on December 23,2007 at 10:18pm central time. What is on my mind right now, not that much of what I can think about to type in this blog at this moment. Oh yeah I've been for some strange reason having dreams about this guy at my church over and over this guy is Brandon my buddy.  I pray to the Lord what these dreams mean and I don't get an answer. Lord what are you trying to tell me? The first time I started having dreams about Brandon was when he went into Coast Guard Basic Training two years ago.  Maybe I need to pray a little bit more harder on what these dreams mean, the thing is I am afraid a little bit that the Lord will reveal to me what I might not like or might not like to hear then again I should not have fear but to pray with boldness. He is always staring at me for some strange reason. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R287bv3170I/AAAAAAAAADs/NFxMjTnRYfM/s1600-h/FAC64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147398247000960834" style="CURSOR: hand" height="88" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R287bv3170I/AAAAAAAAADs/NFxMjTnRYfM/s200/FAC64.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am not sure about his father because he is sick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; but I like his momma. she is pretty cool. Well enough about that, I finished the first fur scarf that goes to fur scarf attached to a fur hat&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R289lP3171I/AAAAAAAAAD0/f0Ejuj55Iiw/s1600-h/Picture+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147400609232973650" style="CURSOR: hand" height="119" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R289lP3171I/AAAAAAAAAD0/f0Ejuj55Iiw/s200/Picture+066.jpg" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R28_AP3172I/AAAAAAAAAD8/tIgf552cAL0/s1600-h/Picture+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147402172601069410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R28_AP3172I/AAAAAAAAAD8/tIgf552cAL0/s200/Picture+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  It's about 29 inches. I am planning on going to AC and Moore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;, Lord willing to buy 2 balls of this colored fur, so I can knit the other scarf. It may take me another week or two to finish the other scarf. I think I will look for me something to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-1978009634357510105?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/1978009634357510105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=1978009634357510105&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/1978009634357510105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/1978009634357510105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2007/12/2-hours-before-christmas-eve.html' title='2 Hours Before Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R287bv3170I/AAAAAAAAADs/NFxMjTnRYfM/s72-c/FAC64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-2196723223892662504</id><published>2007-12-22T00:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T00:49:25.312-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Dec 12,2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I did not go that many places except for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DollarTree&lt;/span&gt; that is right around the corner from where I live. I bought spray cleaner to help clean up. After I cleaned up and eat some shrimp,toast and soup a few hours later, I then worked on my fur scarf that will be attached to a fur hat. I believe it will be longer than 25 inches maybe 35 to 40 oh my goodness this project is going to take a while I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; need patience. I made a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;similar&lt;/span&gt; scarf attached to a hat before&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2yvQv317yI/AAAAAAAAADc/G0FXgy7Kbx0/s1600-h/Picture+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146681176441089826" style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2yvQv317yI/AAAAAAAAADc/G0FXgy7Kbx0/s200/Picture+062.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was done last year, I still was kind of new to loom knitting.  Anyway I watched something on 2020 that seemed very interesting. It was about a woman who was run over by a car by accident. Her mother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; bagged into her from behind the car.  When I heard about all that she is going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt;, she has to take a lot of medications to this day, I think about my accident from 2004. The guy hit me with his car and left the scene of the accident.  As a result of the hit and run accident, I have a rod in my lower left leg. I thank God that it was not worse that I am not dealing with pain nor have to be on a lot of medicine nor paralyzed. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;realized&lt;/span&gt; that I am blessed ,I know that I am blessed. I guess that's my testimony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-2196723223892662504?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/2196723223892662504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=2196723223892662504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/2196723223892662504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/2196723223892662504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2007/12/friday-dec-122007.html' title='Friday Dec 12,2007'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2yvQv317yI/AAAAAAAAADc/G0FXgy7Kbx0/s72-c/Picture+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-1358920691860973053</id><published>2007-12-19T23:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:34:13.551-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Partly Cloudy Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not go that many places today except downtown and Wednesday night bible study. When I left home at 3:00 to catch the city bus, I bought a grape &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;slushy&lt;/span&gt; from Sonic Drive Inn. I bought it during their Happy Hour which is from 2 to 4pm every day. I think I like the Lemon Berry better. The Lemon Berry has lots of cut up strawberries in it. Anyway once the bus arrived at the transfer center and I had 20 to 30 minutes to kill time until my next bus arrived, I decided to take some pictures of Montgomery, not that much except the Alabama River and the Union Station&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2oEXf317tI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gM-JK58SPUw/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145930325963435730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2oEXf317tI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gM-JK58SPUw/s200/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the Alabama River and this is where the train runs on this track. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2n_If317sI/AAAAAAAAACs/JZdjcgMQq90/s1600-h/Picture+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145924570707259074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2n_If317sI/AAAAAAAAACs/JZdjcgMQq90/s200/Picture+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2oFpv317uI/AAAAAAAAAC8/h3OUgKoGzTs/s1600-h/Picture+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145931739007676130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2oFpv317uI/AAAAAAAAAC8/h3OUgKoGzTs/s200/Picture+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Union&lt;/span&gt; Station right across from the Montgomery Area Transfer Center. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2oHn_317vI/AAAAAAAAADE/RVztIbDHPXA/s1600-h/IMG008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145933907966160626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2oHn_317vI/AAAAAAAAADE/RVztIbDHPXA/s200/IMG008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And these are the buses that I ride every week.  I am still working on my Opera Wrap and my fur scarf attached to my fur hat. One of the scarves are just long enough to use as a scarf. I think it will get to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;height&lt;/span&gt; I want it by the end of this week .It's about 19 inches, I want it to at least 25 inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2oJhf317wI/AAAAAAAAADM/sA9NLfrNSM8/s1600-h/Picture+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145935995320266498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2oJhf317wI/AAAAAAAAADM/sA9NLfrNSM8/s200/Picture+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2oKzf317xI/AAAAAAAAADU/hRD7Hh7HeSI/s1600-h/Picture+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145937404069539602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2oKzf317xI/AAAAAAAAADU/hRD7Hh7HeSI/s200/Picture+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-1358920691860973053?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/1358920691860973053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=1358920691860973053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/1358920691860973053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/1358920691860973053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2007/12/nice-partly-cloudy-wednesday.html' title='Nice Partly Cloudy Wednesday'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2oEXf317tI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gM-JK58SPUw/s72-c/Picture+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-4514910294199130019</id><published>2007-12-16T22:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:46:41.487-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Blessed Sunday</title><content type='html'>Scripture for meditation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2Corinthians 9 verse8:8  And God is able to make all grace abound toward you; that ye, always abound toward you; that ye, always having all sufficiency in all things, may abound to every good work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This have been a very good Lord's Sunday. I really don't have anything planned for next week except to attend a Christmas Party Wednesday. Am  I ready for Christmas ,I guess so,  it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; matter to me, I have gotten what I wanted already. I would like to get my Mom something.she likes clothes. I am kind of sleepy from the Eggnog that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;drunk&lt;/span&gt; earlier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-4514910294199130019?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/4514910294199130019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=4514910294199130019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/4514910294199130019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/4514910294199130019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2007/12/very-blessed-sunday.html' title='A Very Blessed Sunday'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-8321968452572250966</id><published>2007-12-13T17:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T18:16:11.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My new Serenity Loom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I bought a Serenity Loom from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HobbyLobby&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2HIqv317qI/AAAAAAAAACc/r4zSBo3ffNs/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143612886164565666" style="WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="99" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2HIqv317qI/AAAAAAAAACc/r4zSBo3ffNs/s200/Picture+051.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2HJ5f317rI/AAAAAAAAACk/myNqiFzi_5c/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143614239079263922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2HJ5f317rI/AAAAAAAAACk/myNqiFzi_5c/s200/Picture+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Doesn't&lt;/span&gt; it look pretty. I got it for a good deal for $29.99 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just started looming on it a Opera Wrap.  The the one thing that I have to get used to is it takes a good while before finishing something because the loom is so BIG.  Lord please give me patience using this loom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-8321968452572250966?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/8321968452572250966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=8321968452572250966&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/8321968452572250966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/8321968452572250966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-new-serenity-loom.html' title='My new Serenity Loom'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R2HIqv317qI/AAAAAAAAACc/r4zSBo3ffNs/s72-c/Picture+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-8466084693212963961</id><published>2007-12-11T20:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:16:22.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday December 11,2007</title><content type='html'>I started the fur scarf attached to a fur hat Sunday.  I have gotten to the first scarf. Not long enough because I just started on it.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R19DMo68PxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7khpL81_coc/s1600-h/Picture+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142903183902523154" style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R19DMo68PxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7khpL81_coc/s200/Picture+044.jpg" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is going to take a while in finishing the whole project plus buying a lot of black and white fun fur yarn about 7 to 8 balls. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw Ray on the public transit bus yesterday while on my way to the unemployment office. Darlene was not with him.  It is the funniest thing we both had on the same kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;camouflage&lt;/span&gt; pants but his is red and mine is green . Ha Ha. I talked to him for a bit before I got off the bus at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unemployment&lt;/span&gt; office.  I have not seen Lorenzo, my other male friend in a while.  I,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; known Lorenzo since high school. He went to high school with my cousin.  One of his cousins used to be married to Ray's sister.,whoever his cousin is. Anyway besides seeing Ray, my Monday night at home was boring. nothing was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TVLand&lt;/span&gt; except Designing Women. I am not too crazy about that show. Monday is usually my night to help out with the Inner City Children of the Inner City Church of Christ.  I did not go because it was too cold. I said to my Mom I think I will wait till it warms up before going out and helping with the kids in the housing projects. I think I have a few pictures of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;InnerCityKids&lt;/span&gt; including Rachel that helps out with the kids on Monday and Tuesday nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R19Jno68PyI/AAAAAAAAACE/hXCnRuBHbfk/s1600-h/IMG011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142910244828757794" style="WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="133" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R19Jno68PyI/AAAAAAAAACE/hXCnRuBHbfk/s200/IMG011.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R19reY68PzI/AAAAAAAAACM/irWD-V_7XWI/s1600-h/IMG012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142947469310312242" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="133" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R19reY68PzI/AAAAAAAAACM/irWD-V_7XWI/s200/IMG012.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R19sYI68P0I/AAAAAAAAACU/_rTXEAGmGVA/s1600-h/IMG013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142948461447757634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R19sYI68P0I/AAAAAAAAACU/_rTXEAGmGVA/s200/IMG013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R19reY68PzI/AAAAAAAAACM/irWD-V_7XWI/s1600-h/IMG012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R19Jno68PyI/AAAAAAAAACE/hXCnRuBHbfk/s1600-h/IMG011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-8466084693212963961?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/8466084693212963961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=8466084693212963961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/8466084693212963961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/8466084693212963961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2007/12/tuesday-december-112007.html' title='Tuesday December 11,2007'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R19DMo68PxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7khpL81_coc/s72-c/Picture+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-4795700404484892477</id><published>2007-12-09T23:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T00:04:20.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Blog Board</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; blogged for a few days because I was sick with a stuffy nose and coughing,mostly stuffy nose. I am getting better. I still take my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ZiaCam&lt;/span&gt; for stuffiness once in while.  I started using &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mucinex&lt;/span&gt;, you know the commercial with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;congestant&lt;/span&gt; booger looking dude. Ha Ha! . That worked somewhat but I was still getting a runny nose, so I decided to buy a box of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ZiaCam&lt;/span&gt; and that worked better. I have a doctor's appointment &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe I will go ,maybe I will not go that all depends on if this cold will be totally over with by 2:30 PM tomorrow Monday afternoon . Anyway besides dealing with the cold, I finally finished other slipper sock and  now I have a pair. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1zR5Y68PvI/AAAAAAAAABs/QuMbZ-2UzKQ/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142215658422681330" style="WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1zR5Y68PvI/AAAAAAAAABs/QuMbZ-2UzKQ/s200/Picture+039.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1zTYo68PwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/z9Baom3rnAM/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142217294805221122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1zTYo68PwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/z9Baom3rnAM/s200/Picture+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is my next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;knitter&lt;/span&gt;, a fur scarf attached to a fur hat.Ooh. Stay tuned for the end results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-4795700404484892477?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/4795700404484892477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=4795700404484892477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/4795700404484892477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/4795700404484892477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-to-blog-board.html' title='Back to the Blog Board'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1zR5Y68PvI/AAAAAAAAABs/QuMbZ-2UzKQ/s72-c/Picture+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-6479103072430208677</id><published>2007-12-04T17:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T18:21:17.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I don't have any pictures to post of my knitting, I am still working on the other slipper sock. I have gotten to the brim part. Hopefully I will be finished with it my the end of this week. I saw Ray and Darlene, the interracial couple I know quite well that lives in Montgomery. I have a picture of him &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1Xs3yoT19I/AAAAAAAAABk/zF7S5dv84e4/s1600-h/IMG014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140274992941094866" style="WIDTH: 83px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px" height="103" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1Xs3yoT19I/AAAAAAAAABk/zF7S5dv84e4/s200/IMG014.jpg" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but not her,why did I take a picture of him, I don't know. One day I am going to take a picture of both of them together. It's kind of funny when I see the two of them together. Am I jealous,no way what do I have to jealous about. They were at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Intermodial&lt;/span&gt; bus transfer center &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;transferring&lt;/span&gt; to another bus. When I saw them I figured out that is the couple whom the Lord put together because they are alike in certain ways.. I am praying and asking the Lord, is there the right mate out there for me? I keep asking him and I get no answer. I have prayed to the Lord in the past to send me somebody special and I have met guys who were nice enough to get know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt; but it was and is not now I guess the right time for me to have a mate because of me starting back to college. But to be honest, as being a human being I really don't know if this is the right time now or when I finish college. Only the Lord knows really when it is the right time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-6479103072430208677?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/6479103072430208677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=6479103072430208677&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/6479103072430208677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/6479103072430208677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2007/12/day-of-shopping.html' title='Day of Shopping'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1Xs3yoT19I/AAAAAAAAABk/zF7S5dv84e4/s72-c/IMG014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-5687090450178771080</id><published>2007-12-03T00:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T01:31:53.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Lords's Day</title><content type='html'>Scripture I learned Yesterday in church: &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;James chapter2:17 Even so faith, if it hath not works, is dead, being alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I talked to my male buddy Brandon in church before Sunday School started. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; say that much. Maybe he is thinking about his dad. his dad is really sick. I am glad he broke up with his girlfriend. I knew somehow that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; would not last. Anyway besides staying at home the rest of the evening and took a walk to the store with my mom that is only around the corner about 9:30 PM, I finished the first foot of the slipper sock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1OlASoT18I/AAAAAAAAABc/CZwGEQE1tKc/s1600-R/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139633024179361730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1OlASoT18I/AAAAAAAAABc/yqps24Vj_lU/s200/Picture+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing with the instructions from last night:Heel part: 1.Wrap pegs 1-4 and knit off.&lt;br /&gt;2.Wrap pegs 13-2(counterclockwise and knit off.&lt;br /&gt;3.Wrap pegs 3-12(clockwise) and knit over.&lt;br /&gt;4.Wrap pegs 11-4(counterclockwise) and knit over.&lt;br /&gt;5.Wrap pegs 5-10(counterclockwise) and knit over.&lt;br /&gt;6.Wrap pegs 9-6(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;counterclockwise&lt;/span&gt;) and knit over.&lt;br /&gt;7.Wrap pegs 7-8(clockwise) and knit over&lt;br /&gt;8.Wrap pegs 8-7(counterclockwise) and knit over&lt;br /&gt;9.Wrap pegs 6-9 and knit over&lt;br /&gt;10.Wrap pegs 10-5 and knit over&lt;br /&gt;11.Wrap pegs 4-11 and knit over&lt;br /&gt;12. Wrap pegs 12-3 and knit over&lt;br /&gt;13.Wrap pegs 2-13 and knit over&lt;br /&gt;14.Wrap pegs 14-1 and knit over&lt;br /&gt;This is where the heel ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After knitting the heel, Wrap all the way around the loom in a clockwise manner. Knit about 35 rows or at least enough rows by your shoe size. I knitted less than 35 rows because I wear a size 7.or you may need to knit more than 35 rows, I don't know that is up to you and your shoe size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used the Gathering method in removing the slipper sock from the loom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to knit the other slipper sock and post it up sometime this week and then I will have a matching pair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-5687090450178771080?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/5687090450178771080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=5687090450178771080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/5687090450178771080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/5687090450178771080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2007/12/blessed-lordss-day.html' title='Blessed Lords&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1OlASoT18I/AAAAAAAAABc/yqps24Vj_lU/s72-c/Picture+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-6083256616578594115</id><published>2007-12-01T23:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T00:18:04.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday December 1,2007</title><content type='html'>My Saturday started off with catching the MATS Public Transit in paying my storage bill. I had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PhilyThickburger&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hardee's&lt;/span&gt;. It was very tasty,but messy. Anyway after finishing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thickburger&lt;/span&gt;,I had time before the next bus came, to work on my zebra striped slipper sock made from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;RedHeart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SuperSaver&lt;/span&gt; yarn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the brim of the slipper sock, knitted as a single &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stitch&lt;/span&gt;. Instead of using 1 yarn, I am using 2 yarns. I think this makes the pattern thicker.I knitted 6 rows then turned for a brim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1JHOCoT16I/AAAAAAAAABM/5GLS9tyOeQ8/s1600-R/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139248431332841378" style="CURSOR: hand" height="134" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1JHOCoT16I/AAAAAAAAABM/TG2WR8uz3oU/s200/Picture+022.jpg" width="165" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is part of the ankle,I guess. Knit 30 rows. I stopped at 20, will continue it tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1JKYyoT17I/AAAAAAAAABU/1usoHvNuCeo/s1600-R/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139251914551318450" style="CURSOR: hand" height="122" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1JKYyoT17I/AAAAAAAAABU/sKjW1JQH20c/s200/Picture+027.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am tired. Would like to eat my cinnamon roll,well actually it's my mom's, she did not want it anymore so she said that I could eat it. Looks really tasty. I will eat that watch cable then go to bed. Church is tomorrow,The Lord's Day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-6083256616578594115?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/6083256616578594115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=6083256616578594115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/6083256616578594115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/6083256616578594115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2007/12/saturday-december-12007.html' title='Saturday December 1,2007'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R1JHOCoT16I/AAAAAAAAABM/TG2WR8uz3oU/s72-c/Picture+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-1116872134923236013</id><published>2007-11-30T18:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:55:27.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxed at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;I did not go anyplace special today except for the grocery store and KFC and those stores are only around the corner from where I live.  It's kind of boring when I don't go out,just stay in and sleep or watch tv.  I am so ready to start back to  Trenholm State Technical College in January. I hope the studies won't be too hard, even though they are mostly computer related.   I wish I had a boyfriend,I am lonely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3867563114911393928-1116872134923236013?l=knitaland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/feeds/1116872134923236013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3867563114911393928&amp;postID=1116872134923236013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/1116872134923236013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3867563114911393928/posts/default/1116872134923236013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitaland.blogspot.com/2007/11/relaxed-at-home.html' title='Relaxed at Home'/><author><name>Katrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13749694110550655968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/SVHfYuyc8UI/AAAAAAAAANE/1gOHpWGG_wo/S220/cross-sign-clipart6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867563114911393928.post-7952284406540399209</id><published>2007-11-30T00:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T01:34:30.005-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R0-8bCsUR5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/1V1GzMGegKY/s1600-R/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138532872618264466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R0-8bCsUR5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/7Gp0Y6xoU6Q/s200/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R0-7OCsUR4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/5aYjfedA_PM/s1600-R/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138531549768337282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R0-7OCsUR4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/IFaGGEKN6Uc/s200/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R0-5IysUR3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/OEKCKUwzWhE/s1600-R/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138529260550768498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R0-5IysUR3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9nOPed6qLE4/s200/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That is the mock crochet hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R0-3yCsUR2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/avTKziG9g_0/s1600-R/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138527770197116770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R0-3yCsUR2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/B5C2_bStX0g/s200/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drawstring purse, I loom knitted that over the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R0-2MysUR1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/e9u0n3yc-OA/s1600-R/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138526030735361874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8hvolTcGfw/R0-2MysUR1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/VDvcxXJ8SgY/s200/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is my first blog of my loom knitted things and they are very interesting. Since 2005, I've loom knitted hats,scarves blankets and bags. I decided to create this blog so I can show off some of the things I loomed. To make use of them I guess. This blog will not only have the things that I've loomed knitted but posts of my daily life and interesting posts about my spirituality, men,friends,relatives etc,etc,etc . 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