<?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-2378807080904602645</id><updated>2011-09-21T08:59:02.808-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the whisk and hammer</title><subtitle type='html'>The Barnes Family Adventures...
Psalm 103</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-5408683395078002519</id><published>2010-06-28T21:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T22:20:27.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pajamas...a rite of passage?</title><summary type='text'>Luke, my oldest, will be six years old in fourteen days. Fourteen days...what? I can't believe it. First grade is breaking the horizon and I seriously just can't believe it. When he was young...not that six isn't young...maybe around two or so...Jon looked at me and said, "Why don't you just let him wear shorts and a t-shirt for bed? It's just easier." I thought about it for a minute and said, "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/5408683395078002519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2010/06/pajamasa-rite-of-passage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5408683395078002519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5408683395078002519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2010/06/pajamasa-rite-of-passage.html' title='Pajamas...a rite of passage?'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-4798697628091626761</id><published>2009-08-07T13:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T08:30:10.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder...</title><summary type='text'>How my kids know they should all get up at various times in the middle of the night on the one night I have decided to hit the hay early? It’s an amazing phenomenon…Why my kids wake up at five a.m. on the mornings we have no reason to be awake and sleep in on the days we must be up early. Really? Must it be every.single.time. Talk about amazing phenomenon’s…How at least one child will have an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/4798697628091626761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wonder.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/4798697628091626761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/4798697628091626761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder...'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-8708712936163653075</id><published>2009-07-11T22:01:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T15:25:39.378-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Back Please...</title><summary type='text'>Come back please.No.Come back now.I don’t want to…I want to go with them.I know but…Please let me go with them…He was desperate…he turned his back to me and continued to make his way down the middle of the creek to play with the “big kids”. He teetered and tottered over the slick rocks…he slipped a few times but stood up…I winced…he looked back at me and smiled…I tried again…Luke! Luke! Come back</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/8708712936163653075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/07/come-back-please.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/8708712936163653075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/8708712936163653075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/07/come-back-please.html' title='Come Back Please...'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SlycFrf5xDI/AAAAAAAACbY/RMw1UZQZldQ/s72-c/Luke+-+BoogieBoard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-641715430461296969</id><published>2009-07-07T12:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T12:43:41.601-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Valley...</title><summary type='text'>I got tickled and thought that this must be what it is like to live in a commune. All of us…laid out in an empty bedroom…sometimes I really wonder how my kids get through the night when I see how they contort their bodies in their sleep…I totally scored…had the entire air mattress to myself. Blinking…the light in the bathroom was on and in my face…it must have been about 4:30 am. It was raining. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/641715430461296969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/07/out-of-valley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/641715430461296969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/641715430461296969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/07/out-of-valley.html' title='Out of the Valley...'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SlN6CUvD3fI/AAAAAAAACbQ/Iuf3Q0FNtXw/s72-c/Mountains.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-9078662446976775225</id><published>2009-07-02T22:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:49:22.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberate yourself...</title><summary type='text'>I recently went to see John Rosemond  speak…I have read a few of his books about parenting and, I have to  admit, I drunk the Kool-Aid when it comes to his philosophy on raising  kids using more traditional discipline “methods”.  I say, “methods”  because I don’t recall him speaking about specific techniques like,  time out or some fancy shmancy something or other that supposedly works.  He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/9078662446976775225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/07/liberate-yourself.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/9078662446976775225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/9078662446976775225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/07/liberate-yourself.html' title='Liberate yourself...'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-882616629897288392</id><published>2009-06-11T12:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:32:49.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Cap and Gown....</title><summary type='text'>Uh-oh…it’s on! Luke graduated from preschool yesterday with a full on graduation commencement at his daycare (moving tassels over and all)! It really was so sweet. I was taken back to the “pre-kid Dawn” when I said to myself and aloud, “Those little kids graduations are so stupid and a waste of time. I mean, why does a 4 year old need a cap and gown and all that nonsense? My kids will NEVER </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/882616629897288392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-cap-and-gown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/882616629897288392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/882616629897288392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-cap-and-gown.html' title='The First Cap and Gown....'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SjGgA-oMtBI/AAAAAAAAB6U/dwLAFXmfi3Y/s72-c/IMG_9163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-8861480233407276858</id><published>2009-06-02T13:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:53:54.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Heart</title><summary type='text'>My son Henry is getting ready to turn three in a few weeks. Someone told me recently that your children’s personalities at a young age are pretty much the same as they mature…this news made me smile a deep happy smile when I mentally mulled over my kids personalities. We are blessed in this way. When my thoughts turned to Henry as an adult…I laughed out loud. I would describe him as clever, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/8861480233407276858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-heart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/8861480233407276858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/8861480233407276858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-heart.html' title='Happy Heart'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-5361931612104133055</id><published>2009-05-21T12:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:27:29.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Grow Up</title><summary type='text'>After many, many efforts to go back to sleep at 4:00 am…after hitting snooze no less then 5 times…after coming up with every excuse on why it would not be in my best interest to get out of bed and workout this morning….45 minutes had passed on a wasted conversation with myself. I completely guilted myself into it…I was WIDE awake and have no idea why it’s so difficult to just freaking get out of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/5361931612104133055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-i-grow-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5361931612104133055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5361931612104133055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I Grow Up'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-4450413553198032939</id><published>2009-05-18T21:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:34:41.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Equals Change</title><summary type='text'>Welcome back to me! It’s been a long time…things are just busy and it’s difficult to find the time to just sit, think and type all at the same time. But, here I am. The baby is now eight and a half months old and is cruising all over the house and boy is he a big’un! Huge. Not a roly poly type big, but in a dense bones big. He has an incredibly peaceful disposition and crazy smile. Henry is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/4450413553198032939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/05/stress-equals-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/4450413553198032939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/4450413553198032939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/05/stress-equals-change.html' title='Stress Equals Change'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-7492953332782485664</id><published>2009-03-12T13:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:48:28.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands….</title><summary type='text'>My kids love this song. I remember loving it too. We sing, sing, sing this song over and over and over again…and often! We pretty much name every single person my kids have ever met, every single cartoon character they have ever watched and pretty much every single object within sight. We have also sung about how He has “toot” and “poop” in His hands if that tells you anything, which always gets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/7492953332782485664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/03/hes-got-whole-world-in-his-hands.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/7492953332782485664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/7492953332782485664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/03/hes-got-whole-world-in-his-hands.html' title='He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands….'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-73936603566563571</id><published>2009-02-21T21:18:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:23:56.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All my Dreams Have Come True....</title><summary type='text'>Luke woke early, early Saturday morning and crept into our room, hopped in our bed, gave me a cuddle and whispered in my ear, "Mommy, I had a dream last night that I swung higher on my swing then I ever did and I got on it all by myself..." "Neat...", I said drowsily, "…now let’s go back to sleep...it's still nighttime." He didn't. He wanted to talk about the swing...so we chatted in a sleepy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/73936603566563571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-my-dreams-have-come-true.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/73936603566563571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/73936603566563571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-my-dreams-have-come-true.html' title='All my Dreams Have Come True....'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SaWuDPiqi1I/AAAAAAAABtg/jz0dBmvO1EI/s72-c/painting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-8134491506817951586</id><published>2009-02-13T21:33:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:29:46.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Who's Staying Home Stare Down"...</title><summary type='text'>I went back to work in the middle of January...it's been a healthy four weeks and I have not worked a "full week" since I have been back. I feel ashamed about that even though I'm trying not too....sickness, a funeral, snow days...it's really all of out my control. I realize that at the end of the day and on my death bed, I will not say, "Gosh, I JUST wish I could have gone into work that day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/8134491506817951586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/02/whos-staying-home-stare-down.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/8134491506817951586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/8134491506817951586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/02/whos-staying-home-stare-down.html' title='The &quot;Who&apos;s Staying Home Stare Down&quot;...'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SZeimcuJ2KI/AAAAAAAABq0/2Pp3_pwesFQ/s72-c/IMG_7612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-521465387044957312</id><published>2009-02-11T21:59:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:10:09.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 40</title><summary type='text'>I, along with most people, have been pondering the times we are in. It feels like limbo...waiting for it to get better, wondering what will happen, and hoping for the best. What is up with the bail outs, the gas price fluctuation, the cost of chicken alone is astonishing, bankruptcy, job loss...good grief! Not sure if everyone can feel the change, but there seems to have been a seismic shift in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/521465387044957312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/02/psalm-40.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/521465387044957312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/521465387044957312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/02/psalm-40.html' title='Psalm 40'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-8664173339098721622</id><published>2009-02-08T20:53:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:31:08.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Efficient Multi-Tasker</title><summary type='text'>If I had to describe myself, I would call myself an "efficient multi-tasker"...I mean, it's on my resume and everything. I make lists upon lists...I have a list for the working mornings, the weekend mornings, a grocery list, a weekly and monthly list and even an on-going list of things that hopefully will get done in my life time...oh yeah, I have Jon's list that also falls into the "things I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/8664173339098721622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/02/efficient-multi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/8664173339098721622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/8664173339098721622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/02/efficient-multi.html' title='The Efficient Multi-Tasker'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-8193929688021771879</id><published>2009-02-01T22:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:15:05.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandmother</title><summary type='text'>We received the sad news that my grandmother died on Saturday. I was not surprised to get the call because her health had deteriorated significantly over the last year, but I was deeply saddened by the news. I wouldn't say we were as close as some people are with their grandmothers, I'm not really sure why but I loved her dearly and feel the weirdest void. She lived most of her life in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/8193929688021771879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-grandmother.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/8193929688021771879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/8193929688021771879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-grandmother.html' title='My Grandmother'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYeZUIv0JPI/AAAAAAAABok/naDNVcjUuxw/s72-c/IMG_9257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-2062309965081585435</id><published>2009-01-23T11:38:00.026-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:36:57.504-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working mom epiphany...</title><summary type='text'>I was sitting on my stoop this week (freezing) contemplating my "working mom dilemma"...since the day I took Luke to daycare four years ago, I have always felt unbelievable moments of overwhelming guilt...multiply that by 3 and you get lots and lots of very weird guilty moments. I get through it...it doesn't last long and I can completely justify being a working mom on so many levels...it works </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/2062309965081585435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/working-mom-epiphany.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2062309965081585435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2062309965081585435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/working-mom-epiphany.html' title='Working mom epiphany...'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-3386766078325093684</id><published>2009-01-20T21:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:49:39.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our kids will never know...</title><summary type='text'>I know I am writing 2 posts in under 30 minutes, but I must comment on the inauguration that happened on this snowy day in January. In the South, snow is either just barely enough to shut down the city or unpredictably too much and everyone is completely unprepared for it...today, it was just enough for us Southerners to not only shut down every school in a 100 mile radius but made us vulnerable </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/3386766078325093684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-kids-will-never-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/3386766078325093684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/3386766078325093684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-kids-will-never-know.html' title='Our kids will never know...'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-3872622526961883171</id><published>2009-01-20T13:46:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:22:31.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MLK Weekend</title><summary type='text'>Wow...what a weekend. This weekend has marked our laziest weekend ever since we have had kids. It was cold out, we had firewood and enough food to feed an army. It sounds like we were out on the prairie or something...we weren't on the prairie but we were almost reclusive, which was actually really nice in a lot ways. I have recently made a couple of decisions about our lifestyle based on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/3872622526961883171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/mlk-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/3872622526961883171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/3872622526961883171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/mlk-weekend.html' title='MLK Weekend'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-4625402364271943259</id><published>2009-01-16T23:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:24:58.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crock Pot Love...</title><summary type='text'>Am totally in love with my crock pot and we have mended our relationship. I "made" completely wonderful BBQ chicken. It was so, so good...so happy to be back together with my crock pot. Now, I did pick Luke up from daycare and very excitedly told him that we were having his fav...BBQ Chicken. He just looked at me and said, "I don't remember liking BBQ Chicken." I said beaming, "You do like it and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/4625402364271943259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/crock-pot-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/4625402364271943259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/4625402364271943259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/crock-pot-love.html' title='Crock Pot Love...'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-2738406432131486338</id><published>2009-01-14T21:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:08:57.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Curses!..."</title><summary type='text'>I don't really believe in curses, but I love to say that word out loud rather then cuss...it's just so...funny but harsh and simpsonlike. Like I said, I don't really believe in curses BUT there are a few things that really seem to "get me"...I can name 2...there is a restaurant in Charlotte that I love...it's kinda Tex Mex and the food is fresh and yummy. Like a lot of restaurants on this street </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/2738406432131486338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/curses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2738406432131486338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2738406432131486338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/curses.html' title='&quot;Curses!...&quot;'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-2782079685086161227</id><published>2009-01-13T20:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:36:08.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredibly Fantastic Birthday Weekend</title><summary type='text'>In my tirade yesterday, I completely forgot to mention my absolutely perfect 40th Birthday weekend at Pinehurst Spa with my dearest friends...I could go on and on about the spa, the rooms, the grounds, the customer service...but when it is all said and done we could have been in a paper box on the side of the road and I would have had a grand time because I was with seven of the people I know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/2782079685086161227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/incredibly-fantastic-birthday-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2782079685086161227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2782079685086161227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/incredibly-fantastic-birthday-weekend.html' title='Incredibly Fantastic Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SW1X_InNyYI/AAAAAAAABkI/dN9616athbo/s72-c/IMG_9091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-636967535492387403</id><published>2009-01-12T18:31:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:36:48.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY GA....</title><summary type='text'>After a splendid, blissful birthday spa weekend with all my favorite friends...the day to go back to work has come and gone. Let's just say I was GROSSLY ill prepared for getting myself and 3 kids ready for this day...it all started around 3 am when the baby got restless...Henry came rolling in our room around 3:30 am with an armful of stuffed animals and books then Luke followed around 4:00 am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/636967535492387403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-my-ga.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/636967535492387403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/636967535492387403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-my-ga.html' title='OH MY GA....'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-5924821646574520803</id><published>2009-01-07T19:31:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T14:51:23.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a good day...</title><summary type='text'>Am feeling much better then my melancholy day yesterday about going back to work...I talked to my boss for a while...got out of my pajamas...had some good coffee. There really is something to just getting out of bed. Jon told me on Monday that he had planned to take Wednesday, Thursday, Friday off...my initial thought (sorry Jon) was "why?" I mean, it's my last week, I want to be alone in my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/5924821646574520803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-was-good-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5924821646574520803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5924821646574520803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-was-good-day.html' title='It was a good day...'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SWVbv69TRKI/AAAAAAAABi4/sD_fLJMskKc/s72-c/IMG_9015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-4091221599086809727</id><published>2009-01-06T13:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:56:42.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All good things must come to an end...</title><summary type='text'>What a crazy, crazy 2008...it's so crazy that it's hard to even think of what some resolutions might be as we have no idea of what's really to come. At least we had a nice long Christmas, New Year and I am still celebrating the big 4-0! My wonderful husband celebrated 10 days of "Dawnakah" for my birthday. I received 10 days of gifts since the day after Christmas up until January 3rd...who knew </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/4091221599086809727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-good-things-must-come-to-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/4091221599086809727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/4091221599086809727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-good-things-must-come-to-end.html' title='All good things must come to an end...'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-6156179061306348305</id><published>2008-12-24T00:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:47:56.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels...</title><summary type='text'>Today Luke was in the back of the car watching the Incredibles...out of the blue he said, "Can God make tools?" Before I could answer...he came out with..."or do the angels make them and bring them down to earth?"  Not exactly sure how to answer, I said, "God can make tools...I think the angels can bring them down?" Totally unsure...I mean, why didn't I just say "Yes"? Impatiently he said, "Well </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/6156179061306348305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/12/angels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/6156179061306348305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/6156179061306348305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/12/angels.html' title='Angels...'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-7861309102849027259</id><published>2008-12-18T13:21:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:42:56.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder what I am doing...</title><summary type='text'>I was contemplating one of my many lists of "to dos"...this one being the "Holiday List" while browsing through Crate and Barrel. I was there to pick up a few small, inexpensive items for friends. I was rather ashamed when I left with $50 worth of things and only $10 of that was spent on friends...can only justify this by the fact that Jon and I aren't exchanging gifts this year...I mean, I need </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/7861309102849027259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wonder-what-i-am-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/7861309102849027259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/7861309102849027259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wonder-what-i-am-doing.html' title='I wonder what I am doing...'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SUrt6nAzq-I/AAAAAAAABgI/3gma79Kyyk4/s72-c/IMG_8857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-8640907868364609212</id><published>2008-11-25T15:02:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:45:21.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I am Thankful For...</title><summary type='text'>It's really hard to list all the things we are thankful for...I mean in the grand scheme...there is really just so much. I absolutely love it when my 2 and a half year old, Henry, prays for the things he's thankful for...it goes like this: "Ga Bwess Daddy, Lukee, Mer-Mer [for whatever reason, I am always left out of his prayers...go figure]...thank you for milk, monsters, da wain, ketchup, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/8640907868364609212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/11/10-things-i-am-thankful-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/8640907868364609212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/8640907868364609212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/11/10-things-i-am-thankful-for.html' title='10 Things I am Thankful For...'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-7675126048531500730</id><published>2008-10-08T21:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:17:14.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!</title><summary type='text'>What an amazing few weeks...I have a job, I don't have a job, I have a job, I don't have a job. Wachovia is Citibank, Wachovia is Wells Fargo, Wachovia is no longer, Wachovia has hope...good grief! What a wide range of emotions the Barnes family has felt these last few weeks. We have the absolute joy of a tiny baby in our house yet the world seems to be in total turmoil. I have tiny moments where</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/7675126048531500730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/7675126048531500730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/7675126048531500730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow.html' title='Wow!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-7874409481858037895</id><published>2008-10-01T07:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:31:23.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Zoo!</title><summary type='text'>I had the delight to take my kids to the Columbia Zoo with my mom this past week. It was so fun. I took ALL three kids to the zoo...I'm good! It's going to be OK, we will get through this...it's doable. Now, I did ship Luke and Henry off to daycare today, because, well...face it, I'm tired from our adventure and I want a pajama day for myself and baby Jonah because I'm that good of a mother.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/7874409481858037895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/10/zoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/7874409481858037895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/7874409481858037895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/10/zoo.html' title='The Zoo!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-6325297203528731492</id><published>2008-09-25T22:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:24:28.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my husband...</title><summary type='text'>...I really do...he's such a good guy. We will be celebrating our sixth wedding anniversary on Sunday. Wow...seems like a long time ago, could be the three kids we now have...all under the age of five. Jon is such a trooper...he really is...I mean, I have been hormonal for about four years if that tells you anything. Poor guy. There's seems to be something about a new baby that makes women (at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/6325297203528731492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-my-husband.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/6325297203528731492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/6325297203528731492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-my-husband.html' title='I love my husband...'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-1874798190977223165</id><published>2008-09-16T21:55:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T09:06:09.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He's finally arrived...</title><summary type='text'>Yup! He's finally here. I sit here holding a new baby yet still surprised that I am not pregnant anymore, which is a very weird sensation. When I drink a coke or coffee, I keep thinking...oh yeah, I can do this without guilt...it's totally OK now even though you did it anyway! Hooray. Anyway...Jonah Andrews Barnes came into this world on Friday, September 12th at 3:27 p.m. He is gorgeous! He even</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/1874798190977223165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/09/hes-finally-arrived.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/1874798190977223165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/1874798190977223165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/09/hes-finally-arrived.html' title='He&apos;s finally arrived...'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SND_k0G_6GI/AAAAAAAAA94/Htf8wyEEHuo/s72-c/Jonah+-+Birth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-3691751879824707513</id><published>2008-09-05T10:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:06:42.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sassy!</title><summary type='text'>Sassy...you are wonderful. We hope you had a fantastic 65th birthday!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/3691751879824707513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-sassy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/3691751879824707513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/3691751879824707513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-sassy.html' title='Happy Birthday Sassy!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-2573553049754054114</id><published>2008-09-01T12:12:00.022-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T09:55:52.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Blues and Henry Happiness</title><summary type='text'>It's labor day weekend and I am spending the weekend with my 2 year old, Henry. Long story short, we planned our annual beach trip in December before I knew I was pregnant...a very nice house on the water with a pool! We look forward to this trip all year...it involves several families with kids our same age and it's just so fun! I thought for some reason (maybe it was just a mental pregnancy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/2573553049754054114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/09/beach-blues-and-henry-happiness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2573553049754054114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2573553049754054114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/09/beach-blues-and-henry-happiness.html' title='Beach Blues and Henry Happiness'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SME4UkVmxrI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Z8RNO_TvSd4/s72-c/Henry+-+smiles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-3784873089160033351</id><published>2008-08-22T16:36:00.028-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T13:51:08.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Swinging Bridge's and Bright Ideas</title><summary type='text'>Maybe it's just the guilt of working parents that send their kids to daycare all day every day...but we are constantly on the look out for fun things to do with our kids to fill the weekends with something other then t.v. I mean, we are constantly on the go...it's a little ridiculous. It's a little more ridiculous because I am 9 months pregnant and with the exception of a nap or two over the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/3784873089160033351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/08/swinging-bridge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/3784873089160033351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/3784873089160033351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/08/swinging-bridge.html' title='Swinging Bridge&apos;s and Bright Ideas'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SLgxZQdrJbI/AAAAAAAAA9I/zzHS3IdbWsE/s72-c/L+%26+H+Grandfather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-4502694646733211379</id><published>2008-08-15T12:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T16:41:00.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do YOU Know My Mommy is Pregnant?!</title><summary type='text'>I picked the kids up from daycare yesterday and as I was getting the kids situated in the car...a car pulled up into a space close to ours. So, our car, then empty space, then new car. It was one of the father's picking up in the car...he got out, looked at me, smiled and said "Hi". He went on to fix the car seat in his car and I went on to get Henry buckled in. Both the doors of the mini van </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/4502694646733211379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-do-you-know-my-mommy-is-pregnant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/4502694646733211379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/4502694646733211379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-do-you-know-my-mommy-is-pregnant.html' title='How Do YOU Know My Mommy is Pregnant?!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-2024092395063654594</id><published>2008-08-11T16:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T12:23:25.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>34 Weeks and Counting....</title><summary type='text'>So, I guess I haven't come right out and said on the blog, "Hey, I'm pregnant!" but I am saying it now. 34 weeks to be exact...which would be why I have not blogged 30 of those 34 weeks. Barnes Baby Boy number 3! So the family dynamic shifts once again...the poor dogs...I'm sure they feel like they are hanging on to their place in the family by a single claw. You can just see it in their eyes...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/2024092395063654594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/08/34-weeks-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2024092395063654594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2024092395063654594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/08/34-weeks-and-counting.html' title='34 Weeks and Counting....'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-5601862784584859577</id><published>2008-08-04T12:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:18:06.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update: Pureed Veggies</title><summary type='text'>Ok so, it's been 6 months since I blogged. Shameful, I know! But I have a very good excuse, I swear! Now, for all you moms out there that were suffering mentally because you were thinking that I was such a fantastic "get your kids to each veggies mom"...you will be glad to know that I have not thawed one bag of pureed veggies for my kids in six months. As a matter of fact, I had to throw all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/5601862784584859577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/08/update-pureed-veggies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5601862784584859577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5601862784584859577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/08/update-pureed-veggies.html' title='Update: Pureed Veggies'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-4266492047011070224</id><published>2008-02-15T14:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T14:23:48.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Michon!</title><summary type='text'>We hope you have a fantastic day and Birthday weekend!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/4266492047011070224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-michon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/4266492047011070224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/4266492047011070224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-michon.html' title='Happy Birthday Michon!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-5156947198388578873</id><published>2008-02-15T14:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T14:22:54.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupid...where are you?!</title><summary type='text'>Valentine's Day...crazy holiday of racing around...as I like to call it. I know, I know...it's about love! Maybe it's just that we have had a crazy two weeks and believe me, it's not been "fun crazy". Everyone in the family has been sick with a nasty virus...it's been going on for two weeks now...the kids were out of daycare for 5 days! EEK! Of course, Superstar Mom that I am...did not get it! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/5156947198388578873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/02/cupidwhere-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5156947198388578873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5156947198388578873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/02/cupidwhere-are-you.html' title='Cupid...where are you?!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-5785803529103646821</id><published>2008-02-05T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T21:08:41.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cauliflower is just plain stinky!</title><summary type='text'>Ok...it's been so long since I have blogged anything for a variety of reasons (which you will eventually hear about)...but I've lost all my momentum about why my house smells like cauliflower...especially, since all the other odors in my house have taken back over and choked the cauliflower down. I know it is, however, still stirring in the far corners of my house only to rear it's ugly head when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/5785803529103646821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/02/cauliflower-is-just-plain-stinky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5785803529103646821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5785803529103646821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/02/cauliflower-is-just-plain-stinky.html' title='Cauliflower is just plain stinky!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-997766601144102598</id><published>2008-02-01T08:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T19:09:42.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers to the Circus!</title><summary type='text'>I'm sure you are all on pins and needles waiting to hear about our circus adventures! Let's just let some of the pictures speak for themselves...Preshow...a little stressful, but we did not let it faze us! At the sight of the first elephant, he came right out of it! It was fantastic!We really did have so much fun...both Jake and Luke were fantastic. We had perfect seats...we were far enough away </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/997766601144102598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/02/cheers-to-circus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/997766601144102598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/997766601144102598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/02/cheers-to-circus.html' title='Cheers to the Circus!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/R6OrHiII_wI/AAAAAAAAALU/wfcut1Tbu_k/s72-c/IMG_6832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-5358052223673138773</id><published>2008-01-30T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T15:35:38.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Show on Earth!</title><summary type='text'>Ah...the Circus...the Greatest Show on Earth! I made a secret vow at a young age that when I grew up and had kids I would take them to the circus every year of their life until they were at least 8 (which is what I think I was at the time). Now, I think I will take my kids every year of their life until they can figure out how to jump from the car on the way. It's a classic event in every child's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/5358052223673138773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/greatest-show-on-earth.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5358052223673138773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5358052223673138773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/greatest-show-on-earth.html' title='The Greatest Show on Earth!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-5863000733553914818</id><published>2008-01-21T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:19:56.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii had a Wii party!</title><summary type='text'>We decided that it wasn't enough to just have a Wii...we needed to celebrate it and share it with our friends. Now, if you don't have one...it really should be a must on your things to get. I am a recovered video game player...you could not keep me away from the pacman's, galaga, mario brothers, etc...then they all went 3-D and I couldn't really make heads or tails of it all try as I might. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/5863000733553914818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/wii-had-wii-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5863000733553914818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5863000733553914818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/wii-had-wii-party.html' title='Wii had a Wii party!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/R5VD5OJt_iI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Y1_tJo20z3A/s72-c/collage5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-7515403138843628221</id><published>2008-01-21T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T17:38:08.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Luke's First Job</title><summary type='text'>So, we decided that it was probably time for Luke to have his first family chore.He was very excited about the whole idea, little does he know that this will be the first of MANY! We said he was "allowed" to pick one of the following: Feed the dogs, Clean the toys in the tub up every night, "Make" his bed or take the plates to the sink and wipe the table.After much discussion, he decided to do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/7515403138843628221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/lukes-first-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/7515403138843628221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/7515403138843628221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/lukes-first-job.html' title='Luke&apos;s First Job'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/R5Sc0-Jt_fI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/GY_eLLv6wKg/s72-c/IMG_4461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-1709626635883001021</id><published>2008-01-14T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:14:44.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Brian!</title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday to my brother-in-law Brian (or "Brownie" if you are talking to Luke)! You're an oldie but a goodie! We know you have not been feeling well...so we hope your "make up birthday party" is a good one! Enjoy....We love you!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/1709626635883001021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-brian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/1709626635883001021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/1709626635883001021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-brian.html' title='Happy Birthday Brian!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-3282051506423034984</id><published>2008-01-13T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T13:25:39.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being "That Crazy Family"</title><summary type='text'>Yup, we had a moment today when we were totally "that crazed family" with kids screaming in the middle of the Bagel store. AAAHHHH...you know it well. I was thinking..."what a wonderful picture this is of us all out to eat. We just love each other so much...it's so fantastic!" And it was! We had cream cheese all over...just enjoying the moment. It was quiet...all the people around us enjoying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/3282051506423034984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/being-that-crazy-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/3282051506423034984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/3282051506423034984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/being-that-crazy-family.html' title='Being &quot;That Crazy Family&quot;'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/R4pXQeJt-7I/AAAAAAAAADk/gaYweI850VU/s72-c/IMG_4488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-2832193684272628546</id><published>2008-01-09T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T21:46:38.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Let the Dogs Out?!</title><summary type='text'>Our "other" dog...ROAR!...so scary. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/2832193684272628546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-let-dogs-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2832193684272628546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2832193684272628546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-let-dogs-out.html' title='Who Let the Dogs Out?!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/R4WFreJt-4I/AAAAAAAAADM/C-nK47lmYrA/s72-c/IMG_4455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-2072944693067466598</id><published>2008-01-09T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T20:49:48.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merriwether's 40th Birthday at the Rock Barn</title><summary type='text'>"At twenty we worry about what others think of us; at forty we don't care about what others think of us; at sixty we discover they haven't been thinking about us at all."I'm not really sure who to give credit for this quote, but it really is true. That's the beauty of 40 and getting older in general. Ok, do you hear me? Trying to make "aging" fantastic and it is of course...although, I wouldn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/2072944693067466598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/merriwethers-40th-birthday-at-rock-barn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2072944693067466598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2072944693067466598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/merriwethers-40th-birthday-at-rock-barn.html' title='Merriwether&apos;s 40th Birthday at the Rock Barn'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/R4VyH-Jt-zI/AAAAAAAAACc/9hcjESDeavQ/s72-c/January%2B2008%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-2693432700207727746</id><published>2008-01-08T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T21:51:38.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Luke's First Gymnastics Class</title><summary type='text'>So we convinced Luke that since "Daniel Cook" tried gymnastics that maybe he should try it too. Tonight was the first class and he LOVED it. He told me last night that he would absolutely not be jumping into the foam pool like Daniel did, but he did it and it turned out to be his favorite part. His teacher is "Miss Boo" and we thought she was great...I don't think that Jon and I quite understand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/2693432700207727746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/lukes-first-gymnastics-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2693432700207727746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2693432700207727746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/lukes-first-gymnastics-class.html' title='Luke&apos;s First Gymnastics Class'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/R4Q1YuJt-wI/AAAAAAAAACE/KjZagq6TFiw/s72-c/IMG_6798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-5659747573463393934</id><published>2008-01-07T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:33:47.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!</title><summary type='text'>Hooray for 39...not to much going on here, just a normal birthday. With the exception, of course, that my husband ever so tactfully reminded me that in just 365 days, I will be 40. Nice.Actually, I am looking forward to it...it's going to be a great year.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/5659747573463393934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5659747573463393934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/5659747573463393934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-1943613307777758894</id><published>2008-01-07T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:27:54.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ringing in 2008</title><summary type='text'>Ok...so, I must be getting ready to turn 39 (or 80) because we definitely did not "ring in the new year" nor did we even see the ball drop...Jon and I were both in bed around, say...9:30. Sad, but true. However, we did enjoy a late afternoon with the kids along with some very good pizza and our favorite Dean and Deluca salad.  Not to mention, the 136 times we "got" to watch the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/1943613307777758894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/ringing-in-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/1943613307777758894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/1943613307777758894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/ringing-in-2008.html' title='Ringing in 2008'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2378807080904602645.post-2235157289759221967</id><published>2008-01-06T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:52:01.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2007</title><summary type='text'>Welcome to our blog and our first posting. Christmas 2007 was absolutely wonderful. A great way to end a fantastic year! We had several Christmas' this year. We, hopefully, started a new tradition with the Barnes family by celebrating Christmas the weekend before the 25th. Jon, Luke, Henry and I spent the night and woke up to a fantastic "early visit from Santa!" So fun! Then we spent Christmas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/feeds/2235157289759221967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-2007.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2235157289759221967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2378807080904602645/posts/default/2235157289759221967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiskandhammer.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-2007.html' title='Christmas 2007'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799011737698687257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/SYJndFPdf9I/AAAAAAAABm0/OF-sEON7oyo/S220/IMG_8508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xeL-tYmKUoM/R4GctpOszrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dDAkRNAa_VM/s72-c/IMG_3949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
