<?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-735470356217256087</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:07:01.025-06:00</updated><category term='Business'/><category term='Home schooling'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='Liturgical Year'/><category term='Family Life'/><category term='Nature'/><category term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='Chickens'/><category term='Family'/><category term='homeschooling'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Political Life'/><category term='Bremma'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='Campaign Trail'/><category term='Creativity'/><category term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Petit a' petit, l'ouiseau fait son nid.</title><subtitle type='html'>Little by little, the bird builds its nest.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-8007053351035087088</id><published>2010-07-26T11:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T11:09:58.856-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><summary type='text'>Mari was born a week ago today, July 19 at 9:52 a.m.  She weighed 7 pounds and 5 ounces and was 20 inches long.  We came home from the hospital last Wednesday and have been slowly adjusting to things.  She is a lovely baby, I can't get enough of her!  God is so good and we are so blessed.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8007053351035087088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8007053351035087088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-3125782682602277403</id><published>2010-07-17T16:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T16:46:25.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends and Family</title><summary type='text'>I am so grateful to my friends and family who have come by my side and literally rescued me from a head long spiral!  I was ill a little over a week ago with a high fever and an unknown bacterial infection. I was hospitalized twice.  I was poked, and prodded and tested for everything! My mother-in-law came in the middle of the night to stay with the kids, my sister got me to the hospital (the 2nd</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3125782682602277403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3125782682602277403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2010/07/friends-and-family.html' title='Friends and Family'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-4502868594578683096</id><published>2010-04-28T15:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T16:00:50.985-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today in the Garden</title><summary type='text'>I believe we found a Western Blue Bird's egg.  How it arrived, I can't be sure.  I was just working in the flower garden yesterday.  The egg was sitting right next to my trowel, which was accidently left out.  It had a small dented crack in the shell.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4502868594578683096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4502868594578683096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-in-garden.html' title='Today in the Garden'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/S9iwC6hPenI/AAAAAAAAAX8/vumLLg2VAUU/s72-c/DSCN6550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-420930910525460140</id><published>2010-03-23T16:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T16:07:28.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary</title><summary type='text'>Today is our 14th wedding anniversary.  We took the kids to Holy Ghost Church on Sunday, where we were married.  Tonight we will to some friends' house for a special party.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/420930910525460140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/420930910525460140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2010/03/anniversary.html' title='Anniversary'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-7224828817079152964</id><published>2010-03-23T16:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T16:06:08.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Priola</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7224828817079152964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7224828817079152964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2010/03/baby-priola.html' title='Baby Priola'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/S6k7RiY2ZCI/AAAAAAAAAX0/thzS4f__yb8/s72-c/PRIOLAMICHELLER20100319171853537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-504744112492285634</id><published>2010-03-22T15:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T15:51:04.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Lessons!</title><summary type='text'>Little did I know that I would be introducing baby ducks to the water, and not my own two cute kids!  We purchased 2 ducklings last week and upon researching them, we learned that they need swimming lessons!  They actually know how to swim, but need exposure and practice.  So, this morning we had duckies in the bathtub.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/504744112492285634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/504744112492285634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2010/03/swimming-lessons.html' title='Swimming Lessons!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/S6fmPS-U79I/AAAAAAAAAXs/EvY8pDHYMZ0/s72-c/DSCN6466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-7050067576309106367</id><published>2010-03-20T16:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:09:20.762-06:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Week Ultra-Sound</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday we went in for our 20 week ultra-sound.  The baby is looking healthy and is it too early to presume that it is cute?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7050067576309106367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7050067576309106367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2010/03/20-week-ultra-sound.html' title='20 Week Ultra-Sound'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-4315837445885680379</id><published>2010-01-20T14:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T14:41:57.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm Back!</title><summary type='text'>I've had a little blog break and I'm anxious to be back.  Christmas season was a whirlwind of parties and festivities. Truly, so much fun.  I however, wasn't feeling so peppy slogging my way through the "all day long" sickness (morning?! yeah right)of pregnancy. So we're safely in the second trimester, praise be to God!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4315837445885680379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4315837445885680379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-think-im-back.html' title='I think I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-7705604330376917769</id><published>2009-12-15T07:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T07:28:22.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running to Keep Up</title><summary type='text'>Blogging, unfortunately has fallen to the bottom of the to-do list in recent months.  We have been busy working on the basement, homeschooling, and I'm teaching at my son's school.  The lesson planning for high school literature and composition take a bit of time, and I try to work on my own things after the kids are asleep.My life is full and crazy and I've never been happier.  The holiday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7705604330376917769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7705604330376917769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/12/running-to-keep-up.html' title='Running to Keep Up'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-3732179339862870718</id><published>2009-11-04T18:44:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T14:51:48.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><summary type='text'>NEWSFLASH!I made it through and finished!!  I've never been so glad to see December roll around! (posted Jan 20)Well, we're on day 4 of the Nanowrimo contest.  I have started the habit of drinking coffee with dinner!  There is a certain, strange joy I'm experiencing because I feel like I'm living a double-life.  Homemaker and teacher by day - adventurer and author by night!  My goal has been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3732179339862870718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3732179339862870718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SvIwLtR8RKI/AAAAAAAAAXU/LsbNEviG87E/s72-c/HPIM5128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-2880017304818177707</id><published>2009-10-29T09:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T09:19:51.483-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>November</title><summary type='text'>November is National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo).  I've had an aggravating piece of sand in my craw to write! (Maybe there'll be a pearl in there!) It has been 3 years since I've wanted to do this - and I'm MAKING myself do it this year. I know it will be frustrating, difficult and annoying.  TOO BAD! I've signed myself up for this program, a sort of writer's boot camp, if you will. So, dear </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2880017304818177707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2880017304818177707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/10/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-3546207425244005975</id><published>2009-10-29T08:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T09:01:33.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Invasion!!</title><summary type='text'>It's a snow day here!  The spiders are attacking!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3546207425244005975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3546207425244005975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/10/invasion.html' title='Invasion!!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SumuNw_4rmI/AAAAAAAAAW0/slQ53pjivA4/s72-c/DSCN6070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-3663775092948959248</id><published>2009-09-20T16:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T16:17:00.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What We've Been Up to. . .</title><summary type='text'>I hosted a baby shower yesterday for my cousin, Lisa.  As of Wednesday she'd been admitted to the hospital for pre-term labor.  Fortunately, by Saturday the contractions had been slowed down and the baby is still in utero. She was discharged from the hospital at 12pm and came straight to my house for the shower at 1:30pm.  She is 33 weeks today.  Phew.Today mom and I are canning tomatoes and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3663775092948959248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3663775092948959248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-weve-been-up-to.html' title='What We&apos;ve Been Up to. . .'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-182912512948674239</id><published>2009-09-09T20:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:20:32.218-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Life'/><title type='text'>Little by Little</title><summary type='text'>So, here we are in the second week of school.  I realize that the plans and visions of myself homesteading, homemaking and homeschooling rub right up against the part of me that needs discipline.  The part of me that doesn't want to pull weeds, harvest the garden or change the chicken's water. The part of me that wishes my children could learn through osmosis (me too, for that matter). The part </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/182912512948674239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/182912512948674239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-to-update.html' title='Little by Little'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-8055419226851942520</id><published>2009-08-30T05:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T05:51:10.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiling, Sweaty, Tired Kids</title><summary type='text'>Today was a flurry of activity:Soccer Game, Football Game, Dance Recital . . .  Smiling, sweaty, tired kids.  I love my kids' "live large" attitude.  They truly both give it their all, and it is joyful for me to watch.  At our local town's Catholic Church community festival, Bremma had her dance recital.  In between her performances, we shared a delicious, authentic Mexican pork taco.  She took a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8055419226851942520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8055419226851942520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/08/smiling-sweaty-tired-kids.html' title='Smiling, Sweaty, Tired Kids'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-2912512976211474234</id><published>2009-08-26T16:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:22:33.572-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschooling'/><title type='text'>New Violin</title><summary type='text'>Turin said this today: "Mom . . . I know you might not believe me, but getting me this violin is better than getting a million dollars."Sweet boy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2912512976211474234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2912512976211474234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/08/mom.html' title='New Violin'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-799093594282970443</id><published>2009-07-16T17:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:42:11.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><summary type='text'>Rest and relaxation, roasting marshmallows, splashing through muddy puddles on the ATV while Bremma squealed "Daddy let's so super fast!", staying up way too late with dear hubby by the campfire, pressing flowers to dry, feeling the breeze rush by during an afternoon nap, finishing a good book, listening to Kevin's I-tune mix, splitting logs, hauling logs, teaching kids to draw cool looking bugs,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/799093594282970443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/799093594282970443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/07/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/Sl-6hQsOXTI/AAAAAAAAAV0/7IpbyGlU1gU/s72-c/DSCN5679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-7345171285051397438</id><published>2009-07-16T17:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:32:53.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggs!</title><summary type='text'>Three little eggs have been laid over the last 3 days.  They are brown, and were collected while still warm.  The yolks are nearly orange, and they made a delicous and simple afternoon snack for my kids. . .</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7345171285051397438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7345171285051397438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/07/eggs.html' title='Eggs!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/Sl-4n60YevI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xMjPsIpOfWo/s72-c/DSCN5692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-2742909384692111265</id><published>2009-07-16T17:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:25:57.455-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Bear's Ears</title><summary type='text'>Our favorite camping spot is north of the town on Craig, Colorado at a mountain formation that is casually referred to as Bear's Ears.  It is a long drive from our house - about 6 hours, or 8 when you're traveling with kids that bore easily and need to stop for potty breaks, snacks and stretching.We passed Mouse Ears on 1-70 on the way out of town.  Then we approached Chipmunk Ears in Dillon, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2742909384692111265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2742909384692111265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-bears-ears.html' title='To Bear&apos;s Ears'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/Sl-2-jr75cI/AAAAAAAAAVU/otxij2bNQvw/s72-c/DSCN2920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-293860462448070513</id><published>2009-07-09T18:58:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:06:06.509-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Take Joy</title><summary type='text'>The following is a post published from I Take Joy (the link is under I Take Joy on my Inspiration button to the right) on July 9, 2009 follows and struck me profoundly today after conversing with a family member who was upset that I invited another family member to my son's birthday party.  They don't get along.  I don't expect them to like each other. . . but I do expect decency.  We all fall </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/293860462448070513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/293860462448070513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-take-joy.html' title='I Take Joy'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-8164149514634670852</id><published>2009-07-09T18:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T18:33:27.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We're still here!</title><summary type='text'>Well, the projects are winding down. . .pond repairedgarden in and maintainedchicken coop/yard built and painted7 trees plantedflowers planted and maintainedconstant weeding. . .organized garagebench painted (in progress)dog houses painted (in progress)new fence gates installedbaseball season completed :)Not that anyone really cares. . . but it seems that I've been outside as much as possible and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8164149514634670852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8164149514634670852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-still-here.html' title='We&apos;re still here!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-290910898613728191</id><published>2009-05-14T11:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:19:36.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Projects Galore!</title><summary type='text'>Well, while my blog's been gathering dust the rest of my projects are well underway. Here's what we've been up to:Stripping and sanding the finish off of a very old, beautiful roll top desk (I can't wait to have it usable!)My mother and I planted around 200 annuals last weekend.  They look great with the bulbs I put in the ground last fall.  I especially love the pink, parrot tulips.The chickens </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/290910898613728191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/290910898613728191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/05/projects-galore.html' title='Projects Galore!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-1837366424086242062</id><published>2009-04-14T06:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T06:40:03.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!!</title><summary type='text'>Today was my first visit to the Adoration Chapel at our newly remodeled church.  We have just started the rigorous and glorious commitment of PERPETUAL adoration.  Any time, day or night you can go sit and adore HIM.  If you're looking for love, this is the place to go :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1837366424086242062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1837366424086242062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-483803256126811685</id><published>2009-04-09T07:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T07:22:58.151-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chickens'/><title type='text'>Chickens</title><summary type='text'>Well, we have 5 new pets.  The kids and I went to pick up our baby chicks 3 weeks ago today.  They are growing faster than I anticipated and Kevin's father is reverting an old rabbit hutch into a chicken coop.  Soon we'll move the chickens outside into a "yard,"  they've been living in a cozy little spot in the garage.Yesterday we took them outside one by one to acclimate them.  We also try to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/483803256126811685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/483803256126811685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/04/chickens.html' title='Chickens'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/Sd32n4cSKNI/AAAAAAAAAU0/990rT7cJkwA/s72-c/DSCN5344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-6556324372491143203</id><published>2009-03-19T10:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:03:16.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Have I Been?</title><summary type='text'>I went through a period of Blog Fog!  I had lots to share, but didn't get around to it.  Turin finally lost his tooth.  Hurray!  Bremma started a dance class.  Hockey season is over for a month or so, then Turin will do a Hockey Camp.  Today we go pick up our chicks.  We are on a slow slide to the country life.  I can't wait to have fresh eggs this summer!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6556324372491143203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6556324372491143203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where Have I Been?'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-343790651794345893</id><published>2009-02-24T18:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:22:45.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turin's Two Loose Teeth</title><summary type='text'>We're entering that next phase of childhood. . . Turin has two loose teeth, Ahhhh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/343790651794345893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/343790651794345893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/02/turins-two-loose-teeth.html' title='Turin&apos;s Two Loose Teeth'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SaSdXIU6oUI/AAAAAAAAAUE/hKH4NpS9IfE/s72-c/DSCN5194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-1940652215670695579</id><published>2009-01-31T09:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T09:59:26.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in Colorado</title><summary type='text'>Monday it snowed, and so Monday afternoon I shoveled the snow off of our very long drive way (dear hubby wasn't going to be home until after dark).  Yesterday was Friday and in the abundant sunshine I went out to pull weeds because the patch along the drive way had been annoying me for some time.  Where else can you shovel snow on Monday, and be out pulling weeds on Friday?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1940652215670695579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1940652215670695579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/01/only-in-colorado.html' title='Only in Colorado'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-8309519720086818971</id><published>2009-01-22T21:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:02:25.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Successes</title><summary type='text'>My successes today:I'm trying a new  bread recipe:  Seeded Whole Grain Boule; and dinner was a hit!  Beef and Cabbage Stir-fry with Basmati Rice.I cleaned the entire house after our school work was finished while the kids enjoyed the beautiful warm weather outside.I sorted through the computers and cords, cords, cords and prepped them to sell on Craig's list.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8309519720086818971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8309519720086818971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/01/small-successes.html' title='Small Successes'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-4742498688136425287</id><published>2009-01-22T06:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T06:37:52.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mug Shot</title><summary type='text'>I purchased two new mugs on Tuesday because they were hilarious to me and thus irresistible. Not to mention that they are narrow, which fits my cabinet better. With a 50's style artistic rendition of a well-coiffed housewife (think June Cleaver) the one on the left says "Well! Butter my buns and call me a biscuit!" The mug on the right says, "Gardening, yoga, bubble baths, medication . . . and I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4742498688136425287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4742498688136425287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/01/mug-shot.html' title='Mug Shot'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SXh2kEMgYcI/AAAAAAAAATM/J8YUyLWQYBE/s72-c/DSCN5125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-3096880800231105442</id><published>2009-01-21T08:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:29:58.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch the Video Clip!!  Need I Say More?</title><summary type='text'>Danielle BeanPosted using ShareThis</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3096880800231105442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3096880800231105442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/01/need-i-say-more.html' title='Watch the Video Clip!!  Need I Say More?'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-1328848077992858049</id><published>2009-01-16T17:49:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:56:51.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit to the Butterfly Pavilion</title><summary type='text'>I don't know the name of this fella yet, but it is huge!  It is about the size of my outspread hand.This flower is a Red Powder Puff.Callaindra haematocephala - Looks like something from Horton Hears a Who.Here is Oma and the grandkids.The photo to the right is of Lena, Me, and kiddos.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1328848077992858049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1328848077992858049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/01/visit-to-butterfly-pavilion.html' title='A Visit to the Butterfly Pavilion'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SXEskwF7GcI/AAAAAAAAATE/mIXg3SEBn4Q/s72-c/DSCN5115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-4851575873704329918</id><published>2009-01-16T17:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:49:36.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Life'/><title type='text'>A Sewing We Will Go</title><summary type='text'> My mom came to visit this week. We had such a nice time. Lots of opportunities to chat and to sew. She taught me how to read a pattern, cut it out and put it all together. Wednesday and Thursday we worked on an outfit for dear daughter. Too Cute!!She is wearing the outfit in the photos of the Butterfly Pavilion :)Thanks Mom!  I miss you already!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4851575873704329918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4851575873704329918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/01/sewing-we-will-go.html' title='A Sewing We Will Go'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SXEq-X_cd0I/AAAAAAAAASk/6SGs46kFono/s72-c/DSCN5101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-7422198323884907137</id><published>2009-01-12T16:23:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:30:30.330-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Snowflake Souffle'</title><summary type='text'>We came upon this cute little poem today, and as we awoke to a snowy-blowy, white wonderland - I thought it was appropriate.        Snowflake Souffle' by X.J. KennedySnowflake souffle'Snowflake souffle'Makes a lip-smacking lunchOn an ice-cold day!You take seven snowflakes,You break seven eggs,And you stir it seven timesWith your two hind legs.Bake it in an igloo, Throw it on a plate, And slice </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7422198323884907137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7422198323884907137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/01/snowflake-souffe.html' title='Snowflake Souffle&apos;'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SWvR0H4CteI/AAAAAAAAASU/x_-GUOtYmbI/s72-c/DSCN4817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-267409176305978090</id><published>2009-01-11T16:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:33:31.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>Picture Thought :)</title><summary type='text'>Just thought this was pretty.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/267409176305978090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/267409176305978090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/01/picture-thought.html' title='Picture Thought :)'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SWqBrSlcB2I/AAAAAAAAASM/CrV6pJdWocc/s72-c/DSCN5086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-8245643257466117996</id><published>2009-01-08T10:45:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:09:12.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Political Life'/><title type='text'>It's Official</title><summary type='text'>Well, Mr. Priola is now officially Honorable Representative Priola. We attended his Inauguration Ceremony yesterday, as did a lot of our family members and several volunteers that served on his campaign. The ceremony was interesting, we got to sit with Kevin at his desk where he will vote on the chamber floor. He will be in for quite a ride, as our state is facing many, many challenges! Lunch </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8245643257466117996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8245643257466117996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SWY_eaue7-I/AAAAAAAAARs/BcFDc8fM1U8/s72-c/DSCN2682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-8940011183653187334</id><published>2008-12-25T22:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:31:15.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8940011183653187334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8940011183653187334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SVRrw9fzAyI/AAAAAAAAARk/B7FxPNS3gTY/s72-c/DSCN2644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-8736283873209502188</id><published>2008-12-20T20:49:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:00:23.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Life'/><title type='text'>Sadness Peaking Through</title><summary type='text'>I had dinner with some of my close friends on Monday night, and during our conversation I revealed to them how sad I have been about the baby that would have been born about now. I came upon something that astounded me with its poigniancy, and I felt such a kinship with this woman. Please read if you're interested in her perspective. It was very helpful for me.  http://karenedmisten.blogspot.com/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8736283873209502188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8736283873209502188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/12/sadness-peaking-through.html' title='Sadness Peaking Through'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-2326441908158726531</id><published>2008-12-20T20:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T20:07:04.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liturgical Year'/><title type='text'>Christmas Pageant 2008</title><summary type='text'>Today the kids participated in the 5th annual Christmas Pageant, put on by our homeschool group the St. John Bosco Cooperative for Homeschooled Children.  They did a great job!  It was precious to see them work so diligently to tell the story of the most precious baby ever born.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2326441908158726531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2326441908158726531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-pageant-2008.html' title='Christmas Pageant 2008'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SU2y0ImrHFI/AAAAAAAAARE/zwr4zjapR_g/s72-c/winter+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-8964813004901238559</id><published>2008-12-18T11:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:31:33.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8964813004901238559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8964813004901238559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-2178551539948840283</id><published>2008-12-18T11:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:29:56.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Life'/><title type='text'>One of our Favorite Traditions</title><summary type='text'>Life is so sweet. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2178551539948840283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2178551539948840283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-of-our-favorite-traditions.html' title='One of our Favorite Traditions'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SUqWjYgRleI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/q2Ragi0Ul2s/s72-c/DSCN4906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-194862260422386992</id><published>2008-12-18T11:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:28:16.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gma and her Grandkids</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/194862260422386992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/194862260422386992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/12/gma-and-her-grandkids.html' title='Gma and her Grandkids'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SUqWJe3lpbI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YdZEvfh6u_E/s72-c/DSCN4839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-3233294841366741904</id><published>2008-12-15T23:38:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:40:37.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Kitty</title><summary type='text'>This is Camilla, our 4 month old kitty.  Bobotz and Granny needed to give her a new home, as she was orphaned when Melchior died.  She is sweet, and we've had her for a week now.  She seems to be adjusting well.  This is her favorite nighttime snuggle spot.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3233294841366741904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3233294841366741904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-kitty.html' title='New Kitty'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SUdNGtfUHYI/AAAAAAAAAQE/lVcvoN1Qzyo/s72-c/winter+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-1398236717971491439</id><published>2008-12-15T23:09:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:12:26.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bremma'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Baby!</title><summary type='text'>Our darling daughter turned 3 on Saturday. We went to the Nutcracker Ballet and then had a birthday party in the evening. Bremma, you are a joy and add light and sparkle to our lives! We love you!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1398236717971491439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1398236717971491439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-baby.html' title='Happy Birthday Baby!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SUdGfSCjqyI/AAAAAAAAAP8/yWBEYQTtMKo/s72-c/winter+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-7331054523241268640</id><published>2008-11-17T10:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:36:04.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business'/><title type='text'>The Elf</title><summary type='text'>My sister, Nicki is starting a new business. She is an ELF (Everyday Living Facilitator!) She bakes, cleans, errand-runs, shops, wraps. Especially wonderful for the holidays, wouldn't you concur?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7331054523241268640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7331054523241268640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/11/elf.html' title='The Elf'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SSGrc5GZOiI/AAAAAAAAAP0/RDOx2dn80bE/s72-c/November+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-8002145702254220794</id><published>2008-11-14T13:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T13:39:42.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Life'/><title type='text'>Pinnie Pig</title><summary type='text'>Pinnie Pig - our new pet.A sweet little varmint. Quiet, non-smelly. Cuddly, and he'll sit and watch TV. No potty-training necessary. Minimal maintenance. Awesome.His name is White Stripes, I'd like to call him Wes. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8002145702254220794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8002145702254220794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/11/pinnie-pig.html' title='Pinnie Pig'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SR3h5V-hCQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/KeMS_cYPe-w/s72-c/DSCN4779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-6257161922174929463</id><published>2008-11-13T13:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:31:06.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home schooling'/><title type='text'>Turin's Adaptation of Solomon Grundy</title><summary type='text'>Turin PriolaBorn on a MondayWalked precincts on TuesdayPlayed hockey on WednesdayWent skiing on ThursdayWatched Clone Wars on FridayPlayed with friends on SaturdayWent to church on Sunday</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6257161922174929463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6257161922174929463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/11/turins-adaptation-of-solomon-grundy.html' title='Turin&apos;s Adaptation of Solomon Grundy'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-5826201647445826041</id><published>2008-11-12T17:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:15:53.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Life'/><title type='text'>I Wanta kiss a Cowboy!</title><summary type='text'>Another interesting comment from Funky Princess:"I don't wanna kiss a BABY, I wanna kiss a COWBOY!"It was a birthday/dedication party for her cousins Joshua and Caleb in which we decided to add costumes to the mix. (They didn't get to see each other during Halloween). Bremma was Sleeping Beauty, Turin was a Clone Trooper, Josh was a Cowboy and Caleb was a Froggy. We were arranging a picture of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/5826201647445826041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/5826201647445826041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wanta-kiss-cowboy.html' title='I Wanta kiss a Cowboy!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-2065461403458183084</id><published>2008-11-08T19:28:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T19:54:13.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Campaign Trail'/><title type='text'>What a Week!</title><summary type='text'>Well, Mr. Priola is now receiving mail as The Honorable Kevin Priola, Colorado State Representative - Elect. The phone is ringing off the hook, and he is in orientation and training sessions already. I am so proud of him. I am so grateful that he had the courage to take on this challenge. This summer was a real trial, many a day I was frustrated, irritable and just plain miserable, especially </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2065461403458183084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2065461403458183084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-week.html' title='What a Week!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SRZQyziq6zI/AAAAAAAAAPk/KANTU-CLTZ8/s72-c/DSCN4758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-4916117420686761592</id><published>2008-10-30T07:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T07:33:28.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost November 4!</title><summary type='text'>I'm dreaming of golf. . . I was looking for a new picture to post on my blog header, and found this one from a while back. I am so anxious for campaign life to end and whatever is new to begin! I hope it includes just a teensy break, some time away with my hubby and kids.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4916117420686761592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4916117420686761592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/10/almost-november-4.html' title='Almost November 4!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-4362610075909228015</id><published>2008-09-30T16:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:23:44.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bean Soup and Pumpkin Crisp</title><summary type='text'>So I made a deliciously simple bean soup for dinner last night and a pumpkin crisp to give to a dear friend. Domestic tranquility and simplicity was so refreshing after a week of appointments, obligations and being away from my kids.  The campaign is in full throttle, and we're feeling a bit tattered (or maybe just me?).  Have I kissed away my normal, quiet life?  Well, whatever happens - win or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4362610075909228015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4362610075909228015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/09/bean-soup-and-pumpkin-crisp.html' title='Bean Soup and Pumpkin Crisp'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-6493082624013748137</id><published>2008-09-10T18:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:40:51.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><summary type='text'>Saturday night I was able to enjoy dinner with many friends who I haven't seen much. My friend Jessica Carlson was diagnosed with a very rare eye cancer and is having her treatments this coming week.  She has a baby girl, Rylee that was born in June.  The time away from her precious baby girl is the most worrisome aspect of this ordeal.  She is one tough chick.  That I know, because she was my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6493082624013748137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6493082624013748137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/09/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SMhn9THizSI/AAAAAAAAAMs/0tA2Y4gsXxg/s72-c/DSCN2578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-1767534999912507335</id><published>2008-09-10T18:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:35:10.974-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Life'/><title type='text'>Berry Patch Farms</title><summary type='text'> Today we went to Berry Patch Farms and picked raspberries with Aunt Marcia.  We also came home with local, fresh, unfiltered, unprocessed honey, cilantro,  and roasted anaheim peppers.  Yum!   At home, Aunt Marcia made vegetable beef alphabet soup and we had cornbread with our honey. Bremma spelled her name today!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1767534999912507335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1767534999912507335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/09/berry-patch-farms.html' title='Berry Patch Farms'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SMhle3aHihI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FuECD0k464k/s72-c/DSCN2583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-6908240485436945925</id><published>2008-09-08T22:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:49:11.174-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Life'/><title type='text'>Little Sisters are So Helpful!</title><summary type='text'>Turin started hockey on Saturday. After he was suited up for the very first time ever, his nose began to itch. Hmmmm..... "Mom, will you scratch my nose?," and I did. Bremma enthusiastically interrupted, "I wanna do it Tuwin!" and she did.These moments are priceless.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6908240485436945925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6908240485436945925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-sisters-are-so-helpful.html' title='Little Sisters are So Helpful!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SMYAMiY384I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/QCX68jy2-qc/s72-c/IMG_0717_3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-3965519263181376647</id><published>2008-09-04T08:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:54:03.544-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Sarah Palin - Wahoo!</title><summary type='text'>She is the epitomy of beauty, grace and strength. She is smart, witty and tough. Maybe hard core feminists and the media elite hate her out of a deep sense of envy. To use a High School analogy, she is the unique mixture of the Prom Queen, the Valedictorian, the State Champ athlete who also volunteers at her local nursing home. The reaction at my house: "WA-HOO!" That is how you say,"YEAH!!" when</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3965519263181376647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3965519263181376647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/09/sarah-palin.html' title='Sarah Palin - Wahoo!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SL_1BAPrr6I/AAAAAAAAALo/yYT6OSEYrcI/s72-c/DSCN2573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-955003385725302879</id><published>2008-09-03T18:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:48:55.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Grocery List Today. . .</title><summary type='text'>Here is what I purchased at King Soopers today:2 boxes of sugar cubes3 big containers of table salt1 Fresh, Young chickenCan you guess what we've got cookin' over here at Basement School?We are making a mummy of King Cluckenkaman! Sugar cubes are our chosen building material for his pyramid.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/955003385725302879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/955003385725302879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-grocery-list-today.html' title='On the Grocery List Today. . .'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SL_1TpvZ9eI/AAAAAAAAALw/6R9mTZKFdLQ/s72-c/DSCN2567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-7831980515019315565</id><published>2008-08-29T08:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T08:55:43.275-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Life'/><title type='text'>Sushi for Beginners</title><summary type='text'>The day of Lisa and Rick's wedding it rained and poured! Our basement flooded. Our power went out. Before we realized the basement flood, we were handwriting postcards by candlelight, and eating sushi for lunch. Here is a picture of Bremma eating and liking her first California Roll.Notice that Kevin is wearing a headlamp? It was dark, though the flash more than compensates in the photo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7831980515019315565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7831980515019315565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/08/sushi-for-beginners.html' title='Sushi for Beginners'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SLgN4HXYZCI/AAAAAAAAALg/B7ljRpR0tSg/s72-c/DSCN2432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-8130616358387745372</id><published>2008-08-29T08:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T08:51:11.636-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Campaign Trail'/><title type='text'>Precinct Driving</title><summary type='text'>View from the campaign trail:Last week we were out driving rural precincts. Kevin is out meeting the voters in all of his precincts, which has been the main activity for our summer. Most of the areas have been neighborhoods near and around Brighton. This photo is way out east of Denver International Airport. Here is a photo of the lay of the land, as seen by me, the driver. That particular day we</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8130616358387745372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8130616358387745372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/08/precinct-driving.html' title='Precinct Driving'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SLgM1v0-ktI/AAAAAAAAALI/3sdqlIVBQSU/s72-c/DSCN2485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-3143582095159104282</id><published>2008-08-29T08:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T08:46:24.888-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Life'/><title type='text'>Quiet Evening</title><summary type='text'>In the midst of the campaign fury, I decided to take a breath of fresh air - so the kids and I went out for a little bike ride before the Obama speech. Here are some pictures of an idyllic Indian summer's evening. This was Bremma's first bike ride on her own bike! She is using the pedals to propel herself.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3143582095159104282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3143582095159104282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/08/quiet-evening.html' title='Quiet Evening'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SLgLeUyRvQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/hnKNBrIUQXk/s72-c/DSCN2537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-2267165908378949947</id><published>2008-08-27T20:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:36:24.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><summary type='text'>New family pictures.   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2267165908378949947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2267165908378949947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-photos.html' title='Family Photos'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SLYO9dP1WGI/AAAAAAAAAKg/DEMqfneIWXg/s72-c/032113116_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-4435102917301975252</id><published>2008-08-25T07:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T07:37:56.961-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><summary type='text'>Outside My Window... it is a beautiful, sunny morning.I am thinking... about the how much I'll miss the Olympics!I am thankful for... good friends!From the kitchen... my sister baked a pear gallette - it is divine.I am wearing... my workout pants, sneakers and a hoodie. I'll change after my shower.I am creating... a system with my mother to sell her finery on Etsy.I am going... to deliver peaches</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4435102917301975252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4435102917301975252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/08/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-7488084987173421163</id><published>2008-08-19T22:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T07:22:43.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Turin</title><summary type='text'>Picture thought to share:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7488084987173421163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7488084987173421163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/08/pictures-coming-soon.html' title='Turin'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SKwaeEfFWdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Px5S38LiAxw/s72-c/DSCN2447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-5641989816301551189</id><published>2008-08-19T21:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:55:19.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding :)</title><summary type='text'>It rained and rained on Saturday.  So much so that our basement flooded and the power went out, too.  Around 12 pm I was wondering how I was going to get a shower in time for the upcoming festivities.  I was looking a bit like a drowned rat.  In the midst of bailing out our window well, the kiddos offered us snacks.  That made me smile, as they were sincere in their effort to help mom and dad. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/5641989816301551189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/5641989816301551189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/08/wedding.html' title='Wedding :)'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-1184677112030709617</id><published>2008-08-15T12:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:18:44.132-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Matron of Honor's Dress that is . . .</title><summary type='text'>Remember my last post? Well, I assumed that my dress was going to fit. Ha.So, now I've got a dress that is painfully too small, though it does zip - when I choose not to breathe. This dress has been a nightmare. First, I ordered it in February, and one size bigger - just in case I were to become prego. In April, I did get pregnant. So, when the dress arrived in May, I tried it on and couldn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1184677112030709617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1184677112030709617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/08/matron-of-honors-dress-that-is-evil.html' title='Matron of Honor&apos;s Dress that is . . .'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-6699962039304928274</id><published>2008-08-14T07:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T07:42:26.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready</title><summary type='text'>Tuxedo: checkDress: checkSilver Shoes: checkRing Bearer pillow: checkMatron of Honor Dress: checkMore Silver Shoes: checkWedding Gift: checkFlexibility: check!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6699962039304928274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6699962039304928274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/08/getting-ready.html' title='Getting Ready'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SKQ2Nx6qfBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/AfwQN__xoFo/s72-c/DSCN2410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-488830804275103993</id><published>2008-08-14T07:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T07:34:46.481-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>All in the Family</title><summary type='text'>Back Left to right: Janie Frei, Me, Laura Frei, Stephanie Tedy, Lena Vander Laan, Amber Frei, Marilyn Priola and center The Bride!Here is a recent photo of the women in the family at the bridal shower that we celebrated in anticipation of my cousin Lisa's wedding which will be on Saturday. I am feeling so blessed to have such a group of supportive, kind and fun women in my family!!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/488830804275103993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/488830804275103993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-in-family.html' title='All in the Family'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SKQz2nTtHuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/grV7lKPcicU/s72-c/DSCN2388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-4058023766282778800</id><published>2008-08-06T18:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T18:44:18.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Basement School</title><summary type='text'>My dear hubby has been working from home since mid-May, and this was nice and good as I was wrapping up the school year with my kindergartner.  However, waves of panic have been washing over me as the school year approaches . . . sharing space isn't going to work out so well for this school year.  Hubby needs a quiet place to be on the phone, we can't be very quite and get our work done (while </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4058023766282778800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4058023766282778800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/08/basement-school.html' title='Basement School'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-1678357621437965065</id><published>2008-07-29T20:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:28:43.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho hum. . .</title><summary type='text'>Ho hum.  That is how I felt when I woke up Monday morning.  Well, ho hum with a dollop of guilt for feeling ho hum.  I looked around at my family and my home and the joy I desired wasn't resonating with me at all.  I was planning to meet my good friends for a day at the pool.  This gave me something to look forward to, I knew I'd put on my smile on when they arrived.  But, still feeling ho hum.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1678357621437965065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1678357621437965065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/07/ho-hum.html' title='Ho hum. . .'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-9070200547441817990</id><published>2008-07-24T00:14:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T00:26:24.700-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Ratatouille - My Own Tiny Chefs</title><summary type='text'>I have my own tiny chefs (ok, maybe 'little' would be a more apt description, as my children are not rodents) in the kitchen. Bremma loves to peel garlic and pulled up the stool to sit and do so. Turin wants to cut! So, pushing my 'gotta get it done fast and clean' mentality aside, we made dinner together. We had Pasta a la Priola - that is lots of vegetables from the garden saute'd with olive </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/9070200547441817990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/9070200547441817990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/07/ratatouille-my-own-tiny-chefs.html' title='Ratatouille - My Own Tiny Chefs'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SIggf-hAi2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/w9mYvCizcwc/s72-c/HPIM5569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-5041706154093991832</id><published>2008-07-23T07:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T07:53:43.049-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creativity'/><title type='text'>E-stumbling into a new world of beauty!</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, my mom an avid seamstress and beginning quilter suggested that I check out the Valori Wells blog/website.  Wow!  From there I e-stumbled into a few other sites and I'm blown away and inspired by the beauty and smarts of these gals!  Beauty, homemaking, motherhood, and business . . . I'm feeling quite energized by the prospects!  Go check out Valori Wells, which I have added under my "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/5041706154093991832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/5041706154093991832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/07/e-stumbling-into-new-world-of-beauty.html' title='E-stumbling into a new world of beauty!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-8420008153613684743</id><published>2008-07-21T19:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:55:44.394-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook</title><summary type='text'>A week has flown by! Wow!Here's my picture thought:  Sweet peas, growing on a fence in Hiawatha, Kansas.~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Outside My Window...  the clouds are forming and it looks like there might be rain tonight.I am thinking... about compiling a book list for Turin.I am thankful for... a safe trip home.From the kitchen... fresh carrots and onions are sitting by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8420008153613684743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8420008153613684743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/07/simple-womans-daybook_21.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SIU4vNY21uI/AAAAAAAAAGc/5l4mwXs-_YE/s72-c/DSCN2270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-2648511769795153667</id><published>2008-07-14T08:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T09:03:17.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Day Book</title><summary type='text'>Outside my window . . . the pampas grass outside the office window is greening up.I am thinking . . . I would like to find a better way to manage my kids' rooms (toys and clothes!)I am thankful for . . . a long awaited trip that starts tomorrow morning.From the kitchen . . . berry smoothies are for breakfast.I am wearing . . . sunscreen, a messy bun and work out clothes with sneakers. I walked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2648511769795153667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2648511769795153667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/07/simple-womans-day-book.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Day Book'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-3714087547083437172</id><published>2008-07-14T08:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T09:10:02.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Sucks!</title><summary type='text'>Bremma is learning NOT to suck her thumb. Last night she slept ALL NIGHT with out sucking her thumb or sleeping with her special blankets (her pink "my" and her blue "my"). I am utterly amazed! My sister is being trained in Oral Facial Myology and came home from her class on fire to help Bremma stop her bad habit. When Bremma was asked if she wanted to stop sucking her thumb she said "Yes!" and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3714087547083437172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3714087547083437172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-sucks.html' title='This Sucks!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/SHtrIsL1mOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CiJGackxSgw/s72-c/DSCN2237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-7335213521761766752</id><published>2008-07-11T19:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T19:06:37.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Routines</title><summary type='text'>I'm working on adjusting to a summer schedule . . . and it's already July 11!  I think I need to revamp my morning routine to add these things since it is nice and cool out, and I don't usually shower until after I've worked out anyways.Check Ralphie for Food and WaterWeed the Garden 15 minutesWeed the Yard 15 minutesRead the newspaper (hubby asked me to scan for articles pertaining to state </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7335213521761766752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7335213521761766752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/07/daily-routines.html' title='Daily Routines'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-5453722693862449239</id><published>2008-07-11T10:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T10:07:26.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Patio Pals</title><summary type='text'>Last night I enjoyed a balmy evening in the company of some very good friends.  We sat around the table on the patio, amidst the tiki torches and candles.  Sans children.  Sans husbands.  We chatted and giggled and had a nice, relaxing evening.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/5453722693862449239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/5453722693862449239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/07/patio-pals.html' title='Patio Pals'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-7430332127725234053</id><published>2008-07-10T13:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T13:48:05.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple Woman's Daybook</title><summary type='text'>I'm going to start this reflection every Monday.  Today, however is a Thursday . . . but it's been on my mind since Monday, does that count?Outside my window . . . mango tinged day lillies are blooming as they stand 3 feet tall.I am thinking . . . I need to spend some time hoeing the garden and harvesting some produce.I am thankful for . . . my dad.From the kitchen . . . wafts the fragrance of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7430332127725234053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7430332127725234053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/07/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='The Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-9131386354534607858</id><published>2008-07-09T19:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T19:07:48.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lillies</title><summary type='text'>My dear neice Hanna was commissioned by me to create a piece of art work using my day lillies as the inspiration.  Check out her great work! She has been such a tremendous help!  We washed the floor together, she picked mint leaves and washed them for mojitos.  We made her a virjito or a mohirgin (however you like to say it) of her own.  She kept up with Brempadoodles - a busy 2 1/2 year old that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/9131386354534607858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/9131386354534607858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/07/lillies.html' title='Lillies'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-4217049061885929381</id><published>2008-07-08T09:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T10:11:59.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimpy, Limpy and Wimpy</title><summary type='text'>My family is seemingly afflicted with health problems at the time being.Meet Gimpy -My father was in an automobile accident on the Fourth of July in which a drunk drive attempted suicide by aiming at my father's semi-truck for a head on collision. He averted major disaster, but did end up with a torn spleen and an inoperable truck. No one was killed. I pray for the confused soul who was so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4217049061885929381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4217049061885929381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/07/gimpy-limpy-and-wimpy.html' title='Gimpy, Limpy and Wimpy'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-8415753950042403196</id><published>2008-07-05T23:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:27:33.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July</title><summary type='text'>Happy 4th! God Bless America!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8415753950042403196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8415753950042403196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/07/fourth-and-fifth.html' title='Fourth of July'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-1516615604827753100</id><published>2008-06-30T22:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T22:56:18.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bling@!</title><summary type='text'>We participated in Randy and Stephanie Tedy's wedding this weekend in Breckenridge, Colorado.  It was a beautiful event, unique and perfectly suited to the couple's tastes and personalities.  We felt so welcome and special and I believe everyone did!  They were so considerate of everyone . . . including pictures of all the wedded family members, remembering those who had passed and were not with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1516615604827753100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1516615604827753100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/06/bling.html' title='Bling@!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-3785557562556588824</id><published>2008-06-17T22:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:52:37.979-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to My Dear Friend</title><summary type='text'>Today it is my friend Jennifer's birthday. She brought ME coffee. I kinda dropped the ball. I want to do something incredible for her, and so I offered to clean her house, which she refused. She is embarrassed about it. This is coming from my friend who accompanied me to the obgyn last Friday for my 2nd visit to to make certain that the babe inside me didn't have a heartbeat. I told her that our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3785557562556588824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3785557562556588824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/06/birthday-to-my-dear-friend.html' title='Happy Birthday to My Dear Friend'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-5608379659291062951</id><published>2008-06-17T22:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:43:50.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pleasure of Hard Work</title><summary type='text'>After an emotionally draining weekend, and it was physically difficult too, this morning I headed out to the garden.  I was feeling overwhelmed by the prospect of hoeing the weeds and had a generally reluctant attitude - convincing myself that I'd only do it for 15 minutes and be done.  Well, as I worked in the morning sun, which wasn't too hot - I became distinctly aware of all of my senses and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/5608379659291062951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/5608379659291062951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/06/pleasure-of-hard-work.html' title='The Pleasure of Hard Work'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-6576331288247950495</id><published>2008-06-16T16:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:19:19.275-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten tiny fingers, ten tiny toes</title><summary type='text'>We have a child in heaven now.  Baby Ray Michael stopped growing at 10 weeks, 3 days.  The most consolation I have received was from my friend Jennifer who reminded me that I haven't "lost" a baby.  He is just not where I expected him to be . . . For all of you who have been at our side through this tumultuous week - thank you.  I praise God for the gift of good friends and family.  You are all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6576331288247950495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6576331288247950495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/06/ten-tiny-fingers-ten-tiny-toes.html' title='Ten tiny fingers, ten tiny toes'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-5284605394900803799</id><published>2008-06-10T07:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T08:15:38.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and the Campaign Trail</title><summary type='text'>My sister Nicki and my niece Hanna arrived Wednesday night.  Hanna spent the day with me and the kids while Nicki went to a training class.  We awoke to a wet, cold morning - but all three kids tromped outside with me to plant my long awaited WaySide Gardens plants, ordered by mail.  We got all of them in, without too much muddy laundry to follow. Friday was bustling as we hoed the garden (thank </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/5284605394900803799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/5284605394900803799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-and-campaign-trail.html' title='Life and the Campaign Trail'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-1762474888701897521</id><published>2008-06-05T23:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T23:22:15.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Nights</title><summary type='text'>I swore earlier in the evening that it was going to be an early bedtime, or at least an on-time, bed time.  However, this phenomenon is occuring at our house - campaign life is taking over! Dear hubby and I are becoming office buddies.  This is a fun endeavor and I try to be there with him while he's working . . . and help when he needs it.   Once I get past the initial hump of 10 pm, then the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1762474888701897521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1762474888701897521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/06/late-nights.html' title='Late Nights'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-3535582120152789393</id><published>2008-05-28T07:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:35:19.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News and Coffee!</title><summary type='text'>I have a daily morning routine in which I check my email.  Usually it is just to determine scheduling stuff, and to keep up with the news and friends.  Today, however I got two important messages regarding special people whom my heart has been breaking for.  So, my friend's sister, who was diagnosed with Thyroid cancer and is 22 weeks pregnant got the news that the cancer is slow growing and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3535582120152789393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/3535582120152789393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-news-and-coffee.html' title='Good News and Coffee!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-8511517299223642685</id><published>2008-05-26T22:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:43:49.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>But I'm not tired!</title><summary type='text'>So, we've been a little busy this weekend!  So busy in fact, that dear hubby ended up in bed this afternoon - totally wiped out!  Friday night his Catholic men's group had their last Familia meeting.  They celebrated, as it was the last meeting after 4 years of study together and they've completed the program. Saturday was filled with a non-traditional baby shower, which was called a Baby Bead </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8511517299223642685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8511517299223642685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/05/but-im-not-tired.html' title='But I&apos;m not tired!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-7471003392240143363</id><published>2008-05-15T17:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T17:23:52.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Candy Land!</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday and today were filled with planting our annuals in pots and the front flower bed.  Perrenials and bushes went in as well.  I did the shopping at a local nursery - Picadilly Nursery in Brighton - where they actually helped me!  I was greeted by about 4 employees, all eagerly tending to this or that and willing to assist me.  Bliss.   I did that shopping alone.  Double Bliss.  Last year, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7471003392240143363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7471003392240143363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/05/welcome-to-candy-land.html' title='Welcome to Candy Land!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-7071227639726083378</id><published>2008-05-12T14:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T14:56:23.399-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Turin's New Bible</title><summary type='text'>I planned to post a picture with Turin "reading" his new bible, but I'm having some software issues with my camera/computer connection.  In any case, Turin received a bible on Saturday as part of a moving on ceremony for our St. John Bosco Cooperative for Homeschooled Children.  Next year he will participate in a bible study once a week with other kids his age. I'm glad to see how attached he's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7071227639726083378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/7071227639726083378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/05/turins-new-bible.html' title='Turin&apos;s New Bible'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-2187331004108753095</id><published>2008-05-10T09:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T10:04:06.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Petit a' petit - Little by little . . .</title><summary type='text'>Do you ever feel like you can't quite choose what the "best" use of your time and energy would be?  I'm considering mowing the lawn, planning my garden, planning my son's schoolwork. . . while chasing down my 2 year old, who is out of her jammies, but running around in just underpants (too cute!).  I'm needing to go to the grocery store, buy gifts at various other stores, and take dear son to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2187331004108753095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2187331004108753095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/05/petit-petit-little-by-little.html' title='Petit a&apos; petit - Little by little . . .'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-2400182226668851518</id><published>2008-05-05T15:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T15:38:34.809-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Curses to Martha Stewart and Glitter!</title><summary type='text'>So, I attempted the cute May Day craft last Thursday while I had my kids and 3 boys from another family over.  All went well until my 2 year old commandeered the glitter. . . my floor will be magically sparkly until the 4th of July!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2400182226668851518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2400182226668851518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/05/curses-to-martha-stewart-and-glitter.html' title='Curses to Martha Stewart and Glitter!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-6432167586161390375</id><published>2008-05-01T07:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T07:16:42.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Blessings</title><summary type='text'>My birthday was last Wednesday, and still the cards and presents are trickling in!  I love this lingering part of any holiday or birthday celebration. . . It is like a bouquet of flowers that you know is going to fade out and pass its prime, but it persists as long as it can.  I have such wonderful friends and family.  It wasn't the quantity of cards or the presents that I received but it was the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6432167586161390375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6432167586161390375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday-blessings.html' title='Birthday Blessings'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-6163741151625300125</id><published>2008-05-01T06:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T07:05:54.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twelve Hour Respite</title><summary type='text'>My two darling children were put into bed, after a quick dunk in the tub at 6:15 pm last night.  Sounds ridiculous, but my 2 year old was asleep within minutes and slept until about 30 minutes ago, 6:30 am.  The 5 year old is still snoozing.  Darling daughter is cheerful and singing this morning, the twelve hour respite seems to have turned her around!  We'll see how my son does.  Yesterday was a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6163741151625300125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/6163741151625300125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/05/twelve-hour-respite.html' title='Twelve Hour Respite'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-2665579012933758134</id><published>2008-04-20T22:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:46:08.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Weekend</title><summary type='text'>We kept plenty busy this weekend!  Healthy Kids Day was sponsored by the University of Colorado, and we attended it - then off to Turin's soccer game.  A wedding reception followed in the evening.  My 2 year old daughter was mesmerized by the table decorations.  There were small fish bowls as the center piece with a single gold fish in each.  Needless to say, I believe that she attempted to climb</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2665579012933758134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/2665579012933758134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/04/beautiful-weekend.html' title='Beautiful Weekend'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-1950761874293495369</id><published>2008-04-10T22:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T08:00:58.149-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fledgling Shredder</title><summary type='text'>Our dear 5 year old son set a difficult reading goal in which the reward was learning to snowboard. Well, as of last Sunday he met the goal! So this week, his daddy took him up the hill (to Winter Park) and they spent the day falling down . . . getting up and falling down again. Dear Hubby said it was a good experience in persistence for our son. To my father, sorry Grandpa, you may have lost </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1950761874293495369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1950761874293495369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/04/fledgling-shredder.html' title='Fledgling Shredder'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-1302133044447003367</id><published>2008-04-07T17:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:27:20.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the Museum</title><summary type='text'>My son and I had a date today - at the Denver Museum of Nature and Science.  We picked up Oma and enjoyed the Gold Exhibit, the Alps Imax movie (phenomenal) and a planetarium show about how to become an astronaut.  Oma (my husband's mother) was so helpful and read the placards and signs so diligently to my son.  Turin's favorite part was, "everything, but the best part was seeing real gold."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1302133044447003367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/1302133044447003367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-at-museum.html' title='Day at the Museum'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-409652744059580884</id><published>2008-04-07T17:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:24:06.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Weekend</title><summary type='text'>The kids and I were well fed this weekend on many levels - physically with homemade pizza on Friday night and blueberry pancakes and other yummy treats on Sunday morning.   I was spiritually nurtured as I really enjoyed mass this morning - a mysterious haze settled over my children and they were so easy to manage, I nearly forgot they were there!  Our hearts were fed by spending time with good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/409652744059580884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/409652744059580884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-weekend.html' title='Fun Weekend'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-4516306864042461029</id><published>2008-04-05T11:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T12:04:49.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday. . .Projects</title><summary type='text'>Dear hubby is at Winter Park, Colorado on a Men's Retreat/Ski Trip with his buddies.  I am bouncing from one project to another. . .cleaned out the office closet which lead to two hours of shredding old financial documents. . . decided to paint magazine holders and ran out of paint. . . which leads to a trip to the craft store. . . also painting a toybox and shelf. . . which leads to a trip to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4516306864042461029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/4516306864042461029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/04/saturday-projects.html' title='Saturday. . .Projects'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-336736585386942359</id><published>2008-04-03T13:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T14:01:01.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bride's "Matron" Dress?</title><summary type='text'>Today I was fitted for a Brides Maid's dress, as I am to share the position of "Matron" of Honor with my sister-in-law for my cousin Lisa's wedding in August.  It was an awkward experience, trying on the dress and being fitted with my kids running circles around me in the bridal shop.  I could tell by the response from the gal helping me that I wasn't the traditional client that she was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/336736585386942359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/336736585386942359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/04/brides-matron-dress.html' title='Bride&apos;s &quot;Matron&quot; Dress?'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-8767334391645742329</id><published>2008-04-01T22:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:46:43.461-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom wins! Ha ha!</title><summary type='text'>Today was one of those fabulous days that comes so rarely that I feel the need to write it about it in order to remember it.  You see, my kids were more exhausted by the end of the day than I was. In fact, I think I may have hours of energy left in me, and it is 10:22 pm.  This is coming from a gal who likes to turn in at 9 pm, if I can.  The kids and I went to Catholic Biblical School this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8767334391645742329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/8767334391645742329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/04/mom-wins-ha-ha.html' title='Mom wins! Ha ha!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735470356217256087.post-866093931496127604</id><published>2008-03-31T19:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T20:00:38.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Erasers are well, almost magic!</title><summary type='text'>I love magic erasers - the little foam rectangles that make my home appear as if I didn't have a sharpie obsessed two year old lurking around the corner. I carry one around in my apron (yes, I do wear one) and use them nearly every day! I'm sad to say that today, after my dear daughter wrote on her baby Strawberry Shortcake's face and arms, the magic eraser finally met its match. It didn't come </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/866093931496127604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735470356217256087/posts/default/866093931496127604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrpriola.blogspot.com/2008/03/magic-erasers-are-well-almost-magic.html' title='Magic Erasers are well, almost magic!'/><author><name>Michelle Priola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18177589573863366020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jpV7AjNLB_Q/R4RWW9AhEPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OxTTTRgeEFE/S220/HPIM4427.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
