<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 14:55:33 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Traveling Knitter</title><description></description><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>273</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-376998139632661826</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 13:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-17T07:27:29.147-06:00</atom:updated><title>But winter hasn't started yet!!!</title><atom:summary type='text'>A little perspective:  I've gone out to fill that bird feeder, which hangs from my laundry line, which in summer I have to stand on tip toe to unhook and fill up.</atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/but-winter-hasnt-started-yet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__PyLSVTqTpU/SyoxaKzQ6yI/AAAAAAAABAU/DKmtCjIdhfg/s72-c/hobbies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-4313566540678743058</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 21:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-14T15:53:38.220-06:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Holiday!</title><atom:summary type='text'>From our stash to yours.</atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-holiday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__PyLSVTqTpU/SyazyOqcXXI/AAAAAAAABAM/2pRmVqvBeRM/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-7801842265228341264</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Dec 2009 16:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-06T10:41:59.124-06:00</atom:updated><title>Seams to me</title><atom:summary type='text'>  Blatantly bragging about my seaming.     And shot of the decrease row markers in action.  I took the number that I needed (13) and hung them from a stitch marker on the work, then as I completed each repeat I hung the #'d marker appropriately.  It makes putting the project down and coming back days later very easy.  Which is apparently an integral part of my knitting style.  In knitting I am </atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/seams-to-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__PyLSVTqTpU/SxvcghlOimI/AAAAAAAAA_o/y1GBGmiD71g/s72-c/IMG_2308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-3063188229708443308</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 20:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-17T14:17:01.680-06:00</atom:updated><title>Trading the word in for a question</title><atom:summary type='text'>It's that time of year again; actually depending on your calendar I could be considered late.  I've been puzzling over the guiding "word" for this next year. The truth of the Word, is in it's function as a tool.  Compass, measuring stick, hammer.I finally realised this year, I want a question:"Who would I be, if I weren't who I am?"I'm not talking about delving as deep as Byron Katie. But We've </atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/trading-word-in-for-question.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-4679947193557627051</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 18:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T12:07:19.880-06:00</atom:updated><title>Picking myself up off the floor</title><atom:summary type='text'>It didn't take 4-6 weeks after all.  I PASSED!  Looking at the score breakdown; I missed the 5 questions I thought I would, and for the practical...remember the story of ABD?  Well, because of the following the statutes, not the testing (doing ABD) I totally skunked the points for that part of the protocol, but did everything else for a perfect score - making the total high enough to pass.  End </atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/picking-myself-up-off-floor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-4457863652275777445</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 00:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-11T18:37:36.399-06:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Thoughts</title><atom:summary type='text'>Since discussion of the test is verboten, how about some goodness?But first:  thank you veterans and all who are currently serving. I cast on the hot viral knit Damson in Dream in Color Smooshy in ButterPeeps, and now I don't want to work on anything else.  I love the yarn, I love the texture, I love the color, and I even love the "boring" garter stitch part of this project. I made myself a </atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thoughts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__PyLSVTqTpU/SvtWibzmdcI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/GnieitxW08g/s72-c/Damson+row+37.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-6875488398840914593</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 12:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T06:35:23.341-06:00</atom:updated><title>I don't want to talk about it.</title><atom:summary type='text'>The test, that is. I either passed it splendidly, or failed it splendidly. Usually I leave a test with a sense of whether or not I passed. For instance, I have no qualms about the written exam. I can think of 5 questions I may have gotten wrong, and I can miss 35 to pass.It's the practical that has my adrenals doing the dance. On the bright side...the person I needed showed up. (Yay!) On the dark</atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-want-to-talk-about-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-4069491512910526577</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 18:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-25T13:57:46.146-05:00</atom:updated><title>Calling on the Good in the Universe</title><atom:summary type='text'>Next Monday I sit for a very important State Board. Well, the Universe will not collapse into a black hole sucking all life in with it if I fail. However, it's been a heck of a journey to this moment in time. It has involved literally Years of testing and effort. It has involved thousands of dollars. It has involved dealing with bureaucracy until you want to rip out your own ear drums. All for </atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/calling-on-good-in-universe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-5950760477374032616</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 23:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-16T07:05:34.485-05:00</atom:updated><title>Boxing the Compass</title><atom:summary type='text'>  A finished object!  These are Wendy D. Johnson's Peace Socks worked in a worsted weight yarn but at a sock gauge.  They were part of the Socks from the Toe Up KAL, and included some pattern modifications purely as a matter of taste.  Highly recommend as a fast, easy knit if you are determined to make socks as a last minute gift.  This little jewel is the southern point of my compass.  Alisha's </atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/boxing-compass.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__PyLSVTqTpU/Sthcsff4ipI/AAAAAAAAA-w/3lY6MbmfVZ8/s72-c/Finished+Peace.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-1243959541673578370</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 01:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-02T20:47:14.880-05:00</atom:updated><title>My kingdom for a photographer!</title><atom:summary type='text'>Well, I finally finished something -  my February Lady Sweater!(so not linking to that pattern, because y'all are serious knitters and know to what I refer) 6993 projects on Ravelry with 3846 posted as finished.I wish I had a human to photograph me in it though, the only pictures I could take were...well...you'll see  : ) I used 14 balls of Valley Yarns Sugarloaf, an easy to care for yarn, which </atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-kingdom-for-photographer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__PyLSVTqTpU/SsaquuRBAMI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/ufnZ3Sh6Cew/s72-c/crop+for+ravelry+FLS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-2719647729868232741</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 13:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-18T09:13:39.174-05:00</atom:updated><title>May you be inscribed.</title><atom:summary type='text'>For You are He Who remembers forever all forgotten things -- Rosh Hashanah Musaf Amidah.Another year has alternately whisked/dragged by. In an odd twist, I am home and TAO is not. Which I can tell you, feels very odd. When I think of this house, I picture TAO in it somewhere. And the dogs are confused, they're used to not knowing when I'm coming through the door, but Dad comes home by dark - </atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/may-you-be-inscribed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-115966357387078863</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 21:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-12T17:15:56.300-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Project that almost didn't live</title><atom:summary type='text'>Behold the Alpha tank.  So named because of the yarn, Online Alpha.  There are alot of reasons this item almost never came about.  I bought the yarn while doped up from surgery - this is obvious - how can you tell?  It's Pink.  Seriously, pink. Frick.Overlooking the pinkness (something that I have none of in my wardrobe because I loathe it), it is a lovely set of hues - in a cotton.  Had I </atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/project-that-almost-didnt-live.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__PyLSVTqTpU/SqwYATb72-I/AAAAAAAAA-I/FJv83KJuKzg/s72-c/cropped+alpha+tank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-7029400336967407379</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 20:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-10T15:24:27.527-05:00</atom:updated><title>This little piggie.</title><atom:summary type='text'>That would be me.  I am packing to hit the road again, and trying to be mature about packing the knitting.  All I can say is "oink oink".  Never mind a realistic look at how many hours a week I work, have call, workout, study for the boards, need to sleep, etc etc.  I want to take alllllll my books and alllllll my stash; because well, what if I pack only these things and then get bored with them?</atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-little-piggie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-351308605703643791</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Aug 2009 12:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-22T08:46:53.142-05:00</atom:updated><title>Taking it all</title><atom:summary type='text'>The credit and the blame, that is.Blame: Through actions completely my own I find that the next 4 weeks are going to be frenetic. It's time to pack and move again, followed by jury duty, State Boards, and the High Holidays. Blame: I have, again, miscalculated the food situation, and overbooked my Tasks list. My genetics apparently include some deep set hoarding instinct. At the end of every </atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/08/taking-it-all.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__PyLSVTqTpU/So_0gQApVcI/AAAAAAAAA94/XS8Z0HED6oI/s72-c/flssleeve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-116278599384610978</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2009 00:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-02T19:50:46.173-05:00</atom:updated><title>Hopes - crushed and wildly fulfilled</title><atom:summary type='text'>We have an apple tree, two pear trees, and a cherry tree.  We rarely get any cherries because of the Grosbeaks, and Bond the Cairn terror terrier eats the apples off the lower branches.  He also wishes he could leap as high as the pears, but has to settle for windfall. I drove home for the weekend - mental health being worth the cost of gas.  Of course, after months on living in a hotel, I want </atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/08/hopes-crushed-and-wildly-fulfilled.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-6677353538998413995</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 22:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-26T17:56:06.174-05:00</atom:updated><title>Not listening</title><atom:summary type='text'>La La La La...not listening Universe...not listening.We've got 221 days until vacation, and while I should be packing to move on down the road from this assignment, I am beleaguering the reference desk with book requests about the area and surfing the web.  Lo! I come across a job listing for just the town I would want to move to if I were to move to that part of the country, and a nice real </atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-listening.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__PyLSVTqTpU/SmzdCj3y5QI/AAAAAAAAA9o/cotSQGxB1fo/s72-c/nanners+done.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-7917145140021315526</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 23:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-23T18:42:56.785-05:00</atom:updated><title>The shrinking sweater</title><atom:summary type='text'>I was doing so good with my FLS, but then decided that I wanted the sleeve to fit differently and so had to rip an Entire Sleeve.  Sigh  But those couture, custom fitted clothes are so worth it in the end.224 days to vacation.</atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/07/shrinking-sweater.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-7216044216666599138</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2009 00:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-14T19:22:17.405-05:00</atom:updated><title>Full!</title><atom:summary type='text'>My plate, life, the needles, hard-drive, everything but the petrol tank.I'm not complaining.  This "Whoof, don't add one more thing" feeling, gave me the impetus to book a vacation.  233 days from now TAO and I will be getting on a plane and vacating for an entire week!  Already booked the lodging, plane, parking, car ~ all we need is a house/dog sitter; anyone ever felt the driving need to relax</atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/07/full.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-221383555221305408</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Jul 2009 22:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-05T18:05:30.145-05:00</atom:updated><title>FOs are blooming</title><atom:summary type='text'>Done! My Snapdragon socks are finished, with two of a gauge that let me put them on.  I suppose I could have just knit the second sock to match the first gauge and given them as a gift, but Snapdragons are my favourite flower, and, well...I'm not that giving. (and I have so few hand-knit sock worthies in my life.) I'm not certain about the sudden and swift pooling that occurred on each sock, I </atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/07/fos-are-blooming.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__PyLSVTqTpU/SlEwkEr5Z1I/AAAAAAAAA9c/I-XTqpq5_6A/s72-c/snapdragon+socks+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-3806936916255049672</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 12:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-25T05:38:35.835-05:00</atom:updated><title>Wednesday</title><atom:summary type='text'>The Heat forced the poor peony to bare it's heart.  The hotel has one of those sensors that shuts down the HVAC when you leave the room, so everything freezes or roasts.  Still, I feel like that little Peony gave it's all.</atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/06/wednesday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__PyLSVTqTpU/SkDMQJpQn4I/AAAAAAAAA9U/Q9GZdnEBms4/s72-c/peonies+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-6519212596886136024</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 12:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-24T06:39:53.953-05:00</atom:updated><title>Tuesday</title><atom:summary type='text'>By Tuesday the entire room was saturated with this little flower's fragrant glory.</atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/06/tuesday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__PyLSVTqTpU/SkDLzOs5qhI/AAAAAAAAA9M/JziWc2CnyXs/s72-c/peonies+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-2769802523707186472</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 12:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-23T07:26:48.285-05:00</atom:updated><title>Monday</title><atom:summary type='text'>There is this one lonely little peony giving it's all to brighten up my hotel room</atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__PyLSVTqTpU/SkDJIfUGcQI/AAAAAAAAA9E/FpsxRMRoUCI/s72-c/peonies+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-1335240657731116373</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jun 2009 14:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-14T09:54:39.378-05:00</atom:updated><title>Spring Fever</title><atom:summary type='text'>Beautiful flowers courtesy of TAO, just becauseWarning:  Long Post to follow.In Knitting content we have the following:Cast on the February Lady Sweater -  I figure if I can get one lace repeat done a week I'll have it finished just in time for October wearing. And I'm doing it with a friend in NY, so we are having a nice time. I'm also KALing the Lacy Rib Socks from Wendy D. Johnson's Socks from</atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/06/spring-fever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__PyLSVTqTpU/SjUOiHN80II/AAAAAAAAA80/HCT3oUl3poc/s72-c/bouquet+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-3330150215482458766</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 15:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-30T11:07:22.670-05:00</atom:updated><title>Alive!</title><atom:summary type='text'>It was all well survived.  Although TAO may be exhausted from treating me like the "Empress of the Known &amp; Unknown Universe".  All of which was totally his idea.What was surprising was how much I missed being able to workout.  So my Nurturance list for June will include various gentle exercises, where I plan to enjoy the feeling instead of cursing the time/effort. The happiest highest point was </atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/05/alive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__PyLSVTqTpU/SiFY6TWxyUI/AAAAAAAAA8E/3Zgb6txF5Tc/s72-c/Rockin+the+Hold+finished+(6).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27693277.post-7541780426315767936</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 17:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-04T12:31:00.547-05:00</atom:updated><title>Closed for Repairs</title><atom:summary type='text'>The blog is going to be closed for a bit as I apparently am in need of repair.  I am going to have abdominal surgery next week, which is also Mother's Day/Death Anniversary weekend; both of which I fully expect to knock me down a little.  So my primary focus for the next bit is going to be healing and getting back up to speed at work since contracts have ugly and costly clauses for </atom:summary><link>http://elysbeth.blogspot.com/2009/05/closed-for-repairs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elysbeth)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item></channel></rss>