<?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-28862416</id><updated>2011-07-31T05:34:28.273-05:00</updated><category term='rally'/><category term='Hillary Clinton'/><category term='Anissa'/><category term='Waco'/><category term='politics'/><title type='text'>the L.* &amp; T.** of (the former) m.j.p.</title><subtitle type='html'>* life, love, laughter, learning, lunacy


** times, tribulations, theories, tricks, treats</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-6964575957181701735</id><published>2009-04-08T14:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:50:51.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We bought a house!</title><summary type='text'>As you may know, J &amp; I will be moving this spring to Bryan/College Station for his job (which I have felt for some time to be the complete antithesis of Austin).  We've been looking for a place to live, and were very anti-house buying until fairly recently.  We went down on Monday because J had meetings, and I went around with our fabulous realtors looking at houses.  Houses in our price range do</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/6964575957181701735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=6964575957181701735' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/6964575957181701735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/6964575957181701735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2009/04/pictures-from-mitsi.html' title='We bought a house!'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-3091237766839718988</id><published>2009-03-17T13:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T13:44:39.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I should be working on my proposal...</title><summary type='text'>...and I am.  But I also just found this link to our wedding photos on our photographer's blog! It's a nice, concise view of our really perfect wedding, much more manageable than the 600+ photos on the other link.Ok, back to work on my lit. review... I'm doing my proposal defense for my dissertation next Tuesday, so I should really get this finished, printed, bound, and distributed to my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/3091237766839718988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=3091237766839718988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/3091237766839718988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/3091237766839718988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-should-be-working-on-my-proposal.html' title='I should be working on my proposal...'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-1532072413006972044</id><published>2009-02-25T13:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:54:01.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Scenes</title><summary type='text'>[Scene 1:  Thursday night-- interior of small condo.  A couple prepares dinner together.]M: So, I've noticed that you've been dressing up for work lately.J: What do you mean?M: Well, for example, you're wearing a belt and a button-up shirt today.  You work at home.J: Yeah, well, I just feel like I get more done when I get ready in the morning.M: OK, that makes sense.[Scene 2:  Friday morning-- </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/1532072413006972044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=1532072413006972044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/1532072413006972044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/1532072413006972044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-scenes.html' title='Two Scenes'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-7386402650320833108</id><published>2009-02-16T15:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:07:44.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home. Work.</title><summary type='text'>So, it's been a very long time since I've blogged.  I've been thinking about posting for some time, but then I get all caught up in feeling like I need to "backlog" all that's happened to me since last I wrote.  Anyone who has ever skipped pages in their journal knows the feeling; you think that you'll come back to it, fill in the blanks.  Surely you'd never forget those precious experiences!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/7386402650320833108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=7386402650320833108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/7386402650320833108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/7386402650320833108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2009/02/home-work.html' title='Home. Work.'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-425970274877643892</id><published>2008-10-15T21:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:01:16.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Body Language...</title><summary type='text'>...speaks so loudly.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/425970274877643892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=425970274877643892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/425970274877643892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/425970274877643892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/10/body-language.html' title='Body Language...'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-8170717046775523120</id><published>2008-07-26T23:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:43:34.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding planning, made easy.</title><summary type='text'>I can see how people go crazy and turn into Bride-zillas with all the planning and decision-making involved in the production of a wedding.  Especially when one is trying to make all the "stakeholders" feel as though they're having their fair say in things.  Thus far, most of our stakeholders have done a really good job of restraining themselves when I'm sure they'd love to jump in and plan the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/8170717046775523120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=8170717046775523120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/8170717046775523120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/8170717046775523120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/07/wedding-planning-made-easy.html' title='Wedding planning, made easy.'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-6497920311344696765</id><published>2008-07-02T11:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T16:09:05.871-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra, extra, somebody's getting married!!!</title><summary type='text'>Yay! Josh and I are getting married! It's now officially official (though it's been unofficially official for at least a couple of weeks). I could go into lots of detail on the back story of how we met and fell in love, but for present purposes, I'll just give our engagement story. :)So, Josh and I have known that we wanted to get married pretty much since we met. Actually, I knew on the second </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/6497920311344696765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=6497920311344696765' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/6497920311344696765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/6497920311344696765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/07/extra-extra-somebodys-getting-married.html' title='Extra, extra, somebody&apos;s getting married!!!'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-8169824843290500516</id><published>2008-06-09T17:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T17:11:21.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Canine Fat Camp</title><summary type='text'>So, Murphy's been gone at camp for just over a month.He got home yesterday.Actually, the dog who ate Murphy came home yesterday.He is the rolliest, polliest, fattest version of Murph I have ever laid eyes on.Which is in stark contrast with his condition before "camp," when he was slim, trim, fit, and had run 60 miles during the month of April. Keeping up with people who were running (with his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/8169824843290500516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=8169824843290500516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/8169824843290500516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/8169824843290500516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/06/canine-fat-camp.html' title='Canine Fat Camp'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-7301078380374141249</id><published>2008-05-06T18:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T13:50:49.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here.  Safe.</title><summary type='text'>Check the trip blog for more details.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/7301078380374141249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=7301078380374141249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/7301078380374141249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/7301078380374141249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/05/here-safe.html' title='Here.  Safe.'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-2415255121425574939</id><published>2008-04-25T23:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:24:39.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Break-up with Blockbuster</title><summary type='text'>I've quite recently been told that the quality of writing on my blog has gone way down since I've been in love. To that comment, I'd like to respond with the following:Dear Blockbuster-I'm not sure how you've gotten my e-mail address, but seriously, enough is enough. Leave me alone. I'm ready to opt out.We had our good times, it's true. I'll always remember the many times I ran to you right at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/2415255121425574939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=2415255121425574939' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/2415255121425574939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/2415255121425574939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/04/break-up-with-blockbuster.html' title='Break-up with Blockbuster'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfQKZQfwW1U/SBKq5yjLvTI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ddhbMNTHKPE/s72-c/IMG_4571+crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-6430578432713574529</id><published>2008-04-23T11:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T11:16:48.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>prayers</title><summary type='text'>Josh's nephew Athan (who will be 1 at the end of May) had open-heart surgery this morning.  The surgery went well, but the recovery period will be pretty intense for baby and family.  Please keep this family (the Strebeck's) in your prayers...You can read all about Athan and see his sweet smiling face here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/6430578432713574529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=6430578432713574529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/6430578432713574529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/6430578432713574529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/04/prayers.html' title='prayers'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-1979987281824413586</id><published>2008-04-20T14:19:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T15:45:17.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bursting at the seams</title><summary type='text'>I am disgustingly happy. Seriously, feeling this giddy should almost be outlawed--except how would "they" know? Probably because I would blog about it. Ah, yes, so life is blissful and grand (with the exception of this giant metaphorical stack of papers I have to grade--they were all submitted electronically, so I can't just drop them down the stairs and give the heaviest ones the highest grades </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/1979987281824413586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=1979987281824413586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/1979987281824413586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/1979987281824413586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/04/bursting-at-seams.html' title='Bursting at the seams'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfQKZQfwW1U/SAuZbW2OMAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PRAJryWy3wg/s72-c/4-19-2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-2450624697143592422</id><published>2008-04-18T07:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T08:02:57.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All of my Friends are Always Right</title><summary type='text'>Ladies, this is for you:Perhaps I don't tell you this enough, but you're right.  Pretty much all the time.  I can be right, but typically in those times when I'm seeking counsel from you (or when I'm not, but you give it anyway), you're right.  You're right.  I stand corrected, because you're right.You were right for a long time about, well, you know.  You were all right.You were right yesterday,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/2450624697143592422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=2450624697143592422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/2450624697143592422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/2450624697143592422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-of-my-friends-are-always-right.html' title='All of my Friends are Always Right'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-7429166520224170204</id><published>2008-04-13T17:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T18:49:33.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Smit</title><summary type='text'>Pictured below is the object of such smit.   And after you read this, perhaps you'll be smitten, too.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/7429166520224170204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=7429166520224170204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/7429166520224170204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/7429166520224170204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/04/deep-smit.html' title='Deep Smit'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfQKZQfwW1U/SAKHq2JF9iI/AAAAAAAAAFk/6GFOa2YRYm4/s72-c/j%26m+b%26w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-3269001773295909141</id><published>2008-04-07T17:53:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:23:14.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Continued Validation from the World Around Me</title><summary type='text'>To my married lady friends: I think you're already aware of this phenomenon. Another clear example of the patriarchy at work.To my unmarried lady friends: What are we complaining about?!?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/3269001773295909141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=3269001773295909141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/3269001773295909141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/3269001773295909141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/04/continued-validation-from-world-around.html' title='Continued Validation from the World Around Me'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-7057205920915351955</id><published>2008-04-02T22:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:03:11.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trivial Pursuits</title><summary type='text'>So, we've recently formed a trivia league which competes in the live trivia night at Plucker's on Wednesday nights. Last week was our first night (when our team name was "The After-School Specials," and we had 10 people, 42 points [the winning team had 50], and a good starting experience).Tonight, with a new team name (Public Mastication, followed by various taglines [choking on the chicken, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/7057205920915351955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=7057205920915351955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/7057205920915351955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/7057205920915351955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/04/trivial-pursuits.html' title='Trivial Pursuits'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-3333107122720116221</id><published>2008-03-31T15:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T15:46:59.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Civic Engagement</title><summary type='text'>I have the day off today; this is the first day I've had off all semester (not counting Spring Break, which didn't really count, due to all the childcare). Well, I did miss one day of class for the rally several weeks back, but I digress. Today is a much-needed day for sleeping in, catching-up, writing papers, grading neglected papers, and restoring balance in my life.I spent the whole day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/3333107122720116221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=3333107122720116221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/3333107122720116221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/3333107122720116221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/03/civic-engagement.html' title='Civic Engagement'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfQKZQfwW1U/R_FLzm0hIbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/L_lOB0agdWM/s72-c/ass+greener.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-5015336939219867057</id><published>2008-03-24T09:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T10:03:40.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tardiness: Excused; Guilt Questioned</title><summary type='text'>I woke up earlier than usual this fine Monday morning to go do an observation at 8:00am. Being as how I have class at 9:00, I had pre-emailed my instructor that I would be late today.During the observation, I got a ton graded. I also may have made some brief observation notes (but did I mention how much I got graded?!?).I got to campus in time for class and even got a great parking space at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/5015336939219867057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=5015336939219867057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/5015336939219867057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/5015336939219867057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/03/tardiness-excused.html' title='Tardiness: Excused; Guilt Questioned'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-7883277229879105114</id><published>2008-03-23T18:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T19:21:55.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He is Risen!</title><summary type='text'>He is Risen, indeed!Happy Easter.  May you be blessed by the love of Christ.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/7883277229879105114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=7883277229879105114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/7883277229879105114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/7883277229879105114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/03/he-is-risen.html' title='He is Risen!'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-5188620159898105974</id><published>2008-03-19T11:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T11:46:42.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy anniversary, girls!</title><summary type='text'>Today is the girls' 3-month anniversary.  We're quite happy together.  I found the "before" picture last night on a stroll down photo-memory lane (after taking a 3 hour nap that totally messed up my regular night's sleeping), so decided to wear the same thing for an "after" picture.  Check out how the shirt doesn't have the stretch wrinkles!  The girls are by no means tiny, but they are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/5188620159898105974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=5188620159898105974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/5188620159898105974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/5188620159898105974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-anniversary-girls.html' title='Happy anniversary, girls!'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfQKZQfwW1U/R-FCTl_-2pI/AAAAAAAAAFU/HGCrUDCHGPY/s72-c/before-after.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-6151823059305097500</id><published>2008-03-17T13:12:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T14:28:22.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not easy being green.</title><summary type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day. Apparently, it's kind of a big deal to some people... on the way home, the parking lot of the Dog &amp; Duck was full of people celebrating in revelry. What I want to know is, how did they get the day off? Also, what's up with St. Patrick? Something about snakes and getting them the hell outta Ireland, maybe? I'm absolutely for getting rid of snakes by any means possible, so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/6151823059305097500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=6151823059305097500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/6151823059305097500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/6151823059305097500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-not-easy-being-green.html' title='It&apos;s not easy being green.'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfQKZQfwW1U/R97EUV_-2oI/AAAAAAAAAFM/kZE6vytqNvM/s72-c/Yahoo+Screen+Shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-1266470757180932178</id><published>2008-03-11T23:14:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T00:59:31.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Salute to Those who Own Toddlers</title><summary type='text'>Lincoln with his bear, "Tartar"As one who lives on her own, there are many things I take for granted. These things are brought into spectacular view when sharing my home with a 3-year-old. For example, on my own, I typically tend to have sufficient quantities of:paper towelsclean sheetstowelstoilet paperclean dishesfood that is appealing to the general population of the houseprivacyThat is all a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/1266470757180932178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=1266470757180932178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/1266470757180932178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/1266470757180932178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/03/salute-to-those-who-own-toddlers.html' title='A Salute to Those who Own Toddlers'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfQKZQfwW1U/R9dh-V_-2fI/AAAAAAAAAEE/nyj70Sb6ti0/s72-c/linc+%26+tartar+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-2343056126139202919</id><published>2008-03-06T10:31:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T13:52:54.945-06:00</updated><title type='text'>freaky friday [especially since it's thursday]</title><summary type='text'>Second freakiest thing I've seen this week: THIS AD I only wish I would have been clever enough to have written this about it:"Unless this product is PhotoShop in a bottle, I seriously doubt that you will go from looking like a 90-year-old woman who's spent her life living on the beach to a sun-kissed 20-something after using it. As Judge Judy would say, "Don't pee on my leg and tell me it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/2343056126139202919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=2343056126139202919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/2343056126139202919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/2343056126139202919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/03/freaky-friday-especially-since-its.html' title='freaky friday [especially since it&apos;s thursday]'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfQKZQfwW1U/R9Ac1QZvoOI/AAAAAAAAADk/4WDo9r3P_ik/s72-c/dermitage+ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-6528699711815539638</id><published>2008-03-04T10:00:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:24:16.074-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Austinization</title><summary type='text'> Murphy &amp; Skippy really like the new blog header (check out how grey Murph's muzzle is getting! It's creeping towards his goatee. He is getting up there... almost 3!)In honor of the new Austinized format of the blog, I feel it apropos to include some images of this past idyllic Austin weekend. My continuing journey towards complete Austinization made some great progress last weekend.For starters,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/6528699711815539638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=6528699711815539638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/6528699711815539638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/6528699711815539638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/03/austinization.html' title='Austinization'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfQKZQfwW1U/R82CyJrTRyI/AAAAAAAAADU/93soB1VXTmc/s72-c/IMG_4232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-5058308515941671412</id><published>2008-03-02T00:24:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T02:39:58.986-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hillary Clinton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anissa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rally'/><title type='text'>Don't tell Sarah's mom...</title><summary type='text'>It's been a busy week. It's been a FABULOUS weekend. There is so much to blog about, but I'm going to try to stay on topic for a bit.On Thursday, Anissa called and convinced me to skip class Friday to go with her to Waco for a Clinton rally [incidentally, she tried to convince me to cancel class Thursday so we could go to an Obama rally... what a bad influence that one is]. So Friday morning, I </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2d4f0dac872ace4c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/5058308515941671412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=5058308515941671412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/5058308515941671412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/5058308515941671412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-tell-sarahs-mom.html' title='Don&apos;t tell Sarah&apos;s mom...'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfQKZQfwW1U/R8pL3tMp6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ws5Y-xSKn1M/s72-c/IMG_4175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-8160471165469750978</id><published>2008-02-25T00:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T01:13:04.111-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitches get stuff done!</title><summary type='text'>Topic #1: BITCHESRegardless of your political affiliation, you should definitely check out this video.  You can fast forward to where there's 2:09 left if you want. Yeah!  Don't you feel all fired up now!  Seriously.  Bitch is the new black!  Couldn't have put it better myself.I have a sort of girl crush on Tina Fey.  I really think we'd be good friends.  Amy Poehler, too (plus she's married to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/8160471165469750978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=8160471165469750978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/8160471165469750978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/8160471165469750978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/02/bitches-get-stuff-done.html' title='Bitches get stuff done!'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-9184477603412561111</id><published>2008-02-22T12:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T12:28:33.469-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Da' beers, da' Bears, De' bate</title><summary type='text'>[this has nothing to do with Da' Bears, but I like saying it]I'm so bummed out that only 100 students got to attend last night's debate.  I'm also a little irritated because one of my classmates (who's an international student--not going to be able to vote here) DID get to go.  Grrrrr.  Of course, that irritation might be linked to the general malaise of my stomach from having beer, fried pickles</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/9184477603412561111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=9184477603412561111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/9184477603412561111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/9184477603412561111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/02/da-beers-da-bears-de-bate.html' title='Da&apos; beers, da&apos; Bears, De&apos; bate'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-4417560143521915461</id><published>2008-02-18T16:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:43:12.821-06:00</updated><title type='text'>proud moment</title><summary type='text'>So, I'm giving a test at this very moment.  And just about 2 minutes ago, I was backing up to get something, and I literally FELL OUT OF MY CHAIR.Yes, that's right, in front of this group of college students who are 1/2 mine and 1/2 not, I fell on my ass, out of my chair.  I'm so proud.There's a reason my middle name is Joy instead of Grace.[They did say that I provided a great intermission from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/4417560143521915461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=4417560143521915461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/4417560143521915461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/4417560143521915461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/02/proud-moment.html' title='proud moment'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-5118384312886787703</id><published>2008-02-17T23:22:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T00:18:28.067-06:00</updated><title type='text'>irony, 2s, songs</title><summary type='text'>I just read three articles for class about blogs. Now I'm blogging about reading blogs. The best way I can explain what's going on in my brain right now is by means of this stunning visual aid:This weekend was a weekend of twos:2 runs 'round the lake (progressively building endurance... We ran [vs. walked] more of the distance today than Friday!)2 times the parking lot was filled with fire trucks</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/5118384312886787703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=5118384312886787703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/5118384312886787703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/5118384312886787703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/02/irony-2s-songs.html' title='irony, 2s, songs'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfQKZQfwW1U/R7kWWJECBDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ochb5rl1LbY/s72-c/cap+cap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-1872842202808278729</id><published>2008-02-15T00:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T00:35:39.767-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Timothy 3:2-7, 9</title><summary type='text'>People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, ungrateful, unholy, without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God--having a form of godliness but denying its power.  Have nothing to do with them.They are the kind who worm their way into homes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/1872842202808278729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=1872842202808278729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/1872842202808278729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/1872842202808278729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/02/2-timothy-32-7-9.html' title='2 Timothy 3:2-7, 9'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-6848687158946613950</id><published>2008-02-13T21:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T21:49:14.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog o'the Week</title><summary type='text'>1) I had a kick-ass lesson plan the other day; it was actually 2 kick-ass lessons rolled into one.  We practiced assessing ELLs' English proficiency using the SOLOM and the 5 Stages of Language Acquisition (while simultaneously learning about concurrent validity and inter-rater reliability).  Then, I split my students into random groups and assigned each one a candidate to research their views on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/6848687158946613950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=6848687158946613950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/6848687158946613950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/6848687158946613950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-othe-week.html' title='Blog o&apos;the Week'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-8767751849098520018</id><published>2008-01-29T21:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:33:43.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>peak experience</title><summary type='text'>Oh my.I had the most wonderful amazing-sushi-fatabulousness experience this evening.I'm sort of in shock from the wonder.Joon Yee &amp; I went to Uchi, and now that I think about it, I don't know if I even have words to describe the grandeur of it all... we both made happy sighing noises all the way home from the restaurant.  The sashimi--good.  The tasty bits of sea bass drizzling in citrus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/8767751849098520018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=8767751849098520018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/8767751849098520018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/8767751849098520018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/01/peak-experience.html' title='peak experience'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-3461572833919450676</id><published>2008-01-23T00:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T01:07:14.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ok</title><summary type='text'>Over the last couple of years, playlists have come to play quite a significant role in my life... Titles of some more emotionally-charged lists include (in alpha order): bad bad man, happy love, heartbreak, missing you, sabbath, and splitsville.Looking back over these lists tonight, I decided to put together a new playlist for the space I'm in now.  The title: being ok.It's taken me a bit to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/3461572833919450676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=3461572833919450676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/3461572833919450676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/3461572833919450676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/01/ok.html' title='ok'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-7987380736859615418</id><published>2008-01-21T17:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T10:33:28.455-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MLK Weekend Airport Rant</title><summary type='text'>Lubbock, TX= safest airport in the US of A?  Maybe.  Also MOST ANNOYING.  This is the 2nd time I’ve been stopped there and had something taken away from me (well, this time it was almost taken away from me… but I went and checked another freaking bag so it wouldn’t be) that “holds more than 3.4 ounces” yet is EVER SO CLEARLY NOT FILLED TO CAPACITY.  Last time it was a tube of toothpaste.  This </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/7987380736859615418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=7987380736859615418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/7987380736859615418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/7987380736859615418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2008/01/mlk-weekend-airport-rant.html' title='MLK Weekend Airport Rant'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-5256785373150224468</id><published>2007-12-01T15:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T15:16:00.295-06:00</updated><title type='text'>brain in a vice</title><summary type='text'>"And so, from too much reading and too little sleep, his brains dried up and he lost his wits." -Cervantes, Don QuixoteI'm quite sure it's happened to me.  Maybe this very day.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/5256785373150224468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=5256785373150224468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/5256785373150224468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/5256785373150224468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2007/12/brain-in-vice.html' title='brain in a vice'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-1888659233115647366</id><published>2007-11-17T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T11:44:28.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Processing while putting off studying</title><summary type='text'>My study spots are the best places because there's no lingering memories of you in any of them (although you would like the one where I am this morning--they use compostable cups &amp; utensils made from cornstarch; plus, they have delicious food and drink and it's proprietor-run).I have an appetite again (for more than beer).I have a list again of places to go and things to do in the city; it's just</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/1888659233115647366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=1888659233115647366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/1888659233115647366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/1888659233115647366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2007/11/processing-while-putting-off-studying.html' title='Processing while putting off studying'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-681654771828755486</id><published>2007-11-07T22:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T22:58:52.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturn's Return</title><summary type='text'>I don't typically buy into astrology... I just don't know how it jives with my spiritual worldview and it seems kind of like hocus pocus.That being said, there are at times things I run across that do make quite a bit of sense. There are descriptions of us Scorpios that seem to peg me completely. And while the idea that the position of the planets could affect my life seems a little far-fetched, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/681654771828755486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=681654771828755486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/681654771828755486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/681654771828755486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2007/11/saturns-return.html' title='Saturn&apos;s Return'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-6788809589846974466</id><published>2007-11-05T16:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T16:05:22.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>two days!</title><summary type='text'>yeah!  two days!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/6788809589846974466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=6788809589846974466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/6788809589846974466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/6788809589846974466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2007/11/two-days.html' title='two days!'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-1709672989165457073</id><published>2007-11-03T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T00:21:46.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><summary type='text'>My heart, my heart, my aching heart.This wasn’t my intention. This hurts.I never wanted to not be an individual. I always want to be myself.I just also have wanted to be with you. Together, individual, with you.Cooperation, not compromise. Why couldn’t we figure it out?This is the saddest thing to me. Because I know you can be what I need. And I feel like I can be for you.snowy days with Scrabble</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/1709672989165457073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=1709672989165457073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/1709672989165457073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/1709672989165457073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2007/11/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-710280082870114296</id><published>2007-10-31T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:26:47.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Restriction of Time</title><summary type='text'>I feel like I'm stuck a little bit right now, and just wanted to blab, but not really to talk on the phone to anyone (weird, yes, I know). Well, I would talk to one person in particular, but I feel like I can't right now. That strain is part of my stuck.I realize that I have not written on this blog in more than one year. What a tremendously eventful year it has been. I've entered a new decade, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/710280082870114296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=710280082870114296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/710280082870114296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/710280082870114296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2007/10/restriction-of-time.html' title='The Restriction of Time'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-115956185611069763</id><published>2006-09-29T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T15:39:19.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Scar is Born</title><summary type='text'>&lt;-- me in the ER being prepped for the ORThis week has proven to be a bit tumultuous. It was going to be filled with school, school, observations, and more school, but instead featured a trip to the Urgent Care Center, blood tests, a trip to the ER, more blood tests, an ultrasound, my first ever trip to the OR, my first ever general anesthesia, and one emergency appendectomy! That's sort of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/115956185611069763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=115956185611069763' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/115956185611069763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/115956185611069763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2006/09/scar-is-born.html' title='A Scar is Born'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-115253681265144781</id><published>2006-07-10T08:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T08:06:52.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporary Blog Relocation</title><summary type='text'>The L.* &amp; T.** of m.j.p. will be temporarily down while its author is on location in Taipei, Taiwan. For updates and musings on her adventures there, please re-direct yourself to the Taiwan blog.Xie-xie ni.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/115253681265144781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=115253681265144781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/115253681265144781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/115253681265144781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2006/07/temporary-blog-relocation.html' title='Temporary Blog Relocation'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-115024102949632438</id><published>2006-06-13T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T18:24:27.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lappy's Crappy Attitude</title><summary type='text'>Hello, loyal fans and patrons of the L.* &amp; T.** of m.j.p.Please pardon my recent absence from the blog scene. SOMEONE (who shall remain nameless, though his initials are D.E.L.L.) came back from technology camp with quite the attitude.We've been going round and round since his return-- he was lazy and extremely slow moving, but he wouldn't sleep (literally, he would stay awake for hours on end </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/115024102949632438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=115024102949632438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/115024102949632438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/115024102949632438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2006/06/lappys-crappy-attitude.html' title='Lappy&apos;s Crappy Attitude'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-114948326591321690</id><published>2006-06-04T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T23:54:25.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Net Flix Fix</title><summary type='text'>Hi, my name is Mitsi, and I'm an addict.I'm addicted to the internet.For real.This realization was made complete today (day 4 without my laptop... ok maybe it's just 3 1/2, but I'm rounding up), after a generous friend* allowed me uninterrrupted internet usage at my leisure.  The suspicion was already there (see previous post regarding my reluctance to send off my in-need-of-repair Lappy McLaptop</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/114948326591321690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=114948326591321690' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/114948326591321690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/114948326591321690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2006/06/net-flix-fix.html' title='Net &lt;s&gt;Flix&lt;/s&gt; Fix'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-114911409275233799</id><published>2006-05-31T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T23:23:18.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Technology Camp</title><summary type='text'>Ah yes- Technology Camp. The words bring tears of joy to the hearts of most little dorky kids like me.* However, this summer's technology camp is a different sort, more of the heartbreaking variety. Indeed, for the next 10 to 15 business days, my technology is going away to camp.It started with Lil' Blanco (my iPod), who began giving me sad iPod face:45 minutes into my long-ass 7 hour haul from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/114911409275233799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=114911409275233799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/114911409275233799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/114911409275233799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2006/05/technology-camp.html' title='Technology Camp'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-114879216759560359</id><published>2006-05-29T03:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T17:28:17.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>While the cat's away...</title><summary type='text'>As you likely know (if you've talked to me at all since last September) I work part-time at a store belonging to a rather well-known and widespread chain that contributes to the well-being of society through massive caffeine consumption (in addition to other principles). I really quite enjoy my job there, although lately I may have become somewhat extremely bitter, which isn't a thing one should </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/114879216759560359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=114879216759560359' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/114879216759560359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/114879216759560359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2006/05/while-cats-away.html' title='While the cat&apos;s away...'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28862416.post-114878897420110998</id><published>2006-05-27T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T23:02:54.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mild Superlative</title><summary type='text'>I have recently come to discover the beauty of the usage of mild superlatives.  Yes, mild superlatives.  Let me explain.  I was recently talking with a friend on the phone [wonder of wonders] about plans to get together to work on papers and/or get some food in the process.  She made the statement, "I AM a little bit starving," which gave me pause and planted the seed of the concept of the mild </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/feeds/114878897420110998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28862416&amp;postID=114878897420110998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/114878897420110998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28862416/posts/default/114878897420110998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mitsislife.blogspot.com/2006/05/mild-superlative.html' title='The Mild Superlative'/><author><name>mitsi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/247/2135/640/mit%2003.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
