<?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-22153796</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:17:02.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>= brr! =</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-2188315244757526692</id><published>2009-03-26T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:45:47.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assemblage: Aurora</title><summary type='text'>This is one of my favorite things, EVER. (click an image to enlarge)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/2188315244757526692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=2188315244757526692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/2188315244757526692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/2188315244757526692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/assemblage-aurora.html' title='Assemblage: Aurora'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fkeLFygm_K8/SczzpmeTmTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/WMjCt5evvBs/s72-c/assemblage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-6402463847921837429</id><published>2009-03-25T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T11:28:30.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vocabulary</title><summary type='text'>A vocabulary exercise from school. Transcription: Certain: I will where [sic] clothesLikely: I will brush my teethUnlikely: Me beat Mario Kart Wii [ed: "I will win at Mario Kart on the Wii"] Impossible: I will be naked tomorrow</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/6402463847921837429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=6402463847921837429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/6402463847921837429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/6402463847921837429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/vocabulary.html' title='Vocabulary'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fkeLFygm_K8/Scp3gf_UOQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/iTCRLpm6h60/s72-c/vocabulary.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-757627712208241034</id><published>2009-02-27T19:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:25:49.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing Focus</title><summary type='text'>I woke up one morning a month or so ago and Joe was coughing quite a bit. I went into his room and found he had thrown up, but didn't seem to be feeling too badly otherwise.Mommy: Did you throw up?Joe: Yes.M: Just now?J: Well, the first time was 3:30 in the morning, then again at about 3:50, then about five minutes ago.M: Oh, honey, why didn't you wake Daddy or me up to let us know?J (looking at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/757627712208241034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=757627712208241034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/757627712208241034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/757627712208241034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2009/02/losing-focus.html' title='Losing Focus'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-268350124934965444</id><published>2009-01-14T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:21:00.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEEP</title><summary type='text'>So, the boys were fighting last night, and I took some time out with each to talk about what happened.Mommy: What was going on?Joe: Andrew called me a name, and I asked him to stop. He wouldn't stop, so I hit him.M: What did he call you?J: A "beep-beep".M: I'd like to know the actual words.J: A "beep-beep".M: He called you a "beep-beep"?J: Yes. But in the 'bad word' way.M: So, what were the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/268350124934965444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=268350124934965444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/268350124934965444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/268350124934965444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-boys-were-fighting-last-night-and-i.html' title='BEEP'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-3039056771790222812</id><published>2009-01-14T17:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:27:47.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Snowflakes falling downblanketing the town with snowmuffling out the sound-Andrew</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3039056771790222812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=3039056771790222812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/3039056771790222812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/3039056771790222812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2009/01/snowflakes-falling-down-blanketing-town.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-3267907362216199599</id><published>2007-09-19T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T13:05:40.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking care of our valuable assets</title><summary type='text'>I stopped at the liquor store on the way home from work the other day. Somehow it seems wrong to put the beer and wine in the empty child seat.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/3267907362216199599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=3267907362216199599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/3267907362216199599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/3267907362216199599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2007/09/taking-care-of-our-valuable-assets.html' title='Taking care of our valuable assets'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-115141448070657201</id><published>2006-06-27T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T06:21:20.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>true love</title><summary type='text'>We have heavy street construction going on in front of our house for the next few weeks.  Bulldozers, Bobcats, track excavators, things that make little boys forget what they're supposed to be doing.  Yesterday, there was a woman driving one of the heavy trucks, and Jim overheard our four-year-old yelling out the window, "MARRY ME!!!!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/115141448070657201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=115141448070657201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/115141448070657201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/115141448070657201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/06/true-love.html' title='true love'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-115082096840193398</id><published>2006-06-20T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T07:46:41.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, really?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/115082096840193398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=115082096840193398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/115082096840193398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/115082096840193398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-really.html' title='oh, really?'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-115081986869831871</id><published>2006-06-20T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T06:38:52.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>turkey</title><summary type='text'>No one would believe this, without seeing the picture.  (Hint:  I'm not a good bowler.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/115081986869831871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=115081986869831871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/115081986869831871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/115081986869831871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/06/turkey.html' title='turkey'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114572193435030289</id><published>2006-04-22T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T09:09:38.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things that make you laugh (until you realize someone was serious), part one</title><summary type='text'>When I saw this, it reminded me of something you'd see on "Saturday Night Live".  But then I realized it was real.  Can't wait for the Second Annual Chihuahua Christmas Ornament.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114572193435030289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114572193435030289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114572193435030289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114572193435030289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/04/things-that-make-you-laugh-until-you.html' title='things that make you laugh (until you realize someone was serious), part one'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114437659403716972</id><published>2006-04-06T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T13:55:52.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>portraiture</title><summary type='text'>Here are images of Joe and Daddy, by Joe.  The things sticking out of their heads are ears (not arms; I asked).I can definitely see the family resemblance!Funny thing is that  the one of Daddy really looks like him, except it has too much hair.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114437659403716972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114437659403716972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114437659403716972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114437659403716972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/04/portraiture.html' title='portraiture'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114392044766103072</id><published>2006-04-01T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T09:54:19.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear nasa</title><summary type='text'>The letter speaks for itself.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114392044766103072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114392044766103072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114392044766103072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114392044766103072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/04/dear-nasa.html' title='dear nasa'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114391875185066396</id><published>2006-04-01T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T11:12:31.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update on chez total</title><summary type='text'>Yup, it's long-gone.  I drove by the site on Washington Ave in Minneapolis the other day, and there's just a sign.  Apparently, it became a Marathon, then got torn down.  Too bad, but it is an incredible part of town being revitalized because of the new Guthrie and Light Rail.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114391875185066396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114391875185066396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114391875185066396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114391875185066396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/04/update-on-chez-total.html' title='update on chez total'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114332591363608972</id><published>2006-03-25T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T09:55:11.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a testament to nice</title><summary type='text'>Our neighbor--I hate to think of her as elderly, but I guess she is--fell in her garage the other evening, and ended up in the hospital.  She apparently hit her head and lay there for a couple of hours (bleeding) until her grandkids found her (thank God it wasn't longer).  Refuses to carry her cell phone in the house, and refuses to wear an emergency button.  So, what do you do?  Let her live her</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114332591363608972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114332591363608972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114332591363608972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114332591363608972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/03/testament-to-nice.html' title='a testament to nice'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114329194528803368</id><published>2006-03-25T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T05:05:45.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weatherman</title><summary type='text'>Last night, Joseph took a break from being a "sweep sweeper" to be a "weatherman".  He gave us the latest weather report:"There's maybe pounds of snow tonight, and maybe this deep [points about neck-high].  And cars will be driving. And people will be walking around and the snow this deep [points about neck-high] will get their snow pants all snowy.  And it's partly sunny today.  Thank you. [</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114329194528803368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114329194528803368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114329194528803368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114329194528803368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/03/weatherman.html' title='weatherman'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114317008831563292</id><published>2006-03-23T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T08:28:02.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeah, and el monterrey</title><summary type='text'>I forgot about this closing.  Not too many web references.El Monterrey, Clovis, NM</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114317008831563292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114317008831563292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114317008831563292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114317008831563292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-yeah-and-el-monterrey.html' title='oh yeah, and el monterrey'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114316932260096717</id><published>2006-03-23T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T19:10:11.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more change...</title><summary type='text'>The Liquor Depot on Washington Ave N has closed.  Some people thought it was the best liquor store in the metro area.  I used to work across from it; it was quite a place.  Dated, full of everything you could want, including some real characters.  Nearby was a Total station with a hot lunch counter.  Yup, that's right--a Total gas station with a hot lunch counter.  Teeny-tiny little convenience </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114316932260096717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114316932260096717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114316932260096717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114316932260096717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/03/more-change.html' title='more change...'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114264778813050517</id><published>2006-03-17T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T18:09:48.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more odd names</title><summary type='text'>Leech E. Disfigurements e-mailed me today with some special offers for personal enhancement medication.  Somehow, I think that even if I wanted these products, I wouldn't have a great deal of confidence in personal enhancement medication from someone name Leech E. Disfigurements.  Wonder what the E. stands for.  Embolism, perhaps?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114264778813050517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114264778813050517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114264778813050517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114264778813050517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/03/more-odd-names.html' title='more odd names'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114261270330070127</id><published>2006-03-17T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T09:56:55.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>backyard visitors</title><summary type='text'>The other day, we had seven deer in our backyard...there was no photo taken, but yesterday there were four.  It's an odd thing to see, since we live basically in the city.  But they're so beautiful  I can't imagine why anyone would want to shoot one of these things for sport.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114261270330070127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114261270330070127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114261270330070127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114261270330070127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/03/backyard-visitors.html' title='backyard visitors'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114209818426196392</id><published>2006-03-11T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T10:47:10.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>super-cool merchandise</title><summary type='text'>The Koziol Audrey Tea Strainer.  Great design; here's why:It's functional - the flower rests in the leaf stand. Lift it out and set it in a cup. The petals suspend it over the cup. After steeping, the flower sits in the leaf stand.  It makes better tea than metal infusers.  And it's sturdy.It's attractive - shiny, bright and cheery.  The loose tea looks like the center of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114209818426196392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114209818426196392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114209818426196392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114209818426196392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/03/super-cool-merchandise.html' title='super-cool merchandise'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114159305977005541</id><published>2006-03-05T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T13:17:24.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's call the whole thing off</title><summary type='text'>You say "Parrano", and I say "Dutch Parrano"...Several years ago, my friend Ward introduced me to Dutch Parrano  at Surdyk's in Minneapolis.  This is, basically, aged Gouda.  Used to be hard to find--it's easier these days in good cheese shops.  It's close to parmaggiano reggiano, but a bit creamier and not so harsh.  Very nutty and wonderful.  This is a hard cheese that you shave off and eat </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114159305977005541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114159305977005541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114159305977005541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114159305977005541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/03/lets-call-whole-thing-off.html' title='let&apos;s call the whole thing off'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114136170304165464</id><published>2006-03-02T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T12:22:47.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>abscondtion, part ii</title><summary type='text'>In November, Fernando Cabrito, The Goat Cheese Chef, was our "host" for the evening, for my friend Norah's birthday.  Fernando made the most awesome baked goat cheese and tomatoes (among other things) at The Sample Room in Minneapolis.We saw the chef and asked if he was the goat cheese chef.  He replied that he was.We took movies (quicktime) of our abscondtion.  They were silly.Norah says: [...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114136170304165464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114136170304165464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114136170304165464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114136170304165464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/03/abscondtion-part-ii.html' title='abscondtion, part ii'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114131044315837865</id><published>2006-03-02T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T06:40:43.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another cherished restaurant bites the dust</title><summary type='text'>Earl Abel's in San Antonio is closing.Dang.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114131044315837865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114131044315837865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114131044315837865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114131044315837865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/03/another-cherished-restaurant-bites.html' title='another cherished restaurant bites the dust'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114109046494777434</id><published>2006-02-27T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T17:34:24.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fatbread</title><summary type='text'>Another conversation on a theme, from Mr. Fry-tucky Fried Chicken:Joseph:  I've finished my supper, Mommy.  I want some ta-ssert.Me:  What are you going to have?  Chocolate brownie, or a Girl Scout cookie?(Pause)Joseph:  I want one of those...fatbread cookies.Me:  Do you mean "shortbread" cookies?Joseph:  Yeah, shortbread.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114109046494777434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114109046494777434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114109046494777434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114109046494777434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/fatbread.html' title='fatbread'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114104557128790042</id><published>2006-02-27T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T05:06:11.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more southern fun</title><summary type='text'>My aunt just sent this to me; I suspect it came from Jay Leno, because there's a watermark for NBC on the bottom, but I don't know the source.  I also suspect that it's from the South.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114104557128790042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114104557128790042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114104557128790042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114104557128790042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/more-southern-fun.html' title='more southern fun'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114087826678730221</id><published>2006-02-25T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T17:55:25.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the curse</title><summary type='text'>In a previous post, I mentioned that zappos would probably fail miserably because I think it's genius.  Let me explain.I seem to have this curse:  things that are dear to me have this habit of being discontinued.  (My husband fears the implications of this phenomenon--either he isn't dear to me, or his untimely demise is due any day now.) For example:Unfrosted Cherry Pop-Tarts.  One day I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114087826678730221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114087826678730221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114087826678730221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114087826678730221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/curse.html' title='the curse'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114087674518402047</id><published>2006-02-25T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T13:41:20.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doing good business</title><summary type='text'>Many people know that I have been using zappos.com for years now.  I'm an evangelist for this site (which unfortunately means it will probably fail miserably).  Here's why I love zappos.com:  I can search for size beige vegetarian 8.5 women's sale boots, then read reviews on them, as well as fit advice, add them to a wishlist, and then order then with free shipping AND...free return shipping.Yup,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114087674518402047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114087674518402047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114087674518402047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114087674518402047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/doing-good-business.html' title='doing good business'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-114065569145728689</id><published>2006-02-22T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T07:01:40.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd ave deli, nyc - r.i.p.</title><summary type='text'>We were so sad to hear of the demise of the 2nd Avenue Deli in New York. We have enjoyed the cookbook for years, and just this year, I had the pleasure of a visit "in person".  OMG, the greatest chicken soup with matzo balls.  Tbe greatest homemade pickles.  The greatest giant meat stacked sandwiches.  The most wonderful atmosphere, with this wonderful automat located just inside the front door.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/114065569145728689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=114065569145728689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114065569145728689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/114065569145728689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/2nd-ave-deli-nyc-rip.html' title='2nd ave deli, nyc - r.i.p.'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-113979433582123627</id><published>2006-02-12T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T11:45:06.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh, i miss texas</title><summary type='text'>Where else would someone think they need 18 bug foggers IN AN APARTMENT?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/113979433582123627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=113979433582123627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979433582123627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979433582123627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/gosh-i-miss-texas.html' title='gosh, i miss texas'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-113979308089376502</id><published>2006-02-12T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T09:02:43.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>declamation - originally published 05 feb 06</title><summary type='text'>Andrew is a selective eater.  He doesn't eat ice cream.  For  years, I've said he never even tried it.  Now,  I can no longer say so.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/113979308089376502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=113979308089376502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979308089376502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979308089376502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/declamation-originally-published-05.html' title='declamation - originally published 05 feb 06'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-113979302852176662</id><published>2006-02-12T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T17:10:28.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>god and infinity - originally posted 3 feb 06</title><summary type='text'>Joe and his dad were talking at breakfast this morning when  he asked, "Daddy, what does God look like?""What do you think He looks  like?""I think He looks like snow. He has white hair, black skin, and He  has an ark.""An ark? Like Noah and the ark?""Yes. I think  sometimes God likes to travel in water.""What if He's not in  water?""He likes to walk."  Also, the night before, I asked him how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/113979302852176662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=113979302852176662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979302852176662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979302852176662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/god-and-infinity-originally-posted-3.html' title='god and infinity - originally posted 3 feb 06'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-113979298032613487</id><published>2006-02-12T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T17:09:40.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of the fryer - originally posted 4 jan 06</title><summary type='text'>Joseph calls KFC "Fry-tucky Fried Chicken".  Out of the mouths  of babes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/113979298032613487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=113979298032613487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979298032613487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979298032613487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/out-of-fryer-originally-posted-4-jan.html' title='out of the fryer - originally posted 4 jan 06'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-113979290114749867</id><published>2006-02-12T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T11:05:48.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mother's day gunk - originally published 14 may 05</title><summary type='text'>Andrew made a booklet for Mother's Day. My favorite page  described what his mother has taught him. See the gunk fly out of his nose.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/113979290114749867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=113979290114749867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979290114749867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979290114749867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/mothers-day-gunk-originally-published.html' title='mother&apos;s day gunk - originally published 14 may 05'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-113979267702442024</id><published>2006-02-12T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T17:07:09.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>seeks dancers - originally published 19 feb 05</title><summary type='text'>This audition notice was recently placed in our local newspaper. So, has someone actually shown up for an audition unprepared or unwilling to actually audition?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/113979267702442024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=113979267702442024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979267702442024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979267702442024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/seeks-dancers-originally-published-19.html' title='seeks dancers - originally published 19 feb 05'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-113979256326735396</id><published>2006-02-12T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T17:02:43.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who *are* these people? - originally published 15 sep 04</title><summary type='text'>Like most people, I receive hundreds of spam messages from  people with fake names.  Vern Lockett, Lisa Street, Marie Hobbs, Monte Woods,  Thomas Addison, Ryan Woodward, and so on.  Now, I know a lot of people.  It's  amazing to me that I have never--NEVER--had a spam message from a name that  matched the name of someone I know.An update from 9/26/04: My new  favorite:  Epifania Ho.  An update </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/113979256326735396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=113979256326735396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979256326735396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979256326735396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/who-are-these-people-originally.html' title='who *are* these people? - originally published 15 sep 04'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-113979065251127708</id><published>2006-02-12T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T16:39:31.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>door sounds - originally published 03 aug 04</title><summary type='text'>I was e-mailing my brother today about reminiscences about our grandmother. I was thinking about how I'll never forget the smell of each of my grandparents' homes, but what is almost more vivid to me is the sound of each front door opening and closing.  Let me explain.Each set of grandparents built a new home in the 1950s, in different small towns in Texas: one in the Panhandle, and one on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/113979065251127708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=113979065251127708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979065251127708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979065251127708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/door-sounds-originally-published-03.html' title='door sounds - originally published 03 aug 04'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-113979060888486730</id><published>2006-02-12T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T16:30:08.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spam - originally published 29 jul 04</title><summary type='text'>I got an e-mail today from "Roxie Pendergrass" which began:   "Robbie and me were talking about you...".  I wanted to respond that none of my  friends says "Robbie and me", so it's obvious that I don't know you and this is  spam.  I get a kick out of the messages that say, "Susan, increase your  length".  I wonder "Length of what?  How many men are named Susan?"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/113979060888486730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=113979060888486730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979060888486730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113979060888486730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/spam-originally-published-29-jul-04.html' title='spam - originally published 29 jul 04'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-113978901794972923</id><published>2006-02-12T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T16:29:11.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>abscondtion - originally published 28 Jul 04</title><summary type='text'>Abscond, absconding, abscondtion: it's a very good thing. My friend Norah absconded with me the other night for a late evening out. While I was one of the oldest people in hip, Uptown Minneapolis on a Friday night, it was loads of fun. My advice, however: let your husband know how late you will be out, so he doesn't think your friend has driven you both into a ditch.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/113978901794972923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=113978901794972923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113978901794972923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113978901794972923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/abscondtion-originally-published-28.html' title='abscondtion - originally published 28 Jul 04'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-113978883012950515</id><published>2006-02-12T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T16:05:37.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the whole tooth - originally published 14 jul 04</title><summary type='text'>This past week, our five-year-old      son lost two baby teeth. It has been an interesting process to observe, as an adult. Somewhere along the way, he internalized that this is a positive thing: part of being a big boy, and growing up. The grown-up-colored glasses I wear now don’t show it as a particularly pleasant experience. Nonetheless, he has been very excited and proud, as each tooth worked</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/113978883012950515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=113978883012950515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113978883012950515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113978883012950515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/whole-tooth-originally-published-14.html' title='the whole tooth - originally published 14 jul 04'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22153796.post-113942516209611559</id><published>2006-02-08T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T04:16:17.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mvp-ness - originally posted 10 july 04</title><summary type='text'>I continue to have the most remarkable experiences as a Microsoft MVP. This is a community of people representing somewhere around 78 countries who volunteer their time to provide technical support and assistance for users of Microsoft products.  I am consistently heartened by the warmth of this group of people--as wellas the 'Softies (as they're sometimes called) who support the program. I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/feeds/113942516209611559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22153796&amp;postID=113942516209611559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113942516209611559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22153796/posts/default/113942516209611559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manitscoldhere.blogspot.com/2006/02/mvp-ness-originally-posted-10-july-04.html' title='mvp-ness - originally posted 10 july 04'/><author><name>Susan Hodges Ramlet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
