<?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-811193045781060899</id><updated>2011-08-01T11:20:40.005-05:00</updated><category term='interesting factoids'/><category term='cancer'/><category term='accidents'/><category term='children'/><category term='Silliness'/><category term='sports'/><category term='oops'/><category term='pets'/><category term='mom'/><category term='camping'/><category term='goals'/><category term='music'/><category term='habits'/><category term='vets'/><category term='procrastination'/><category term='Lazy Blog Post'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='writing'/><title type='text'>Out on a Limb</title><subtitle type='html'>"Why not go out on a limb?  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Please follow me to &lt;a href="http://triciafields.wordpress.com"&gt;my website&lt;/a&gt;.  Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-7461855252644323761?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/7461855252644323761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=7461855252644323761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7461855252644323761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7461855252644323761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2010/01/moved.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-7956509764820811843</id><published>2009-03-16T08:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T09:23:09.554-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Characters and planning and soundtracks, oh my!</title><content type='html'>In addition to my current WIP (work in progress), I've decided to write a short novella aimed at &lt;a href="http://www.eharlequin.com/articlepage.html?articleId=1336&amp;chapter=0"&gt;Nocturne Bites&lt;/a&gt;. A couple of my first steps when I tackle a new story are, well, finding characters for the story, duh! But I have them. They need backstories--histories. Then I work on their GMCs (Goals, Motivations and Conflicts). What they want out of life ties in with what has happened to them in their past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all this is running around in my head, I'm also playing with the story idea. The story has to be about something, right?  Sometimes that part comes first, sometimes the characters come first. In this case, I have characters, now I have to decide what their story is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I can write the story I have to write a blurb. Sort of what you'd see on the back cover of the book. That part kills me. It's hard to nail down the heart of your story in just a couple of paragraphs.  But if I can do that, then I know that I have a really good grasp on the heart of my story.  I also like to make a "soundtrack" for my story. Having a mix of songs to put on when you're writing can be a signal to your brain that it's time to stop being mom or maid or chauffeur and begin being a writer. So I'm spending some time digging through my iPod, paying close attention to the feelings a song evokes looking for that something that makes me think, "yeah, this fits my story!" I'll be sharing some songs with you this week. They may go on my soundtrack or they may not. Just sit back and listen and enjoy. Here's your first one, unusual video and all. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Am0IFwjPyYA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Am0IFwjPyYA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-7956509764820811843?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/7956509764820811843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=7956509764820811843' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7956509764820811843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7956509764820811843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2009/03/characters-and-planning-and-songs-oh-my.html' title='Characters and planning and soundtracks, oh my!'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-6804857581155776492</id><published>2009-03-14T15:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T15:54:42.904-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lazy Blog Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silliness'/><title type='text'>Unscheduled Lazy Blog Post</title><content type='html'>Thanks to &lt;a href="http://cranberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-invention-ever.html"&gt;Holly&lt;/a&gt;, I have found the perfect tool for those days when I don't know what to say here in the blog. Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.blogcatalog.com/search.frame.php?term=lazy+blog+post+generator&amp;id=cd86b78eab73c942caf98ac612cb7f78"&gt;Lazy Blog Post Generator&lt;/a&gt;.  Here's the post I generated with it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dudes I just opened mine eyes, and lo! I have not updated this since long before Shakespeare wast a boy... You would not believe that my hands were chopped off and I was waiting for bionic ones. Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tied up with setting fire to people wearing Crocs, driving from one end of the city to the other, just generally being a pain to society in general. My day starts with the dawn patrol, from the time the light through yonder window breaks to the point I am begging my kid to go to sleep or so help me God that kid will be decorating my wall, 'Duct tape still life'. I am putting money aside so I can run away. My kids think I don't make sense any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't promise anything to you, but I will make more of an effort to blog more often--at least until the nice men in the white coats come back, or until I need your shoulder to cry on. The Piccaninnies say I have to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-6804857581155776492?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/6804857581155776492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=6804857581155776492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6804857581155776492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6804857581155776492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2009/03/unscheduled-lazy-blog-post.html' title='Unscheduled Lazy Blog Post'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-6668987205824033752</id><published>2009-03-13T16:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T16:57:37.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Lazy Video</title><content type='html'>Yeah, it's Friday and I'm feeling kinda lazy, so you get a video.  I'm a child of the 80s and I believe that this song was out in the 80s or early 90s.  Anyway, I thought this new take on the video was funny, so I'm sharing it with you. Aren't you lucky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.todaysbigthing.com/betamax/betamax.swf?item_id=705&amp;fullscreen=1" width="480" height="360"&gt;       &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;       &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;       &lt;param name="movie" quality="best" value="http://www.todaysbigthing.com/betamax/betamax.swf?item_id=705&amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='padding:5px 0; text-align:center; width:480px;'&gt;See more &lt;a href='http://www.todaysbigthing.com/'&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href='http://www.todaysbigthing.com/'&gt;TBT Videos&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href='http://www.todaysbigthing.com/'&gt;Today's Big Thing&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-6668987205824033752?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/6668987205824033752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=6668987205824033752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6668987205824033752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6668987205824033752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-lazy-video.html' title='Friday Lazy Video'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-2794265854851366706</id><published>2009-03-11T11:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:13:22.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mp3 players</title><content type='html'>We all have &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/itunes/"&gt;iPods&lt;/a&gt;, all of us except my husband.  I have a full size iPod, my daughter has an older Nano and my son has, well, not the newest Nano, but the one before that.  They came out with the new design about a month after he got his.  Doesn't that figure?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while we love our iPods, they don't allow us to listen to audiobooks that we check out from the online branch of our Public Library.  It seems that &lt;a href="http://overdrive.com/"&gt;Overdrive&lt;/a&gt; Media and Apple don't play well together.  It's never been a big problem for me because I can download the audiobooks onto my smartphone and listen to them that way, but the kids don't have smartphones.  So today I picked up an inexpensive mp3 player at the store that says it will sync with Windows Media Player and will play DRM protected files.  (My daughters phone will sync with WMP, but won't play DRM protected files--WTH?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here listening to the radio on our new &lt;a href="http://www.rcaaudiovideo.com/product.aspx?product=396"&gt;RCA Pearl&lt;/a&gt; mp3 player.  I think it's going to be a pretty good investment. But I'll have to remember to keep the AAA batteries charged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Someday I'll have to tell you all about taking my malfunctioning iPod to the Apple store, and how the "geniuses" behind the Genius Bar were oh-so-helpful, NOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-2794265854851366706?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/2794265854851366706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=2794265854851366706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2794265854851366706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2794265854851366706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2009/03/mp3-players.html' title='mp3 players'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-7487895899126055248</id><published>2009-03-06T13:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:48:28.924-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='habits'/><title type='text'>Better late than never?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.brookston.org/blog/wp-content/img/procrastination.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 402px; height: 337px;" src="http://www.brookston.org/blog/wp-content/img/procrastination.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My intention was to re-awaken this blog in January. Somehow I didn't quite make it.  The truth is, I guess I didn't have much to say.  Or I didn't bother to think of anything to talk about.  In all honesty, I'm a procrastinator.  One of the world's best! It's a problem I've been trying to overcome for years, but I don't ever seem to make progress.  Or if I make any progress, it doesn't last and I slip right back into my old bad habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that bad habits are so hard to break and so easy to fall back into, yet good habits are so hard to establish and so easy to let go of?  It's a question that has no answer, I believe.  So if anybody has any new ideas or ways to break bad habits or establish good ones--please share!! I need all the help I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you've never visited &lt;a href="http://www.despair.com"&gt;despair.com&lt;/a&gt;, it's a fun place to procrastinate. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-7487895899126055248?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/7487895899126055248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=7487895899126055248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7487895899126055248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7487895899126055248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2009/03/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better late than never?'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-1402077808546023644</id><published>2008-12-19T12:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:08:20.201-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SUvi-ndrsuI/AAAAAAAAATc/Q1T3AtO3qL0/s1600-h/Out_to_lunch_prev.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 396px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SUvi-ndrsuI/AAAAAAAAATc/Q1T3AtO3qL0/s400/Out_to_lunch_prev.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281564553395286754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on temporary hiatus.  See everyone after the beginning of 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-1402077808546023644?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/1402077808546023644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=1402077808546023644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/1402077808546023644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/1402077808546023644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/12/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SUvi-ndrsuI/AAAAAAAAATc/Q1T3AtO3qL0/s72-c/Out_to_lunch_prev.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-7649339571001088907</id><published>2008-10-31T10:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:02:00.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7EB3PDGXgkk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7EB3PDGXgkk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-7649339571001088907?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/7649339571001088907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=7649339571001088907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7649339571001088907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7649339571001088907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!!'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-3625997676002512836</id><published>2008-10-29T12:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:20:25.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again</title><content type='html'>I find myself having to backtrack in my manuscript, because this is where I am:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SQibRne3wtI/AAAAAAAAATE/oYb3AHYqkWI/s1600-h/potterimage8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SQibRne3wtI/AAAAAAAAATE/oYb3AHYqkWI/s400/potterimage8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262626891540972242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-3625997676002512836?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/3625997676002512836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=3625997676002512836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/3625997676002512836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/3625997676002512836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/10/once-again.html' title='Once again'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SQibRne3wtI/AAAAAAAAATE/oYb3AHYqkWI/s72-c/potterimage8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-2583284113766180206</id><published>2008-10-08T12:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:23:33.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary future?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/10/02/funny-pictures-surprize-you-gotz-a-lolcat/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_1883608" title="funny-pictures-surprise-your-box-contains-a-lolcat" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/10/funny-pictures-surprise-your-box-contains-a-lolcat.jpg" alt="cat" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;animals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter and one of her friends were talking the other day.  Since they're really too old to dress up and go trick-or-treating, but not too old to want candy, they said they were going to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; dress up and trick-or-treat anyway. When anyone asked what they were supposed to be, they would reply, "The future of the country."  Now that's a scary costume!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-2583284113766180206?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/2583284113766180206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=2583284113766180206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2583284113766180206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2583284113766180206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/10/scary-future.html' title='Scary future?'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-3264174446372907586</id><published>2008-10-03T11:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:56:44.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, what happened to September?</title><content type='html'>It's October.  Where did September go?  I don't think I was through with it yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;a href="https://www.billspro.com/order/rwa/index.html"&gt;RWA CDs&lt;/a&gt; are in and I've transferred them to my iPod.  I have hours of listening ahead of me.  Some of you may think I'm crazy to look forward to them so much, I know my kids do!  But I get so inspired by the talks, it's almost like being a conference again--only much cheaper.  And I can listen to them in the car, or while cleaning house, and when I sit at the computer later, I am more inspired to write.  Sometimes when I sit at the computer it's far too easy to waste my writing time surfing, playing games, or blogging :-) .  And before you know it, writing time's been frittered away and I have to get up and do something else.  So anything that makes me want to sit and get to my writing right away is a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What tricks do you use to drive away the procrastination demons?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-3264174446372907586?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/3264174446372907586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=3264174446372907586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/3264174446372907586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/3264174446372907586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-what-happened-to-september.html' title='Hey, what happened to September?'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-544951965032352896</id><published>2008-09-26T08:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T08:27:26.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently, I'm somebody...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dYP-wBaqQAI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dYP-wBaqQAI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://juliekenner.com/blog/"&gt;Julie Kenner&lt;/a&gt;, where I found this video in the first place.  But I don't have a Facebook page.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hangs head in shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-544951965032352896?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/544951965032352896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=544951965032352896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/544951965032352896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/544951965032352896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/09/apparently-im-somebody.html' title='Apparently, I&apos;m somebody...'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-6547372856702801699</id><published>2008-09-24T14:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:07:43.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's been so long since I've posted!  We're well entrenched in our school routines now and busy with soccer practice and games.  On the writing front, I'm working on my partial, getting the chapters polished and writing my first synopsis.  I'm also taking a few online workshops.  What can I say, I'm a glutton for punishment!  One of them is on plotting (an area where I need help), one of them is on writing a synopsis (what! I thought it would help and it has) and the last one is on writing a paranormal novel (again, thought it would help).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also updated my MySpace page.  Mom's chemo is over so I traded the pink background for one with leopards on it, since my current WIP features a leopard shape-shifter.  Today momma told me that she's supposed to begin her radiation treatment soon. Oh, well.  I like the leopards, so I'll leave them for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've become completely addicted to Twitter. Come on over and follow me.  There's a link in my sidebar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-6547372856702801699?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/6547372856702801699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=6547372856702801699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6547372856702801699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6547372856702801699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-7390005550377085086</id><published>2008-08-27T14:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T14:56:22.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight, Teenagers and Movies</title><content type='html'>This summer my copies of the Twilight trilogy by &lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/"&gt;Stephenie Meyer&lt;/a&gt; made the rounds.  Several of my daughter's friends borrowed them, passed them around, devoured them and wound up buying their own copies.  I am currently reading Eclipse, book number 3.  It has been on my shelf since its release, but I put off reading it, because I have a book to write, and really--once I start with Bella and Edward, I don't want to stop until I've finished.  For that reason, I haven't bought Breaking Dawn yet (which would, technically, make this no longer a trilogy).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have promised these eager young readers that I will take them all to see the movie when it opens.  The original date was in December, but the &lt;a href="http://twilightthemovie.com/"&gt;Official Movie Site&lt;/a&gt; list the date as 11/21/08 now.  Suits me, I'm impatient by nature.  But we'll be going to see the movie without my daughter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what anyone says, no matter how much her friends beg or bargain, she won't touch these books, or the movie.  Because I read them first.  Because I mentioned, after reading the first one, that she would probably enjoy it.  I didn't insist that she read it, didn't try to force it on her, just commented in an offhand way that I thought she would like it.  I should've known better.  Nobody can get her within 10 feet of these stories now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't know what she's missing.  And I've learned to keep my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?  Are you addicted to Edward and Bella too?  Do you even know who they are?  Are there other books you can't put down or movies you can't wait to see?  (I'm also waiting for the latest Harry Potter movie!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-7390005550377085086?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/7390005550377085086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=7390005550377085086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7390005550377085086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7390005550377085086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/08/twilight-teenagers-and-movies.html' title='Twilight, Teenagers and Movies'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-7679759395552723904</id><published>2008-08-11T08:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T09:02:07.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I know I promised</title><content type='html'>that I'd keep a detailed journal while I was in San Francisco, but I didn't.  What I can tell you is that I had a fabulous time, my editor appointment was wonderful and resulted in a request for a partial, I decided not to turn in the partial to the agent who met with our chapter, because after his talk it was apparent he wasn't looking for my type of work--and on the second day I was there I was awakened at 4 a.m. by a phone call.  Momma had fallen and was taken by ambulance to the ER, where she was later transferred to another hospital and admitted to ICU.  She remained in ICU for most of the conference, so I was torn between enjoyment of my time away and a pressing need to be home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, my family didn't want me cutting conference short to rush home, as Momma wasn't in a life or death situation, and when Mom was finally responsive again, she didn't either.  Still, I couldn't help but be worried, and looked forward to my daily updates on her condition.  She is much better now, but still in the hospital.  A lot of her problem at the moment stem from infection she most likely picked up after the ruptured ulceration which led to her last stint in the hospital.  But she is getting stronger every day and is looking better than she has in a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been such a long year for her.  For a woman who has never had to deal with being sick to go through so much in such a short period, well, I'll just say that she's a trooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I should take advantage of the kids being gone and get to work.  I've got a submission to get ready!!  I'll be back soon with pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-7679759395552723904?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/7679759395552723904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=7679759395552723904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7679759395552723904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7679759395552723904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-know-i-promised.html' title='I know I promised'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-9164965874482683122</id><published>2008-07-15T22:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:22:05.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe it</title><content type='html'>I really can't believe it's been so long since I've blogged.  I've been so busy.  Writing, the day job, the kids, helping mom out when she needs it, and summer.  There's something going on all the time.  And now I'm getting ready to go to the Romance Writers of America National Conference in San Francisco.  Okay, it's not for a couple of weeks, but I have a lot to do to get ready.  I'm pitching a book to an editor while I'm there, submitting a proposal for a different book to an agent, seeing friends that I only see at these conferences, attending workshops and doing as much sightseeing as I can.  It's going to be a busy, busy week and I absolutely can't wait!  So if I'm scarce between now and the first of August, please forgive me!  I do promise to keep a detailed journal of my time at conference and share lots of pictures when I get back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-9164965874482683122?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/9164965874482683122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=9164965874482683122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/9164965874482683122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/9164965874482683122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-cant-believe-it.html' title='I can&apos;t believe it'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-8549832916196673683</id><published>2008-06-25T14:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:49:56.837-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Momma went back to see her oncologist yesterday.  She will not have to undergo anymore chemo treatments.  It's a huge relief!  We were worried that she'd have to begin the chemo all over again after such a long hiatus, but the doctor won't even consider it.  He said she was obviously too highly allergic to the chemo to try it again.  She will, however, most likely have to have radiation treatments in about 3 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so happy that she's still with us.  The chemo did it's best to kill her, but she didn't let it.  And we're going to do all that we can not to let the cancer have her, either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if any of you remember my post a few months ago when I wondered how her hair would grow back.  I know the answer now.  Dark.  My born blonde mother has a lovely cap of nearly-black, very wavy (and very soft) hair.  I love to rub my hand over it and feel how soft and fine it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-8549832916196673683?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/8549832916196673683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=8549832916196673683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/8549832916196673683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/8549832916196673683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/06/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-359225298313700158</id><published>2008-06-23T11:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T11:28:57.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Cinnamon Rolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;This recipe used to be on &lt;a href="http://www.susanmeier.com/"&gt;Susan Meier's website&lt;/a&gt;, but the last time I was over there, she had revamped things and the recipe was gone.  So, since I have spent the past couple of hours making Susan's Mother's most awesome Cinnamon Rolls, I'm going to share the recipe.  If you try it and love it, be sure you thank Susan for sharing it in the first place.  I'll be posting the recipe just as she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;Cinnamon Rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you've read more than two of [Susan's] books, you've probably noticed that [she] love[s] to throw in a scene with cinnamon rolls for breakfast!  That's because [her] mother makes the best, mother-watering cinnamon rolls on the planet!  Believe it or not, people wait for her rolls to arrive at picnics and for bake sales.  [She's] seen small fights break out over these tasty treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they're best served warm, with the maple icing sliding through the layers of sweet cinnamon coated dough...&lt;br /&gt;If you bake, here's the recipe.  Icing, too.  You'll note that some of these measurements aren't carved in stone.  That's because you may prefer a different amount of cinnamon and sugar or may need more or less flour depending upon humidity.  You good bakers know all this though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[SUSAN MEIER'S] MOTHER'S CINNAMON ROLLS&lt;br /&gt;1 qt. milk&lt;br /&gt;3 level tbsp. of yeast (or one 3-package strip)&lt;br /&gt;4 egg yolks&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. oleo&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-12 cups of flour.  This amount varies.  You add flour until dough is very soft.  (Remember dough loses stickiness when it rises.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon and sugar blended for shaking onto rolled dough.  (This should be a ratio of cinnamon and sugar that suits your taste!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat milk until it's hot to the touch, but not so hot you can't keep your finger in it (though I'm not sure why you would want to) and add yeast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After yeast has grown "fuzzy" and milk is cool, add egg yolks, oleo, and sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin to add flour until dough is very soft--remember you must be able to roll it, but it should be very soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knead well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set aside.  Let rise until double in bulk.  Knead again.  Let rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take about 1/3 of the dough, roll out on flat surface (some people can do this with their fingers, others will need a rolling pin), then sprinkle with sugar and cinnamon.  Use your fingers to spread the sugar and cinnamon evenly.  Remember:  This is to your taste.  If you like more cinnamon feel free to add!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roll into a jelly roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut into 1" segments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place segments on greased cookie sheets, leaving at least one inch of space between rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue until all dough is used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let rise on cookie sheet until a little more than double in size.  Bake at 350 degrees for 15-18 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICING:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 tbsp. non-dairy creamer of your choice ([her] mother uses Coffeemate...but it's your choice...and shhh...don't tell the other manufacturers [they] have a favorite!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 stick oleo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp. maple flavoring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough water to make spreading consistency you desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blend powdered sugar and non-dairy creamer in mixing bowl.  Blend in oleo with hand mixer.  Once sugar and oleo are creamed, add maple flavoring.  This may be "spreadable" as is.  If not, add water to the icing in increments of one teaspoon until you have the spreading consistency you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then spread this wonderful icing on your rolls.  If you spread on when the rolls are warm, icing will melt between the layers.  Some people (like [Susan]) love this.  Other wait until the rolls are cool for a less sticky roll.  Especially if you plan to serve them to company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to add my own notes to the recipe.  I use real butter in all my recipes.  I always have, it's just my personal preference.  When making the icing, I never have any non-dairy creamer on hand, so I use evaporated milk to thin the icing instead of water.  It doesn't take much.  And I always make extra icing.  For me, this is not enough for all those yummy rolls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, this makes a LOT of cinnamon rolls, so I bake them in round aluminum cake pans, then slip them in gallon zipper top bags and freeze them, after they've cooled.  I also put some (sorry I don't measure this, I just plop some in) icing in a zipper top sandwich bag and put it in the gallon bag too.  When we want cinnamon rolls for breakfast, I pull a bag out of the freezer, take out the pan and pop it in a 350 degree oven for about 15 minutes.  While the rolls are warming, I put the bag of icing in a glass of hot water.  When the rolls are warm, I cut the corner out of the bag of icing and squeeze over the warm cinnamon rolls.  Talk about quick and easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-359225298313700158?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/359225298313700158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=359225298313700158' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/359225298313700158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/359225298313700158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/06/cinnamon-rolls.html' title='Cinnamon Rolls'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-7566829958218623778</id><published>2008-06-18T19:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T19:52:16.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>did I say I'd be back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I really did mean it, but my internet provider had other ideas.  Yes, we were internetless for a few days.  And since we use Vonage phone service, we were also phoneless.  Well, almost phoneless--we do have our cell phones, but very little signal here where we live.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I guess you'll just have to wait a few more days to find out what I'm reading.  Oh the suspense.  Do you think you can stand it?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-7566829958218623778?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/7566829958218623778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=7566829958218623778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7566829958218623778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7566829958218623778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/06/did-i-say-i-be-back.html' title='did I say I&amp;#39;d be back?'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-2142382874218254721</id><published>2008-06-12T22:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:45:12.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I know I said I was back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;but between writing and the migraines that have been plaguing me, I just haven't found time for blogging.  Besides, y'all really don't want to hear about how bad my head's been hurting, now do you?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I will do better in the future, I promise.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'll try to get back this weekend with a list of what I'm reading now. After all, I'm sure you're dying to know what's on my nightstand this week.  &amp;lt;g&amp;gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-2142382874218254721?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/2142382874218254721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=2142382874218254721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2142382874218254721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2142382874218254721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-know-i-said-i-was-back.html' title='I know I said I was back'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-2257543480437392582</id><published>2008-05-26T22:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:16:13.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone had a great weekend and a wonderful Memorial Day Holiday, for those whom it applies to.  Mom has been home for about a week or so now and she is doing fairly well, though she is still weak, as you can imagine after such a long hospital stay.  I will admit that she wasn't in the hospital all this time, but spent about 3 weeks in a recovery center where she underwent physical and occupational therapy, but returned to the hospital for another procedure just before she came home.  Chemotherapy has not been kind to her body.  Unfortunately, she will most likely have to start her chemo treatments over, once she has fully recovered from this illness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have continued to try to write through all of this ordeal, but it's been hard. I've slowed my pace considerably.  And cooking and cleaning have been done only sporadically.  I long to get back to some semblance of a schedule, but probably won't see one until school starts back in August.  Yes, the kids got out last week and are officially underfoot 24/7 now.  But that's ok.  Means I don't have to rush them out the door everyday now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm up too late.  I have to work tomorrow and should be sound asleep by now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-2257543480437392582?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/2257543480437392582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=2257543480437392582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2257543480437392582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2257543480437392582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/05/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-3317088899368204760</id><published>2008-03-24T09:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T09:13:49.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>I'm putting the blog on vacation until Mom gets out of the hospital.  I hope I'll be back real soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-3317088899368204760?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/3317088899368204760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=3317088899368204760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/3317088899368204760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/3317088899368204760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/03/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-5123992349892618294</id><published>2008-03-17T15:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T15:48:59.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tilt-a-world</title><content type='html'>The world has tilted on its axis again!  Yesterday Momma had to have emergency exploratory surgery.  They found that she had a dime-sized rupture in her stomach wall.  It has been repaired, but she is in ICU for the time being.  They took her off the ventilator today, but the doctors say that they will just take it one day at at time as to how long she will be in ICU.  She will be on a feeding tube for a while, too.  Until her stomach heals.  She looks so frail, lying in the hospital bed, hooked to so many tubes and wires.  You've heard it described countless times.  But as cliche as it sounds, it's entirely true.  And all you can do is stand helpless by the bed, stroking an arm, forehead, holding a hand, spending your twenty minutes trying to swallow around the fist lodged in your throat, then you wait until they will let you in again.  It sucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-5123992349892618294?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/5123992349892618294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=5123992349892618294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/5123992349892618294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/5123992349892618294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/03/tilt-world.html' title='tilt-a-world'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-6823121443759230509</id><published>2008-03-15T17:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T17:30:41.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>topamax adventures</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been on the topamax for a week now.  The doctor warned me that carbonated beverages would lose their taste, they would taste flat while on this medication.  When hubby came and sat next to me on Tuesday night with a glass, I grabbed it and took a drink.  Flat. Completely flat.  But hubby said it came out of the bottle that way.  I don't know why he was drinking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night our daughter had a band concert.  He wanted to run through Taco Bell before heading to the concert.  Again, I grabbed his Coke (I'm in the South, down here they're all Coke).  OMG!!  I've never tasted anything so foul in my life!  You know how the carbonation mixture can get off sometimes and make the cokes taste funny?  It was sorta like that, magnified about 100 times.  Plus, it burned.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what I was worried most about?  What will I drink at conference in the bar?  I generally stick with beer, because it's cheaper.  But it's also carbonated.  Other than that, my drink of choice is Turkey (Wild Turkey) and Coke.  Again, carbonated.  Looks like I'll have to stick to screwdrivers or something.  Got any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the up side, my appetite is fading.  Just a few bites at mealtime and I'm full.  But if I'm not eating much, I've got to make the little bit I do eat count, nutritionally!  I don't need to get run down, on top of these migraines!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-6823121443759230509?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/6823121443759230509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=6823121443759230509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6823121443759230509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6823121443759230509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/03/topamax-adventures.html' title='topamax adventures'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-4915078023214781172</id><published>2008-03-12T11:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T11:41:14.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know</title><content type='html'>that if you don't spell your name right, you won't be able to get to your own blog?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine pitched her Harlequin American aimed WIP this morning and got a request for a partial!  I'm buzzing with excitement for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still having troubles getting up in the mornings.  I'm beginning to suspect the culprit is something other than the time change.  I think I'll investigate the side effects of my new migraine med and then call my doctor, see if he thinks that may be the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-4915078023214781172?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/4915078023214781172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=4915078023214781172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/4915078023214781172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/4915078023214781172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/03/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-8580867499513553744</id><published>2008-03-10T11:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T11:47:43.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>spring forward</title><content type='html'>Anybody else suffering extreme exhaustion from losing that hour of sleep this weekend?  I feel like I lost an entire week of sleep.  How can one hour seem to make such a difference?  I'm going to take a nap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-8580867499513553744?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/8580867499513553744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=8580867499513553744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/8580867499513553744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/8580867499513553744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-forward.html' title='spring forward'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-1757023891171630760</id><published>2008-03-03T15:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:40:40.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again.</title><content type='html'>I knew I hadn't posted in a while, but it's been longer than I realized.  What can I say?  Life, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is deep in the middle of an English Comp class.  He's finding it a bit frustrating, being so long out of school, to have to re-enter that world.  And the same goes for me.  I've been trying to help him out, but haven't really been much help beyond some grammar suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother has had her second chemo treatment.  She is doing fairly well.  This time she's been a bit sicker than the last, but she continues to go to work most every day.  She doesn't always stay all day, but she does what she can.  She's very tired, though.  The chemo has sapped her energy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time at the "Look Good, Feel Better" class, sponsored by the &lt;a href="http://americancancersociety.com/docroot/home/index.asp"&gt;American Cancer Society &lt;/a&gt;.  She got all sorts of makeup tips and a bag chock full of high end, and skin friendly, cosmetics.  It was really a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son's basketball season is over, my daughter's soccer season starts this weekend.  It never ends.  *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My appointment with Kathryn Lye was postponed, due to bad weather.  I will meet up with her in San Francisco this summer to pitch my book, and hopefully she will want to hear about more of my stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I got new glasses today.  I like them, they're a bit bolder than my last pair.  And it seems that my right eye is trying to catch up with my left eye.  When looking at my old glasses, it was obvious that the magnification for my left eye was more than the magnification for my right.  In this pair, I can't tell any difference between the two.  Guess I'm just getting more symmetrical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do my best to get back to my M, W, F posting schedule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-1757023891171630760?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/1757023891171630760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=1757023891171630760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/1757023891171630760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/1757023891171630760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-again.html' title='Back again.'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-2023451106132122447</id><published>2008-02-18T16:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:06:32.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing new</title><content type='html'>I really have nothing new to say today.  Nothing old to say, either.  I'm knee deep in writing my paranormal romance and it's coming along at a slow, but steady pace.  I'm also attempting to help my hubby through an English Comp class.  Boring!!  But a lot of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, when I'm bored, I like to eat.  I'm trying not to do that today, because I need to shed some pounds.  What do you do when you're bored?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-2023451106132122447?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/2023451106132122447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=2023451106132122447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2023451106132122447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2023451106132122447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/02/nothing-new.html' title='Nothing new'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-7640746383168671882</id><published>2008-02-13T19:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:32:15.402-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R7OY4oK6tdI/AAAAAAAAANk/fws8bpYtSzk/s1600-h/HAMSTERS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R7OY4oK6tdI/AAAAAAAAANk/fws8bpYtSzk/s320/HAMSTERS.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166641296147396050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we've said a sad goodbye to Toni and Aurora. I'll miss their little wheel squeaking all day.  May they Rest in Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-7640746383168671882?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/7640746383168671882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=7640746383168671882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7640746383168671882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7640746383168671882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/02/farewell-friends.html' title='Farewell, Friends'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R7OY4oK6tdI/AAAAAAAAANk/fws8bpYtSzk/s72-c/HAMSTERS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-2062773957831287490</id><published>2008-02-11T17:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:32:15.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wigging out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R7DXFIK6tcI/AAAAAAAAANc/3DiZthRU6Qc/s1600-h/CIMG1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R7DXFIK6tcI/AAAAAAAAANc/3DiZthRU6Qc/s320/CIMG1059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165865255686550978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma's hair has started coming out, so we went wig shopping today.  Don't ask why, but I wound up with her wig at my house.  I don't think I like myself as a blonde...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-2062773957831287490?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/2062773957831287490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=2062773957831287490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2062773957831287490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2062773957831287490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/02/wigging-out.html' title='Wigging out'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R7DXFIK6tcI/AAAAAAAAANc/3DiZthRU6Qc/s72-c/CIMG1059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-1323462396135679010</id><published>2008-02-08T15:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:32:16.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennessee Twisters</title><content type='html'>I had planned on posting several pictures of the tornado damage to the area, but there are already so many on the web, I'll just direct you to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pbase.com/ttodd/jackson_tn_tornado_252008&amp;page=1"target="_blank"&gt; These pictures &lt;/a&gt; were made by someone who lives near some of the damage. There are 6 pages of them, if you feel like looking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bloggeddownworld.blogspot.com/search/label/Tornado%20Pictures"target="_blank"&gt; This blog &lt;/a&gt;is chock full of pictures and videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jacksonsun.com/apps/pbcs.dll/gallery?Avis=DQ&amp;Dato=20080208&amp;Kategori=PHOTOGALLERIES11&amp;Lopenr=802080801&amp;Ref=PH"target="_blank"&gt; The Jackson Sun &lt;/a&gt; has several pictures to see as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took these pictures on my way home yesterday.  If reports are correct, the tornado hit here just a few minutes after I drove through.  It was a long drive home that night!  (Sorry for the poor quality.  I forgot my camera and had to use my phone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R6zQwnjo-UI/AAAAAAAAAM8/1t2qoXbOd9s/s1600-h/Photo_020708_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R6zQwnjo-UI/AAAAAAAAAM8/1t2qoXbOd9s/s320/Photo_020708_001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164732406357883202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R6zQxHjo-VI/AAAAAAAAANE/EhH4X1ZnBzI/s1600-h/Photo_020708_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R6zQxHjo-VI/AAAAAAAAANE/EhH4X1ZnBzI/s320/Photo_020708_002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164732414947817810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R6zQxXjo-WI/AAAAAAAAANM/JAKTGCg4ldE/s1600-h/Photo_020708_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R6zQxXjo-WI/AAAAAAAAANM/JAKTGCg4ldE/s320/Photo_020708_003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164732419242785122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R6zQxnjo-XI/AAAAAAAAANU/e0HQVpD0ri0/s1600-h/Photo_020708_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R6zQxnjo-XI/AAAAAAAAANU/e0HQVpD0ri0/s320/Photo_020708_004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164732423537752434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-1323462396135679010?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/1323462396135679010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=1323462396135679010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/1323462396135679010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/1323462396135679010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/02/tennessee-twisters.html' title='Tennessee Twisters'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R6zQwnjo-UI/AAAAAAAAAM8/1t2qoXbOd9s/s72-c/Photo_020708_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-5156562726253172965</id><published>2008-02-06T16:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T16:24:54.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday Wanderings</title><content type='html'>I don't have a lot to say today, so we're going on a little tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing &lt;a href="http://www.candacehavens.com/html/workshops.html" target="_blank"&gt;Fast Draft&lt;/a&gt; this week and next, hoping to push through to the end of this WIP.  And Candy Havens, the Fast Draft guru, is celebrating the release of her &lt;a href="http://www.candacehavens.com/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;latest book&lt;/a&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter-mate, Patrice Michelle, has a great cover for her  &lt;a href="http://www.patricemichelle.net/blog/" target="_blank"&gt;latest book&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an interesting&lt;a href=" http://debjulienne.blogspot.com/search/label/Interview%20with%20a%20psychic" target="_blank"&gt; interview&lt;/a&gt; another chapter-mate posted to her blog.  Psychics, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go join my friend &lt;a hrer="http://vanessajaye.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Vanessa Jaye&lt;/a&gt; and the other Southern Fried Chicas in a discussion on &lt;a href="http://southernfriedchicas.com/2008/02/06/we-wuv-witty-talk-2/" target="_blank"&gt;dialogue&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-5156562726253172965?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/5156562726253172965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=5156562726253172965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/5156562726253172965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/5156562726253172965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/02/wednesday-wanderings.html' title='Wednesday Wanderings'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-2959124766213678638</id><published>2008-02-03T11:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:32:17.141-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Super Bowl Sunday</title><content type='html'>Here's a couple of clips to keep you entertained, while you wait for the pre-game show to start:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fJNC3dgreaU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fJNC3dgreaU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R6X4aHjo-TI/AAAAAAAAALk/wLC2IvNgDIg/s1600-h/woods2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R6X4aHjo-TI/AAAAAAAAALk/wLC2IvNgDIg/s320/woods2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162805675438962994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(you have to click on the picture to watch Ickey Woods do his Ickey Shuffle.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-2959124766213678638?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/2959124766213678638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=2959124766213678638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2959124766213678638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2959124766213678638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-super-bowl-sunday.html' title='Happy Super Bowl Sunday'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R6X4aHjo-TI/AAAAAAAAALk/wLC2IvNgDIg/s72-c/woods2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-7780719363830861631</id><published>2008-01-30T13:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T16:34:32.627-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>treatment</title><content type='html'>Today is momma's first chemo treatment and I'm just about to jump out of my skin waiting to hear how it went.  I'm sure she'll call when she feels up to it, or dad will call when he thinks of it.  ::sigh:: I hate waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:  Momma made it home, well, actually, she went back to work.  She called and said she was feeling fine for the moment.  She picked out a few hats and scarves while she was there, they said that she would be losing her hair.  I'm curious how it will come back.  Will it remain the wavy, blonde locks I'm used to?  Will it come back straight, and gray?  Will it be as curly as mine and as beautifully snow white as my grandmother's was?  Anyway, she's in good spirits and I think that's half the battle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-7780719363830861631?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/7780719363830861631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=7780719363830861631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7780719363830861631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7780719363830861631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/01/treatment.html' title='treatment'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-6602201451435351747</id><published>2008-01-27T10:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T10:57:06.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the Night</title><content type='html'>I know I don't usually post on Sunday, but    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=265435170&amp;amp;blogID=350332024" target="_blank"&gt; Sasha &lt;/a&gt; had this on her blog and it looked like fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, iPod etc. on shuffle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fallin On (Finger Eleven)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hell's Bells (AC/DC)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red High Heels (Kelli Pickler) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before He Cheats (Carrie Underwood) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT IS YOUR &lt;st1:stockticker&gt;LIFE&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt;'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beautiful Girls (Sean Kingston)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White and Nerdy (Weird Al) *too funny!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pickin' Wildflowers (Keith&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;b style=""&gt;Anderson)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Figured You Out (Nickelback)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Carpal Tunnel of Love (Fall Out Boy)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT IS 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cyclone (Baby Bash feat. T-Pain)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR EX?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the End (Linkin Park)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Break My Fall (Breaking Benjamin)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR &lt;st1:stockticker&gt;LIFE&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt; STORY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eruption (Van Halen)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU &lt;st1:stockticker&gt;GROW&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt; UP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're Crashing, But You're No Wave (Fall Out Boy)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU &lt;st1:stockticker&gt;SEE&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt; THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Hate Everything About You (Three Days Grace) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of July (Shooter &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jennings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never Again (Nickelback)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heart-shaped Box (Nirvana)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Catch Me When I Fall (Ashlee Simpson)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hero (&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Kroeger feat. Josey Scott)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now press Next one more time and use it as your title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Into the Night (Santana feat. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Kroeger)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-6602201451435351747?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/6602201451435351747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=6602201451435351747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6602201451435351747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6602201451435351747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/01/into-night.html' title='Into the Night'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-6092177108784824441</id><published>2008-01-25T10:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T10:31:59.618-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scattergories</title><content type='html'>I was looking for a way to extend my morning procrastination this morning, and &lt;a href="http://www.heatherraescott.net/blog/" target="_blank"&gt;Heather &lt;/a&gt; had just the thing on her blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCATTERGORIES…it’s harder than it looks!  Copy and paste into a new email/blog.   When you are done, send it on, including to the person who sent it to you.  *Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the following…   *they have to be real places, names, things…nothing made up!  Try to use different answers if the person in front of you had the same 1st initial.   (WHICH BY THE WAY IS HARD IF YOU ALREADY READ THEIRS. You CAN’T use your name for the boy/girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name? Trish                                                                                                &lt;br /&gt;2. 4 letter word: Time                                                                                                         &lt;br /&gt;3. Vehicle: Tank                                                                                                               &lt;br /&gt;4. City: Trenton                                                                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;5. Boy Name: Tom&lt;br /&gt;6. Girl Name: Tina                                                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;7. Alcoholic drink: Tequila                                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;8. Occupation: Taxi driver                                                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;9. Something you wear: Tie&lt;br /&gt;10. Celebrity: Tom Cruise&lt;br /&gt;11: Food: Turkey&lt;br /&gt;12. Something found in a bathroom: Toothbrush                                                          &lt;br /&gt;13. Reason for being late: Tree Down                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;14: Cartoon Character: Tigger                                                                              &lt;br /&gt;15. Something you shout: ta-da&lt;br /&gt;16. Animal: Tiger&lt;br /&gt;17: Body Part: Teeth                                                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;18. Word to describe you: Talented&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-6092177108784824441?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/6092177108784824441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=6092177108784824441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6092177108784824441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6092177108784824441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/01/scattergories.html' title='Scattergories'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-960875636511048737</id><published>2008-01-23T08:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T08:50:01.373-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><title type='text'>do you heel?</title><content type='html'>Heeling used to be something you sent your dog to obedience school for.  Now it is riding on the wheels in your heels in your &lt;a href="http://www.heelys.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Heelys &lt;/a&gt;  shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week my son found a pair on e-bay. He's been begging for these shoes. I gave in and he got his Heelys.  It took him about 2 days to become a pro at heeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my daughter gave them a try.  She was heeling across the floor at lightning speeds in about 10 minutes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's my turn.  I can roll across the floor with them, but I'm not sure the awkward motions I make could be termed heeling.  It's more like trying to balance on a tightrope without any grace.  But I'm not going to be outdone by my kids.  I'll practice while they're at school and I WILL learn to heel like a pro.  If I don't break any bones first... Maybe I'll wear them to Wal-Mart this afternoon and wheel around the store like a kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-960875636511048737?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/960875636511048737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=960875636511048737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/960875636511048737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/960875636511048737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/01/do-you-heel.html' title='do you heel?'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-6357042425068539240</id><published>2008-01-20T09:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:32:17.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Been away too long</title><content type='html'>I meant to get back in here on Wednesday, but it's been a busy week.  Here's a taste of what awaited me when I got in from work on Tuesday night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R5Nwt5jbPDI/AAAAAAAAALI/HaWyS2x7NiQ/s1600-h/CIMG1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R5Nwt5jbPDI/AAAAAAAAALI/HaWyS2x7NiQ/s320/CIMG1050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157589932115180594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R5NwQpjbPCI/AAAAAAAAALA/DI7sdznr4dI/s1600-h/CIMG1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R5NwQpjbPCI/AAAAAAAAALA/DI7sdznr4dI/s320/CIMG1044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157589429604006946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R5NvvZjbPBI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Oaapl2NytYw/s1600-h/CIMG1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R5NvvZjbPBI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Oaapl2NytYw/s320/CIMG1043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157588858373356562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire family was also here. It was a real surprise party, and they got me good! I still haven't figured out where they hid all the cars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-6357042425068539240?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/6357042425068539240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=6357042425068539240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6357042425068539240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6357042425068539240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/01/been-away-too-long.html' title='Been away too long'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R5Nwt5jbPDI/AAAAAAAAALI/HaWyS2x7NiQ/s72-c/CIMG1050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-1712990771616546469</id><published>2008-01-14T08:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T08:32:57.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Nightstand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/New-Moon-Twilight-Book-2/dp/0316160199/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1200320592&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41fjBllItQL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Gate-Silhouette-Nocturne/dp/0373617607/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1200320867&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Sy2Ut1zQL._AA240_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Write-Verb-Start-Writing-Excuses/dp/1582974594/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1200320933&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51kmHGCgXDL._AA240_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Breast-Cancer-Dummies-Ronit-Ph-D/dp/0764524828/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1200321021&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51QM45RTR1L._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never read just one book at a time.  Do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-1712990771616546469?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/1712990771616546469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=1712990771616546469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/1712990771616546469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/1712990771616546469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/01/on-nightstand.html' title='On the Nightstand'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-771762205687624627</id><published>2008-01-11T15:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:32:18.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some days it's really hard to get any work done....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R4fgtpjbPAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4lEj3TzqzcU/s1600-h/CIMG1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R4fgtpjbPAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4lEj3TzqzcU/s320/CIMG1001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154335373401996290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's just too pretty to be ignored, isnt' she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R4fgMpjbO_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/qwz8E2eDCAQ/s1600-h/CIMG1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R4fgMpjbO_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/qwz8E2eDCAQ/s320/CIMG1000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154334806466313202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think she wants her nails done....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-771762205687624627?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/771762205687624627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=771762205687624627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/771762205687624627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/771762205687624627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/01/some-days-its-really-hard-to-get-any.html' title='Some days it&apos;s really hard to get any work done....'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/R4fgtpjbPAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4lEj3TzqzcU/s72-c/CIMG1001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-3410390146576617207</id><published>2008-01-07T09:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T09:21:27.282-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Conversations with a 13 year old</title><content type='html'>Last week my daughter's cell phone died.  She counted up her money, picked out a new one and I ordered it for her.  Here's what she said to me last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Mom, if my phone gets here today, don't open it, ok?&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Are you sure?  I thought you'd want me to go ahead and activate it as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;C: Well, yeah, ok.  But wear gloves, 'cause I wanna be the first one to touch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-3410390146576617207?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/3410390146576617207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=3410390146576617207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/3410390146576617207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/3410390146576617207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/01/conversations-with-13-year-old.html' title='Conversations with a 13 year old'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-3260480740864210583</id><published>2008-01-03T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:57:12.301-06:00</updated><title type='text'>planets aligned against me or not?</title><content type='html'>I've been running like a crazy woman since the first, with hardly a second to myself.  Here's my mini-journal entry from today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Work, 9-5&lt;br /&gt;Straight to Olive Garden for dinner with [aunt and uncle from out of town], then home to help C study science and help J get started with blackboard.  Is fate conspiring against me, or is it an elaborate form of self-sabotage?&lt;/blockquote&gt;Personally, I'm going for fate right now, 'cause I don't wanna take responsibility....but we all know the truth, don't we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-3260480740864210583?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/3260480740864210583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=3260480740864210583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/3260480740864210583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/3260480740864210583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2008/01/planets-aligned-against-me-or-not.html' title='planets aligned against me or not?'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-5396446028440481749</id><published>2007-12-31T14:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:50:37.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-5396446028440481749?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/5396446028440481749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=5396446028440481749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/5396446028440481749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/5396446028440481749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-3723601888150618122</id><published>2007-12-24T11:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T11:45:06.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>I wanted to get in here and wish everyone a Merry Christmas while I had the time.  Our gifts are bought, most of them wrapped, and I've begun my baking for the day.  We begin our celebrations with supper tonight with the in-laws.  Then our own family Christmas tomorrow morning before we head out for a late lunch with my family.  Despite anything I've said to give the opposite opinion, I really do love this time of year!  Not the hectic preparations that go on before Christmas, but these days when most everything is done and I just feel relaxed in my final preparations before we spend time with our families. Now that's what Christmas is all about for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-3723601888150618122?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/3723601888150618122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=3723601888150618122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/3723601888150618122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/3723601888150618122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-7722692627120079635</id><published>2007-12-19T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T22:08:48.581-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who said the Holidays were supposed to be Happy?</title><content type='html'>It's been crazy around here. More crazy than usual, but you know, that's life.  I've been battling the cold from hell and I'm beginning to think I might have licked it, but I'm reserving judgement until I'm positive.  I've almost finished up my mom's Christmas shopping, but am having serious doubts that I'll ever finish my own.  Let alone the wrapping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma's lymph nodes popped positive for cancerous cells, so she is scheduled to have the rest of them removed tomorrow morning.  Another morning sitting around the hospital.  I'll take my Alphasmart with me again, and maybe this time I'll get some writing done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the up-side, I'm off work until after Christmas and the kids are out of school for the next two weeks.  Goodbye 6 a.m. alarm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you managed to miss &lt;a href="http://www.murdershewrites.com/?p=628" target="_blank"&gt;this post,&lt;/a&gt; go take a look.  You know we've all felt this way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-7722692627120079635?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/7722692627120079635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=7722692627120079635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7722692627120079635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7722692627120079635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-said-holidays-were-supposed-to-be.html' title='Who said the Holidays were supposed to be Happy?'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-7014292605735216317</id><published>2007-12-12T08:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T08:13:09.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>R&amp;R</title><content type='html'>Momma's surgery went fine yesterday and today is a day for a bit of rest and relaxation.  I'm taking it easy for a few hours, and I'm going to enjoy every minute of it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-7014292605735216317?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/7014292605735216317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=7014292605735216317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7014292605735216317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7014292605735216317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2007/12/r.html' title='R&amp;R'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-1494012252155800100</id><published>2007-12-07T08:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T08:25:17.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'>an explanation for my procrastination</title><content type='html'>OK. So I don't usually need any reason to procrastinate.  I'm a natural at it.  But this week has been particularly difficult.  I've found it very hard to settle down to any real work.  We found out on Monday that my mother has breast cancer.  She will have a mastectomy on Tuesday.  For a few days, it took the wind out of my sails.  We were trying to reconcile the big C with Momma's name attached and scrambling to figure out how to make Christmas the tradition it has always been with my family, yet still keep Momma comfortable and out of the kitchen. (No, that's not selfish talk. Momma doesn't want any changes in how we do Christmas.) It will take some doing, we'll probably have to tie her to the couch, but between my brothers, my aunt, my SIL and myself, we'll have a traditional Christmas.  No problem, just a shifting of some of  the responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is, that now that we've all digested the information, we're dealing with it.  Momma is in good spirits and actually looking forward to having the surgery behind her.  She is not expected to have to undergo any chemo or radiation treatments.  We've been very lucky that they caught this early.  It will be a blessed Christmas this year. I think we'll all appreciate it more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my reminded to all my girlfriends to keep your checkups current.  You just never know what they'll find.  (I think I'll go call my doc and schedule my own appointment.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-1494012252155800100?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/1494012252155800100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=1494012252155800100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/1494012252155800100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/1494012252155800100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2007/12/explanation-for-my-procrastination.html' title='an explanation for my procrastination'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-4787417088120533033</id><published>2007-12-05T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T13:09:20.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>was trying</title><content type='html'>to figure out how to add an RSS feed to my blog.  Haven't gotten it working yet and have to fix my daughter's blue jeans right now.  Wish me luck later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-4787417088120533033?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/4787417088120533033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=4787417088120533033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/4787417088120533033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/4787417088120533033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2007/12/was-trying.html' title='was trying'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-6400286217778272881</id><published>2007-11-26T12:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T12:40:23.934-06:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://activerain.com/image_store/uploads/3/0/9/1/0/ar117417400101903.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; This &lt;/a&gt; is where I am with my WIP (work in progress) right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-6400286217778272881?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/6400286217778272881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=6400286217778272881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6400286217778272881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6400286217778272881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2007/11/stuck.html' title='stuck'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-2273864584354258160</id><published>2007-11-22T11:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T11:17:53.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!!</title><content type='html'>Y'all try not to eat too much turkey today. ::g::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pA7ujUJCIdE&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pA7ujUJCIdE&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-2273864584354258160?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/2273864584354258160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=2273864584354258160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2273864584354258160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/2273864584354258160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!!'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-6479606808822382489</id><published>2007-11-18T19:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T19:35:45.547-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting factoids'/><title type='text'>Did you know...</title><content type='html'>that you can fix blown speakers with &lt;a href="http://www.gorillaglue.com/" target="_blank"&gt;gorilla glue&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-6479606808822382489?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/6479606808822382489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=6479606808822382489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6479606808822382489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6479606808822382489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2007/11/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know...'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-8215898713281589507</id><published>2007-11-15T19:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:18:04.382-06:00</updated><title type='text'>long time, no see</title><content type='html'>Wow.  I can't believe I haven't been in since Halloween!  Where does the time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been busy here with soccer, band (uniform fittings and alterations), homework and just life in general that I seem to have lost all track of time.  Not really unusual for me, as I am easily sidetracked.  *g*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caved and signed up at My Space.  Haven't figured out what to do over there yet, but I'll work on it a little at a time.  Come see &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=280244384" target="_blank"&gt; me &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-8215898713281589507?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/8215898713281589507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=8215898713281589507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/8215898713281589507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/8215898713281589507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2007/11/long-time-no-see.html' title='long time, no see'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-1810469378437872952</id><published>2007-10-31T20:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:42:18.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dfx8Nc6VKnI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dfx8Nc6VKnI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-1810469378437872952?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/1810469378437872952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=1810469378437872952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/1810469378437872952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/1810469378437872952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-6756201113550223864</id><published>2007-10-29T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T19:16:42.480-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>lest you think...</title><content type='html'>that our camping trip was a total bust after my accident, let me assure you that it wasn't.  DD found a radio station that she really liked and discovered a new favorite song.  We've listened to it many times since, so I thought I'd share it with you.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BYGCT4AQIR0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BYGCT4AQIR0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-6756201113550223864?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/6756201113550223864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=6756201113550223864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6756201113550223864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/6756201113550223864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2007/10/lest-you-think.html' title='lest you think...'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-7673794073977430864</id><published>2007-10-25T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:32:19.263-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accidents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>the accident</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm totally cheating on this one.  I posted to a group of friends about my accident this weekend, and to be quite honest, I just don't want to have to re-type it.  I feel like I've told the story a million and one times.  So I'm just going to past what I sent to my friends, then I'll add a couple of pictures, just for the fun, technicolor aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We had a nice weekend away. Except for one thing. DH ran over me with the camper. It's not as bad as it sounds, I was feet away from the wheels, but all I could think as I tumbled around underneath was, "where will the tires roll over me, and will it be fatal, or just painful..." No life flashing before my eyes, no time to think to roll out of the way and lay flat in the center of the camper. Just the vague wonder of whether I'd be around for long or not. And lots of screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I'm not badly hurt. My right elbow, and wrist are skinned up, as is my left palm. I have bruises on the backs of my upper arms and my left shoulder is scratched. My right knee is pretty banged up and I have a horrendous burise on my right hip. All in all, I look like I had a bad bike wreck. I've had a migraine everyday since, as well. Which is what I'm going to do now. Take some medicine and find a quiet, dark place to close my eyes.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/RyE87vsqzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vwmLoh1YSQk/s1600-h/CIMG0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/RyE87vsqzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vwmLoh1YSQk/s320/CIMG0776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125444848038104450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bruise on the back of my right arm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/RyE_YvsqzZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/k1rlBKI9K_M/s1600-h/CIMG0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/RyE_YvsqzZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/k1rlBKI9K_M/s320/CIMG0809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125447545277566354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my knee.  For such a simple scrape, it sure does hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/RyE_Y_sqzaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/0B0S_p2WDRY/s1600-h/CIMG0813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/RyE_Y_sqzaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/0B0S_p2WDRY/s320/CIMG0813.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125447549572533666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bruise on my hip.  It is the area that is the most tender.  Even turning over in my sleep hurts it.  Is it any wonder?  Still, all in all, I was very lucky.  So I'm trying not to make my hubby pay too much....[evil grin]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did you notice the scale I made?  Very CSI, isn't it?  I did that because my family kept calling to see how I was.  It was almost like they didn't believe I was all right.  So I took the pictures to reassure them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-7673794073977430864?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/7673794073977430864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=7673794073977430864' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7673794073977430864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7673794073977430864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2007/10/accident_25.html' title='the accident'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/RyE87vsqzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vwmLoh1YSQk/s72-c/CIMG0776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-7483715088454620991</id><published>2007-10-22T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T17:07:06.594-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>accident</title><content type='html'>I'm recovering from a minor accident I had while camping.  Will be back on Wednesday with photos and details....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-7483715088454620991?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/7483715088454620991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=7483715088454620991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7483715088454620991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/7483715088454620991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2007/10/accident.html' title='accident'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-811193045781060899.post-1918584881511628149</id><published>2007-10-15T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T09:30:44.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>New blog-first post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So today I start a new blog.  It's Monday, in case you didn't know.  And I don't have anything wise to say.  ::g::  But I do have a lot to do.   My todo list is very, very long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going camping over fall break and are trying to get the camper ready to go.  If we'd used it much this summer, it wouldn't be a lot of work, but since this will be our first trip since early June, it's almost like de-winterizing it all over.  I have a list to work from, though.  Otherwise I would forget something (and likely still will).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing has been almost non-existent since school started, so I'm building up my writing muscles slowly.  Today's goal is only one page.  I should be able to meet that goal.  But first, I have to go catch the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casey got in a fight a couple of weeks ago, and she gets her staples out today.  Naturally, when one of the animals has an appointment, they disappear.  So I've given myself 45 minutes to go out and find her.  Might not be too hard, I just heard her bark in the driveway.  Better go catch her while I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/811193045781060899-1918584881511628149?l=triciafields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/feeds/1918584881511628149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=811193045781060899&amp;postID=1918584881511628149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/1918584881511628149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/811193045781060899/posts/default/1918584881511628149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://triciafields.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-blog-first-post.html' title='New blog-first post'/><author><name>Tricia Fields</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01935624024772532765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_rzbY_fQzqhY/SH1n_YNYLxI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FM14WamZqpU/S220/Mayfield-27.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
