<?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-7209593997735424552</id><updated>2011-11-27T20:22:47.550-04:00</updated><category term='Pakistan'/><category term='reprimand'/><category term='poor'/><category term='kindergarten'/><category term='sad'/><category term='kindergarted'/><category term='introduction'/><category term='finance'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='Barnes and Noble'/><category term='death'/><category term='community'/><category term='art'/><category term='Randy Pausch'/><category term='Last Lecture'/><category term='help'/><category term='creativity'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='artist'/><category term='summer'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='sink'/><category term='FCAT'/><category term='diappointing'/><category term='class'/><category term='flu'/><category term='tv'/><category term='procrastination'/><category term='Spanish'/><category term='South Florida'/><category term='kids'/><category term='friends'/><category term='back to school'/><category term='goggles'/><category term='Washington'/><category term='children'/><category term='advice'/><category term='blessed'/><category term='third grade'/><category term='peace'/><category term='parties'/><category term='customer service'/><category term='success'/><category term='bills'/><category term='culture'/><category term='card'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='entrepreneurship'/><category term='first day of school'/><category term='international'/><category term='school'/><category term='swim caps'/><category term='ideas'/><category term='punishment'/><category term='cold'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='writers block'/><category term='Walmart'/><category term='Brazil'/><category term='tropical storm'/><category term='sick'/><category term='failure'/><category term='writing'/><category term='Fay'/><category term='Mas Que Nada'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>MOTHER'S MILK</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-3807092804000998572</id><published>2010-07-06T22:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:43:36.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(FW: This is a test...)This is a test of the mobile blogging system...regularly scheduled programming will resume shortly. Had this been a true emergency, this test would be followed by some really meaningful information about what to do next! Alas this is only a test!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-3807092804000998572?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/3807092804000998572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=3807092804000998572&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/3807092804000998572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/3807092804000998572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2010/07/fw-this-is-test.html' title=''/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-3178340987778286827</id><published>2010-03-16T21:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T12:21:10.280-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writers block'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>I'm BAAACK...I hope!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to inquiries and the encouragement of quite a few friends, family members, colleagues and an awesomely inspiring artist by the name of Jackie Battenfield (author of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Artist Guide: How to Make a Living Doing What You Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...she recently visited So FL and gave an awesome workshop), I have decided to resume writing this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to form, I had somehow convinced myself, despite evidence to the contrary, that nobody was reading or cared whether I wrote another word...but I guess that wasn't at all the truth (shout out to all my friends/family)! While perhaps the whole world doesn't care about what I have to say or what my kids are doing...I experience something akin to euphoria every time I successfully complete and post an entry. I move closer to my artistic goals every time I re-engage the craft of writing; every time I accurately and artfully capture an idea and share it with whoever may care to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consistent with my personality, I had gotten myself totally worked up about the nuts and bolts and forgot to focus on the enjoyment of the creative process. Case in point, I had tricked myself into believing that I needed to do more research on the topic of blogging, that I was somehow not capable of blogging without some sort of instruction and therefore had to learn more about all the tools and tricks of the trade...despite the fact that I had already been posting updates for over a year and had a whopping four followers ...(don't laugh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In essence the disease of procrastination coupled with the often simultaneous ailment of self-doubt had infiltrated, taken over my brain and  resulted in an  all encompassing bout of creative paralysis! Many very creative and otherwise intelligent people fall prey to this combination of ailments and even more devastating, is the failure to recognize this brain drain for what it is and as a result remain stagnant, fail to move forward and ultimately become ZOMBIES...you're laughing, but you know what I mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I think I'm better now...at least I hope I'm better now...but I guess this  is a part of this whole process (at least it is for me anyway). I mean, after all, this (blog) is about my having gotten derailed in the past (and obviously in the present) and my desire to and pursuit of  getting back on track...isn't it (see my profile for clarification)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stick with me folks, apparently its gonna be a bumpy ride!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-3178340987778286827?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/3178340987778286827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=3178340987778286827&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/3178340987778286827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/3178340987778286827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-baaacki-hope.html' title='I&apos;m BAAACK...I hope!'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-6417898062501191312</id><published>2010-01-25T22:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T08:09:48.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiti, the earthquake, and my family: newyorker.com</title><content type='html'>This article written by Edwidge Danticat says so much! Not only does she illustrate the full range of emotions as can only be evoked following a tragedy, but she also gives a resonating glimpse at the spirit of the Haitian people and their iron clad survivor's spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/talk/comment/2010/02/01/100201taco_talk_danticat"&gt;Haiti, the earthquake, and my family: newyorker.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-6417898062501191312?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/6417898062501191312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=6417898062501191312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/6417898062501191312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/6417898062501191312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2010/01/haiti-earthquake-and-my-family.html' title='Haiti, the earthquake, and my family: newyorker.com'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-8592726530562907167</id><published>2009-09-09T13:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T12:48:48.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FW: Black Youth, at 14 years old, Invents Surgical Technique</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Look what kids can do when they apply themselves and take &lt;u&gt;personal responsibility (per the President's speech)&lt;/u&gt;!!!!&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;color:#1f497d;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;Black Youth Invents Surgical Technique - at 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="photo_content"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1025" src="http://www.blackamericaweb.com/files/images/616.pic9.article.jpg" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tony Hansberry II isn't waiting to finish medical school to contribute to improved medical care. And he's only 14.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date: Tuesday, June 16, 2009, 4:26 am &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By: Jackie Jones, BlackAmericaWeb.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="resizeableText"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony Hansberry II isn't waiting to finish medical school to contribute to improved medical care. He has already developed a stitching technique that can be used to reduce surgical complications, as well as the chance of error among less experienced surgeons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've always had a passion for medicine," he said in a recent interview. "The project I did was, basically, the comparison of novel laparoscopic instruments in doing a hysterectomy repair."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Hansberry is a 14-year-old high school freshman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In April, the brilliant teen presented his findings at a medical conference at the University of Florida before an audience of doctors and board-certified surgeons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hansberry attends Darnell-Cookman, a special medical magnet school that allows him to take advanced classes in medicine. Students at the s chool master suturing in eighth grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just want to help people and be respected, knowing that I can save lives," said Hansberry, the son of a registered nurse and an African Methodist Episcopal church pastor. His goal is to become a neurosurgeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea for his procedure developed last summer during an internship at the University of Florida's Center for Simulation Education and Safety Research at Shands Hospital in Jacksonville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hansberry responded to a challenge to improve a procedure called the endo stitch, used in hysterectomies that could not be clamped down properly to close the tube where the patient's uterus had been. The teen devised a vertical way to apply the endo stitch and, using a medical dummy, completed the stitching in a third of the time of traditional surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It took me a day or two to come up with the concept," Hansberry said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was supervised by Dr. Brent Siebel, a urogynecologist, and Bruce Nappi, administrative director of the Center for Simulation Education and Safety Research. Hansberry's discovery won second place in its regional science fair in February 2009 in the medical category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education experts say youngsters as young as 10 can experience great achievement at an early age if their thirst for knowledge is encouraged and they are given opportunities to shadow professionals and get internships. Also, a rigorous study schedule that also builds in some recreation is key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school internships and oth er programs are being used by educators to boost the number of young people interested in medicine in the face of projections that there will be a doctor deficit of as many as 200,000 physicians by 2020.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not hard if you have a passion for it," Hansberry said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela TenBroeck, the medical lead teacher, said in many ways, Hansberry is a typical student, but, she told the Florida Times Union that he is way ahead of his classmates when it comes to surgical skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would put him up against a first-year med student," she said. "He's an outstanding young man. And I'm proud to have him representing us."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hotep, (Ancient Egyptian/Kemetic word for 'Peace')&lt;br /&gt;Darrell Davis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&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/7209593997735424552-8592726530562907167?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/8592726530562907167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=8592726530562907167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/8592726530562907167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/8592726530562907167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/09/fw-black-youth-at-14-years-old-invents.html' title='FW: Black Youth, at 14 years old, Invents Surgical Technique'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-5287966498138925835</id><published>2009-06-26T13:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:47:28.472-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Icon/genius/revolutionary/risk taker/heartbreaker/ dreamchaser/advocate/transcendant/excellent/permanent-RIP MJ, FF, EM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-5287966498138925835?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/5287966498138925835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=5287966498138925835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/5287966498138925835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/5287966498138925835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/06/icongeniusrevolutionaryrisk.html' title=''/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-322612788231315384</id><published>2009-06-22T08:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:49:41.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Intriguing Alternative to the Standard Pursuit of Higher Education</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The one good thing about this recession is that it is functioning as a "reset" button of sorts, we are forced out of our respective comfort zones and into spaces of creative thinking. We have been forced rethink our approach to many things...and this is good! Last week I had the opportunity to listen to Tom Asbrook's show "&lt;a href="http://www.onpointradio.org/"&gt;On Point&lt;/a&gt;", during an &lt;a href="http://www.onpointradio.org/2009/06/the-new-global-student"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;a href="http://www.mayafrost.com/"&gt;Maya Frost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She’s the author of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/New-Global-Student-Thousands-International/dp/0307450627" target="_blank"&gt;“The New Global Student: Skip the SAT, Save Thousands on Tuition and Get a Truly International Education”&lt;/a&gt; and this book as well as the aforementioned radio interview really encapsulates my "susapicions about the benefits to global experiences for famlies and solidifies my desire for my children to be global citizens/ambassadors to the rest of the world. This whole conversation will hopefully signal a paradigm shift in the way we (Americans) approach life and the world as well as the way we are viewed internationally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onpointradio.org/stand-alone-player?fileUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.bu.edu%2Fwbur%2Fstorage%2F2009%2F06%2Fonpoint_0611_1.mp3&amp;amp;fileTitle=Global%20Students&amp;amp;starttime="&gt;Stand-alone player WBUR and NPR - On Point with Tom Ashbrook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are some really great resources shared by callers, I intend to check them out in a little more detail and share my finding here. Feel free to check it out for yourself and share some feedback with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;United World Colleges&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.uwc.org/"&gt;http://www.uwc.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rotary Program&lt;/strong&gt; - Youth Exchenge Program (Florida) &lt;a href="http://www.ryeflorida.org/"&gt;http://www.ryeflorida.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;University of St. Andrews&lt;/strong&gt; (Scotland) - &lt;a href="http://www.st-andrews.ac.uk/admissions/int/summerschools/"&gt;http://www.st-andrews.ac.uk/admissions/int/summerschools/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type of programme:&lt;/strong&gt; Pre-college academic and cultural enrichment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Participants:&lt;/strong&gt; Coeducational - North American students about to enter 11th, 12th grade or college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maximum enrolment:&lt;/strong&gt; 60&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-322612788231315384?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/322612788231315384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=322612788231315384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/322612788231315384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/322612788231315384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/06/intriguing-alternative-to-standard.html' title='An Intriguing Alternative to the Standard Pursuit of Higher Education'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-5246388304560579314</id><published>2009-06-12T14:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:38:38.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right here, right now i am in heaven. I am sitting in my local library behind a huge pile of children&amp;#39;s books, on my son&amp;#39;s 3rd birthday, while he and his dad are out shopping for the much anticipated shocolit cake! The girls are in their portugese class and for another 30 min. I get to enjoy a bit of solitude...later we will go house hunting followed by cake and ice cream...i wonder what a three year old wishes for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-5246388304560579314?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/5246388304560579314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=5246388304560579314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/5246388304560579314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/5246388304560579314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/06/right-here-right-now-i-am-in-heaven.html' title=''/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-4328191960896067104</id><published>2009-05-27T23:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:04:56.444-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goals are essential in attaining success, they are the measuring sticks against which we gauge achievement... My mantra as of late! 1 book, 30 poems, 8 lbs/ month. I will work toward these personal goals with the same ferocity and dedication as the desires i hold for my children...i owe it to my family and to myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-4328191960896067104?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/4328191960896067104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=4328191960896067104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/4328191960896067104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/4328191960896067104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/05/goals-are-essential-in-attaining.html' title=''/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-434674517978785358</id><published>2009-05-26T22:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:04:46.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 2 of working out...pilates...i think im  paralyzed from the waist up! q: how did i let myself get so out of shape?! I weigh what i did at 40 wks  pregnant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-434674517978785358?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/434674517978785358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=434674517978785358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/434674517978785358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/434674517978785358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-2-of-working-out.html' title=''/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-369987774307447727</id><published>2009-05-24T08:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T08:23:59.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It&amp;#39;s on! My first workout went off without a hitch! I got up and went to the gym straightaway! I biked for 30 min and a few reps w/ weights! I am so proud of me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-369987774307447727?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/369987774307447727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=369987774307447727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/369987774307447727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/369987774307447727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-on-my-first-workout-went-off-without.html' title=''/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-8464251252548189259</id><published>2009-05-19T13:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:53:36.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RESOURCES FOR SUMMER READING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: #b5c4df 1pt solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 3pt; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Friends:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;I finally pulled some links together for my annual Summer Reading BONANZA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;font-size:10;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;(…I haven’t decided which list(s) I’ll be using but when I do I will happily let you know…) eventually I will post on the blog…www.adrianeclarke.blogspot.com …THANKS FOR THE ENCOURAGEMENT &amp;amp; ENTHUSIASM!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I usually combine handwriting/art in the form of journals (I love the marble composition books with space for drawing) and this year I’ll be incorporating collages and book reports (maybe video reports/book reviews) and a treasure box (stickers, art supplies, coupons).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maybe we can do some meet ups in a convenient park or library…let me know!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ENJOY&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SUMMER READING LISTS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.education-world.com/a_curr/curr244.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.education-world.com/a_curr/curr244.shtml&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;I thought this template from Microsoft(R) Office Online might interest you….&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;"Weekly class schedule"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://office.microsoft.com/en-us/templates/TC010183931033.aspx?pid=CT101172751033&amp;amp;WT.mc_id=42"&gt;http://office.microsoft.com/en-us/templates/TC010183931033.aspx?pid=CT101172751033&amp;amp;WT.mc_id=42&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BOOK REPORT FORMS – FYI - This site is a Christian site, but the forms are generic&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.lovetolearnplace.com/BookReports/BookReport.html&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-8464251252548189259?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/8464251252548189259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=8464251252548189259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/8464251252548189259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/8464251252548189259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/05/fw-resources-for-summer-reading.html' title='RESOURCES FOR SUMMER READING'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-37461292577724860</id><published>2009-05-19T09:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T13:58:40.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out this SocialMiami.com page</title><content type='html'>I LOVE TIM GUNN!!! GREAT/PRACTICAL/CLASSIC ADVICE FROM A PRO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friend, Adriane, kindly forwarded this link to you:&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.socialmiami.com/articles/tim_gunn_miami.asp"&gt;http://www.socialmiami.com/articles/tim_gunn_miami.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SocialMiami.com sends free weekly e-newsletters with the latest on where to go and who to know in South Florida. Use us on a weekly basis to plan your social calendar. Visit SocialMiami now to sign up -- it's free!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-37461292577724860?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/37461292577724860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=37461292577724860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/37461292577724860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/37461292577724860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/05/check-out-this-socialmiamicom-page.html' title='Check out this SocialMiami.com page'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-4389758911615974344</id><published>2009-05-05T22:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:49:23.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summer is right around the corner and it seems like it was only yesterday that we were getting ready for the first day of school! We&amp;#39;ve had a great year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-4389758911615974344?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/4389758911615974344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=4389758911615974344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/4389758911615974344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/4389758911615974344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-is-right-around-corner-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-5246112043254559490</id><published>2009-04-28T10:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T16:14:32.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE THIS IDEA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Celebrate the second national Poem In Your Pocket Day on Thursday, April 30, 2009!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The idea is simple: select a poem you love during National Poetry Month then carry it with you to share with co-workers, family, and friends on April 30, 2009.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poems from pockets will be unfolded throughout the day with events in parks, libraries, schools, workplaces, and bookstores. &lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/submitevent.php"&gt;Create your own Poem In Your Pocket Day event&lt;/a&gt; using ideas below or let us know how you will celebrate Poem In Your Pocket Day by emailing &lt;a href="mailto:npm@poets.org"&gt;npm@poets.org&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/page.php/prmID/406?gclid=COn8i9ytk5oCFQVuswodlCHDMg"&gt;http://www.poets.org/page.php/prmID/406?gclid=COn8i9ytk5oCFQVuswodlCHDMg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';font-size:10;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-5246112043254559490?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/5246112043254559490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=5246112043254559490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/5246112043254559490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/5246112043254559490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-this-idea.html' title='I LOVE THIS IDEA'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-4862211599886272562</id><published>2009-03-31T10:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:05:46.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CLIPS FROM BRAVE NEW VOICES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Clips from the documentary featuring The Write Side Poets &lt;span style="color:#1f497d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(representing South Florida)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;can be found on the Brave New Voices website : &lt;a href="http://www.bravenewvoices.org/"&gt;http://www.bravenewvoices.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;HBO hosted a premiere at Cinema Paradiso last night…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Russell Simmons presents Brave New Voices&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;Narrated by Queen Latifah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Airing on &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/bravenewvoices" target="_blank"&gt;HBO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ll PM ET/PT&lt;br /&gt;Beginning APRIL 5th.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;Watch the entire first episode &lt;a href="http://hbo.com/bravenewvoices" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-4862211599886272562?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/4862211599886272562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=4862211599886272562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/4862211599886272562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/4862211599886272562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/03/clips-from-brave-new-voices.html' title='CLIPS FROM BRAVE NEW VOICES'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-6194734317184826346</id><published>2009-03-16T12:20:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:11:22.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A POWERFUL DOCUMENTARY ABOUT THE FEMALE AS ARTIST &amp; MOTHER...JUST IN TIME FOR WOMEN'S HISTORY MONTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I come from a long family history of artists, and though I am often pegged as the artistic type, I have often stifled the pursuit of art as a profession. (Ironically, I spend most of my work day trying to convinve other artists to do exactly the opposite (HYPOCRISY AT ITS FINEST...I know) The truth of the matter is that I have been afraid to fail, I hate when things dont come easily and fear the judgement of my creation(s). I've been slowly coming to terms with all of this...this is partially why I havent blogged in a while, I have been slowly working my way back to a place of confidence in my writing and returning to the exhilaration I feel when creating artwork...maybe I will get back there one day, maybe not...at any rate, I CAME ACROSS THE TRAILER FOR THIS DOCUMENTARY…JUST IN TIME FOR WOMEN’S HISTORY MONTH and needless to say I AM INSPIRED!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;Check it out by visiting their website&lt;a href="http://www.whodoesshethinksheis.net/"&gt;http://www.whodoesshethinksheis.net/&lt;/a&gt; or on the video bar at the left of this page!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;ENJOY &amp;amp; BE INSPIRED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whodoesshethinksheis.net/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = v /&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" preferrelative="t" spt="75" coordsize="21600,21600" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;&lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:path connecttype="rect" extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t"&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt;&lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="Picture_x0020_2" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; 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MOTHER...JUST IN TIME FOR WOMEN&apos;S HISTORY MONTH'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-4600722886755694909</id><published>2009-02-25T19:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:01:24.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>EDUCATION...ASK FOR MORE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;NEWSFLASH: Parents worry about all kinds of things; some  of which are valid others not so valid. Our worries range from the concrete to the arcane. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My current point of cogitation - my incessant worry about the quality of my children’s education. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I worry that despite my efforts to provide them with the information, opportunity and resources necessary to succeed somehow I am falling short. While not working an minimum wage job, I'm certainly not making the kind of money that can support $13,000 - $30,000 per child in tuition. As a full time employee the time and energy available to bolster my children's education is drastically limited. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So it is this time of year that I find myself considering my options: extend myself beyond the point of financial and physical ability to put them into private school in hopes that the effect of socio-cultural/socio-economic isolation does not supercede the benefits of a high quality academic experience; engage in non-stop prayer 1)-that we will be selected in the magnet school lottery  and 2)-that the program is as wonderful as it looks on paper; quit my job and homeschool the kids leaving my husband to shoulder all of the financial responsibility and go with governement subsidized health insurance. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I worry that though the resources at our assigned school are limited that they are not being sufficiently challenged at the charter school down town.   Add to these concerns the fact that the state of Florida is ranked something like 48th in the US in terms of the funding of education, that our teachers (including my husband) are severly under payed and that we are ranked very low if not last in terms of achievement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, I wonder, what exactly should I do? Move? Homeschool? Grin and bear it? I'm frustrated and exhausted and sick of school administrators who act like my expectations are too high...you're damn right...my EXPECTATIONS ARE HIGH...I WANT MORE!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-4600722886755694909?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/4600722886755694909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=4600722886755694909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/4600722886755694909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/4600722886755694909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/02/educationask-for-more.html' title='EDUCATION...ASK FOR MORE!'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-8911069805360587903</id><published>2009-01-29T17:41:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:05:40.834-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ABOUT FACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For months, I have vicariously enjoyed the "coolness" that is Facebook, my cubicle mate Sam has had a ball catching up with friends past, present and future -- their posts of old pictures and other reminisces...I have giggled and oohed right along with her...not considering what/who I might find, or who might find me... if I too joined "the Face" (my new nickname for it..you like?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing an idea I had for a novel, Sam (who is also my "reading/writing buddy") gave me an assignment... join Facebook. The thought was that it would give me a link to so much "historical" information relevant to this crazy book idea I have...and, I knew she was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I joined and got the first Friend Acceptance Notification &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; the first Friend Request... &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; found my long lost step siblings...and got in contact with KIARA &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; saw all those old photos... lawd, I was hooked after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This addiction is a little different from my previous Myspace addiction, because I was more so addicted to the artistic elements, adding slideshows, music, videos, and backgrounds, whereas with Facebook things appear to be more straightforward. I love the constant activity and millions of possible ways to track down old friends; by day 2 or 3 I already had a solid 20 friends (52 less than a week later), and most of them were from high school or college!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to see who had gotten married, who had babies, who lived where, who went back to school, who has been traveling...I am even able to KIT with my husband's fam in Barbados!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between Skype and Facebook... I've been having a blast! Flu and all! ...Adriane is...wondering if I could set up a Facebook/Skype intravenous drip? &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMIM1ZHcNI/AAAAAAAABFU/9vUXOjLKeQc/s1600-h/Picture+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297086603301712082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMIM1ZHcNI/AAAAAAAABFU/9vUXOjLKeQc/s200/Picture+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TECHNOLOGY...GOTTA LOVE IT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMImsnFGqI/AAAAAAAABFk/PJgxhWre21Y/s1600-h/Picture+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297087047620958882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 83px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 84px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMImsnFGqI/AAAAAAAABFk/PJgxhWre21Y/s200/Picture+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMITiRg7TI/AAAAAAAABFc/z5q_ohEQZz0/s1600-h/Picture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297086718428638514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMITiRg7TI/AAAAAAAABFc/z5q_ohEQZz0/s200/Picture+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-8911069805360587903?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/8911069805360587903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=8911069805360587903&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/8911069805360587903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/8911069805360587903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-face.html' title='ABOUT FACE'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMIM1ZHcNI/AAAAAAAABFU/9vUXOjLKeQc/s72-c/Picture+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-255517180960223133</id><published>2009-01-13T16:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:10:33.728-04:00</updated><title type='text'>READ MORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMKHVSImtI/AAAAAAAABFs/U75M2rnWTjk/s1600-h/DSCF3086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297088707806403282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMKHVSImtI/AAAAAAAABFs/U75M2rnWTjk/s200/DSCF3086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my New Year’s resolutions is to READ MORE. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I do a lot of reading with the children and a lot of reading for work, but I rarely have the time or mental fortitude to read simply for PLEASURE. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This desire to be consumed by a good book has been slowly rising to the surface over the last few months of 2008, I’ve tamped it down each time by reading something with Zen or flipping through a magazine, but the crescendo came while vacationing in Barbados. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With all that “FREE time”, no work, no taxiing to and fro, no demands, I actually had the OPPORTUNITY to READ (not listen to) a whole novel from cover to cover and experience the bliss that has been gurgling up for a while now. The book of choice was Khaled Hosseini’s &lt;i&gt;A Thousand Splendid Suns&lt;/i&gt; and though I hate reading books out of sequence, I proceeded to do so with this one and was hooked in no time! The first night, I read at least 15 chapters, and another one as I woke up the next morning and each night I read despite the mosquitoes buzzing loudly over hear or the invitations to go out … I was completely ensconced, transported to Kabul, I was no longer in Barbados, I was in Kabul, I saw Kabul, smelled Kabul, tasted Kabul…I was Miriam’s neighbor, I was the fly on Laila’s bedroom wall, I was Tarik’s leg and Rasheed’s belt. Now, some will read this book and wonder why I was so enthralled with it, perhaps the book will not have the same magic to another reader, maybe it will…for me, it matters not! What does matter to me is that again a door that had slowly inched closed has been thrusted open once more and have begun to pursue this escape yet again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I will no longer allow myself to use the excuse of no time and no energy, I will use the tools afforded my to experience this escape...for cryin out loud I work in a library and audiobooks are the perfect tool for a wandering mind…so far I’ve been able to “read” The House at Sugar Beach (Helene Cooper), The Brief and Wonderous Life of Oscar Wao (Junot Diaz), A Thousand Splendid Suns(Khaled Hosseini), and Eat, Pray, Love (Elizabeth Gilbert)next God of Small Things (Arundhati Roy), Life of Pi , Kite Runner (Khaled Hosseini)…the sky’s the limit! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-255517180960223133?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/255517180960223133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=255517180960223133&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/255517180960223133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/255517180960223133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/01/read-more.html' title='READ MORE'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMKHVSImtI/AAAAAAAABFs/U75M2rnWTjk/s72-c/DSCF3086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-3463044749343641313</id><published>2009-01-12T12:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T08:54:07.448-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FW: Because I wish you a happy new fiscal year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#1f497d;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: #b5c4df 1pt solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 3pt; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt; Because I wish you a happy new fiscal year!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:13;color:#7c9dc0;"&gt;Seven Habits for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:13;color:#7c9dc0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;Financially Fit New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:10;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Personal character is made of habits&lt;/b&gt; and habits come in two varieties: good and bad. The secret to learning good habits or breaking bad ones is found in conscious repetition. To create a habit, you must repeat an action over and over again until it becomes a natural response. To break a habit, you must to create a new one or choose not to do something over and over until it becomes a natural response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to become more financially responsible? Consciously focus on the following practices. Repeat them over and over until they become natural responses. Before you know it, these will be your habits, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Habit 1.&lt;/b&gt; Regularly balance your accounts. Financially responsible people calculate a current balance in their checkbook or online account after every transaction. They know where they are at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Habit 2.&lt;/b&gt; Save money consistently. Financially responsible people do not spend all the money they have and then rely on credit. They always save some and they do it first, before they pay anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Habit 3.&lt;/b&gt; Think first and spend later. This is the habit that keeps financially responsible people from spending money they don't have. They do not buy things impulsively. They make lists, weigh the consequences, wait for sales and above all, exercise self-control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Habit 4.&lt;/b&gt; Focus on the real price. Financially responsible people see through the come-ons, marketing hype and financing options. They know how to calculate the bottom line. If they can afford the full price, fine. If not, they are not interested in monthly payments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Habit 5.&lt;/b&gt; Know your financial condition. Financially responsible people know within a few bucks the current balance on their mortgage, their investment accounts and other assets. They make decisions based on how their net worth will be affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Habit 6.&lt;/b&gt; Refuse unsecured debt. Financially responsible people shun debt of all kinds, but especially unsecured debt. If they have secured, i.e. mortgage debt, they repay it rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Habit 7.&lt;/b&gt; Make principle-based decisions. Financially responsible people make financial decisions based on principles, not feelings. They know their feelings are fickle and can change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experts in human behavior say it takes 21 repetitions to break a bad habit or to establish a new habit. That means if you do something every day, after three weeks it will become a nearly automatic response, a habit. Continue for another 21 days and you will have established a life-long habit. It takes just six weeks to change your life.&lt;br /&gt;It is possible to learn good habits and unlearn bad ones, even those that are deeply ingrained. 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PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: #4f81bd 1pt solid; mso-element: para-border-div"&gt;&lt;p class="underline"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="PadderBetweenControlandBody"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve only been back in the country for a few days now and already I can feel that old familiar tightening in my chest!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How I long for those lazy days of book reading and sitting on the sand staring at the sea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I can still feel the amazing breeze and the sprinkle of the daily rain shower tickling my face as I nap (with one eye open of course, mother’s never really go on vacation).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday wasn’t so bad, but today more than made up for it. Each of us forgot something at home for Tafara it was her backpack…I forgot Tafara’s immunization forms…God knows what Zen forgot…Lion is too little to forget, etc…so I went back home to retrieve everything and used the opportunity to catch up on a few things…long story short got to work after 11AM…been flying by the seat of my pants ever since!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Came back to work yesterday in time to run a grant application workshop for which no materials had been prepped (my fault)…by last night, I was too pooped to get anything done ergo…the CRAZIES this morning! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So many people commented about how great I looked yesterday (rested and refreshed)…no such commentary today…wonder why?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/w:sdt&gt;&lt;/w:sdt&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = v /&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" stroked="f" filled="f" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t"&gt;&lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:path gradientshapeok="t" extrusionok="f" connecttype="rect"&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;o:lock aspectratio="t" ext="edit"&gt;&lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="Picture_x0020_2" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; Z-INDEX: 1; VISIBILITY: visible; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 75pt; POSITION: absolute; HEIGHT: 75.75pt; mso-wrap-style: square; mso-wrap-distance-left: 0; mso-wrap-distance-top: 0; mso-wrap-distance-right: 0; mso-wrap-distance-bottom: 0; mso-position-horizontal: left; mso-position-horizontal-relative: text; mso-position-vertical: absolute; mso-position-vertical-relative: line" type="#_x0000_t75" spid="_x0000_s1026" allowoverlap="f"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata href="file:///G:\Marketing\Email%20signature\license_plate_sm3.jpg" src="cid:image001.jpg@01C970DE.F61CC120"&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;w:wrap type="square" anchory="line"&gt;&lt;/w:wrap&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-7040349163641846570?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/7040349163641846570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=7040349163641846570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/7040349163641846570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/7040349163641846570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/01/return-of-crazies.html' title='Return of the Crazies'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-7974607515971823687</id><published>2009-01-01T09:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:14:15.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'>COMING TO A CLOSE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMLKlslmxI/AAAAAAAABF0/ikhJKUDYjcM/s1600-h/DSCF2832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297089863263558418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMLKlslmxI/AAAAAAAABF0/ikhJKUDYjcM/s200/DSCF2832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our vacation is rapidly dissapating...there are only two days left until we are snatched from this comfortable existence and thrust back into the insanity of our daily lives.&lt;br /&gt;I have had a blast...though I didnt paint the town red even at the encouragement of a variety of family friends... I have had a great time just taking it slow...&lt;br /&gt;I have savored the warmth and loving vibe of Simon's friends and extended family and basked in the glow of his siblingss interaction with the children.&lt;br /&gt;I have soaked up the sights, memorized the flavors of some of the best eats I've had in a while and have committed to never let such an expanse of time pass between visits ever again.&lt;br /&gt;Simon says that this trip has made him more focused on the things we need to do in order to move forward...while I share that feeling of renewal, I have also become aware of the fact that I would like to travel more and make more of an effort to keep in contact with friends and family here...to keep the children connected to their Bajan roots as well as give them a broader view of the world... we have had a wonderful time and will no doubt take the memories of our visit with with us as we cross the threshold of our vacation back into our every day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-7974607515971823687?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/7974607515971823687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=7974607515971823687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/7974607515971823687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/7974607515971823687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/01/coming-to-close.html' title='COMING TO A CLOSE...'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMLKlslmxI/AAAAAAAABF0/ikhJKUDYjcM/s72-c/DSCF2832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-8465641260567327745</id><published>2009-01-01T08:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:18:06.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMMFV0ohHI/AAAAAAAABF8/B-42l9l8mpc/s1600-h/DSCF3054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297090872614618226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMMFV0ohHI/AAAAAAAABF8/B-42l9l8mpc/s200/DSCF3054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well folks, we made it ....there's nothing like the change of the calendar year to make you feel like starting anew. We reflect on the year gone by and make mental notes of all the the things we could have done differently and hope to do differently next go around. Some people make resolutions religiously and break them with the same vigor with which they were made...others curse the concept and keep on going down the same road...I confess that I have been both overzealous and apathetic...but this year, I plan to sit down with my family and create family goals complete with attainable action steps. The goals will fall under three broad areas i.e.:health, wealth and wisdom. I then intend to post those goals so that we can chart our progress as we... progress :)... I think we better ge started while we're here and free from the hustle and bustle of our daily state side existence...nothing takes the wind out of your sail like having to go to work and tote the kids hither and yon and pay the bills and well you know where this is heading...this year I really crave the feeling of being organized. I remember what that used to feel like..I crave structure for my household and my children...all while putting an end this free fall that is my life...I crave some direction...I want to pare down on possessions, body fat and emotional baggage...I want to have a plan instead of just moving from day to day simply because... this year I want to answer the question....WHERE THE HELL ARE WE GOING WITH THIS THING? at any rate HAPPY NEW YEAR ...we'll keep you posted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-8465641260567327745?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/8465641260567327745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=8465641260567327745&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/8465641260567327745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/8465641260567327745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMMFV0ohHI/AAAAAAAABF8/B-42l9l8mpc/s72-c/DSCF3054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-316103890405611635</id><published>2008-12-26T21:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:56:50.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BOXING DAY</title><content type='html'>While we dont celebrate Bxng Day in the states, we celebrated it today first by visiting Aunt Boo and Aunt Pop...walking to the beach for a dip in not so calm seas (P.S. they surf in Barbados...I saw why today)... then going to Auntie Claudette's house for the Annual Boxing Day feast (as Zenze would say). We had a great time! More GREAT food and GREAT company! The children are tuckered out yet again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-316103890405611635?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/316103890405611635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=316103890405611635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/316103890405611635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/316103890405611635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/12/boxing-day.html' title='BOXING DAY'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-1595688926814503519</id><published>2008-12-26T20:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:39:38.535-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Caribbean Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297096220127065010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMQ8m2887I/AAAAAAAABGk/gnE9RRs7NYs/s200/DSCF2865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There was a slight nagging sensation on the days preceding Christmas Eve, but I couldnt quite figure out what was going on...I just assumed that I was still trying to settle in and get organized before Christmas, but by the morning of December 24th I has gone into a full fledged panic...for the past eight years every Christmas had been spent in Port Saint Lucie, Florida at my mother and stepfather's house. My motherhas painstakingly decorated the Christmas tree and gone to the trouble of buying candy canes and pies and hot chocolate to make the season resemble the Christmas of TV Land lore (i.e. warm as if we were in someplace where snow was possible.). This Christmas would obviousl be different, but how different. The panic set in, which isn't unusual since I am usually panicked about one thing or another, usually its about the presents and whether the children would feel the Christmas spirit being so far from home!&lt;br /&gt;I decided to calm down and let it unravel on its own...Luckily my sister-in-law, Katharine, had the brilliant idea to invite the kids over to her house to create decorate her Chrismas tree...instead of a traditional Christmas tree, we continued her and her roomate Angie's "tradition" and spray painted a series of tree branches metallic silver...added lights and decorations....voila! a Christmas tree...the giirls were mighty proud...Lion had been shipped off with his father so that I was able to fully concentrate on tghe matter at hand without interruption and worry of him impaling, blugeoning, or nearly killing himself or someone else (we mothers alwaya have to cover all the bases) I hear tell that he ended up at a beach side cafe with his father and thereby his cousin Alex, who fell in love with him immediately!&lt;br /&gt;Katharine and I eventually escaped to her room to wrap presents while Angie engaged the girls in preparing pick-up saltfish for the next day's brunch. We eventually made it home for a dinner of curry chicken and jasmine rice prepared by Simon (so you know that it was GREAT) and once the youngsters were in bed Zenze and I skyped the Fullers and wrapped presents while we filled them in on our vacation thus far, prior to this Zen had confided that this didnt really feel like Christmas...but after we wrapped her aunt and uncles gifts...she went to bed peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;The next day the kids slept in for the first time ever on Christmas and I awoke to an eerie silence...in my mind I had imaged people partying in the street, music blaring, noise and laughter...a Caribbean Christmas as I had known it in my youth, alas I remembered that Bajans tend to be a bit more reserved and thus my imagination had somehow conglomerated the carnival stylecelebrations of Trinidadians and Brazilians with a touch of V.I. ready-to- party-ness. The children eventually woke up, opened some presents, and prepared to go to breakfast at their aunt's house... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMNBLVjSUI/AAAAAAAABGE/zz5kCfUnRwI/s1600-h/DSCF2882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297091900592048450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMNBLVjSUI/AAAAAAAABGE/zz5kCfUnRwI/s200/DSCF2882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMQQNgLH_I/AAAAAAAABGc/KsPXlEMMEM8/s1600-h/DSCF2880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297095457406394354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMQQNgLH_I/AAAAAAAABGc/KsPXlEMMEM8/s200/DSCF2880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL IN ALL the day turned out to be so good! We had a great breakfast, we got to see Simon's friend Andrew Pilgrim ( BTW-I love his parents, especially his mother "Auntie Grace") and his wife, Bertha (who I had not met). Hang out with Matthew (always fun), give out presents, meet Angies family, her brother and his wife and children who were visiting from CA. Her parents who were very nice, spend time with Kathatrine (always a joy)...taste Adam's ham (yum yum)...all before driving over to Simon's cousin Peggy's house for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;This morning Simon said it best when he said..."We ate some good food yesterday!", no lie, we did indeed, because tghe spread at Peggy's house was amazing and delicious...two of my favorite dishes...macaroni pie and West Indian potato salad...OMG...add to that flying fish, green slad and my new fave simply called "jug" and dont forget the sorrell...too good. But, beyond all of the eating (which you know is a big deal, obviously) was the opportunity to spend time with Simon's family and friends, his cousin Peggy, her husband Barton, and their children Ayja, Rhea and joshua were all very nice and welcoming. I got to see Alex and Claire (whose newborn son Noah was too sweet and reminded us how quickly the children grow up), their parents Oscar and Marsha and meet their brother Julian, his wife, Nicole, and sons Dominic and Marcus. I got to see Hope and Natalie, took photos of the children with Simon's uncle Lancie...the list could go on and on...We also participated in a family tradtion that I think will crystallize this Christmas in the girls mind forever, the singing of "DRINK A RUM" as modified by the family to highlight events of the past year, including our visit to Barbados...it was great! I think Lion will also remember this Christmas a s the day he was allowed to run wild with his cousins, slither through dirt, and terrorize the famiy's seven cats to the point of exhaustion (the cats' not his)...his clothes are the true testimony of the fun he had. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMN9E_o3uI/AAAAAAAABGM/2YEscctteOs/s1600-h/DSCF2919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297092929681678050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMN9E_o3uI/AAAAAAAABGM/2YEscctteOs/s200/DSCF2919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMOsnzEuMI/AAAAAAAABGU/SEE5RvOInlo/s1600-h/DSCF2912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297093746478069954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMOsnzEuMI/AAAAAAAABGU/SEE5RvOInlo/s200/DSCF2912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while this Christmas had a different vibe...it turned out to be another version of Christmas that was equally as enjoyable for a variety of reasons, but mostly because my children learned that Christmas is more than getting presents and Santa Claus...it about time well spent hugging and kissing and being hugged and kissed by relatives who had longed to do so for years, for giving vs. getting presents and for enjoying the beauty of the world outside of 33069&gt;34952&gt;FL&gt;USA! I think we are ready to take this Christmas show on the road...lets start planning for next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-1595688926814503519?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/1595688926814503519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=1595688926814503519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/1595688926814503519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/1595688926814503519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/12/caribbean-christmas.html' title='A Caribbean Christmas'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SYMQ8m2887I/AAAAAAAABGk/gnE9RRs7NYs/s72-c/DSCF2865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-7822614612320949177</id><published>2008-12-22T23:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:56:39.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUELY A VACATION!</title><content type='html'>Waking up and going to sleep on Barbados have both been a pleasure. Perhaps it is the firmness of my brother-in-laws mattress or the fact that I have been staying awake so late at  night, or better yet perhaps it is the fact that I have left all worries behind in FLORIDA...that has allowed me to catch up on som much needed rest! We have been here for four days, we've gone to the beach twice, we have seen all of my husbands beauiful siblings with the exception of his youngest sister Rachel, who was at the beach while the kids and I stopped by her mom's house and ate up all of their food!&lt;br /&gt;We have visited Simon's 94 year old great aunt "Aunt Boo" (truely a genuine spirit) and his "Aunt Pop" whose Alzheimers has relegated her to bed, unlike my first visit years ago when she was up and about, obviously suffering from confusion but cheerful nonetheless!&lt;br /&gt;We've visited Aunt Yo at her beautiful-just- my-style-home with her "Caribbean Christmas tree"- a palm tree elegantly decorated with silver and white ornaments...and Simon's Auntie Claudette who we will see again on Boxing Day - I hear that the food is top notch!&lt;br /&gt;Today Zen and Tafi helped Angie train her exuberant 8 month old Rottweiler puppy "Wolf" and I hear that they were quite the assistants!&lt;br /&gt;Zen lost a tooth today and wonders about the tooth fairy finding the tooth...&lt;br /&gt;Lion waas found guilty of coloring with marker on Uncle Adam's  seafoam green microfiber couch...Tafara was an accessory but was released on her own recognances after lots of tears and tesimony by her older sister who suggested that while Tafara had been careless with the markers, she would never  intentionally color on the couch, while it was competely on Lion's character (and age group) to do so....&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we hope to get up and out early for an early morning drive to Morgan Lewis and we also will create a Chistmas tree for Auntie Katharine and Angie's house!&lt;br /&gt;TIL NEXT TIME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-7822614612320949177?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/7822614612320949177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=7822614612320949177&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/7822614612320949177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/7822614612320949177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/12/truely-vacation.html' title='TRUELY A VACATION!'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-7327694957085274548</id><published>2008-12-19T19:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:54:19.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WE PULLED IT OFF Y'ALL!</title><content type='html'>I write to you today with a certain sense of accomplishment! At approximately 11:45 PM last night my husband and I with our three bambinos en tow arrived at the Grantley Adams International Airport in Bridgetown, Barbados! It took some doing but we made it without any major incidents (a few threats here and there, a couple of forgotten items...really important things...but we are here and that is all that matters!)&lt;br /&gt;So some of you may be thinking..."Its great that you made it safe but whats all this accomplishment talk about?" Well, let me tell you! Until you have packed for a 16 day international trip for five people (with limited baggage in your possession), completed shopping lists, baked and delivered a few dozen cookies for teachers/teachers assistants, attempted something like cleaning  but failed to actually clean the house before leaving on vacation, forgot to pack swim diapers and your ATM card among other things certain to reveal themselves at a later time...ALL OF THIS, yet  you still manage to find yourself still exceedingly happy to be among family and friends...I'd say that is indeed quite an accomplishment!&lt;br /&gt;Everything was worth it to see my husband with his siblings and to see my children excited to be with their uncles and aunts...watching Lion was particularly rewarding, especially as he was scooped up into his Uncle Archie's lap and kissed and hugged and how natural this seemed...no hesitation or apprehension, he exuded pure joy, like he had known him his whole  life and had been looking for him! It was beautiful! I AM SURE THAT WE WILL REMEMBER THIS TRIP FOREVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned...photos and updates to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-7327694957085274548?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/7327694957085274548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=7327694957085274548&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/7327694957085274548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/7327694957085274548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-pulled-it-off-yall.html' title='WE PULLED IT OFF Y&apos;ALL!'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-3176028044661735474</id><published>2008-11-27T13:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:29:58.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BEEN SO LONG!</title><content type='html'>Boy does time fly!!! Its been well over a month since I've blogged...I've longed to do so, but between the struggle to remain upbeat in a tanking economy, maintain a thriving relationship with my hubby, keep my kids moving forward, prepare for upcoming travels and pursue love (of many things), I havent made the time to sit and sort my thoughts into coherant, tangible, and dare I say entertaining commentary...we've been living, things have been happening, and we are THANKFUL for all that we've come through and grow through!!! HAPPY THANKSGIVING...I wont be a stranger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-3176028044661735474?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/3176028044661735474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=3176028044661735474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/3176028044661735474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/3176028044661735474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/11/been-so-long.html' title='BEEN SO LONG!'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-1980721633536743700</id><published>2008-10-18T19:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T19:27:46.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NPR's This American Life: The Harlem Children's Zone</title><content type='html'>Re-thinking Urban Poverty...Proving it Takes A Village!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hcz.org/press-a-publications/151-this-american-life"&gt;NPR's This American Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 30-minute segment focuses on the beginning of HCZ's "pipeline" of services: The Baby College. It is an intimate look at how HCZ's work is transforming the lives of families and helping to break the cycle of generational poverty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-1980721633536743700?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/1980721633536743700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=1980721633536743700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/1980721633536743700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/1980721633536743700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/10/nprs-this-american-life.html' title='NPR&apos;s This American Life: The Harlem Children&apos;s Zone'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-5009237779353209647</id><published>2008-10-07T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T15:05:59.328-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Culture Scout Blog: The Future is Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blog.patricia-martin.com/2008/10/future-is-now.html#links"&gt;Culture Scout Blog: The Future is Now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-5009237779353209647?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://blog.patricia-martin.com/2008/10/future-is-now.html#links' title='Culture Scout Blog: The Future is Now'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/5009237779353209647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=5009237779353209647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/5009237779353209647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/5009237779353209647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/10/culture-scout-blog-future-is-now.html' title='Culture Scout Blog: The Future is Now'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-1440450386015229572</id><published>2008-09-30T19:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T19:39:35.562-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HARD WORK PAYS OFF...IN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SOK3NTM4PlI/AAAAAAAAAbE/-3WIOeXfFZ8/s1600-h/DSCF2502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251961554587893330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SOK3NTM4PlI/AAAAAAAAAbE/-3WIOeXfFZ8/s200/DSCF2502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Few things are more important to me than making sure that the kids are equipped with a strong academic foundation and the knowledge that they will be rewarded for hard work! This summer we worked on reading and writing and it shows...the girls both won their school's Golden Pencil Award this week!! This award is given for good penmanship and story writing...proof that whatever you put into the kids you get out of them...GOTTA GET CRACKIN ON THAT MATH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-1440450386015229572?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/1440450386015229572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=1440450386015229572&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/1440450386015229572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/1440450386015229572'/><link rel='alternate' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=2256205724006650161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/2256205724006650161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/2256205724006650161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-know-your-kid-is-artist-when.html' title='YOU KNOW YOUR KID IS AN ARTIST WHEN'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-4271019619650585652</id><published>2008-08-30T15:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T16:25:51.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>YEARS GONE BY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SLmsjXzz6TI/AAAAAAAAARQ/iz-O7Huyq0w/s1600-h/cake+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240409365109008690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SLmsjXzz6TI/AAAAAAAAARQ/iz-O7Huyq0w/s200/cake+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember the day Zen was born as if it were yesterday...but it wasn't yesterday...it was eight years ago this past Tuesday!!!! I can't believe it. I remember how I couldn't believe it when we celebrated her first birthday or her fifth and now she's eight! All mothers feel this and I dont know why I feel so surprised to feel the same mix of emotions. I'm happy because she is healthy, smart, funny, beautiful, talented, and the list goes on ...but I also a little twinge of terror mixed in with a touch of sadness. Horror because I know that things will probably only get more attitudinal from this point on and sad because she's not a baby anymore and I cant take her opinion for granted the way I did when she was two and I dressed her up the way I saw fit. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SLmqoxt8_uI/AAAAAAAAARA/LtHpFVKfo9E/s1600-h/DSCF0249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240407258939850466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SLmqoxt8_uI/AAAAAAAAARA/LtHpFVKfo9E/s200/DSCF0249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SLmpE1OlAPI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ZM2lBt8EQI8/s1600-h/DSCF2446.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm also proud that she tends to be more of a leader than a follower...this is very important to me, case in point, she wanted an MP3 player for her birthday, so we got it for her...we all wondered what she would want to load on it...my mom suggested Hannah Montana, Jonas Brothers, Chris Brown, Jordin Sparks...the popular bubble gum cast of this era. While I knew she was interested in them, I wasnt sure whether she was interested enough to include them on her list...when I finally asked her she said, "Mommy, no, I'm not all into them like that...that's not real music, its ok to watch but, who wants to listen to that all day?" No offense to anyone who's "all into them like that" but she really made me proud! When I continued the inquiry she requested: Sergio Mendes, India Aire, Corinne Bailey Rae, John Legend, Queen, ABBA, Norah Jones and Carole King!!! BOOM BABY! That's what I'm talkin' about! Its amazing how much influence you can have in eight years! HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZENZELE! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SLmreFsfJQI/AAAAAAAAARI/IuqkCdJCgZ8/s1600-h/DSCF2446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240408174835475714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SLmreFsfJQI/AAAAAAAAARI/IuqkCdJCgZ8/s200/DSCF2446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-4271019619650585652?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/4271019619650585652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=4271019619650585652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/4271019619650585652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/4271019619650585652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/08/years-gone-byeight-to-be-percise.html' title='YEARS GONE BY...'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SLmsjXzz6TI/AAAAAAAAARQ/iz-O7Huyq0w/s72-c/cake+picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-8984295777020694097</id><published>2008-08-23T16:57:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:36:12.080-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tropical storm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day of school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FCAT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindergarted'/><title type='text'>BACK TO SCHOOL BLUES...Its not what you think!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SLCBbsn83nI/AAAAAAAAAQY/cYdxqCU-70g/s1600-h/DSCF2397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237828679467064946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="182" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SLCBbsn83nI/AAAAAAAAAQY/cYdxqCU-70g/s320/DSCF2397.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you live in South Florida, then chances are your child's first day of school was delayed by the arrival of Tropical Storm Fay. While scores of teachers, students and even some parents welcomed this the summer's "stay of execution" others moaned terrible moans, gnashed their terrible teeth and even rolled their terrible eyes a la Maurice Sendak's wild things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SLCBylC6ldI/AAAAAAAAAQg/6s3cXiS1PKc/s1600-h/DSCF2406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237829072569669074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="189" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SLCBylC6ldI/AAAAAAAAAQg/6s3cXiS1PKc/s320/DSCF2406.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Clarke girls learned of this terrible injustice after returning home from their back to school beauty makeover and were quite dismayed that they would likely not be as glamorous as they were on Sunday when school finally opened. Zen tried to put on a brave face but she was obviously shaken by the travesty, she finally uttered "Of all the days why did she have to come on the FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!!! I can't take it. Tafara on the other hand wanted to know whether there would be a flood...this is her standard inquiry during thunderstorms, she also added, I'd rather go to Kindergarten than be in a flood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Fay came and went without any damage to our neck of the woods although some areas experienced a loss of power, flooding and excessive wind. School statred two days later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simon was happy because he got his wish...two days off of work, rain and wind...no damage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My emotions were mixed, I love the first day of school, but I appreciated the time off from work to focus on getting everything finalized for the BIG DAY (I get sooo excited!!!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I'm sorry that the summer has come to an end (THIS WAS MY BEST SUMMER EVER THANKS TO THE APPROVAL OF MY MODIFIED SCHEDULE -- Shout out to J&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SLCA4JKaGLI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/0nJyONI0FXU/s1600-h/DSCF2407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237828068652488882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SLCA4JKaGLI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/0nJyONI0FXU/s320/DSCF2407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;im, Jody and Mary :) ), the first day of school is the beginning of another adventure - Tafara is in BIG GIRL SCHOOL aka Kindergarten and Zen is in 3rd grade which is a big deal since they are the oldest kids on the east portion of the campus, their classrooms are &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;up&lt;/em&gt;stairs &lt;/u&gt;and now they'll be taking the FCAT...everybody say "oooh" :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all...I'm glad that they were disappointed about the first day being delayed...especially since all the other smart kids I know felt the same way!!! 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I AM MIGHTY PROUD!!! YOU GO GIRL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = v /&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_s1026" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; Z-INDEX: 1; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 75pt; POSITION: absolute; HEIGHT: 75.75pt; mso-position-horizontal: left; mso-position-vertical-relative: line; mso-wrap-distance-left: 0; mso-wrap-distance-top: 0; mso-wrap-distance-right: 0; mso-wrap-distance-bottom: 0; mso-position-horizontal-relative: text" allowoverlap="f" alt="" type="#_x0000_t75"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata href="file:///G:\Marketing\Email%20signature\license_plate_sm3.jpg" src="cid:image001.jpg@01C8F953.0D845FC0"&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = w /&gt;&lt;w:wrap type="square"&gt;&lt;/w:wrap&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-4336055479610242319?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/4336055479610242319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=4336055479610242319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/4336055479610242319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/4336055479610242319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-dont-do-shout-outsbut-if-i-did.html' title='I DONT DO SHOUT OUTS...BUT IF I DID'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SKy4yullkAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/9SmnrsPEG0w/s72-c/DSCF1721.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-2794589451440523392</id><published>2008-07-25T16:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T13:33:43.161-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Last Lecture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randy Pausch'/><title type='text'>REMEMBERING THE LAST LECTURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Like most of you who have seen, heard or read Randy Pausch’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=92922083#share"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Last Lecture,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; I was inspired to try to make the most of every moment and to leave a legacy for my children who will hopefully outlive me. My decision to finally start writing this blog was inspired in part by his lecture, which shifted my focus from the fear of dying (that's a whole other entry)to the business of living. We lost Mr. Pausch today but we are sure to remember him forever for his unfathomable display of bravery and grace even in the face of his impending death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;THANK YOU MR. PAUSCH YOUR FAMILY AND NOW MY FAMILY WAS BLESSED TO HAVE HAD YOU IN THE WORLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:100%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-2794589451440523392?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/2794589451440523392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=2794589451440523392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/2794589451440523392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/2794589451440523392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/07/remembering-last-lecture.html' title='REMEMBERING THE LAST LECTURE'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-8626270686103486477</id><published>2008-07-18T21:17:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T13:35:32.509-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mas Que Nada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Florida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pakistan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brazil'/><title type='text'>PEACE BEGINS WITH US</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SKy6NduzAHI/AAAAAAAAAPw/6LKiYtkKGh0/s1600-h/DSCF2384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236765207207018610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SKy6NduzAHI/AAAAAAAAAPw/6LKiYtkKGh0/s320/DSCF2384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Keachia's email signature says &lt;em&gt;Peace begins with me, &lt;/em&gt;simple enough right?! Such a simple sentiment has really resonated with me this summer. Before the summer began Pakistan was just a place that the kids heard mention of on NPR and &lt;em&gt;Mas que nada&lt;/em&gt; was just the title of a Sergio Mendes song. Since the beginning of the summer my children and I have met so many families from Brazil, the Middle East, Haiti, other parts of the US, the Caribbean and a number of families from Spanish speaking countries, that so many more things have been given a new meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living in SoFl, it is not&lt;em&gt; so&lt;/em&gt; strange to have intercultural experiences after all my neighbors downstairs are Brazilian, Peruvian and Puerto Rican! My children have always gone to very culturally diverse schools, but this summer I found myself going out of my way to make contact through meaningful conversation and it ultimately struck me...If we all took the time and made deliberate effort to connect with people from around the world we could start a chain reaction and possibly eradicate the ease with whichwe engage in warfare. If people in Washington knew Ali and his family personally, they probably would be less likely to drop bombs in his grandmother's backyard...and maybe the international community wouldnt have such a negative perception of Americans...hmmm, thats a thought!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recognize that not only does Peace BEGIN with me it is my RESPONSIBILITY to plant the seed and nurture it so that future generations reap the benefits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-8626270686103486477?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/8626270686103486477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=8626270686103486477&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/8626270686103486477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/8626270686103486477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends-world-peace.html' title='PEACE BEGINS WITH US'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SKy6NduzAHI/AAAAAAAAAPw/6LKiYtkKGh0/s72-c/DSCF2384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-6865050401535999831</id><published>2008-07-16T20:55:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:51:48.924-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><title type='text'>COULD SOMEBODY PUH-LEASE GIVE ME A CLUE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224513847074242050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" height="220" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SIEzqcr4PgI/AAAAAAAAALs/AKzoSJL6P1c/s320/DSCF1455.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; assume that like most Americans I grew up not really knowing or being taught much about financial matters. For the most part, I never really thought about money and nobody really brought it up. If I wanted something, I asked…sometimes I got it, sometimes I didn’t. I attended private school, lived in a house with air conditioning (BIG DEAL in the &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Virgin Islands&lt;/st1:place&gt;, even though it wasn’t Central Air), wore nice enough clothes (both my mother and grandmother are VERY fashionable), etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But there was no really detailed discussion about where the money came from or how you kept it. I mean, I saw my grandparents and parents go to work everyday and I knew that they got paid but like most kids my money was my money to do as I pleased (It wasn’t a whole lot of money, but it was money none the less). &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Even when my father didn’t pay my tuition on time, it never occurred to me that maybe he didn’t have the money, I always assumed that he forgot to pay (I still believe that it was because he was too busy to remember when it was due). My introduction to money management came after he became ill and could no longer work I began to receive social security payments, which looking back, could have been put to better use if I had some solid financial advice. I spent the money on things that seemed to be prorities at the time and saved a little to but a computer when I went to college. I guess looking back I had given more thought to real estate and stocks and more long term things vs. that size 2 designer dress that was oh so cute in 1995 but couldn't even fit my big toe now in 2008!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am indeed still baffled by financial matters. Last week one of my friends said, “I had more money at 21 than I do now at 31”. I’m afraid that I am in the same boat. By 23, I was already a college graduate and a homeowner…I was also already a wife and mother (great accomplishments, but also expensive accomplishments). Though we were struggling financially, I just expected things to get better with time, and they have, but we are still struggling to rise above the weekly financial shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I find myself spending a lot of time dreaming up ways to make, grow and keep money…but in addition to everything else that I have to do, it gets SO exhausting!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sometimes I look around at other people (sometimes in envy, most times in disgust) and I wonder how in this current economy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SIE0LZMZVhI/AAAAAAAAAL0/tMmKIr1FnTc/s1600-h/DSCF1454.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224514413072569874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" height="213" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SIE0LZMZVhI/AAAAAAAAAL0/tMmKIr1FnTc/s320/DSCF1454.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;they are still able to drive HUMMERS &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; live in palacial homes, stay at home with their babies &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;shop at WHOLE FOODS MARKET, etc. I don’t get it…My conclusion, I must be doing something(s) wrong!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While I have no desire to drive a HUMMER, I &lt;em&gt;would&lt;/em&gt; like to be able to pay my bills (on time) &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; save some money. I would like to be able to fix up my condo before it falls even further into disrepair and to visit my family in the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/st1:place&gt; more often. I guess what I’m saying is I’d like to achieve some semblance of financial freedom, so that I could enjoy life and pass the message and benefits on to my children. Currently, we spend most of our time working so that we can pay bills and in the process make more bills...I DONT GET IT! ANY TIPS&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-6865050401535999831?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/6865050401535999831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=6865050401535999831&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/6865050401535999831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/6865050401535999831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/07/could-somebody-please-give-me-clue.html' title='COULD SOMEBODY PUH-LEASE GIVE ME A CLUE...'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SIEzqcr4PgI/AAAAAAAAALs/AKzoSJL6P1c/s72-c/DSCF1455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-560710443847766933</id><published>2008-07-09T18:25:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T01:07:57.815-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OUT OF THE MOUTHS OF BABES...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SHWYAQXVbII/AAAAAAAAAII/shYHMbfuBsE/s1600-h/DSCF2186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221246473166220418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SHWYAQXVbII/AAAAAAAAAII/shYHMbfuBsE/s200/DSCF2186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have a fairly open approach to parenting and the requisite despensation of information. This approach stems from my belief and complete acceptance of the mantra &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;KNOWLEDGE IS POWER.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because I believe so deeply, I try to answer all inquiries as truthfully as I can...when I can. Because of this belief I occassionally let the kids watch movies intended for more mature audiences (PG13, remember, I have little kids...most audience are theoretically more mature). Most times things go right over their heads, but then there are times when something catches their curiosity and well...then I get, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE QUESTION(S).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case in point...While watching the Tyler Perry film &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why Did I Get Married?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zen:&lt;/strong&gt; What does it mean to "have your tubes tied"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harmless enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; When a woman dosen't want to have any more babies, she can have her doctor perform a surgical procedure to tie her fallopian tubes (previously explained) in order to prevent future preganancies ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zen: &lt;/strong&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the thing about being "open" is that you have to be prepared for it when your explaination is then re-explained to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case in point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our 4th of July get together my mother and sister-in-law were having a playful conversation regarding having babies and quantity, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Zen suggested to my sister in law, at the appropriate juncture in the conversation I might add, "When you're done having babies, you could just &lt;em&gt;get your tubes tied.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;:&lt;/em&gt; And there you have it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the end of the conversation as the group quickly disbanded...probably fearful of any additional information that may come out of Zen's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course later I had to field a few questions about the origin of such advice...but at least I know that Zen understood my explanation and accurately passed it on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-560710443847766933?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/560710443847766933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=560710443847766933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/560710443847766933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/560710443847766933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/07/out-of-mouths-of-babes.html' title='OUT OF THE MOUTHS OF BABES...'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SHWYAQXVbII/AAAAAAAAAII/shYHMbfuBsE/s72-c/DSCF2186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-6197558129765343784</id><published>2008-07-08T20:26:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T07:20:40.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SHSdaHZfK_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/FiSnLmuf_NQ/s1600-h/DSCF2268.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220970940017355762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SHSdaHZfK_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/FiSnLmuf_NQ/s320/DSCF2268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; The first session of swimming class has come to an end so… &lt;em&gt;I signed them up for another two weeks!&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am so proud of myself for even following through on the plan to have them take lessons this summer!!!! (And for having not missed a class, not even through my illness--this is where I teach them to follow through on things and be consistant, yada...yada)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zen is almost 8 years old and every year since she was born I told myself… “Self, don’t condemn this child to a life of aquaphobia (like her mother)…get her some swimming lessons…professional ones (don’t be cheap)!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It took almost eight years but &lt;em&gt;by george we got it&lt;/em&gt; and now she has been promoted to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Level II swimming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! (Insert Cabbage Patch (dance) Here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Additionally noteworthy…my true aquaphobe (Tafi) has been &lt;strong&gt;CURED&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That’s right! Her majesty is over the antics and is now committed to learning how to hold her breath so that she can stay “under the water for a long time” (she means longer than a ½ a second…I AINT COMPLAININ’, I’M JUST SAYIN’).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Honestly, I am SOOOO proud of the girls! They were HAPPY and EXCITED to &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;KEEP ON SWIMMING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;An added bonus ...we have made friends with a Brazilian woman (Olga) who brings her neice (Brianna) and so now they have people to practice their Portugese (free classes on Wednesdays) with! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LOVE IT WHEN THE UNIVERSE ALIGNS IN SUPPORT OF MY PLOT TO ENGINEER GENIUSES!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; WOOHOOHAHAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-6197558129765343784?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/6197558129765343784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=6197558129765343784&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/6197558129765343784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/6197558129765343784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/07/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SHSdaHZfK_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/FiSnLmuf_NQ/s72-c/DSCF2268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-2152022024141333394</id><published>2008-07-01T23:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:11:27.557-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>I HATE BEING SICK!!!</title><content type='html'>Out of nowhere it came&lt;br /&gt;and hit me like a ton of bricks&lt;br /&gt;It laughed and sputtered&lt;br /&gt;At my usual bag of tricks&lt;br /&gt;weakened and dazed&lt;br /&gt;hot , cold, shivering, boiling&lt;br /&gt;Nose dripping &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; stuffy&lt;br /&gt;Sinuses pounding in rythym with my racing heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;Throat stratchin' and head pounding&lt;br /&gt;In rythym with my racing heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Through the haze, I heard the words..."If you don't sit down,&lt;br /&gt;He'll sit you down..."&lt;br /&gt;Ok God, I hear you...I'm sitting down now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-2152022024141333394?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/2152022024141333394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=2152022024141333394&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/2152022024141333394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/2152022024141333394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-hate-being-sick.html' title='I HATE BEING SICK!!!'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-7981944223760870675</id><published>2008-06-24T20:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:56:53.811-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entrepreneurship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swim caps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>SINK OR SWIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The theme for this week friends is SINK or SWIM…both literally and figuratively… &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Written in tandem with remnants of notions conjured by an interview on npr (Monday) in remembrance of Comedian George Carlin who died on Sunday, June 22, 2008&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SWIM CLASS has started! Yesterday was the first day for Tafi and Zen to take actual swimming classes! I had enrolled Zen once before when she was about two and SHE HATED IT! Her dad took her to one class and she never went back. Things have definitely changed…now she’s practically a mermaid…one that needs to brush up on technique…but a mermaid nonetheless, especially when compared to her majesty Lady Tafara who on the first day made it clear to her instructor that there was to be no face wetting involved in her lesson…At any rate, we made it through yesterday swimmingly! &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The swim instructor however, warned that hey both needed to work on getting deeper into the water and that today she was being nice, but that things would get serious tomorrow and that I might want to invest in goggles for Tafara if water in her eyes was her issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; So of course, like a good mother I sojourned to WALMART at 11:30PM after working &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;MY NEW AND IMPROVED MODIFIED (THOUGH TEMPORARY) SCHEDULE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and visiting a dear friend in the hospital; to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;get the GOGGLES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After our usual morning hustle (too painful for details) we get to the pool, Tafi gets her goggles, enters the pool, begins her lesson, even gets dunked by the teacher…recovers gracefully…things are going so well that I take my eyes off of her for one minute to begin applying my sunblock… next thing I know &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; daughter, is dripping (not sure if tears or chlorine) all over me, crying “she told me to get out of the pool…sob…sob...and go home”… sob …sob…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;IM THINKIN’ :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Oh boy, here we go…GLUB, GLUB, GLUB…I’m sinking…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Needless to say I spent the next 15 min engaged in warfare! Trying to convince the QUEEN of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;the-most-stubborn-children-in-AMERICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;That she needed to get back into the pool &amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;That there was nothing to be afraid of…I lost the first part of the battle and after the slight mention of a potential bribe…I won’t know about the latter until tomorrow (I’ll keep ya posted).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After talking to my friend last night, Tafara &amp;amp; the newest Mrs. Fuller today about fear of death, sinking/getting your face wet, and entrepreneurship (respectively)…I have decided to yet again take “the plunge” into entrepreneurship…I’m not quite sure which of my 50 million ventures I plan to pursue just yet, but I am (starting tonight) going to actively pursue SOMETHING…we get one life (at a time) and it is foolish to spend most of it CONSUMED by fear…&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;WE MUST COMMITT TO SINK OR &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;SWIM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-7981944223760870675?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/7981944223760870675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=7981944223760870675&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/7981944223760870675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/7981944223760870675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/06/sink-or-swim.html' title='SINK OR SWIM'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-4581160475245867386</id><published>2008-06-23T19:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:46:10.606-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walmart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customer service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diappointing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swim caps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barnes and Noble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor'/><title type='text'>SERVICE...PLEASE?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;So, my sister-in-law came to visit as I mentioned before…and a large part of the time is usually spent shopping for essential items that are difficult, non-existent, or ridiculously expensive back home. Can I just say that I was APPALLED at the lack of customer service received this weekend.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;WALMART would have been number one on my list…until I went to Barnes and Noble in Aventura!!!! APALLING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;We have all been somewhere and had the silence broken by a inconsolable child or have seen children "rippin' and runnin'" through a store...PLease note: &lt;em&gt;This mama dont play that!&lt;/em&gt; I will leave the store before I'm embarassed by one of my children!!! So imagine my surprise when while juggling an arm full of merchandise and trying to carry Lion, I am approached by a man claiming to be the store manager to be told that other customers were complaining about my son's screaming...hmm...the rage swelled instantaneously...there's &lt;em&gt;nothing like being wrongly accused to send me into a tailspin!&lt;/em&gt; I immediately put everything down, instructed my family to do the same and left the store. After I explained the scenario to Simon, got them settled in Burger King, I marched back across the street and demanded to see the manager. A very nice and clearly apologetic cashier explained that "it must have been Walter" because "he's always rude". She quicly called Jason the actual store manager, who clearly had received other complaints about "Walter" (who by the way was really a merchandiser, not the store manager), I promptly requested contact informationn for the corporate office, advised Jason that he had easily lost a sale of $300 (big whoop I'm sure...eventhough I was exaggerating). I also asked him to explain the store/company's policy on crying children...he shook his head in embarassment and said, "&lt;em&gt;WE DONT HAVE ONE, I MEAN WE HAVE A CHILDREN'S SECTION, THIS ISNT A LIBRARY, I WILL DEFINITELY TALK TO HIM&lt;/em&gt;". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Did I mention that the store was full of children and while Lion did make three outbursts "Walter, nor anyone else in his area could hear him over the humm of the ambient sound...also clarified by the cashier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;One of my local neighborhood Walmarts also PISSED me off during our shop-a-thon! When my sister-in-law's boyfriend asked an associate in the electronic department to test a flatscreen tv, since it was their last one and the box it was in was clearly damaged, he was made to wait for at least 20 minutes only to be told that they "didnt know if they could do that" AND that he should just "buy the TV and if it dosent work, to bring it back"...&lt;em&gt;HAVE YOU EVER TRIED TO RETURN ANYTHING AT WALMART?&lt;/em&gt; Yes, they take anything back, but you will wait forever in a line a mile long!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Naturally, this was unacceptable to me and so being the &lt;em&gt;Americanized&lt;/em&gt; one in the group, I begin to cause a scene and &lt;strong&gt;DEMAND&lt;/strong&gt; service!!! Finally, the tv specialist shows up only to mumble under his breath...&lt;em&gt;I aint got time for that&lt;/em&gt;...his colleague, obviously as shocked as I was begged him pardon only to be told &lt;em&gt;"I said I aint got time for that"&lt;/em&gt; and if that wasnt bad enough, he added, &lt;em&gt;"you should just buy it and bring it back if something is wrong with it&lt;/em&gt;", that's when I lost it&lt;em&gt;..."What?! You dont have time, but I should waste my time taking a possible broken TV home and then bring it back?!&lt;/em&gt; I was steamin' Needless to say, I spoke to three managers who made Allen do his job and then we went to another Walmart, and bought the TV there instead...TAKE THAT ALLEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:130%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Within all of this, there is a tail of redemption, ironically coming from Walmart where the TV was ultimately purchased. I was searching for swim caps for the girls to no avail...I finally gave up and as I was being checked out, I asked the cashier about swim caps...after I explained what they were...he suggested Health and Beauty Aids, doubtfully, I challenged him, instead of brushing me off, he rang for the most helpful assistant manager, who not only came over to help but went and looked in two possible locations, a third associate came over and suggested that I look in sporting goods (DUH). Rob, the cashier, called sporting goods instructed the cashier in that department to find the caps, hold two swim caps for me and cash out my other items there...NOW THAT'S CUSTOMER SERVICE... 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Or do you have a situation that could be declared a national disaster? If the latter, you might ask the President for federal disaster relief funds—or you could just get organized. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ectext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here are simple steps to find calm in all that chaos. By the way, these same principles for organizing a clothes closet apply to linen or utility closets, too.&lt;a title="http://ads.everydaycheapskate.com/ClickTrack.php?EC_EC_ID=" href="http://ads.everydaycheapskate.com/ClickTrack.php?EC_EC_ID=278&amp;amp;EC_Ad_ID=49" target="_blank" ec_ad_id="49"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ectext"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Step One: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Remove everything. This lets you see exactly the space you have to work with. Prepare to be shocked by the pile of stuff that came out of that closet. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ectext"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Step Two:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Now that you can see the light of day, give that closet a good cleaning from top to bottom. Follow with a fresh coat of white paint. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ectext"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Step Three:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Separate the items you removed. Most people hate this step because it means getting rid of everything you do not use or wear. But there’s no way you could get all of this back into the closet, so buck up and let’s get this job done. Label three containers: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ectext"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Keep:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Put only items into this bin that you have worn or used at least twice in the past year. Be brutally harsh. If it doesn’t fit today, it’s not likely to fit any time soon. Get rid of it. If in doubt, do not put it into this bin. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ectext"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sell or Donate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Clothes and other items that are not right for you (as evidenced by the fact that you never wear them), but still have a useful life for someone else should go into this bin. What you consider ugly may be perfect to someone else. Take them to a consignment store or arrange soon to hold a yard sale. Consider donating your good used items to the Salvation Army or Goodwill. You may get a tax break, but more than that, you will feel good. Put all of these items in the garage or back of the car. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ectext"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Throw Away:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Clothes and shoes that are worn out, hopelessly stained, broken or in some other state of calamity go into this bin. Work quickly to ease the pain. Empty this bin often to keep the process moving. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ectext"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Step Four:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Divide the “Keep bin” by season, type and use. If possible, store out-of-season items in another place in your home. Next, separate your work or professional clothes from your casual attire. Now divide each pile into common-wear and infrequent-wear, arranging them so the items you wear most often are the handiest. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ectext"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Step Five:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Use closet organizers. At the minimum you need a sturdy shoe rack, good hangers and shelves in addition to your standard hanging rod. 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I was so excited to see her because we haven’t seen each other in a few years. Since her last visit she has become an entrepreneur, going into private veterinary practice and opening an animal clinic! This was her first time seeing Lion in the flesh and seeing Tafara out of diapers! After hours of delayed and cancelled flight plans she and her boyfriend Kyle arrived in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Miami&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; a little after 8pm. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Though they were exhausted we took them over to my brother’s house where they visited w/my family and joined our festivities (yes we were still celebrating Lion’s birthday and Father’s Day) already in progress. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;We’ve been having a BALL. I get to spend time with Katharine which is always a FAVE and I get to help her SHOP…yet another FAVE!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Things all seemed to come together it just so happened that this week was the first week of me working my new modified schedule, I’m off until 1:00, then I work until 9:00 pm. This way we don’t have to worry about the outrageous cost of enrolling the girls in camp (which I am SO against MOST camps), I get to spend quality time with them in the mornings, do some academic enrichment activities, exercise and still take Lion to day care (at a less frantic pace). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;While I have tons of things scheduled for the next seven weeks of leisurely summer mornings, this week was left wide open…the higher power must have known that I would need the time to play catch up with my sister in law!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:10;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-8367107462113241291?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/8367107462113241291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=8367107462113241291&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/8367107462113241291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/8367107462113241291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/06/playing-catch-up.html' title='PLAYING CATCH UP'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SF8MvPf-KNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2Bxj-Eed3fg/s72-c/DSCF2210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-2619608247911855859</id><published>2008-06-12T14:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T18:57:00.044-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAYS (continued)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The cool thing about being the mother of more than one child is the opportunity to refine your parenting practices, whereas if you only have one child some bridges will be crossed only once…so you better “walk good” the first time! But parenting more than one child—“do overs” are not only likely, but they are also inevitable!!!&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Like I mentioned before, I &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; birthdays!!! As is the case with most of my “loves” the tendency to go overboard is inherent. I should also mention at this point that I &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;event planning and CRAFT MAKING…I’m sure you can see where this is going! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Case in point, Zenzele (my guinea pig) has had more “formal” birthday parties than Tafara and Lion have had and may ever have. Simply because, when the newness of the birthday party thing came up at age 1 (she was asleep before she could even open her presents) and 2 (she wouldn’t even play with her friends/guests) and 5 (I was pregnant and burned myself out throwing her a LUAU!!! BUT she had a great time), I became more enthralled in the planning of the party, the theme, the party favors, the food, etc. etc. but after having BABY #2 and now #3 my focus has since shifted from creating a BANG to getting the most bang for my BUCK (with the least amount of clean up involved)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I’ve learned to have &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; fun with the celebration and as the children get older they are more vocal about their likes and desires. Tafara loves animals and was clear in telling us that she wanted to go to LION COUNTRY SAFARI…she didn’t care about anything else as long as animals were involved, so we did that &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I threw her a class party complete with gift boxes (with stuffed animals, granola, and gummies in it and each child’s name on it in leopard printed stickers…see what I mean about going “overboard”). This year she wanted a safari party and I did that (with animal print goodie bags and animal themed grab bag gifts and masks…but we didn’t have cake…instead we had donuts…pink ones… with sprinkles)!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211870757855277426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SFRI1zE1sXI/AAAAAAAAACg/wmSXJ7k7ML0/s200/DSCF2164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';color:blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today…Lion will quietly munch donuts with his classmates, drink a little apple juice and call it a day (but I did stay up last night decorating Cheerios boxes with customized stickers…after all what’s a party without favors?)…until Saturday when is Uncle Myki and Auntie Pamela, throw him a party! The $26.00 spent on today’s party and the piece of mind that accompanies it is a definite sign of my growth and understanding that I can express my love in ways that will not deplete my energy or my limited finances!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211870791011843554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SFRI3ul-veI/AAAAAAAAACw/E7kd_5c8tv4/s200/DSCF2158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Gotta love those Lion-O's!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211872425766762898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SFRKW4h7OZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/dk4QYOYKxSc/s200/DSCF2168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lion's classroom bday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211868055794351746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SFRGYhHT_oI/AAAAAAAAACI/B5eYKHH-ngg/s200/DSCF2172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211872436161505666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SFRKXfQOaYI/AAAAAAAAADA/rJWx_-ZmgD0/s200/DSCF2169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211870787043664370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SFRI3fz5IfI/AAAAAAAAACo/aaH3h3E1zz0/s200/DSCF2154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lion's 2nd birthday shirt...yet another tradition ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-2619608247911855859?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/2619608247911855859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=2619608247911855859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/2619608247911855859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/2619608247911855859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/06/birthdays-continued.html' title='BIRTHDAYS (continued)'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SFRI1zE1sXI/AAAAAAAAACg/wmSXJ7k7ML0/s72-c/DSCF2164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-6972405596624679576</id><published>2008-06-11T16:55:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T13:52:43.749-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>BIRTHDAYS ARE THE BEST!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Birthdays are ABSOLUTELY my favorite event of the year... &lt;em&gt;an appreciation which has been exacerbated by motherhood.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Section1" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The most exhilarating part of the whole thing is the energy of everyone in the house during the days preceding the celebration. Everyone is excited and waiting anxiously for the festivities to begin. Zen is usually the first one to start the countdown...&lt;em&gt;Mommy, there are 12 more days until so and so's birthday,&lt;/em&gt;she announces giddy with anticipation. Then Tafara chimes in and eventually the entire household is worked into a birthday induced frenzy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I’m a proud mama when my children are genuinely excited for each other on those days leading up to their birthday…I feel like I’ve accomplished something major! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I remember growing up my birthdays were always special. We would start the day by opening a present (usually a doll, which suited my just fine even if it was the same one from the year before...you know the ones with the pony tails and open/shut eyes) I would have a party at school with refreshments and presents…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Last year Zenzele and I came up with “birthday eve”, a sort of kick-off to the celebration of one’s birthday…just another excuse to extend the festivities (I celebrate my birthday for whole month). On birthday-eve, you get to do cool things like open one present (usually new pajamas) then you take a bath (to wash off last year’s dirt) and go to bed early (to make the next day come faster).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then while they're sleeping...mommy runs around like a crazy person, making preparations for the celebration 9no matter how small)....Hey, Lion's 2nd birthday is tomorrow betta get my creative juices flowing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210854769220046850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SFCszeeC0AI/AAAAAAAAABw/SFJC1oREOXw/s200/DSCF0388.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Zen's 5th birthday luau...complete with picture on the cake...this party was the deal breaker...no more BIG birthday parties at home...too much work and money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210856161442763266" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SE8bfXH8hPI/AAAAAAAAABo/a3M8a4-Sf8o/s200/DSCF2028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;On my way to work I realized that I can blog from my cell phone! All the teens say (in unison): DUH! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way I wasn't as early arriving to work as I had hoped. After a few sit ups (emphasis on few), planning activities for Zen and Tafi and reading a quick morning story to Lion before taking him to school...you get the idea...but having said that, it was such a better way to start the day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-2240904500455116742?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/2240904500455116742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=2240904500455116742&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/2240904500455116742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/2240904500455116742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/06/mo-bloggin.html' title='ON MY WAY TO WORK: Mo&apos; Bloggin'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SE8bfXH8hPI/AAAAAAAAABo/a3M8a4-Sf8o/s72-c/DSCF2028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-5714846284451406855</id><published>2008-06-08T21:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T23:52:22.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh The Joys of Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SE3380lEMdI/AAAAAAAAABA/f3bHHDrnfxY/s1600-h/DSCF1814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210092968215851474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" height="136" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SE3380lEMdI/AAAAAAAAABA/f3bHHDrnfxY/s200/DSCF1814.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three Cheers!!! Summer is here!&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really for me but for my kids &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; my husband (who is a high school math teacher, yeah I know he deserves a vacation...).&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow morning when my alarm clock goes off... I will rise energized by the fact that there will be two less people to get ready...No fighting with my 5 year old to put on her shoes... No waiting for my 7 year old to decide what she's taking for lunch! Instead my almost two year old and I will shower, breakfast, dress, and jump in the car with ease! Leaving daddy and the girls to contend with the "summery" things like reading lists and swimming classes, picnics, summer homework assignments from mommy and whatever other fun things they come up with!!!&lt;br /&gt;True, it may seem as if we are the ones getting a RAW deal, but that is just because you have NO IDEA what school day mornings are like around here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please note:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;This state of elation will probably be VERY short-lived!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SE31AgUklnI/AAAAAAAAAAw/YRQfxNJbC6g/s1600-h/DSCF1778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210089732962555506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px" height="105" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SE31AgUklnI/AAAAAAAAAAw/YRQfxNJbC6g/s200/DSCF1778.jpg" width="121" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-5714846284451406855?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/5714846284451406855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=5714846284451406855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/5714846284451406855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/5714846284451406855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-joys-of-summer.html' title='Oh The Joys of Summer!'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SE3380lEMdI/AAAAAAAAABA/f3bHHDrnfxY/s72-c/DSCF1814.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7209593997735424552.post-8849181439062775608</id><published>2008-06-07T18:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T23:51:16.107-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><title type='text'>At Last!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SE33HaAqS6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/rvyAy6R1D20/s1600-h/DSCF0808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210092050550770594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" height="108" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SE33HaAqS6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/rvyAy6R1D20/s200/DSCF0808.jpg" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For years I have promised myself and a few of my close friends that I would one day commit to the dauntingly liberating task of creating a blog/newsletter dedicated to the journey that is parenthood.&lt;br /&gt;For just as long, I have mused at the thought of giving advice and providing resources to the millions of mothers (both new and "seasoned") just clammoring for my two cents of advice (uhuh). I've dreamed of coordinating playgroups and making referrals to everything kid-friendly and awesomely enriching! I've even dreamed of responding to the occassional irate email with tactful quips that would ultimately cause the writer to see the error of their ways and join me on the soapbox of the day!&lt;br /&gt;Alas the day has come where I feel like I have a drop more energy than usual and I have become tired of those taunting musings and the nagging curiosity of what one more blog (authored by me) would or could do in the cybersphere.&lt;br /&gt;I foresee this blog serving as not only as my electronic journal but also as an opportunity to hash out those things that continue to perplex me i.e. the lackluster public education system in SoFl., the continuing downward spiral of the economy, the ebb and flow of this election year and of course marriage/parenthood/family life/pop culture, etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;I hope at minimum that these ramblings will in some way convey that as parents we will never have all of the answers, never have enough time, money or any of the other things we crave...until we begin to act instead of waiting in isolation for something to happen.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting off my butt...join me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7209593997735424552-8849181439062775608?l=adrianeclarke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/feeds/8849181439062775608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7209593997735424552&amp;postID=8849181439062775608&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/8849181439062775608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7209593997735424552/posts/default/8849181439062775608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adrianeclarke.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-years-i-have-promised-myself-and.html' title='At Last!!!'/><author><name>ADRIANE CLARKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08279643145918378745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/S0inru-9PcI/AAAAAAAACw0/4DfCbGWQFN0/S220/DSCF3986.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-XJTIWNS2Ik/SE33HaAqS6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/rvyAy6R1D20/s72-c/DSCF0808.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
