<?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-5512941</id><updated>2011-08-02T15:31:48.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vade Mecum</title><subtitle type='html'>vade mecum: n. lit. go with me; a useful thing that one constantly carries about</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>335</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-5503734952396955073</id><published>2009-01-14T09:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T13:29:04.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Event Planner"</title><summary type='text'>They are going to hire an Event Planner for me. An event planner? For me? What do they think I DO?I know I've been really busy lately, and I realize that with the (recent and continued) addition of executives my work load will only be increasing, but I like planning these events. Most of the time it is this lovely place I go to take a break from presentations, letters, reports and filings. It is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/5503734952396955073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=5503734952396955073&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5503734952396955073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5503734952396955073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2009/01/event-planner.html' title='&quot;Event Planner&quot;'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-4236634127675957743</id><published>2009-01-14T08:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:57:00.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness regarding age</title><summary type='text'>I've never really considered old age. The process of aging. I don't recall my Aunts or Grandparents getting older. I'm sure they weren't ever the same but to my memories eye they look the same. In pictures I see a vague difference but not enough to rewrite my memories. Either I was too young or I never spent enough time with anyone to watch the gradual change, see the ticking of times clock. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/4236634127675957743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=4236634127675957743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4236634127675957743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4236634127675957743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2009/01/randomness-regarding-age.html' title='Randomness regarding age'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6109807284317094713</id><published>2009-01-02T15:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:24:58.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>recompensing victims of holiday letters</title><summary type='text'>I've been getting the "Yearly Newsletter" from co-workers in Christmas cards. While some of them do offer clever "kids say the darnedest things" I have to say, mostly I find them boring. Here are people I barely know, sharing things about their year that I couldn't possibly have interest in (being that I am self centered) spending extra postage to jam oddly folded pages and pages into card shaped</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6109807284317094713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6109807284317094713&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6109807284317094713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6109807284317094713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2009/01/holiday-update.html' title='recompensing victims of holiday letters'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6605080417093233385</id><published>2008-09-29T14:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:13:31.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alla andra ar dumma i huvudet</title><summary type='text'>And while "other people" maybe "dumb in the head" The Fates have taken it upon themselves to knock some sense into me.If it were not for the fact I inherited  the Polish thick headedness, by now I surely would be in the hospital.Last time it was the bathroom design. Who puts sinks that close to the toilet? This time it was a dark hallway and a baby gate. I knew it was there but I forgot and just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6605080417093233385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6605080417093233385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6605080417093233385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6605080417093233385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/09/alla-andra-ar-dumma-i-huvudet.html' title='Alla andra ar dumma i huvudet'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-1672517425070619605</id><published>2008-09-22T13:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T13:11:54.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What else can one say?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/1672517425070619605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=1672517425070619605&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/1672517425070619605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/1672517425070619605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-else-can-one-say.html' title='What else can one say?'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__M0SiDOqkBI/SNffzPj7O9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/e5jmOMxiucI/s72-c/ATT00009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6469475217638991341</id><published>2008-09-17T15:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:54:48.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vignette</title><summary type='text'>This kitchen window is so hard to open and close, I miss the old one.Yeah, I know me too. This one doesn’t sound the same. I’m use to the reverberating rattle when banged on followed by the muffled yet distinct shout for attention then the quick shunk as it flew open to deliver a reprimand of some sort. We laugh as I imitate the scene that has played over a million times including sound effects.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6469475217638991341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6469475217638991341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6469475217638991341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6469475217638991341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/09/vignette.html' title='Vignette'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-2720703015600708605</id><published>2008-08-27T09:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T10:19:16.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A clue: No</title><summary type='text'>This summer as we sat dragging our legs in a night time pool my friend was trying to verbalize how her dysfunctional family made her feel and she finally just said "You know what it's like. How do you deal with knowing your sibling is the favorite?"I sat silent for a moment. It was a true enough statement. "It's not the fact that they like her more, its the inequality in treatment that has always</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/2720703015600708605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=2720703015600708605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2720703015600708605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2720703015600708605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/08/clue-no.html' title='A clue: No'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-8847383761465277766</id><published>2008-08-14T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T13:48:22.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it odd</title><summary type='text'>I often confuse the names  Joseph Campbell and Joseph Conrad. Tho'  their writings are completely different their ideas often aren't. We must let go of the life we have planned, so as to accept the one that is waiting for us. ~ Joseph Campbell A man that is born falls into a dream like a man who falls into the sea. If he tries to climb out into the air as inexperienced people endeavor to do, he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/8847383761465277766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=8847383761465277766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8847383761465277766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8847383761465277766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-it-odd.html' title='Is it odd'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-8583051387445915516</id><published>2008-08-13T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T13:45:19.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Draft</title><summary type='text'>Pain is the gateway drugOnce you lose the sensation for physical painand the absence of feeling overwhelms the thin lines cut into fleshthere are pills for that. Analgesic pills: 1 for headaches, 10 for broken heartsBlue and yellow pills for exhaustionTiny white ones for residual alertnessGreen ones float you thru the anxietyBig white ones for dizzying oblivionA handful split up in a public </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/8583051387445915516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=8583051387445915516&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8583051387445915516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8583051387445915516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/08/draft.html' title='Draft'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6760916612896318348</id><published>2008-08-07T11:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T08:35:25.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Wedding Birthday</title><summary type='text'>This month year last I was in a flurry.This week last year I hardly had a drink.Today last year I was married.We were reminded how quickly the date was coming up by all the wedding gift shopping. Lazy as we are we couldn’t really justify doing nothing, after all next year we know we’ll probably forget. First anniversary is paper. Paper: Books, love letters, art, money, tickets. A dinner boat tour</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6760916612896318348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6760916612896318348&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6760916612896318348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6760916612896318348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-wedding-birthday.html' title='Happy Wedding Birthday'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-7654601538493262264</id><published>2008-08-05T12:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T10:30:31.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh look, its a computer screen again.I have to apologize but this is part of the reason I don't post often. Spend all day typing up legal documents and you might resent the screen too. Part of it is I type r-e-a-l-l-y slooowly. and I've tried to improve but I'm out of practice now and it is painful. My hands actually hurt. It doesn't help that my desk is too high and the chair well is too low, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/7654601538493262264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=7654601538493262264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7654601538493262264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7654601538493262264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-look-its-computer-screen-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-5016043472092957715</id><published>2008-08-05T12:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T12:23:06.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thunderous Falls</title><summary type='text'>Summer I hardley even knew you.  The heavy storms that pre curse fall have already begun. So, soon summer will be gone. I don't actually know what happened to it. I went to Door County. I spent some time in New York and in D-town, but watching the storms roll in reminds me how soon it will be gone. That is one of the reasons I miss gardening. Thats how backwards I am. I keep track of time by the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/5016043472092957715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=5016043472092957715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5016043472092957715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5016043472092957715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/08/thunderous-falls.html' title='Thunderous Falls'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-3409175702346722525</id><published>2008-07-31T10:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T10:06:44.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do with the knowledge</title><summary type='text'>This will be dragged out for me a lingering illness Quicker from your point of view when you realize there is something wrong what will you do with the knowledge at what point will you call chronic – terminal Having already grieved once when will you know the second coming What signs will I see. Creator but disbeliever. How will it all go down, ground zero never knows. With my foresight I stand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/3409175702346722525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=3409175702346722525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3409175702346722525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3409175702346722525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-to-do-with-knowledge.html' title='What to do with the knowledge'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-7011476726298129920</id><published>2008-07-28T10:58:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:11:20.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>China OKAY ready for people of the Olympic flowing</title><summary type='text'>A single sign trying to communicate with the Dutch, German, english dyslexic AND corrupt government officials. Good to be told what is socially acceptable in a foreign cultureA very good attempt but but only my friends can call me "liquor head"I was less upset by the affectionate term Crippie then GravidI don't know about you but in my mind the term "gravid" is used to describe the condition of a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/7011476726298129920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=7011476726298129920&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7011476726298129920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7011476726298129920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/07/china-okay-ready-for-people-of-olympic.html' title='China OKAY ready for people of the Olympic flowing'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__M0SiDOqkBI/SI321PxaSBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DgMKD7pEl_8/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-3395274341543701467</id><published>2008-07-07T09:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T09:34:51.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom humor</title><summary type='text'>First of all the shooting on the 3rd was completely unrelated to me addressing 3 girls as insignificant bitches. Poor Dr. C.J. chose the wrong line at the port'ojohn, her door never opened. I came out and told her she was going next. There seemed to be some debate, I blocked them, she went in, they thought they wanted to continue the discussion, I informed the insignificant bitches they were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/3395274341543701467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=3395274341543701467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3395274341543701467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3395274341543701467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/07/bathroom-humor.html' title='Bathroom humor'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-8712759862598361127</id><published>2008-07-01T10:12:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:11:20.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Best friends, B.O., Biology, Breeders, Baal and Balance</title><summary type='text'>When you get a call from you best friend, who is spending 10 days with her family, and under the din of 6 people trying to talk over each other and screaming children you hear a ghost in the connection begging (in a silent and breathless way) "Save meee" you go. Tho leaving town on a Friday after work and arriving downstate on the same day is a mathematic vehicularly impossibilityAmtrak has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/8712759862598361127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=8712759862598361127&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8712759862598361127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8712759862598361127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/07/best-friends-bo-biology-breeders-baal.html' title='Best friends, B.O., Biology, Breeders, Baal and Balance'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__M0SiDOqkBI/SGphfXhSM5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/uCrXffE3XkQ/s72-c/bm-image-718836.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6201633889200610321</id><published>2008-06-27T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:11:20.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What happend to AutomatedSystem Unapproved</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6201633889200610321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6201633889200610321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6201633889200610321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6201633889200610321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-happend-to-automatedsystem.html' title='What happend to AutomatedSystem Unapproved'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__M0SiDOqkBI/SGUwzJZ2ZhI/AAAAAAAAAD8/K3Gy98Giyz8/s72-c/2611470695_9431be3eab_o.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-2880606454974080325</id><published>2008-06-23T08:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:11:20.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Einstein is smart enough to become Norma Jean Baker</title><summary type='text'>If you stand 15 feet away (or blur your eyes) it will become Marilyn Monroe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/2880606454974080325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=2880606454974080325&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2880606454974080325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2880606454974080325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/06/only-einstein-is-smart-enough-to-become.html' title='Only Einstein is smart enough to become Norma Jean Baker'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__M0SiDOqkBI/SF-k6zBKg5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/uoPYSRj5Rkg/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-751710916051831836</id><published>2008-06-19T17:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:09:46.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old "old" is the new "New"</title><summary type='text'>The "New Americans"Refers to people trying to live within their means.Cutting back on travel, food, entertainment. Learning what it means to budget and make cuts. I feel a little guilty. In the past 2 months I have  spent (superfluously) more than I made annually in 1992. But then again, until recently, I was the new american. I made my clothes, lived on food from Aldi's, counted my money before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/751710916051831836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=751710916051831836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/751710916051831836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/751710916051831836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/06/old.html' title='Old &quot;old&quot; is the new &quot;New&quot;'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-9016123816171627812</id><published>2008-06-13T08:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T09:01:35.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Lorre</title><summary type='text'>Best known for his sinister roles Lorre co-starred with other horror actors such as Bela Lugosi and Boris Karloff.He now goes by the name "Noe" and works in a chicago restaurant called Mambo Grillfrom working with  German playwright Bertolt Brecht to this... what a shamebut held up remarkably for his age</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/9016123816171627812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=9016123816171627812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/9016123816171627812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/9016123816171627812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/06/peter-lorre.html' title='Peter Lorre'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-7901939782755770400</id><published>2008-06-02T13:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:18:09.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger falls by the way side</title><summary type='text'>It's just too much work. I have joined so many damn sites to view peoples pictures and now I have had to join these "Social Networking" ones too.I'm afraid it takes up a lot of time telling, retelling and duplicating till I feel like I'm plagiarizing myself.Also I've actually started trying to organize my writing. I do that occasionally and my bar bill tends to increase at the same time (also </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/7901939782755770400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=7901939782755770400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7901939782755770400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7901939782755770400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/06/blogger-falls-by-way-side.html' title='Blogger falls by the way side'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-5855446773799467522</id><published>2008-05-14T15:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T15:52:55.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind Study of Celebrity look alikes</title><summary type='text'>It's the sunglasses isn't it. I only bring it up because I was showing someone (who doesn't know my family) wedding pictures and they thought the Dude in the sunglasses was funny. R and I just looked at each other and said nothing. He seemed like a nice guy and after all, it would just make him feel like an ass if we told him...The Dude is my dad and he's blind.At least he keeps good companyI see</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/5855446773799467522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=5855446773799467522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5855446773799467522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5855446773799467522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/05/blind-study-of-celebrity-look-alikes.html' title='Blind Study of Celebrity look alikes'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6193010641920558872</id><published>2008-05-13T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T09:42:54.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love sexy people and Jazz best next to food and liquor.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6193010641920558872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6193010641920558872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6193010641920558872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6193010641920558872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-sexy-people-and-jazz-best-next.html' title=''/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-5715265199338559942</id><published>2008-05-12T08:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T09:33:13.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>resolution</title><summary type='text'>This week is the big structuring/planning and development meeting that happens after large merger/takeovers. I have been working on presentations for 3 days of meetings for about as many weeks.I have discovered: 1. There were things I didn't know about PowerPoint 2. The more you show people things, the more apt they are to change them &amp; change them back.3. Some things "envisioned" can only be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/5715265199338559942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=5715265199338559942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5715265199338559942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5715265199338559942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/05/resolution.html' title='resolution'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-2596617004983084945</id><published>2008-04-30T14:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T14:13:11.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>in response to your mother</title><summary type='text'>His BirthdayLets see I'm taking him to New York, and trying to get him to pick a show to see, he just bought a PlayStation 3, and will soon be using the tax return on a new TV.Nope, I can't think of a single thing that spoiled brat needs</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/2596617004983084945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=2596617004983084945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2596617004983084945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2596617004983084945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-response-to-your-mother.html' title='in response to your mother'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-4368171566529962100</id><published>2008-04-25T09:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T10:06:33.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays Recap</title><summary type='text'>Operation crop dusting bitch:This is what you do when you never see your sister and brother in law and can't bitch about the inlaws because they are always around. You get a hotel room 45 min from your family the night before your slated to show up and play Wii, drink wine, and gossip. This was the best birthday present I got. Just being able to hang out with people you really like, but never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/4368171566529962100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=4368171566529962100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4368171566529962100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4368171566529962100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/04/birthdays-recap.html' title='Birthdays Recap'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6526470182559192739</id><published>2008-01-30T09:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T10:07:07.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazon emails</title><summary type='text'>So I get an email from Amazon yesterday. Subject line: A Gift Has Been Purchased from Your Amazon Baby Registry.A Baby Registry gift will be arriving soon! We thought you might like to know that an item was recently purchased from your Amazon.com Baby Registry. If you can't wait to know what it is and who it's from, and want to send a thank-you note, visit your Thank-You List . All necessary </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6526470182559192739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6526470182559192739&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6526470182559192739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6526470182559192739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/01/amazon-emails.html' title='Amazon emails'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6054986238684732832</id><published>2008-01-29T12:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T12:36:55.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Tech Support,Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed a distinct slow down in overall system performance -- particularly in the flower and jewelry applications, which operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0.In addition, Husband 1.0 un-installed many other valuable programs, such as Romance 9.5 and Personal Attention 6.5 and then installed undesirable programs such </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6054986238684732832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6054986238684732832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6054986238684732832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6054986238684732832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/01/dear-tech-support-last-year-i-upgraded.html' title=''/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-2500642103666059062</id><published>2008-01-25T14:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T14:51:06.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If family were professors</title><summary type='text'>Or what happens when your sis-n-law says she thinks the 3 men in the family missed their calling as professors.Prof. Ol' man B: Beloved by his students for never staying on topic long enough to have time for tests. Cons: Never win an argument, never get out of joining him in "one last drink"American History, Useless Factoids: The Rain in Spain and the improbability of 76 trombones,  Misguided </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/2500642103666059062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=2500642103666059062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2500642103666059062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2500642103666059062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-family-were-professors.html' title='If family were professors'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-7983821418205930938</id><published>2008-01-23T10:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T10:37:35.032-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My brush with Texas</title><summary type='text'>Hi, I’m back. And work has swallowed me whole again.  Fortunately I missed the 20 below temps of the weekend by going to a chilly San Antonio. Rainy and chilly but still better than windy and freezing. I have a new respect for my bosses with their business dinners.  Everytime I went out to eat I had to take meetings with catering, concierge, and upper management. I only got 1 hot meal (and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/7983821418205930938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=7983821418205930938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7983821418205930938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7983821418205930938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-brush-with-texas.html' title='My brush with Texas'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-4948658940886181824</id><published>2007-12-26T11:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T10:39:12.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><summary type='text'>The church St. Christmas was classically insane: up at 7 because I'm sleeping in the living room next to the tree and people are getting up, no breakfast planed (good news, Hardee's is open), unburied the dining room so we can sit at a table (6 people) instead of lounging around eating from our laps, listen to my sister bitch about cooking (chew my mother out for making her do it, find out sister</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/4948658940886181824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=4948658940886181824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4948658940886181824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4948658940886181824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-3340116043437166035</id><published>2007-12-25T22:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T10:19:59.447-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday before Christmas</title><summary type='text'>It was about 3:00 Friday morning that we got our dog, Goethe, to the ER vet here in Chicago.  I woke to the noise of her falling - which isn't that odd since she shifts around in her bed sometimes - but this was just continous. At first we thought something was wrong with her back hips ... her legs are splayed out, she couldn't walk and she couldn't stand without leaning on something. Then I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/3340116043437166035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=3340116043437166035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3340116043437166035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3340116043437166035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/12/friday-before-christmas.html' title='Friday before Christmas'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-301882052487064772</id><published>2007-11-12T16:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T14:04:35.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I spent all weekend cleaning and we’re talking roll back the rugs mop 3 times cleaning (we finally even hung up all out art).  This is not in anticipation of the coming holidays, but it’s also not OMG it really needs to be done (tho’ it did) this was the full blown cleaning that can only be brought on by a visiting mother in law. I have 2 mothers in law and while both would warrant a clean house </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/301882052487064772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=301882052487064772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/301882052487064772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/301882052487064772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-spent-all-weekend-cleaning-and-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6834038534273572031</id><published>2007-11-08T16:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:11:21.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this the new me?</title><summary type='text'>My hair is already too long. Perhaps I'm an extremist.minus the eyebrows of course, I'm not that extreme.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6834038534273572031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6834038534273572031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6834038534273572031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6834038534273572031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/11/is-this-new-me.html' title='Is this the new me?'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__M0SiDOqkBI/RzjOUPz_1-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/-GHql5MMxF4/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-4741170878270233598</id><published>2007-11-06T10:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T10:10:22.465-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getten slap happy with the boss</title><summary type='text'>I will be in Mexico that week. I will send a note to Pat, but for your knowledge I am told that I will not have much access to phone or email.Sent by GoodLink ➢ Wow. I had no idea Mexico was that off the grid  :)Oh yeah.!!!!. .we are in a new development in Playa and I am told there are no Cell towers in the area and cell coverage is bad. Sent by GoodLink➢ *snicker*Playa?  Is it just MY </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/4741170878270233598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=4741170878270233598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4741170878270233598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4741170878270233598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/11/getten-slap-happy-with-boss.html' title='Getten slap happy with the boss'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-3233118758029068139</id><published>2007-10-24T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T11:27:03.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My father finally seems to be enjoying his retirement.  Which is great.  I know he likes to travel and he’s getting to do that, going on job interviews and visiting family.  After all he spent about 40 years supporting out family. Through the stress of layoffs and knowing/suspecting/being told he only held onto his as a matter of minority and then seniority and never being able to find a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/3233118758029068139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=3233118758029068139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3233118758029068139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3233118758029068139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-father-finally-seems-to-be-enjoying.html' title=''/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-2990850214019379841</id><published>2007-10-03T12:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:11:22.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>slightly hardened and a little fizzy</title><summary type='text'>It's that time of year again. The time when we cart our apples to the press. Yup. It's the family cider squeeze. Where we build bonfires, play tag on top of 6ft tall hay bales, and get very, very appley sticky.It’s a lot of hard work, but I must admit even as a disaffected -goth- adolescent (when I should have been saying, “You KNOW we can just BUY it”) I enjoyed the old fashioned grinding, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/2990850214019379841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=2990850214019379841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2990850214019379841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2990850214019379841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/10/slightly-hardened-and-little-fizzy.html' title='slightly hardened and a little fizzy'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__M0SiDOqkBI/RwPODMUGflI/AAAAAAAAADA/DshqB6tIMHo/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-3586557875617794718</id><published>2007-10-01T10:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T21:08:05.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>from my unsympathetic point of view</title><summary type='text'>Book ReviewThis year for my birthday my SnL (sister in law) gave me a book. That in itself is no surprise each year at Christmas we all make up lists of books for gift ideas and the lists are so long there are usually plenty of leftovers. Oddly enough she never chooses to give me any of those. Maybe it’s a comment on my taste, maybe she looses the list, I can’t say. Last year it was “Gilead” and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/3586557875617794718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=3586557875617794718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3586557875617794718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3586557875617794718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/10/from-my-unsympathetic-point-of-view.html' title='from my unsympathetic point of view'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-8123088525042365909</id><published>2007-09-18T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:11:22.369-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa!</title><summary type='text'>What has happened to my bank?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/8123088525042365909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=8123088525042365909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8123088525042365909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8123088525042365909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/09/whoa.html' title='Whoa!'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__M0SiDOqkBI/RvAXI8t6tfI/AAAAAAAAACw/-6xxUSs2ReM/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-7088339047923854786</id><published>2007-09-10T15:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:11:22.764-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Return Of Lake Geneva</title><summary type='text'>Twice a year our offices like to get together.  Christmas, cause gosh darn it it’s nice to drive to Wisconsin in December weather, and sometime during storm season (about now usually), we get together for a staff meeting followed by golf for the guys and spa for the girls*, then drinks at the clubhouse and a dinner cruse around the lake (which is often canceled due to weather).  This is an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/7088339047923854786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=7088339047923854786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7088339047923854786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7088339047923854786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/09/return-of-lake-geneva.html' title='Return Of Lake Geneva'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__M0SiDOqkBI/RvE8ztIboII/AAAAAAAAAC4/_3REU_5q-1o/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-8460152726146540893</id><published>2007-09-10T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T12:27:19.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a laughing on the inside kinda clown</title><summary type='text'>Reasons to HATE the Disney resorts(These are just today’s)You cannot book rooms directly with the Hotel, Ahem, EXCUSE me, resort (you will be corrected).No one can tell you how far it is from point A to point B "I could guess, but I'm not very spatial (yes spatial not special).No one can recommend a car service. (You let Goofey drive a car perhaps that's for the best)You cannot speak to a “</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/8460152726146540893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=8460152726146540893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8460152726146540893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8460152726146540893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/09/reasons-to-hate-disney-resorts.html' title='I&apos;m a laughing on the inside kinda clown'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-8094609365702455844</id><published>2007-09-06T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T10:57:38.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twisting actual news</title><summary type='text'>"Little Voice That Says 'Stop' Found in Brain"A different area of the brain allows us to act voluntarily. That's free will. This is "free won't," suggest Marcel Brass, PhD of Germany's Max Planck Institute and Patrick Haggard, PhD, of England's University College LondonBrass and Haggard find that a brain region just above and between your eyes -- the dorsal fronto-median cortex or dFMC -- is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/8094609365702455844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=8094609365702455844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8094609365702455844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8094609365702455844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/09/twisting-actual-news.html' title='Twisting actual news'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-245044153419936673</id><published>2007-09-04T11:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T11:51:59.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweet and the pretty much not</title><summary type='text'>I had never told my S-in-law how great she was.  How her husband, kiyote* blossomed, how she accepted me from the start for who I was in spite of what I had been (that takes a very mature secure person) and I had waited too long to tell her only recently looking for the opportunity.  How do you find the right moment to tell your sister in law you love her while avoiding drunken lesbotronic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/245044153419936673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=245044153419936673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/245044153419936673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/245044153419936673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/09/sweet-and-pretty-much-not.html' title='The Sweet and the pretty much not'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-7528799504033868328</id><published>2007-08-30T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T12:03:27.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding day</title><summary type='text'>August 8Surface of the SunRamrod shows up to my parent’s house to do momma’s, sister’s, and my hair.  Horrified as my mom, unable to remove herself from all conversations, reenters the living room to shave her legs, can’t work the razor, cant see the hairs due to lighting… and then my sister has to shave her legs for her.We 3 girls go over to the house where the wedding will take place.  Step mom</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/7528799504033868328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=7528799504033868328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7528799504033868328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7528799504033868328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/08/wedding-day.html' title='Wedding day'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-3183651144712005304</id><published>2007-08-28T14:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T10:18:21.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A weeks worth</title><summary type='text'>First of all I’d like to tell EVERYONE. A week of craziness can be avoided by NOT having a 4 day 2 city wedding event. We came into town 2 days early to make sure everything was smooth. Not that we exactly had control of anything but since the cell phones wouldn’t stop ringing, it was just easier. Thank God for Ramrod (my BFF and matron of honor). We hid out at her parent’s house for the first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/3183651144712005304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=3183651144712005304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3183651144712005304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3183651144712005304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/08/weeks-worth.html' title='A weeks worth'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-1094600896281716536</id><published>2007-08-23T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T11:02:49.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Speachifying</title><summary type='text'>I’ve known Perdita for about fifteen years now, which if you listen to her is just over half of her life.  I’ve known R slightly longer.  In fact, I’ve known R as long as anyone, except mom, who holds that nine month lead over our heads.  But knowing the two of them as well as I do, I don’t know if I ever expected to be here today. I am probably in a unique position, possibly being the only one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/1094600896281716536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=1094600896281716536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/1094600896281716536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/1094600896281716536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/08/speachifying.html' title='Speachifying'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-3883210504119938290</id><published>2007-08-22T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:11:23.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding gifts</title><summary type='text'>We’ll talk about the wedding in a bit, but that’s too much writing when unburying your desk from 2 weeks missed work.We didn't register for anything which I have to say is a much better idea (when you move 2 households and are old enough to already have inherited 2 sets of china and all the trimmings) than running around a store with a pricing gun (which all of our married friends said was so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/3883210504119938290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=3883210504119938290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3883210504119938290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3883210504119938290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/08/wedding-gifts.html' title='Wedding gifts'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__M0SiDOqkBI/RsxdDD9aHDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/1XqhwLAAMC8/s72-c/bm-image-735777.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-5996182510257546255</id><published>2007-08-03T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T17:34:03.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wouldn't dare title this: "The last issue"</title><summary type='text'>Time line, catering and cost.The three final things you need to know about a reception.Well, they got one out of three right.I spent today (count down to wedded bliss, 5 days) trying to get the final papers from the Events Coordinator. I called 3 days ago with the final head count (whatever, I sent her a random number) and asked for the final figures, timeline and menu. I emailed today as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/5996182510257546255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=5996182510257546255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5996182510257546255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5996182510257546255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-wouldnt-dare-title-this-last-issue.html' title='I wouldn&apos;t dare title this: &quot;The last issue&quot;'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-7943895742104117034</id><published>2007-08-02T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T14:12:18.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best offer of a gift yet</title><summary type='text'>i will be happy to help out in any way and to construct elaborate stories about your whereabouts!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/7943895742104117034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=7943895742104117034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7943895742104117034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7943895742104117034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/08/best-offer-of-gift-yet.html' title='Best offer of a gift yet'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-240966091006721162</id><published>2007-08-01T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T11:18:02.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters: the Mother of the Groom</title><summary type='text'>Just wondered how you were doing as the 8th of August draws nearer!  Hopefully things are relatively peaceful and under control!  I'm sure you'll be glad to know that our new gutters and new driveway are in, so we are presentable once more!!  Let me know if there is anything I can do to help you -- mom I wake up ridiculously early like a kid waiting for Christmas but more panic and less glee. R </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/240966091006721162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=240966091006721162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/240966091006721162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/240966091006721162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/08/letters-mother-of-groom.html' title='Letters: the Mother of the Groom'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-5694794056017470281</id><published>2007-07-31T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T10:15:17.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprising News. The entire State waits for August 8th</title><summary type='text'>Who knew our getting married was such a big deal. End of the world, sure but grinding the State of Illinois to a halt? State Comptroller Dan Hynes pledge both to keep state offices from closing and to pass a budget by Aug. 8. That is when his office must begin the process.Funny, that’s when we begin the process TOO!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/5694794056017470281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=5694794056017470281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5694794056017470281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5694794056017470281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/07/surprising-news-entire-state-waits-for.html' title='Surprising News. The entire State waits for August 8th'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6099543039114563038</id><published>2007-07-25T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T09:36:29.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Call of Cthulhu (2005) … not wedding related</title><summary type='text'>A movie reviewWhat a wonderfully unexpected indie movie. Its black and white. Its subtitled. Wait, oh my god its SILENT. Fantastic cinematography, surprisingly good cardboard sets, delightfully bad props  and miniatures not to mention Cthulhu's stop-motion animation. The actors with limited range were perfectly charming for this retro adaptation of Lovecraft’s horror story. I believe they quite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6099543039114563038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6099543039114563038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6099543039114563038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6099543039114563038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/07/call-of-cthulhu-2005-not-wedding.html' title='The Call of Cthulhu (2005) … not wedding related'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-1137374663589202456</id><published>2007-07-24T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T14:57:28.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes to make the bride cry</title><summary type='text'>See you in a few weeks.  Don't stress about the wedding so much, Perd. It's the things that go wrong that are remembered the longest anyway! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/1137374663589202456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=1137374663589202456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/1137374663589202456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/1137374663589202456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/07/notes-to-make-bride-cry.html' title='Notes to make the bride cry'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-2136846199352898319</id><published>2007-07-24T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T10:06:51.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is 2 weeks out.</title><summary type='text'>I am anxious. It might help if everyone I meet would stop asking if I’m nervous. Nervous. Should I be? Are one or both of us going to bolt? But considering how much is still in the “unknown” category I think anxious is appropriate. We got our license last Friday (involving a trip to the county where we will be blissfully wed) and to meet up with my matron of honor so she could practice my hair do</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/2136846199352898319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=2136846199352898319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2136846199352898319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2136846199352898319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/07/tomorrow-is-2-weeks-out.html' title='Tomorrow is 2 weeks out.'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-5638430409794050274</id><published>2007-07-23T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T11:02:12.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Be Hard To Handle</title><summary type='text'>Now we'll say till something do us partThat old dad of mine ain't got a heartAny girl who's out for pleasureThinks of marriage only at her leisureAs it is, they've got the horse behind the cartWhen my pop said we must wed,He kind of wowed me, still I'm read-yBut one thing must be clearAt this timeI'll be hard to handleI promise you thatAnd if you complainHere's one little JaneWho'll leave you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/5638430409794050274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=5638430409794050274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5638430409794050274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5638430409794050274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/07/ill-be-hard-to-handle.html' title='I&apos;ll Be Hard To Handle'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-3990779214805733604</id><published>2007-07-19T10:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T10:45:02.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddha broke my toe</title><summary type='text'>That’s it! I am calling for an injunction. NO OTHER HUGE LIFE CHANGES! (you got that higher power/gypsy curse)R is struggling with when to tell his current job he is leaving them. He wants to do it before all the wedding mishagosh. My opinion is they will take the 2 weeks he would be giving them prior to his requested time off and tell him to take a hike without pay for his 2 weeks vacation (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/3990779214805733604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=3990779214805733604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3990779214805733604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3990779214805733604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/07/buddha-broke-my-toe.html' title='Buddha broke my toe'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-3902836076602919287</id><published>2007-07-12T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T13:51:13.607-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Illinois Marriage License Information, Laws, Requirements</title><summary type='text'>Miscellaneous QuestionsAre proxy marriages legal?No, marriage by proxy is not allowed.Are cousin marriages legal?Yes, cousin marriages are allowed. Cousins may marry as long as both are over the age of 50.Are common law marriages legal?No, common-law marriages are not allowed.Are same sex marriages legal?No, same-sex marriages are not allowed.Is there a waiting period from the date the license is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/3902836076602919287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=3902836076602919287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3902836076602919287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3902836076602919287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/07/illinois-marriage-license-information.html' title='Illinois Marriage License Information, Laws, Requirements'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-7880269723028591291</id><published>2007-07-10T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T09:54:59.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Days</title><summary type='text'>… From nowHopefully, there will not be zombies. But should that be the case, we will at least be near our chosen fortress for the zombie apocalypse. 28 days from now this will mostly be over. There will (mostly) be nothing else we can do. In 28 days we will be married and past the point of planning, or caring. It is all about the little stuff now. The final invitations, with little RSVP cards, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/7880269723028591291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=7880269723028591291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7880269723028591291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/7880269723028591291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/07/28-days.html' title='28 Days'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-5718894691038452126</id><published>2007-07-06T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T12:24:31.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Have Learned From Living in southern Illinois .....</title><summary type='text'>Possums sleep in the middle of the road with their feet in the air.There are 5,000 types of snakes on earth and 4,998 live in Southern Illinois .There are 10,000 types of spiders. All 10,000 live in Southern Illinois plus a couple no one's seen before.If it grows, it sticks; if it crawls, it bites.Onced and Twiced are words.Catty-cornered means diagonally across the road from you.It is not a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/5718894691038452126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=5718894691038452126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5718894691038452126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5718894691038452126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/07/things-i-have-learned-from-living-in.html' title='Things I Have Learned From Living in southern Illinois .....'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6708741277790495204</id><published>2007-07-06T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T09:16:02.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats New?</title><summary type='text'>Dear Building Maintenance:Have you noticed the foul smell coming up from the brackish water that is covering the back walkway and running down the storage space steps? I don’t believe this is left over water from last weeks flood.~p Dear Building Homeowners: If you have gone out your back door today, you noticed some plastic piping running the length of the sidewalk behind the building.  This is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6708741277790495204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6708741277790495204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6708741277790495204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6708741277790495204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/07/whats-new.html' title='Whats New?'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-5852086597708676530</id><published>2007-07-02T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T14:23:24.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I KNEW IT!</title><summary type='text'>Finally, proof of what I've been saying for years.So Science is finally behind me on children. They ARE evil. The wormy little beings live for deception. "Until now, psychologists had thought the developing brains were not capable of the difficult art of lying until four years old".Puleeze. Their little lecherous lives are all about them and how they can keep manipulating everything so it remains</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/5852086597708676530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=5852086597708676530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5852086597708676530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5852086597708676530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-knew-it.html' title='I KNEW IT!'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-4060518744968913333</id><published>2007-07-02T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T10:32:29.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding, what wedding?</title><summary type='text'>From: Wedding supply storeTo: People ordering actual invitationsWedding supply store called to check on the order because we "didn't put a location name"I told them "My Dad's Backyard" probably wasn't formal enough - just leave it blank.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/4060518744968913333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=4060518744968913333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4060518744968913333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4060518744968913333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/07/wedding-what-wedding.html' title='Wedding, what wedding?'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-8975424369339764177</id><published>2007-07-02T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T09:26:33.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Veggie Booty Recalled</title><summary type='text'>The End is NighTurn back from your Booty eating ways.~FDA Reports 52 Cases of Salmonella Illness from Eating Veggie Booty Snacks.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/8975424369339764177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=8975424369339764177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8975424369339764177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8975424369339764177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/07/veggie-booty-recalled.html' title='Veggie Booty Recalled'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-4675612211020467391</id><published>2007-06-29T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T09:23:00.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can’t get there from here. Again?</title><summary type='text'>I have learned that if I leave work early I should take the El.  It is slower (especially with all the construction) but I can count on it being there and not waiting for half an hour before it shows up. I needed to get home to tidy up before the game-nighters arrived. The place was fine for a blind man, but he didn’t trip over dust bunnies. I had been wanting to go to the old hood for a little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/4675612211020467391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=4675612211020467391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4675612211020467391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4675612211020467391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/06/cant-get-there-from-here-again.html' title='Can’t get there from here. Again?'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-501375235762828641</id><published>2007-06-28T14:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T14:42:06.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There is an end in sight</title><summary type='text'>Napoleonic Mercury  I find it a little odd that the hottest planet would have such a complex. Sure it’s the smallest and it has nothing (no natural satellites and no substantial atmosphere) but does that really mean it has to set us in a tailspin?So I was reading about Mercury Retrogrades. They only happen about three times a year and it lasts for about 3 weeks. This time is from June 16 to July </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/501375235762828641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=501375235762828641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/501375235762828641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/501375235762828641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/06/there-is-end-in-sight.html' title='There is an end in sight'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-2935141180763405103</id><published>2007-06-27T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:11:23.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't get there from here</title><summary type='text'>Trapped on a city bus. No way through. No way off. No way out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/2935141180763405103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=2935141180763405103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2935141180763405103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2935141180763405103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-cant-get-there-from-here.html' title='You can&apos;t get there from here'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__M0SiDOqkBI/RoKFY9eap0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/xCwVuT68t8I/s72-c/Can%27t+get+there+from+here.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-8389132480639489760</id><published>2007-06-26T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T09:56:35.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"And shoes are ALWAYS important!  How DARE you say otherwise!!!"</title><summary type='text'>Well, Da’ is off and I’d like nothing better than good wine, good smoke, long tub soak and a good enough friend to sit and listen* and occasionally fetch me more wine. Unfortunately I have to work so I can take time off for the dress fittings, the wedding, and the honeymoon. beach drinks, just keep thinking Beach DrinksWe’re looking into a Rainforest honeymoon now. I’d love to see them before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/8389132480639489760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=8389132480639489760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8389132480639489760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8389132480639489760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-shoes-are-always-important-how-dare.html' title='&quot;And shoes are ALWAYS important!  How DARE you say otherwise!!!&quot;'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-1615639815220440732</id><published>2007-06-25T11:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T11:49:32.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s true I have fallen thru the cracks and gotten lost</title><summary type='text'>This week was a visit from the "&gt; infamous   "&gt; Poppa’san A couple days turned into a week. I have to go exchange his ticket at the train station today and I just hope I can (in the age of tightened security) otherwise it crack o’ dawn at the station tomorrow. He’s found all the nearby restaurants and this weekend went to 2 parties. The mans got more of a social life than I do.  Today he’s off to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/1615639815220440732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=1615639815220440732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/1615639815220440732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/1615639815220440732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-true-i-have-fallen-thru-cracks-and.html' title='It’s true I have fallen thru the cracks and gotten lost'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-1865843270018412656</id><published>2007-06-20T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T12:23:10.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reno-Sparks Convention &amp; Visitors Authority realize name change necessary</title><summary type='text'> perdita newswhirA Wildcreek golfer hit a bad shot and started a brush fire that consumed 15-20 acres northeast of the golf course.The golfer had knocked his ball into the grass beyond the course. When he tried to play back to the fairway, his club struck something that created a spark that started a fire.Unconfirmed reports of the talk back at the club house included resident ol'man punch as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/1865843270018412656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=1865843270018412656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/1865843270018412656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/1865843270018412656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/06/reno-sparks-convention-visitors.html' title='Reno-Sparks Convention &amp; Visitors Authority realize name change necessary'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-3639489143402595215</id><published>2007-06-19T15:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T08:17:10.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tales Of KAGE</title><summary type='text'>AP WireThis weekend “KAGE” was seen in Decatur. Paparazzi reported they spent most of the weeksequestered in the lake front property with 2unidentified men. Neighbors reported loudconversations late into the night and the SanitationDepartment spokesperson stated, “there were enoughbottle and can recycling to put my kid throughcollege”. Earlier reports of KAGE’s involvement in thelocal zoo missing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/3639489143402595215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=3639489143402595215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3639489143402595215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3639489143402595215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/06/tales-of-kage.html' title='The Tales Of KAGE'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-8370414300906424705</id><published>2007-06-08T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:11:23.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Male dragonflies grab females by the head</title><summary type='text'>So typical.My friends were complaining about the Cicadas. “Their huge, it doesn’t matter if you are squeamish about bugs or not, they’ll set you squealing and jumping”.Sure, especially in the numbers you find them in. I totally get it. But how about having mating dragonflies land on you. I like dragonflies but they are huge and suddenly finding an eight winged two headed five inch creature on you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/8370414300906424705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=8370414300906424705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8370414300906424705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8370414300906424705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/06/male-dragonflies-grab-females-by-head.html' title='Male dragonflies grab females by the head'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__M0SiDOqkBI/Rmld-pSFpHI/AAAAAAAAAA4/86sK8wF0vNg/s72-c/file.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-3265354261758479120</id><published>2007-06-07T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T10:55:27.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CDC gives "kinda clear"</title><summary type='text'>The CDC released a statement today stating that the *“Jason Plague” may be followed by strep like symptoms.The doctors have confirmed it is not actually Strep throat but refer to it merely as worrisome and “Not right”What to do about it? Nothing. Sit here in pain I guess. The usual stuff is hardly effective any more (Saltwater gargle, dissolving aspirin in the back of my throat, Chloraseptic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/3265354261758479120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=3265354261758479120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3265354261758479120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/3265354261758479120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/06/cdc-gives-kinda-clear.html' title='CDC gives &quot;kinda clear&quot;'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-5624078436473776012</id><published>2007-06-05T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T10:51:40.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's not what I thought it was</title><summary type='text'>The high fever gone, the horrid cold blown, drugged and drained into submission, the throat still very sore. Very swollen, very red. I tried all the usual remedies. Hot tea, throat spray, slowly sliding bourbon over the offensive area (hard but not impossible to do to tonsils).Having tried all these (and many more) this weekend while visiting the in-laws (Dr. Dad) I made a point to tell the Dr. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/5624078436473776012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=5624078436473776012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5624078436473776012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5624078436473776012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/06/thats-not-what-i-thought-it-was.html' title='That&apos;s not what I thought it was'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-445772150444940825</id><published>2007-06-01T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T11:17:59.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well it’s been a fun couple of weeks.First off R and I were sick. Fever, followed by colds of plague like proportions. I was so sick if I’d had the energy I’d have gone to the doctor, and I’ve done that already in the past 5 years. Due to that I missed out on a rare occasion to get together with my favorite party people. I lost a friend. I don’t know what to do about that. I’m trying the inactive</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/445772150444940825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=445772150444940825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/445772150444940825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/445772150444940825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/06/well-its-been-fun-couple-of-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-4362582549526621544</id><published>2007-05-22T14:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T14:57:19.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear God, I know, no more wedding talk.But here it is anyway.We finally sent out our save the dates for both the wedding and reception. I designed the wedding invites and the formal reception invites while R designed the “Hell freezing over” post card version. Yes that is the theme. We didn’t know you were supposed to have a theme, but once we found out, we knew this was ours. Not to mention it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/4362582549526621544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=4362582549526621544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4362582549526621544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4362582549526621544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/05/dear-god-i-know-no-more-wedding-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-4623147532143588958</id><published>2007-05-18T08:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T09:40:52.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How green is your wedding?</title><summary type='text'>My mother sent me this article from the National Geographic. I especially loved how she used the subject as a play on a John Ford's movie of sentimental human drama.Before we discuss how Green is my wedding I’d like to complain about the article in general.“Once regarded as barefoot-hippie fests, *earth-friendly weddings are finally coming into their own. "Many couples are looking for ways to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/4623147532143588958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=4623147532143588958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4623147532143588958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4623147532143588958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-green-is-your-wedding.html' title='How green is your wedding?'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-5920005564583956610</id><published>2007-05-09T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T14:56:32.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Man got NOTHING on them</title><summary type='text'>That's not lead based is it?Visit LikeTelevisionDon't miss the excellent Colt 45 commercial after</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/5920005564583956610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=5920005564583956610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5920005564583956610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/5920005564583956610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/05/blue-man-got-nothing-on-them.html' title='Blue Man got NOTHING on them'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-2144341897890328350</id><published>2007-05-04T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:11:24.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>www.lolcats2.com</title><summary type='text'>LOL-Kitteh as a Second Language (LKSL-101) in Five Easy Steps</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/2144341897890328350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=2144341897890328350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2144341897890328350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2144341897890328350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/05/wwwlolcats2com.html' title='www.lolcats2.com'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__M0SiDOqkBI/RjtaQbUuCEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/05KLcZx9rCs/s72-c/dontlook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-8602056390227184806</id><published>2007-05-02T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T14:13:16.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What up Mac?</title><summary type='text'>If Bud Abbott and Lou Costello were alive today, their infamous sketch, "Who's on First?"  might have turned out something like this: COSTELLO CALLS TO BUY A COMPUTER FROM ABBOTT ABBOTT: Super Duper computer store. Can I help  you? COSTELLO: Thanks. I'm setting up an office  in my den and I'm thinking about buying a computer. ABBOTT: Mac? COSTELLO: No, the name's  Lou . ABBOTT: Your computer? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/8602056390227184806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=8602056390227184806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8602056390227184806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8602056390227184806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-up-mac.html' title='What up Mac?'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-4664480466095819562</id><published>2007-04-26T13:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T13:29:55.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What the f' was that?</title><summary type='text'>I understand fights. I grew up with fights and arguments and disagreements. But I thought you resolved things by, well fighting.I didn't have a lot of fights with my friends as a youth. My sister and I fought a lot, but almost never silently. Now that I'm an adult I have had 2 of my friends mad at me. Both have responded in the same way by NOT saying a word. I only find out we've been fighting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/4664480466095819562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=4664480466095819562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4664480466095819562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4664480466095819562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-f-was-that_26.html' title='What the f&apos; was that?'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-1950707093512686949</id><published>2007-04-24T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T10:11:41.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"You live in a Zoo..."</title><summary type='text'>I had a great birthday weekend. We took Goethe with us to the park and played a game of *Bocci (and I was losing badly) when 2 guys left their football game and asked if we wanted competition. So we played teams, us against them, which was better because then I didn’t have to lose alone. The length of the field changed as the jack changed hands. Taking short breaks as people wandered through our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/1950707093512686949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=1950707093512686949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/1950707093512686949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/1950707093512686949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-live-in-zoo.html' title='&quot;You live in a Zoo...&quot;'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6819122788394385476</id><published>2007-04-19T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T12:00:06.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you only remind me of what I've missed, but from here I can see everything</title><summary type='text'>In less than a year I have to make changes for my health, in less than 4 months I'll be married, in less than 2 weeks I’ll be driving for 10 hours and spending time with 8 in laws, in less than a week I'll be 5 years older than my mom was when she had her first kid, in less than a day I'll (hopefully) be in giggly possession of a (ridiculously, if your over 30, hard to find) substance.Funny how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6819122788394385476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6819122788394385476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6819122788394385476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6819122788394385476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-only-remind-me-of-what-ive-missed.html' title='you only remind me of what I&apos;ve missed, but from here I can see everything'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-8116758803219890798</id><published>2007-04-12T15:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T14:10:43.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Proving, everyday, I'm still cool</title><summary type='text'>I'm so removed from the music scene these days I've almost become that old fogy.WHATS that NOISE trust me it was NOT the Beastie Boys.But every so often I completely accidentally expose myself to music I don't already know.So I want to let you know about Lily Allen. I know YOU already knew about her because she has been tearing up the internet, that and you didn't decide to live under a rock. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/8116758803219890798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=8116758803219890798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8116758803219890798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/8116758803219890798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/04/proving-everyday-im-still-cool.html' title='Proving, everyday, I&apos;m still cool'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-1702676074908750685</id><published>2007-04-12T14:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T14:43:48.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Life is no way to treat an animal."</title><summary type='text'>American novelist Kurt Vonnegut, Jr., has died at age 84. Not from smoking (self-described "slow but sure suicide") but from suffering brain injuries following a fall weeks ago. I should finish A Man Without a Country</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/1702676074908750685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=1702676074908750685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/1702676074908750685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/1702676074908750685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-is-no-way-to-treat-animal.html' title='&quot;Life is no way to treat an animal.&quot;'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-4505329687814799312</id><published>2007-04-04T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T10:19:14.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Taste</title><summary type='text'>Almost everyone I have spoken to about planning a wedding is all like "Oooo how FUN!"At first I could dismiss it: "but your male, or unmarried, or it happened so long ago you can't really remember... can you?"But now these younger married people are chiming in and all I could do was put on my duh face as MY reality and THEIR reality tore at each other between my ears. Careful not to slip on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/4505329687814799312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=4505329687814799312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4505329687814799312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/4505329687814799312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-taste.html' title='Just a Taste'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6788706517797385022</id><published>2007-03-27T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T10:23:15.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3 minute truth about Osh Kosh, Wisconsin</title><summary type='text'>Male Order</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6788706517797385022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6788706517797385022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6788706517797385022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6788706517797385022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/03/3-minute-truth-about-osh-kosh-wisconsin.html' title='The 3 minute truth about Osh Kosh, Wisconsin'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-530765303475045788</id><published>2007-03-23T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T13:54:16.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How is it there is nothing in the news about the power outage that went from the lake to Rogers Park?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/530765303475045788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=530765303475045788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/530765303475045788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/530765303475045788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-is-it-there-is-nothing-in-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6661343575638884507</id><published>2007-03-19T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T09:13:29.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If it’s drowning you’re after, don’t torment yourself with shallow water.</title><summary type='text'>Mere words do not feed the friars, so I cooked.Every year I want corned beef and Irish whiskey but we fear the amateur Irish out on the town. I think this was my first corned beef cooked strictly by myself. We invited something friends over for dinner and games. Jameson, Guinness, potatoes, parsley, horseradish, carrots, cabbage &amp; 2 corned beef (since I was unsure of how many would show up) but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6661343575638884507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6661343575638884507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6661343575638884507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6661343575638884507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-its-drowning-youre-after-dont.html' title='If it’s drowning you’re after, don’t torment yourself with shallow water.'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6237850301154872770</id><published>2007-03-15T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T09:59:55.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joey, baby - don't get crazy</title><summary type='text'>Growing apart seems to come in cycles. Elliptical as the orbit in the solar system. I wonder what it is that causes our dance in rotation twisting and drifting through all our degrees. Is it because we all have our own pulls, because we are the center of our own individual systems? We can weather disagreements, divorce, disillusionment and still come back to the closest point without completely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6237850301154872770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6237850301154872770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6237850301154872770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6237850301154872770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/03/joey-baby-dont-get-crazy.html' title='Joey, baby - don&apos;t get crazy'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-6876479287079336741</id><published>2007-03-02T10:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T10:04:56.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How you... HACK, wheeze</title><summary type='text'>R was sick last week and we thought I had escaped it with my healthy healthy self.  I seem to be able to miss many of the illnesses he brings into the house.  Not so this time, this week it was my turn.I can actually pinpoint the moment it conquered me.  It was during the Oscars. “I Need to Wake Up” from “An Inconvenient Truth” by Melissa Etheridge had just taken the Oscar for original song (and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/6876479287079336741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=6876479287079336741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6876479287079336741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/6876479287079336741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-you-hack-wheeze.html' title='How you... HACK, wheeze'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-2958710737005994005</id><published>2007-03-02T08:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T10:08:36.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Are You Popular - Random's Cutcombining snippets of a 1948 US Government Health Film called - Are You Popular - and another decades old gem called - Co-Ed Secrets. Are You Popular is a How to film of dating do's and don'ts for teens - and Co-Ed Secrets is a creepy 1950's Frat House film.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/2958710737005994005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=2958710737005994005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2958710737005994005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/2958710737005994005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/03/are-you-popular-randoms-cut.html' title=''/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-117026577313937400</id><published>2007-01-31T11:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T11:49:33.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How Fiber Works</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/117026577313937400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=117026577313937400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/117026577313937400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/117026577313937400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-fiber-works.html' title='How Fiber Works'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-117025726516743633</id><published>2007-01-31T09:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T09:27:45.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cursor</title><summary type='text'>Perhaps if I'd waited - - -  I had no trouble this time either.I have found that there are times I have a problem. I may not have made myself clear. This time, I could get to the page to compose but got no  - - oh, phooey, what is that blinking line</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/117025726516743633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=117025726516743633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/117025726516743633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/117025726516743633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/01/cursor.html' title='Cursor'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-116956849746596129</id><published>2007-01-24T10:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T12:08:55.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>more or less lost</title><summary type='text'>I had a dream about a high school friend last night.He had passed my thoughts before but now I am consumed with the idea of contacting him.I was able to find a friend that had moved across country twice, but I can find this guy anywhere.I know his age, his brothers name and age, I know his dad's occupation, I hear he is married with a kid, but I just can't find himAnd it's driving me crazy this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/116956849746596129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=116956849746596129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/116956849746596129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/116956849746596129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/01/more-or-less-lost.html' title='more or less lost'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-116948195046696036</id><published>2007-01-22T10:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T10:05:50.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It must have been something in the air.</title><summary type='text'>When I opened up my email this morning I had about 12 emails from my mom that were just recipes. This weekend I sat down with my new  Fanny Farmer cookbook, well it’s new to me. It’s quite fascinating, from start, explanation of the chemical processes (I FINALLY get what “cream of tartar” powder is for) that occur in food during cooking, to finish, with 1880’s advertising in the back. Oh yeah and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/116948195046696036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=116948195046696036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/116948195046696036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/116948195046696036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-must-have-been-something-in-air.html' title='It must have been something in the air.'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-116907085794737575</id><published>2007-01-18T15:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T10:31:55.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Night Takes A Turn</title><summary type='text'>R recently decided to start a game night with his friends. Every other Thursday. It made me feel old and kinda lame.When you find you are at that age where you have to establish a game night (not because you realize you are not spending enough “Family Time” but just to see your friends it’s awfully sobering.Till you start looking into games umm...someone just forwarded this to me from a gaming </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/116907085794737575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=116907085794737575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/116907085794737575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/116907085794737575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/01/game-night-takes-turn.html' title='Game Night Takes A Turn'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-116906004834351023</id><published>2007-01-17T12:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T15:56:39.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1/2 way thru the first month</title><summary type='text'>So nothing, noteworthy, has happened recently to back up my theory that this year is out to get me.  R says: Maybe it’s not us, maybe it just the people around us. And what, we’re just the axis?Okay, maybe it isn’t us.  Maybe those around us have pissed off Karma.  And while I really do say (almost insist) that I am the center of everything: The world revolves around me*, maybe I’ll let this one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/116906004834351023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=116906004834351023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/116906004834351023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/116906004834351023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/01/12-way-thru-first-month.html' title='1/2 way thru the first month'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-116827831158113806</id><published>2007-01-16T11:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T12:18:11.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First of many installations of filler</title><summary type='text'>People I may look likeOr so I've been toldMarianne FaithfullDrew BarrymoreA young Judy GarlandI'm not sure I see a similarity even in them</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/116827831158113806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=116827831158113806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/116827831158113806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/116827831158113806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-of-many-installations-of-filler.html' title='First of many installations of filler'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-116846502484011491</id><published>2007-01-10T15:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T15:37:04.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year in Review</title><summary type='text'>1/1/07 My sister (visiting out of town) had a flat tire and locked her keys in the car.Not just any ol’ flat tire, but the kind that comes from the belt WEARING THRU the rubbery tire part. She got 2 new tires just for good measure. I really thought an Army Supply Specialist would know to check those things, and uh, those things… they have 4 tires.1/2/07  Receive notification our mortgage has been</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/116846502484011491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=116846502484011491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/116846502484011491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/116846502484011491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/01/year-in-review.html' title='The Year in Review'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5512941.post-116828034949634119</id><published>2007-01-01T12:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T12:19:09.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the Year</title><summary type='text'>Why do people insist on New Years Resolutions?Why is it if you do not make one you are just being an uncommitted chicken (or some such thing)? I’m sorry. I just don’t have one. I never made them but I did have plans.What do I really want from this year might be a better question, and yet still one I couldn’t answer.There seems to have been a time when I could plan my life out. When I was younger </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/feeds/116828034949634119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5512941&amp;postID=116828034949634119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/116828034949634119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5512941/posts/default/116828034949634119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vademecum.blogspot.com/2007/01/question-of-year.html' title='Question of the Year'/><author><name>Perdita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04514658966177544171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/34887137_51e58fdb12_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
