<?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-3163091203700521904</id><updated>2011-10-04T13:50:06.085-04:00</updated><category term='winnebago'/><category term='media'/><category term='Twitter'/><category term='sandra mckenna'/><category term='comedy'/><category term='collaboration'/><category term='izeafest'/><category term='mid life road trip'/><category term='ocdchick'/><category term='chis brogan'/><category term='John Mayer'/><category term='mastermind'/><category term='st. petersburg times'/><category term='travel'/><category term='lauran irion'/><category term='justin beiber'/><category term='David Gregory'/><category term='George Stephanopoulos'/><category term='Bic'/><category term='deb brown. arte deb'/><category term='american idol'/><category term='dodging bullets'/><category term='HGTV'/><category term='power of giving'/><category term='Harvey McKinnon'/><category term='NBC'/><category term='music'/><category term='size matters'/><category term='ideas'/><category term='mtv'/><category term='kitchen'/><category term='rick griffin'/><category term='television'/><category term='rate my space'/><category term='LeeAnn Rimes'/><category term='seniors'/><category term='PR'/><category term='Azim Jamal'/><category term='food'/><category term='John McCain'/><category term='mcmedia'/><category term='healthcare'/><category term='TGI Fridays'/><category term='larry page'/><category term='marketing'/><category term='design'/><category term='public relations'/><category term='followers'/><category term='numbers'/><category term='tweetmetv.com'/><category term='sergey brin'/><category term='google'/><title type='text'>Observations and Reflections</title><subtitle type='html'>Everything from Breaking News to Breaking Bread</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-2764462831081010564</id><published>2011-10-03T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T11:00:01.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Think ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XZUnrZF10iA/TonNEQcJgoI/AAAAAAAAALQ/RuNcA1xWP4o/s320/DSC00248_2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mission San Juan Capistrano&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XZUnrZF10iA/TonNEQcJgoI/AAAAAAAAALQ/RuNcA1xWP4o/s1600/DSC00248_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not a fan of chain letters and emails. I rarely, if ever pass them on even (especially) when they threaten me within an inch of my life. While the following was not threatening (but did request I forward the email to at least 10 people) I thought the message was a beautiful one. I'm sure this story has been around the block a time or two but this is the first time I had read it. What a lovely message of gratitude that it carries with it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her. She told her boyfriend, 'If I could only see the world, I will marry you.' One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend.He asked her, ‘Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?' The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him. Her boyfriend left her in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying: 'Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine.'This is how the human brain often works when our status changes. Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Is a GiftToday before you say an unkind word - Think of someone who can't speak.&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about the taste of your food - Think of someone who has nothing to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about your husband or wife - Think of someone who's crying out to GOD for a companion.&lt;br /&gt;Today before you complain about life - Think of someone who went too early to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about your children -Think of someone who desires children but they're barren. Before you argue about your dirty house someone didn't clean or sweep - Think of the people who are living in the streets.&lt;br /&gt;Before whining about the distance you drive ~ Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.&lt;br /&gt;And when you are tired and complain about your job - Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your job.&lt;br /&gt;But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another - Remember that not one of us is without sin and we all answer to one MAKER. And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down - Put a smile on your face and thank GOD you're alive and still around. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-2764462831081010564?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/2764462831081010564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=2764462831081010564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/2764462831081010564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/2764462831081010564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2011/10/think.html' title='Think ......'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XZUnrZF10iA/TonNEQcJgoI/AAAAAAAAALQ/RuNcA1xWP4o/s72-c/DSC00248_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-3485426345269581807</id><published>2011-09-30T09:20:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T11:01:24.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware: Watch your "Social Media Back"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qHxz98pD_JQ/ToXQNr2or3I/AAAAAAAAALM/ySvd0MO6Ubg/s1600/53652673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 169px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qHxz98pD_JQ/ToXQNr2or3I/AAAAAAAAALM/ySvd0MO6Ubg/s320/53652673.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658157440389656434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ghiAn4H4L5c/ToXQC8KxhrI/AAAAAAAAALE/Pw1j-LkG4FM/s1600/53649503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 91px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ghiAn4H4L5c/ToXQC8KxhrI/AAAAAAAAALE/Pw1j-LkG4FM/s320/53649503.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658157255790528178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSx1dNk4SUM/ToXP1zwiWYI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gfb0ACIcwHA/s1600/sandra_mckenna_040710_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSx1dNk4SUM/ToXP1zwiWYI/AAAAAAAAAK8/gfb0ACIcwHA/s320/sandra_mckenna_040710_0101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658157030194698626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Media can be a great thing. It can also be quite unsettling. It can leave you vulnerable. I don't often talk about my past. Not that it was bad or because I did anything crazy. There are parts of ones life that are raw, unresolved and therefore go unspoken. That is until through the beauty of social media they hit you smack dab in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In high school I met &amp; fell in love with Tom a very smart and handsome young man. I was head over heels crazy in love. Of course, hormones took over and at 18 I gave birth to our daughter. Yes, there was s shotgun wedding. Back in the day that's what we did. Sadly, I wasn't the only girl on the block to wind up in that situation. After a very tumultuous two years, this union which was doomed from the get go, came to a crashing halt. While I'll spare you the details, it took me several years to recover from the heartbreak. It took me 18 years to fall in love again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That chapter had long been closed until I received several anonymous emails telling me that my first husband had passed away several months earlier. It had been nearly three decades since we had spoken, a lifetime ago. He had moved on with his life and I with mine. I remembered him as a vibrant young man and was sad to learn his life ended.  He and my daughter never had a real relationship. It had been over 25 years since he had contacted her. I don't even know if he knew he had two grand children. They were never mentioned or recognized in his obituary. His family never had a relationship with my daughter and never met my grand children. Probably didn't even know they existed. We are all o.k. with that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for the unsettling part. This week someone named Charlotte (who we don't know) posted her condolences on his legacy guest book. She included a photo of my daughter (which Charlotte used as her avatar) and one of my grand-daughters. She used the photos as if they were hers. She did not mention that the avatar she posted was not her and that the girls had nothing to do with her. Both photos have been cropped &amp; edited from a recent photo that was taken of my entire family for Parade Magazine (including my husband of the past 18 years who raised the kids w/me). It's downright creepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine why someone who we don't know would do this. It serves no purpose. It could certainly be hurtful to his mom, sisters and son. While they know he had a "First Family" we have long been out of their lives and long forgotten. Chapter closed.  I have googled "Charlotte" in Land O' Lakes until my fingers went numb. Surprisingly, "Charlotte" does not exist! Then who? Who would feel compelled to do such a thing? Sometimes, the past should be just that. The past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I may never know who "Charlotte" is, I think there is a valuable lesson here. You have got to "Watch you Social Media Back" ... People can steal your likeness and use it for anything. They can "edit" your life to fit theirs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what "Charlotte" wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 28, 2011&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts and prayer are with your family today Tom. I've just recently learned of your passing. You possessed a spirit that always gave and seldom asked for return. You continue live on in the heart and soul of your diverse and very large family, your multitude of friends from all walks of life, and in the beautiful children and their children you created. Your life and all which it stood for should never be forgotten. May peace surround us all until we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;  var _gaq = _gaq || [];  _gaq.push(['_setAccount', 'UA-12412373-2']);  _gaq.push(['_trackPageview']);  (function() {    var ga = document.createElement('script'); ga.type = 'text/javascript'; ga.async = true;    ga.src = ('https:' == document.location.protocol ? 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It was the  best and worst. It was the year I learned what I was made of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The lessons of 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings sometimes come disguised as heartbreak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It was a year with great loss. It began and ended with the passing of loved ones. My dear friend Renee in January, my father in December. I learned that when someone leaves this earth their memory lives on within you, in your thoughts and in your actions. They are never far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter is as important to my well being as the air I breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Facing fear never gets easier. I did things I thought I could never do. We moved the entire family, four generation into one house. That in itself was a challenge. Overcoming being squeamish to care for the physical needs of my father is something I never thought I could do, yet I did. Managing to keep joy and laughter in your life when facing impending death while a challenge is not impossible. My dad inspired me every day. He had so many obstacles to deal with just to get through a day, yet he did it with a smile and gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone will like me no matter how much I wish they would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The disillusion of friendship. I learned that misunderstandings can't always be repaired no matter how much you had hoped they would be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Forgiveness is imperative to moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to rush to judgement. Some of the best surprises of 2010 were things I would have missed out on if I had never explored beyond my initial impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion is the lifeblood of creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The labyrinth always leads back to the people you respect and care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Love, It's that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a very good year. Looking forward to a great 2011. Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a very good year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-802074048318542703?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/802074048318542703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=802074048318542703' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/802074048318542703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/802074048318542703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-had-more-ups-and-downs-than.html' title='2010 had more ups and downs than a Craftmatic bed at the Bunny Ranch'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TR_Lst0rb8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/6wp1NMY9LfY/s72-c/63035415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-1844132266951522997</id><published>2010-12-19T12:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T13:04:02.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dad ... Forever in my heart</title><content type='html'>At 3:10 am  this morning, surrounded by family, embraced by love and laughter, my father passed away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a year of many ups and downs highs and lows. There were so many times that the doctors had little hope that my dad would pull through yet somehow he always managed. This year was a "bonus" round, a blessing in every sense of the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned to work together as a family, four generations under one roof. Not an easy task, but it was such a privilege to have my dad at home with us. Our common goal of his well being and comfort far outweighed any of our personal differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a man of courage and extraordinary will. He reminded me of the Incredible Oz. Only until you looked behind the curtain, did you realize truly how frail he truly was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth David McKenna was a husband to my mom Betty for 59 years. He was a dad, grandfather and great-grandfather. He lit up a room and had a sense of humor that was larger than life. As a family we laughed a lot and he was the conductor. Good times and bad we always managed to see a silver lining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in his last hours we remembered the good times. As we sat at his bedside we all shared funny memories and the laughs we had throughout the years. He smiled. We smiled through our tears, laughter and love filled the room as we said our good-byes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing someone you love is never easy. Today, my heart is heavy, and I'm overwhelmed by sadness and an endless stream of tears. This isn't the end of my father. He shall live on in our hearts, our memories and in the stories I will continue to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His favorite time of year was Christmas. He always did it up big. So we couldn't pass up the Santa Snuggie we found last week. It only seemed fitting. It was his last photo taken just days ago, with a smile that could light up a city block. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TQ5Hz-dh8bI/AAAAAAAAAKU/L3c7AywqKXM/s1600/DSC04770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TQ5Hz-dh8bI/AAAAAAAAAKU/L3c7AywqKXM/s320/DSC04770.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552454348860158386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-1844132266951522997?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/1844132266951522997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=1844132266951522997' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/1844132266951522997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/1844132266951522997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-dad-forever-in-my-heart.html' title='My Dad ... 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She never once said "Why Me?" I have several other friends who are fighting valiant battles now. No complaints from them, all amazing incredibly brave ladies doing what they have to do with dignity and grace. I'm no different, not special, so every year when I get the results back from my annual mammogram and it's  good, I feel as though I've dodged a bullet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has had pneumonia four times in the past year and a half. He almost died twice. He has been in and out of hospitals, he has a traich, a catheter and is on oxygen 24/7. He has amazed doctors with his resilience and sheer will to live. We brought him home to my house a year ago this month. Doctors were not optimistic and we counted everyday with him as a blessing There have been tears but mostly laughter. That's what we do in our family. Face anything and everything head on with a joke and a belly laugh and pie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I write this from Room 3115 where my dad is battling his 5th go round of pneumonia. When he arrived by ambulance a few days ago doctors thought he might be in for just a couple days, a "Tune-Up" if you will. Last night, was a bad night. He couldn't catch his breath. He's scared. The treatment has gotten more aggressive, his oxygen need is increasing and his breathing more labored. He's not eating. He's been here before and always come out of it. I never try to count him out, after all he has amazed us all so many times before. Yet, somehow this time feels different. So we wait, and hope and continue to pray. Does he have the strength to dodge another bullet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-7889054541074053452?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/7889054541074053452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=7889054541074053452' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/7889054541074053452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/7889054541074053452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/11/dodging-bullets.html' title='Dodging Bullets'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TN1uZa5OzhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7a7uR8SbyA0/s72-c/Fred-Flintsonte-and-Barney-Dodging-Bullets-the-flintstones-7005095-456-316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-8248139693953462195</id><published>2010-08-27T08:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T10:14:00.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Season Starts Now: Midlife Road Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/Ejpi_O0SOtA/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ejpi_O0SOtA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ejpi_O0SOtA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-8248139693953462195?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/8248139693953462195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=8248139693953462195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/8248139693953462195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/8248139693953462195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/08/midlife-road-trip.html' title='New Season Starts Now: Midlife Road Trip'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-1997753894660287961</id><published>2010-06-20T08:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T08:41:53.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TB4LNRxE2eI/AAAAAAAAAJY/J1WbUPuLcjQ/s1600/DSC03304+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 169px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TB4LNRxE2eI/AAAAAAAAAJY/J1WbUPuLcjQ/s200/DSC03304+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484833718919289314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my dad’s 53rd father’s day, my 53rd year as his daughter. No Norman Rockwell painting here, but more than five decades peppered with magical moments and plethora of belly laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up, my dad was always larger than life to me. He would walk into a room and everyone knew who he was. We never waited for a table.  He engaged everyone in conversation causing me to shrink with embarrassment. At the time I wondered how could he just talk with everyone, selfishly knowing we would be there for a good while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my friend’s dinner tables were quiet and uneventful, ours was filled with the tales of the day and laughter. Sometimes we laughed so hard there was more giggling than eating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad taught us everything from basic survival skills like how to deflect attention when passing gas in public to more important things like chasing your dreams and doing what’s right when nobody is looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad wasn’t perfect.  He fell short on many an occasion. But, he was real. He was who he was, no apologies. The good memories have far outweighed the others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father planned the most wonderful vacations, like the summers we spent on Fire Island. We had to get there by boat.  No cars on the island, we pulled red wagons along the boardwalk from the dock to the summerhouse where we stayed loaded with our necessities and our imaginations for what was sure to be an awesome week. It always was and even after 50 years I can still recall the tiniest details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father instilled in me his work ethic for which I will be forever grateful.  He showed me how to stick it out, even when it isn’t always the fashionable or popular choice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year has been the most profound of all my 53 years with my dad.  He almost died, he was told there was no hope, has been in and out of a coma, in and out of the hospital so many times I’ve lost count.  This once independent, larger than life figure now relies on others for just about everything.  The most remarkable thing though, while his body may be compromised, his spirit and sense of humor remain unscathed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has taught me that life isn’t always pretty, sometimes it’s downright ugly but never let it get the best of you. A sense of humor and a soaring spirit will shine light on the darkest times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has taught me that my house doesn’t have to be perfectly clean with everything in its place.  The chips and dents from my father’s wheelchair have become precious reminders of how lucky I am to have these months with him living in my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has taught me to step outside myself. Realize it’s not all about me. That helping others, sharing what I have is far more important and gratifying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has taught me forgiveness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has taught me who my friends are, the ones who have been here to stand with me in dark hours, the ones who call just because and the ones who encourage when I just don’t think I can do it another minute and they never judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, it has taught me that my father is facing his mortality, much how he lived his life, with courage and grace. His smile is still a beacon, his spirit still larger than life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Father’s Day, I am especially grateful for the time I have with my father.  Our conversations are more meaningful.  The “I Love You’s” are much more frequent.  That just sitting in a room with him has significance. That every day I have from here on out with my dad is an extra special gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While our family portrait may be more of a Mad Magazine cover than a Norman Rockwell, I wouldn’t trade it for the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-1997753894660287961?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/1997753894660287961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=1997753894660287961' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/1997753894660287961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/1997753894660287961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-dad.html' title='My Dad'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TB4LNRxE2eI/AAAAAAAAAJY/J1WbUPuLcjQ/s72-c/DSC03304+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-3964881393294945273</id><published>2010-06-13T08:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T08:14:23.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a new day</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yYe6tmrFxbw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yYe6tmrFxbw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-3964881393294945273?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/3964881393294945273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=3964881393294945273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/3964881393294945273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/3964881393294945273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-new-day.html' title='It&apos;s a new day'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-3309943316882116653</id><published>2010-05-23T18:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:22:55.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Your thoughts don't have words every day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S_mpoprPN_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/03q44gtEFsg/s1600/Glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S_mpoprPN_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/03q44gtEFsg/s320/Glass.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474593337892616178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts don't have words every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They come a single time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like signal esoteric sips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the communion Wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which while you taste so native seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So easy so to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot comprehend its price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor its infrequency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Emily Dickinson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-3309943316882116653?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/3309943316882116653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=3309943316882116653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/3309943316882116653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/3309943316882116653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/05/your-thoughts-dont-have-words-every-day.html' title='Your thoughts don&apos;t have words every day'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S_mpoprPN_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/03q44gtEFsg/s72-c/Glass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-2143874814299658799</id><published>2010-05-13T15:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T15:47:34.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>Sometimes things in my life don't go as I had hoped or planned. Today was one of those days. Nick Vujicic again reminds me how blessed I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gc4HGQHgeFE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gc4HGQHgeFE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-2143874814299658799?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/2143874814299658799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=2143874814299658799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/2143874814299658799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/2143874814299658799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/05/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-5814555998914175070</id><published>2010-05-10T07:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T07:46:16.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"People" from Funny Girl</title><content type='html'>I admit .. 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S9iJJO93dUI/AAAAAAAAAII/0RuQT1rcZ_Q/s320/holding-hands.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465268939543508290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If - a poem by Rudyard Kipling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can keep your head when all about you&lt;br /&gt;Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;&lt;br /&gt;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;But make allowance for their doubting too:&lt;br /&gt;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,&lt;br /&gt;Or being hated don't give way to hating,&lt;br /&gt;And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can dream and not make dreams your master;&lt;br /&gt;If you can think and not make thoughts your aim,&lt;br /&gt;If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster&lt;br /&gt;And treat those two impostors just the same:&lt;br /&gt;If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken&lt;br /&gt;Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,&lt;br /&gt;Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,&lt;br /&gt;And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can make one heap of all your winnings&lt;br /&gt;And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,&lt;br /&gt;And lose, and start again at your beginnings,&lt;br /&gt;And never breathe a word about your loss:&lt;br /&gt;If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew&lt;br /&gt;To serve your turn long after they are gone,&lt;br /&gt;And so hold on when there is nothing in you&lt;br /&gt;Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,&lt;br /&gt;Or walk with Kings---nor lose the common touch,&lt;br /&gt;If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;If all men count with you, but none too much:&lt;br /&gt;If you can fill the unforgiving minute&lt;br /&gt;With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,&lt;br /&gt;And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-4600292729078496753?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/4600292729078496753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=4600292729078496753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/4600292729078496753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/4600292729078496753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/04/if.html' title='If'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S9iJJO93dUI/AAAAAAAAAII/0RuQT1rcZ_Q/s72-c/holding-hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-1172717044205953124</id><published>2010-04-18T18:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T19:18:42.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Not Taken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S8uPnGFAABI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cs2sAPbmYVU/s1600/images-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 81px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S8uPnGFAABI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cs2sAPbmYVU/s320/images-2.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461616874926112786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Robert Frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;br /&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;br /&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;br /&gt;Though as for that the passing there&lt;br /&gt;Had worn them really about the same,&lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;br /&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;br /&gt;Two&lt;a href="http://midliferoadtripshow.com"&gt; roads&lt;/a&gt; diverged in a wood, and I-&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-1172717044205953124?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/1172717044205953124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=1172717044205953124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/1172717044205953124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/1172717044205953124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/04/road-not-taken.html' title='The Road Not Taken'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S8uPnGFAABI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cs2sAPbmYVU/s72-c/images-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-4316133539096705879</id><published>2010-04-09T14:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T15:37:16.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She Drives Me Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S7-BPphVCKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SV8SPuMDpnk/s1600/n1100154240_9048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S7-BPphVCKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SV8SPuMDpnk/s320/n1100154240_9048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458223379239995554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest Blogger: &lt;a href="http://www.midliferoadtripshow.com/about-2/vicky-akins/"&gt;Vicky Akins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit it, but there are things I've done I'm not proud of. Some, I still continue to do, even though I know they're wrong.  I don't know why I don't stop these behaviors but sometimes it seems the more I try to restrain myself, the worse I actually get.  Sometimes, they're just annoying habits, like tearing at my fingernails because they tear so easily. Another one was smoking, which I finally quit doing in 2008.  But others involve people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a very easygoing, down-to-earth woman.  Ok, I'm a little compulsive about certain things, overly emotional and quick-tempered, but for the most part, not much bothers me.  I consider myself a good judge of character and have a track record of near perfect accuracy when it comes to analyzing someone's intentions/ulterior motives. I'm also pretty tolerant of idiosyncrasies, having quite the collection of my own.  But for some reason, some people just make me crazy and turn me into someone I don't like very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a woman I see every day who absolutely drives me up the wall.  I don't know why, but she brings out the worst in me.  Her voice, mannerisms, habits and even her physical apprearance annoy the hell out of me.  She's never done anything to deserve this exceptionally horrid treatment but I can't seem to help myself.  She's a great worker.  When she puts her mind to accomplishing something, nothing can stop her.  She's not bad to look at.  I've heard others tell her she's attractive, yet I cannot bring myself to look her in the eyes and not feel anger just seething inside me.  I can't explain  it. I'm definitely not jealous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she has a medical condition that has caused her to gain weight and I know she's very sensitive about it, but I insist on bringing it to everyone's attention and making her feel ugly. I know she's trying to fix it, but I have no patience with her and when I look at her body, I'm repulsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not a bad person. Most of the time she's very  kind.  Often times I've seen her put her own needs last so others' could proceed where they wanted or do things they wanted.  I know she's experienced some outrageously difficult times throughout her life.  But who hasn't?  She doesn't seem to have much self-esteem.  I've noticed she goes through stages when she seems more assertive and sure of herself but they are always short-lived.  Her inconsistancy drives me insane. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I found myself unable to control my anger.  I stared her down and began to yell.&lt;br /&gt; Pick a mood, woman!!  Stop whining and feeling sorry for yourself.  Stop bitching and moaning that you can't do this or that.  Get off your ass and just do it!" She tried to explain that she really, really wanted to do just that, but she felt like she was struggling every day against an inner voice that fought her every effort and told her she would never be good enough.&lt;br /&gt;For anyone else, I would've tried to understand, but I couldn't understand her.  I would've forgiven a complete stranger for making mistakes, but I couldn't forgive her.&lt;br /&gt;I've always tried to assist other people in eliminating what they consider to be their weaknesses. But I couldn't help her.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She's really no different than anyone else.  She has the same emotions, experiences and the right to make mistakes as everyone. But for some unknown reason I always held her to a higher standard and expected more from her than others.  For some reason I could forgive anyone's imperfections but hers.  I wasn't proud of my actions.  I wanted to like this woman, so I developed a plan.  I made a point every day to look her in the eyes and tell her she was a beautiful person.  I vowed to put all her mistakes in the past and remind myself that mistakes are lessons in disguise.  They shape who we are and who we are to become.  Oh, it felt like a big lie at first, I'll be honest.  But with each day that passed it got easier.  I'm think I'm actually starting to like her a little more.  She's really not as bad as I thought she was.  My anger has subsided for the most part and I've started keeping a list of things she's done that I'm proud of.  Sometimes I even read it to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned these issues don't have to be permanent.  For some of us they are more work than for others but it is possible to work through them.  I don't hate her like I used to.  I can see her looking back at me in the mirror and see, not mistakes, but potential. I've got a way to go yet, but I think we're going to be okay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Just some thoughts.  We're harder on ourselves than anyone else.  Why is it we can forgive the mistakes of others' but not our own.  Is this something only women do or are men guilty of this too?  Drop me a note, give me your opinion.  As always, to the 4 people who actually read this blog...thank you for your continued loyalty.  You're the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-4316133539096705879?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/4316133539096705879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=4316133539096705879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/4316133539096705879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/4316133539096705879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/04/she-drives-me-crazy.html' title='She Drives Me Crazy'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S7-BPphVCKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SV8SPuMDpnk/s72-c/n1100154240_9048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-2734844680210644074</id><published>2010-04-04T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:07:58.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>For everything there is a season,&lt;br /&gt;And a time for every matter under heaven:&lt;br /&gt;A time to be born, and a time to die;&lt;br /&gt;A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;&lt;br /&gt;A time to kill, and a time to heal;&lt;br /&gt;A time to break down, and a time to build up;&lt;br /&gt;A time to weep, and a time to laugh;&lt;br /&gt;A time to mourn, and a time to dance;&lt;br /&gt;A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;&lt;br /&gt;A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing;&lt;br /&gt;A time to seek, and a time to lose;&lt;br /&gt;A time to keep, and a time to throw away;&lt;br /&gt;A time to tear, and a time to sew;&lt;br /&gt;A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;&lt;br /&gt;A time to love, and a time to hate,&lt;br /&gt;A time for war, and a time for peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:1-8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-2734844680210644074?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/2734844680210644074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=2734844680210644074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/2734844680210644074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/2734844680210644074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/04/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-3991068141183699200</id><published>2010-03-27T10:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T10:55:52.129-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Say YES! 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S4zqKOtTT1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/1VagIt_eNZs/s1600-h/DSC03080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S4zqKOtTT1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/1VagIt_eNZs/s320/DSC03080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abc15.com/s/b6VkpijU-Ei9SSqvQyGssA.cspx"&gt;How a Valley surgeon found his soulmate -- using Twitter?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;ABC15 PHOENIX -&amp;nbsp;People across the globe are connecting in 140 characters or less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But social networking sites like&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/" style="color: #79725e; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/" style="color: #79725e; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/" style="color: #45629d; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;aren't just for&amp;nbsp;friendship; now they are&amp;nbsp;becoming popular places for folks looking for&amp;nbsp;love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"It's certainly not a dating service," said Twitter user Terry Simpson. "And you don't do it for that."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"And you wouldn't go out saying I want to find a boyfriend on Twitter," said social networking user April Wilson.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But last summer, Wilson and Simpson met while tweeting with a group of friends. Their twitter names are&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/producerGirl" style="color: #45629d; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;producergirl&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/terrysimpson" style="color: #79725e; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;terrysimpson.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"I wasn't looking for love," said Simpson. "I knew she existed I wasn't thinking about her other then it would be nice to know her and that's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Simpson said he mainly began using Twitter to gather opinions and thoughts for a new book he was writing called&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&amp;amp;field-keywords=cigar+talk+terry+simpson" style="color: #45629d; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;Cigar Talk&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"The first 100 people or so that I followed on Twitter were all about cigars and that was my interest in Twitter."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Simpson, a leading surgeon and author in Phoenix, has written several books about how to succeed using Laparoscopic band (Lap-band)&amp;nbsp;surgery. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He&amp;nbsp;said he's often&amp;nbsp;a "smart aleck" on Twitter. It's something Wilson, a senior entertainment producer in Florida, found intriguing. That's when they starting "tweeting" to one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All their tweets about scrumptious food, wine and cigars led to a dinner invitation by Simpson's new group of friends.&amp;nbsp; He was in Alaska at the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"So I left from Anchorage flew down to Tampa about 4,000 miles overnight and this is the young lady who picks me up," Simpson smiled, looking at Wilson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She also giggled and said, "And it was over at that moment.&amp;nbsp; We just went uh oh we're in trouble."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The two spent the rest of the weekend talking and getting to know each. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dozens of flights, hundreds of phone calls&amp;nbsp;and thousands of frequent flyer miles later they decided to&amp;nbsp;get married.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Less than one year after first connecting on Twitter, the couple tied the knot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Their wedding ceremony on February 19th at the Phoenix Country Club was just the way they wanted it, low key with a small group of family members and friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"What was really amazing was I think about half our guests were actually from Twitter," said Wilson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And you can only imagine how the nuptials ended. Right after the officiate announced Simpson could 'kiss the bride,' they both grabbed their cell phones and Wilson shouted, "We'll tweet it out."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Simpson and Wilson say they can't wait to tweet about their next big surprise. It's so&amp;nbsp;big, Simpson even changed the ending of his 4th book.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"There will be a new little fella coming into our life," read Simpson. "A dog named Balto and a little boy named Jimmy, yep after my brother, when he is born you can bet I will pass out cigars."&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the &lt;a href="http://MidLife Road Trip Show.com"&gt;http://MidLife Road Trip Show.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ocdchick"&gt;@ocdchick&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;performed the ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/gungagalunga"&gt;@gungagalunga&lt;/a&gt; played guitar and sang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/dudcavanaugh"&gt;@dudecavanaugh&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/rickgriffin"&gt;@rickgriffin&lt;/a&gt; shot and provided the wedding video for ABC15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-2428091192103651540?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/2428091192103651540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=2428091192103651540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/2428091192103651540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/2428091192103651540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-valley-surgeon-found-his-soulmate.html' title='How a Valley surgeon found his soulmate -- using Twitter?'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S4zqKOtTT1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/1VagIt_eNZs/s72-c/DSC03080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-5817442624482476328</id><published>2010-02-26T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T20:45:03.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Educate every child about food, inspire families to cook again, empower people everywhere to fight obesity.</title><content type='html'>Jamie Oliver on TED. Absolutely spot on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="326" width="446"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/JamieOliver_2010-medium.mp4&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/JamieOliver-2010.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=765&amp;amp;introDuration=16500&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=2000&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=jamie_oliver;year=2010;theme=a_taste_of_ted2010;theme=ted_prize_winners;theme=new_on_ted_com;event=TED2010;&amp;amp;preAdTag=tconf.ted/embed;tile=1;sz=512x288;" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgColor="#ffffff" width="446" height="326" allowFullScreen="true" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/JamieOliver_2010-medium.mp4&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/JamieOliver-2010.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=765&amp;amp;introDuration=16500&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=2000&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=jamie_oliver;year=2010;theme=a_taste_of_ted2010;theme=ted_prize_winners;theme=new_on_ted_com;event=TED2010;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-5817442624482476328?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/5817442624482476328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=5817442624482476328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/5817442624482476328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/5817442624482476328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/02/educate-every-child-about-food-inspire.html' title='Educate every child about food, inspire families to cook again, empower people everywhere to fight obesity.'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-861783601668953943</id><published>2010-02-10T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:55:16.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggers put the "Social" in Social Media</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S3NaoMaZJbI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Vx0tJpxkER0/s1600-h/DSC02938.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S3NaoMaZJbI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Vx0tJpxkER0/s400/DSC02938.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Every once in a full moon an opportunity presents itself that is life changing. Recently, I had the privilege to travel to Tecate, Mexico and spend a week at &lt;a href="http://rancholapuerta.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;Rancho La Puerta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with a group of inspiring and empowering women. They shared amazing stories of their successes, triumphs over adversity and just plain true grit.It is with great pride and admiration that I introduce to you, "The Bloggers of Rancho La Puerta"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Gina Andrews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a0; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.saveourboobies.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;www.saveourboobies.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;Gina is a passionate young mother focused on expanding the awareness and education about breast cancer to “young” woman. A breast cancer survivor AND thriver, Gina’s a real spitfire who created &lt;a href="http://www.saveourboobies.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;www.saveourboobies.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; where she champions early detection and shares her story of diagnosis in her 20’s with other young women.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;Melanie Berezan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.girlgetstrong.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;www.girlgetstrong.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The first thing that struck me about Melanie was her outer beauty. She's tall, incredibly fit with legs that went on for days. Imagine my surprise when she told me she gave birth to four children in as many years. Not only does this mom talk the talk, but she walks the walk. A rare combination, Melanie is a great role model moms everywhere.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Diane Cu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://whiteonricecouple.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;http://whiteonricecouple.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Diane says she's a fool for good conversation, green gardening and travel. A modern day "mother nature" Diane springs to life, even just talking about her garden. I was touched by Diane's kindness as I watched her photograph a little boy in Mexico, how she interacted with him and his family. She brought out the best in him, she found and captured such beauty in poverty. It was at that moment, I knew what a gift she had.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Heather Dawson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.californialifehd.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;www.californialifehd.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;A veteran news anchor/reporter Heather is the creator of &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://californialife.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000f9; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;California Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, an entertaining, informative news magazine show. Her on air presence is captivating and I found her to be so IRL (in real life). Soft spoken and engaging it is no surprise that Heather and California Life have found success. She has a winning formula of &amp;nbsp;positive energy and a genuineness that is a rare find in the entertainment industry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Sarah Evan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a0; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;s &lt;a href="http://www.prsarahevans.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;www.prsarahevans.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;I don't know what I can tell you about &lt;a href="http://mashable.com/author/sarah-evans/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;Sarah Evans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that you don't already know. This young lady is a PR Powerhouse. Her "Twitter Savvy" got her &amp;nbsp;featured in both &lt;a href="http://www.vanityfair.com/culture/features/2010/02/twitter-201002"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;Vanity Fair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and&amp;nbsp;Forbe's Magazine and as recent as today she's on CNN. &amp;nbsp;She truly is "transparent" and was happy to teach this old gal some new tricks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;Julie Gallaher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a0; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.thingsyoushoulddo.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;www.thingsyoushoulddo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;11 time Rancho La Puerta guest, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ecSJWWWyFk"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;Julie Gallaher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was the catalyst &amp;nbsp;behind the Rancho La Puerta bloggers group. It was her idea and tenacity that sparked the magic! Julie is all about the good, as you'll find on her website, Things You Should Do, which celebrated it's one millionth visitor in January 2010. Something you might not know, is that she has a beautiful voice and received a standing ovation at the Ranch when she sang before a packed house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;Gail Goodwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a0; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.inspiremetoday.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;www.inspiremetoday.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;Gail is the founder of Inspire Me Today and inspire she does! Gail led our group in a &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/gail-lynne-goodwin"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mastermind session that carried over to the following day. She's &lt;a href="file:///feed/::webtalkradio.net:category:podcasts:inspire-me-today-with-gail-goodwin:feed:"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;motivating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and encouraging, creating a bonding experience that none of us will soon forget. I think of her as the unofficial God Mother of our group, &amp;nbsp;the tie that binds.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;Jaden Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a0; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.steamykitchen.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000f9; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;www.steamykitchen.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;She's building an empire one dish at a time and she has her hand in many.&amp;nbsp;She's a &lt;a href="http://blogs.discovery.com/tlc-steamy-kitchen/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;food writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Steamy-Kitchen-Cookbook-Recipes-Tonights/dp/0804840288"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;cookbook author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://steamykitchen.com/6466-behind-the-scenes.html/comment-page-1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;television personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, food photographer and she's Steamy, Steamy Kitchen! Jaden has intense focus She's able to juggle and balance her career with motherhood seamlessly. And did I mention, she has great ideas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;Alice Joyce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a0; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bayareatendrils.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;www.bayareatendrils.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;Alice is charm and class, and is as lovely as the gardens she &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/West-Coast-Gardenwalks-Alice-Joyce/dp/0935576541"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;writes about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;She blogs about historic landscapes, Modernist gardens and undiscovered green spaces in the U.S., Canada, and abroad. She has a gentleness and a calm that easily coexist with the &lt;a href="http://labs.daylife.com/journalist/alice_joyce"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;gardens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she exposes. She is a lilly in the valley of garden bloggers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf0000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;Joan Krimstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;New to blogging, Joan speaks to the empty nester crowd with grown children and grand children. She's been around the world and then some. Affectionately known to our group as "Joanie from Chicago" she embodies the spirit that it's never to late to start something new and no matter how bad your hip hurts get up and dance. And, Joan is quite a dancer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf0000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;Stacey McKinley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;In a league of her own, Stacey advises businesses with federal land use permits, emphasizing environmental and agricultural sustainability areas. &amp;nbsp;She divides her time between California and Washington, D.C. doing good things and making positive changes. Stacey is no wallflower. She participated in just about every class and activity at the Ranch. Her schedule exhausted me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;Andrea Metcal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #940000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a0; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.andreametcalf.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;www.andreametcalf.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;With more than 25 years under her belt as a personal trainer Andrea has an amazing fitness legacy&amp;nbsp;helping hundreds of people get in shape. You can see her&amp;nbsp;on the &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21134540/vp/26990460#26990460"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;TODAY SHOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, GMA Health monthly, NBC Chicago weekly, &lt;a href="http://www.better.tv/about/andrea-metcalf/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;BETTERTV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;weekly, a contributor to &lt;a href="http://www.more.com/user/profile/615"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;More Magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or read her blog posts on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://Oprah.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000f9; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;Oprah.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;All that aside, Andrea is truly such a nice person, a great conversationalist. It's no wonder why she is in such high demand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;Babette Pepaj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bakespace.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;www.bakespace.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;Babette is a light, a shining star! Her smile lights up a room. &amp;nbsp;She has a terrific sense of humor and an amazing sense of self. Her wheels are always turning&amp;nbsp;and her mind is on overdrive.&amp;nbsp;No shortage of ideas, Babette is the brains and the braun behind the incredibly successful &lt;a href="http://www.bakespace.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;BakeSpace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Community. A truly extraordinary woman.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;Jennifer Quinonez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a0; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.californialifehd.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;www.californialifehd.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Jennifer is an award winning, Emmy nominated journalist with more than 10 years experience who is currently a writer and producer for "California Life." Jennifer is so understated, that unless you read her bio you would never even realize her laundry list of television credits, accomplishments and accolades.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000;"&gt;Beth Rosen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a0;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.themidlifewife.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;www.themidlifewife.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt; If she didn't tell you, you'd have no idea that Beth Rosen has been creating media for over 20 years and is the mother of four children that include a set of twins. She looks like a kid herself. Don't let her youthful looks fool you. Beth Rosen is a dynamo.&amp;nbsp;Ever evolving, Beth produces commercials, &lt;a href="http://Bestofblogstalkradio.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000f9; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;podcasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://Mothersofinventiontv.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000f9; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;videos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://NBCchicago.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000f9; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;Chicago &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;market and runs BKR Media.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;Melissa Jun Rowley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://melissajunrowley.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;http://melissajunrowley.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;Melissa is far from ordinary as is evident by her start in life, when she was found on the police station steps in Soul, Korea. She has had an illustrious career to date from covering the likes of the Oscars and Golden Globes to interviewing President Barack Obama. Today, Melissa's passion and focus are on &lt;a href="http://mashable.com/author/melissa-jun-rowley/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;social change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.causecast.org/news_items/8323-causecasts-melissa-jun-rowley-at-the-ascap-awards"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;cause reporting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. A force to be reckoned with Melissa has enough talent and drive to make a huge difference!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c50000; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;Jackie Silver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a0; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.agingbackwards.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000f9; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;www.agingbackwards.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;Defying her genetics Jackie is &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/agingbackwards"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;Aging Backwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. She talks about it on &lt;a href="http://daytimeonline.tv/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000f9; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.blogtalkradio.com/theagelesssisters"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, in her &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Aging-Backwards-Secrets-Staying-Young/dp/0981900909"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #521291; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of the same name and in the columns she pens. &amp;nbsp;But, what I love most about Jackie is that she's young at heart. If you are lucky to meet her IRL you'll be her BFF for life, because Jackie knows no strangers. She's sweet, generous and has a heart of gold. She was also a great roommate at Rancho La Puerta, opting for ear plugs to drown out my snoring versus throwing me outside with the wildlife!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Times New Roman; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Times New Roman; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Times New Roman; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-861783601668953943?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/861783601668953943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=861783601668953943' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/861783601668953943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/861783601668953943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/02/bloggers-put-social-in-social-media.html' title='Bloggers put the &quot;Social&quot; in Social Media'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S3NaoMaZJbI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Vx0tJpxkER0/s72-c/DSC02938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-1826125107734538079</id><published>2010-01-27T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T08:20:07.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S2A9VcCI9_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/RSSg0UWr660/s1600-h/sunrise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S2A9VcCI9_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/RSSg0UWr660/s320/sunrise.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #66728f; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Salutation to the Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look to this day!&lt;br /&gt;For it is life, the very life of life.&lt;br /&gt;In its brief course&lt;br /&gt;Lie all the verities and realities of your existence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bliss of growth,&lt;br /&gt;The glory of action,&lt;br /&gt;The splendour of beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For yesterday is but a dream&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow is only a vision&lt;br /&gt;But today well-lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness&lt;br /&gt;And every tomorrow a vision of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look well, therefore, to this day!&lt;br /&gt;Such is the Salutation to the Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Kalidasa, Indian Poet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-1826125107734538079?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/1826125107734538079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=1826125107734538079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/1826125107734538079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/1826125107734538079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S2A9VcCI9_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/RSSg0UWr660/s72-c/sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-6221191611910070381</id><published>2010-01-18T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:24:14.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Renee Salivaras Epitome of Grace &amp; Courage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S1TG2g-XptI/AAAAAAAAAGk/H248k-MDZZM/s1600-h/IMGA0006.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428182090755057362" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S1TG2g-XptI/AAAAAAAAAGk/H248k-MDZZM/s320/IMGA0006.JPG" style="float: right; height: 180px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Renee Salivaras has been sidetracked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Inconvenienced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Not the type of interruption where the phone ringing in the middle of a great movie or your child tugging on you while your talking to your best friend. Renee has been sidetracked by cancer. It hasn't stopped her, it's barely slowed her down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 15.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Nearly three years ago, Renee was diagnosed with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wtsp.com/news/local/story.aspx?storyid=93152"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;breast cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. She's had surgeries and chemo and a variety of other treatments. She's lost her hair not once but twice.   She still looks after her family, is active in the community and goes to work everyday in Mykonos, the restaurant she owns with her husband Andreas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 15.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;She never complains and always has a huge smile as she greets her guests in the restaurant. Nothing has changed only now she does it sans hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 15.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Renee says she's not sick, she's just been sidetracked. I say she's remarkable.  Her daughter Sofia Zaronias is determined to see that a cure is found. She'll walk in the Susan Komen 3 day in honor of her mother's courage to fight and the grace and dignity with which she has done it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sofia has trained for the past year, with her team of 3 they call... The Miracle Milers. They will be cheered on by Renee herself, who will be there at the start of the race to see them off and meet them again at the finish. Sofia Zaronias says her mom is more than a mom, she's her best friend. Renee Salivaras says Sofia is more than a daughter, she is her strength and her courage. I say they are an inspiration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wrote that in October 2008. This morning, my incredibly brave friend Renee, "our angel" as Sofia calls her, left us.&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Memories of our friendship flow today in a river of tears. I won't get to sit with her over coffee anymore but with every cup I ever drink, she will be here in my heart. While cancer took her life it never got the best of her. Chemo took her hair, but never her spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Renee was beautiful, in every sense of beautiful.  Her eyes were an intense, insightful blue. They were indeed mirrors to her soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It gives me enormous comfort to know what a faithful, spiritual person Renee was. We never passed a church without her respectfully doing the sign of the cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Her family was everything to her and she was devoted to them. We never had a conversation that didn't include her sharing their latest accomplishments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'll never forget our first meeting. I felt like I had always known her. Renee had that way about her. She made everyone feel as though they were part of her inner circle. I remember years later sitting around the table at dinner and everyone speaking Greek and I was of course clueless. They always forgot I wasn't Greek, to the Salivaras', to Renee, I was family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Everyone who walked into her life whether through the restaurant door as a customer or a friend of twenty years was greeted with an enormous smile, a hug, a warm welcome. Renee was probably the most generous person I knew. She always gave to her church, to worthy causes, to her community, to friends and family. She had a heart of gold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Renee didn't judge. She always forgave. I loved the way she always wanted my opinion. I can hear her now "So what do YOU think Sand". She really wanted to know. What I thought mattered to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;There were no pretenses with Renee. She was as honest and genuine as they get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We used to take "day trips" spending the day doing everything and nothing. We would talk for hours about anything. Nothing was off limits. We never had a cross word, well except when we would stop for lunch and fight over the bill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I remember going the the Komen 3 Day with Renee to cheer on Sofia. She thanked every walker she saw. Cheered everyone on. She was filled with gratitude. She was amazing, a pillar of strength. I remember Sofia crossing the finish line and her and Renee embracing. I sobbed. It was a bond like no other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sofia is pregnant now and Renee will never get to meet her grandchild, but  I know Renee will be there every moment of everyday of that babies life. Every time I hold Sofias baby I will think of Renee and the joy and love she brought to so many. And when the baby grows older, I will share my memories with him or her of my dear friend, their yaya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #310000; font-family: 'Century Gothic'; font-style: italic;"&gt;Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-6221191611910070381?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/6221191611910070381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=6221191611910070381' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/6221191611910070381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/6221191611910070381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/01/renee-salivaras-epitome-of-grace.html' title='Renee Salivaras Epitome of Grace &amp; Courage'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S1TG2g-XptI/AAAAAAAAAGk/H248k-MDZZM/s72-c/IMGA0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-2310984306297055848</id><published>2010-01-13T13:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T13:47:18.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Changing Landscape</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S04VDBHhhMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/asm2BcjBabA/s1600-h/palm+wagon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S04VDBHhhMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/asm2BcjBabA/s320/palm+wagon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426297742611809474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:27px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You heard it here first!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After a six-year relationship I am calling it quits with my landscaper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He did a great job for the first five years but he has gradually become too comfortable and complacent. Our yard, once the envy of the neighborhood is now barely holding its own at “status quo”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This might be acceptable if we were paying for status quo, but we’re paying “green with envy” monthly maintenance fees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The coconut that broke the Royal Palm Frond, came by way of a $300.00 unapproved up charge for additional palm tree trimming he said was not covered in the monthly fee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This may have been all well and good had he not been so presumptuous in assuming we were willing and able to pay the additional charges. He never gave us the courtesy of telling us in advance. It’s not so much about the $300.00 as it about the fact that he took away our freedom of choice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The landscape is changed in many ways, mostly as a metaphor for my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Six years ago, I would have never had the courage to confront my landscaper. He had all the power, I would have paid the up charge, I would have settled for status quo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But, the landscape HAS changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mid Life happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So, I tell the landscaper, the economy has changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;{As if he hadn’t noticed.} The “landscape” of the way we do business has changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It is unacceptable to us that he would just charge us for something we didn’t request. To which he said he would split the difference with us, letting us know that he felt that was a very generous offer on his part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I don’t know what struck me more, the fact that he charged us or that he had the audacity to let us know he was doing us a favor by splitting the cost. To that I confidently said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“at the end of the month your services will no longer be required.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It was liberating! No longer bound by the insecurities of my youth there is something so incredibly profound about realizing the landscape has changed in more than one way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mid Life is here dammit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;and lots of good will come of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It’s the time to see your childhood dreams come to fruition, throw caution to the wind and challenge yourself. Getting out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;of your “comfort zone” had become your comfort zone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The status quo just doesn’t cut it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Time used to be measured by how expensive my watch was. Today, time is more about “how I spend it” and “who I spend it with” …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mid Life is about luxury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The “luxury” of knowing who you are, where you’ve been and where you’re headed. It’s not the beginning of the end, but the beginning of the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;New Beginnings … Second Chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In the amount of time it took me to write this post, my landscaper had a change of heart. Not only did he wave the additional charges, he lowered our maintenance fee by $25.00 a month with a promise to bring back his A game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mid Life is about taking a stand, backing it up with fact and purpose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It’s about giving and getting second chances. It’s about moving forward, going places and enjoying the ride, no matter what the vehicle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S0ZSJm9QpLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Yomw33KPWAA/s320/twitter_bird_follow_me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424113126244132018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Scott Stratton a.k.a. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/unmarketing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;@unmarketing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;wrote a blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.un-marketing.com/blog/2010/01/05/saran-wrap-series-my-transparency-on-twitter/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;"Saran Wrap Series ~ My Transparency On Twitter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;  It's about automating your Twitter account.  It really caught my interest because for some time I had been vacillating about whether or not I should start automating my Twitter account to "beef up my numbers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(153, 153, 153); line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;h2  style="text-align: justify;padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family:arial, verdana, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: normal; text-transform: none; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;For some reason credibility comes along with tens of thousands of followers. As much as I would love to see my "reach" grow swiftly and in record numbers, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. The beauty of Twitter is the sincerity of its users and the ability to really connect with people I otherwise would never have met. Managing my Twitter account is no different than the way I conduct business or the way I make friends IRL. It's all personal. It all has purpose and meaning. In doing so, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://midliferoadtripshow.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Twitter has changed my life in so many ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;. Opportunity has come tweeting more than once. Had there only been spammers &amp;amp; porn stars in my tweet stream I might have missed some of the remarkable people that have come into my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2  style="text-align: justify;padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family:arial, verdana, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2  style="text-align: justify;padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px;  text-transform: uppercase; font-family:arial, verdana, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: normal; text-transform: none; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tweetmetv.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Twitter has taken me around the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;, virtually and IRL. Somehow that far outweighs "beefing up my numbers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-3055588876285232461?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/3055588876285232461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=3055588876285232461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/3055588876285232461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/3055588876285232461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2010/01/is-there-truth-in-numbers.html' title='Is there &quot;Truth&quot; in Numbers'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/S0ZSJm9QpLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Yomw33KPWAA/s72-c/twitter_bird_follow_me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-8796599993369330535</id><published>2009-10-09T10:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:53:07.157-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harvey McKinnon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='izeafest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tweetmetv.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandra mckenna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Azim Jamal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power of giving'/><title type='text'>The Power of Giving</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1613ad7ddcf6490a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1613ad7ddcf6490a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330361351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F25FBFAF62469CCCD1CDC8C1792D87F3415757B.1497E5F67E653666D2AAF164D9DF9D3EF06BAE16%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1613ad7ddcf6490a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRdppPCNTVNhheG62MBDNRyJMKow&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1613ad7ddcf6490a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330361351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F25FBFAF62469CCCD1CDC8C1792D87F3415757B.1497E5F67E653666D2AAF164D9DF9D3EF06BAE16%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1613ad7ddcf6490a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRdppPCNTVNhheG62MBDNRyJMKow&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;"The Power of Giving, by Azim Jamal and Harvey McKinnon, is an international bestselling book about how giving can dramatically improve your life. It's packed with inspiring stories and wonderful advice to give your life more meaning."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thepowerofgiving.org/" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this), &amp;quot;72e3db183c15242678b47de667f3e086&amp;quot;, event)" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.thepowerofgiving.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thepowerofgiving.org/blog" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this), &amp;quot;72e3db183c15242678b47de667f3e086&amp;quot;, event)" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.thepowerofgiving.org/blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/givingbook" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this), &amp;quot;72e3db183c15242678b47de667f3e086&amp;quot;, event)" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://twitter.com/givingbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-8796599993369330535?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/8796599993369330535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=8796599993369330535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/8796599993369330535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/8796599993369330535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2009/10/power-of-giving.html' title='The Power of Giving'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-7696607218962607046</id><published>2009-10-07T11:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T15:16:58.275-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='izeafest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='size matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chis brogan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='followers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numbers'/><title type='text'>When Size Matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SszfCsLdKMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qLdfJK8lzYM/s1600-h/chris+brogan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SszfCsLdKMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qLdfJK8lzYM/s320/chris+brogan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389928091367581890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are many moments when size matters. Like when you go to put on a favorite outfit and it no longer fits. The frustration, the disappointment, the self loathing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Or you stumble upon a fabulous sale, one of a kind, the very last one~~&gt; oops wrong size. Better luck next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Size matters when you are the smallest kid in the class and bullied by the 'big' kids.  Size matters in travel, a lot. Just try exceeding the weight limit on luggage and what that will cost you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Size matters when you order a pizza. Better have enough to go around or it could get ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Size counts in relation to your bank account. Bigger is certainly better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Super Sizing" became an instant hit until we realized that there was a down side to having fries with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All this thinking about size and numbers came as a result of meeting &lt;a href="http://www.chrisbrogan.com/"&gt;Chris Brogan&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://izeafest.com/"&gt;IzeaFest&lt;/a&gt;. Chris Brogan is President of New Marketing Labs. He's a speaker, a blogger and the co-author of Trust Agents, with Julien Smith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chris Brogan was not what I expected. I expected aloof, hurried and someone more preoccupied with his iphone than the people in the room. I couldn't have been more wrong. Chris was truly engaging, very kind. And funny. I had no idea what a quick wit and great sense of humor he had. He was also very insightful.  "Be self aware, not self involved"  he said. Having over 100,000 Twitter followers could certainly have gone to his head, but it didn't. I watched closely as he spoke with everyone who approached him. He was in the moment, gave each conversation 100% of his focus. Lesson learned "Don't Judge a Tweeter by his Numbers" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Having "followers" can give you a false sense of self importance at times. Yes, I'm speaking from my own misguided sense of self importance and the value I was beholding to the "number" of Twitter Followers I had. Barely 6,000 pairs of ears in my Twitter stream, but the largest audience I had ever had! But was it enough? What could I do, should I do to grow these "followers" in number. Would the nonsense I spew be of more value if 10,000 or even 100,000 'followers" read it? Then, thinking back to &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/chrisbrogan"&gt;Chris Brogan&lt;/a&gt;, it clicked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's not the Number of Followers that you have but, the SIZE of your connection. It's about building meaningful relationships. Do I need 10,000 @McMedia devotees to connect? Surely not. I should however, nurture the followers I have. I want a BIG connection. I want to meet the people I tweet with. I want to KNOW them. I care. I want them to know I care. I genuinely like people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was standing in the crowd at Izeafest and looked up to hear "Are you @McMedia?"  "Hi, I'm &lt;a href="http://www.zemoga.com/default.htm"&gt;DJ Edgerton&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/wiltonbound"&gt;@wiltonbound&lt;/a&gt;" .... DJ went on to say I was one of he first people to connect with him when he started on Twitter and how much he appreciated it. I was humbled and almost felt shame. Had I even earned his gratitude? It made me realize that how you interact through social media, does matter. It was a BIG reminder that we are talking to real people, commenting on real topics, dealing in real life situations. Be nice, be kind, be thoughtful. Be a friend, gain a follower, build a relationship. Our tweets are the foundation of our relationships in SM or IRL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-7696607218962607046?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/7696607218962607046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=7696607218962607046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/7696607218962607046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/7696607218962607046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-size-matters.html' title='When Size Matters'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SszfCsLdKMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qLdfJK8lzYM/s72-c/chris+brogan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-4265211638254721665</id><published>2009-09-25T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:39:19.193-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rick griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ocdchick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winnebago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seniors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthcare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mid life road trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Forgive me followers, it has been many months since my last blog post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/Srz_Yhp_yBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pDq84SGpQNo/s1600-h/funny_road_signs_050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/Srz_Yhp_yBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pDq84SGpQNo/s320/funny_road_signs_050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385460051244730386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me followers, it has been many months since my last blog post. Funny, how in times of overwhelming stress and worry, I am always thrown back to my Irish Catholic up bringing and thoughts of the priest in little dark box. Memories of the little girl trying to decide what sins she committed, the thought, the fear &amp; dread of the act of confession far worse than anything I had ever done wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one to dwell on the maudlin, more of a realist and straight shooter. But even for me, my father's failing health, lengthy hospitalization and subsequent  life in a nursing home have put me in a tail spin, fighting to find a way to make the best of a bad situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent countless hours, days &amp; nights at the nursing home we jokingly refer to as the "Comedy Club".  Somehow calling it that has made it bearable. After all, laughter is the best medicine and has been a part of my family as far back as I can remember.  We've found humor in the crazy, funny in the unthinkable just to get through it. It gave our family hope, a familiar feeling in a very unfamiliar place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hope has moved over and made way for acceptance. My father isn't getting better and slowly his diseased body is wearing him down. He's coming home next week so we can celebrate the moments. Now, life is all about moments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have no idea how much time he has left here on earth but we will fill each of his days with laughter, make every one his moments memorable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in his honor, and at his request, I begin my journey to finish the bucket list he couldn't. So join me as I hop in the RV and hit the open road  with &lt;a href="http://levoyage.com"&gt;@rickgriffin&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://ocd-chick.blogspot.com/"&gt;@ocdchick&lt;/a&gt; on the "The Mid Life Road Trip".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-4265211638254721665?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/4265211638254721665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=4265211638254721665' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/4265211638254721665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/4265211638254721665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2009/09/forgive-me-followers-it-has-been-many.html' title='Forgive me followers, it has been many months since my last blog post.'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/Srz_Yhp_yBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pDq84SGpQNo/s72-c/funny_road_signs_050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-6217058318244074836</id><published>2009-04-05T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:56:57.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating &amp; Tweeting A Match Made in Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SdkCvMm8IvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TwZf_Wx75Oc/s1600-h/barry_deb_frame.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SdkCvMm8IvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TwZf_Wx75Oc/s320/barry_deb_frame.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321287444576609010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From the moment he opened the door, @barryfrangipane's smile lit up the room brighter than the crystal chandelier he imported from Venice, Italy. I immediately knew we were in for a special evening. Anyone who knows me well, knows how much I enjoy Twitter. It has introduced me to so many fascinating people I would have otherwise never met. That's also what inspired Barry and his wife of 12 years @dolcedebbie to create a Twitter dining experience like no other. I, like everyone else at the Frangipanes's that evening met on Twitter. It was any ones guess how a group of virtual friends connected only by 140 characters, would 'hit it off' IRL (in real life). What happened next would defy odds and reason. Not only was the food, wine and beer incredible, but the interaction of this group, once connected only by keystrokes, resembled that of a group of old friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each new course grew tighter bonds (and waistbands)and stronger threads of friendship. It was a remarkable experience, one I went into with skepticism and trepidations but emerged from with new friends, increased knowledge and a palate that was tantalized and taken to new heights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Menu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetizers-Fried Rice Ball w Shrimp, Bruschetta, Fried Zucchini Straws&lt;br /&gt;Beer Pairing Lagunitas Czech Style Pilsner&lt;br /&gt;Wine Pairing Bisson Prosseco 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Plate - Parmesean Risotto&lt;br /&gt;Wine Pairing Bonci Verdicchio Carpaneto 2007&lt;br /&gt;Beer Pairing Bell’s Two-Hearted Ale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Plate - Pistachio encrusted Sea Bass&lt;br /&gt;Wine Pairing Deforville Chardonnay 2007&lt;br /&gt;Beer Pairing Jolly Pumpkin Brewery Calabaza Blanca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main dish - Grilled rack of lamb encrusted in parmesean cheese, bread crumbs and rosemary.&lt;br /&gt;Wine Pairing Pievano Sagratino Montefalco 2003&lt;br /&gt;Beer Pairing Dogfish Head Raison E’Etre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert - Lemon Cake with strawberries marinated in Limoncello.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-6217058318244074836?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/6217058318244074836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=6217058318244074836' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/6217058318244074836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/6217058318244074836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2009/04/eating-tweeting-match-made-in-heaven.html' title='Eating &amp; Tweeting A Match Made in Heaven'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SdkCvMm8IvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TwZf_Wx75Oc/s72-c/barry_deb_frame.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-1663479557278891527</id><published>2009-04-04T08:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:02:31.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bananas Exposed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SddOKuOJ4_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/DTXZxtZ_TaQ/s1600-h/bananas_small.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SddOKuOJ4_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/DTXZxtZ_TaQ/s400/bananas_small.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320807430874588146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bananas, are the worlds most popular fruit, with a long history dating back to Malaysia in the 6th century BCE. But, like many of us the Banana is misunderstood. It's a plant not a tree and is actually the world's largest herb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bananas are said to have all the nutrients a human needs plus they contain all the 8 amino-acids our body cannot produce itself. The banana "completes" me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not until you peel back the layers though that you discover how much goodness the banana has to offer. Like people. Until you peel back all the complexities that make a person who they are, you never get to the true essence of who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the time to get to know someone. Look beyond the skin. It is inside that you will discover the goodness and reap all the benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Art work by Deb Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.debo.com/blog&lt;br /&gt;twitter: @ArteDeb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-1663479557278891527?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/1663479557278891527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=1663479557278891527' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/1663479557278891527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/1663479557278891527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2009/04/bananas-exposed.html' title='Bananas Exposed'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SddOKuOJ4_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/DTXZxtZ_TaQ/s72-c/bananas_small.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-3515277246003208555</id><published>2009-03-18T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:10:17.605-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Gregory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LeeAnn Rimes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John McCain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Stephanopoulos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>Hell's Gone to Twitter in a Handbasket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SdphnmxmjUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/M5bHLqwi_Ns/s1600-h/hell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SdphnmxmjUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/M5bHLqwi_Ns/s200/hell.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321673242743049538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.leannrimesworld.com/"&gt;LeeAnn Rimes&lt;/a&gt; husband @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Deansheremet"&gt;Deansheremet&lt;/a&gt; professed his love for his wife on Twitter amidst the rumors of her alleged affair with co-star Eddie Cibrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://budurl.com/l33d"&gt;NBC's&lt;/a&gt; @jamiegangel has mounted a Twitter campaign to get the attention of her colleague @davidgregory ~ she merely asks that he "follow-her". David Gregory is  following a scant 89 compared to the 203,251 following him. If he's not following her I won't be holding MY breath for his follow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/tonydanza"&gt;Tony Danza&lt;/a&gt; performing an act civil disobedience at the new J. Crew in Malibu all the while filming it and later posting it on Twitter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, &lt;a href="http://blogs.abcnews.com/george/2009/03/my-twitterview.html"&gt;George Stephanopoulos&lt;/a&gt; interviewed John McCain online in a "Twitterview." &lt;br /&gt;Here's an excerpt ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@SenJohnMcCain hi george im a little slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@SenJohnMcCainHappy St. Patricks day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@GStephanopoulos &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/SenJohnMcCain"&gt;@SenJohnMcCain&lt;/a&gt; Happy St Patrick's Day! First things first: How do u tweet -- dictate or type? Blackberry or pc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@SenJohnMcCain @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/GStephanopoulos"&gt;GStephanopoulos&lt;/a&gt; Happy St.Patrick's day- slow,sometimes pc somtimes bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And then of course this shocker ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/johncmayer"&gt;@johncmayer&lt;/a&gt; 's BREAKING CELEBRITY NEWS: I was sitting with my legs crossed for too long and my penis fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His 256,283 followers will sleep better having been the first to know this. {blushing} of which I am one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-3515277246003208555?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/3515277246003208555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=3515277246003208555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/3515277246003208555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/3515277246003208555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2009/03/hells-gone-to-twitter-in-handbasket.html' title='Hell&apos;s Gone to Twitter in a Handbasket'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SdphnmxmjUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/M5bHLqwi_Ns/s72-c/hell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-9156922804385465684</id><published>2009-03-02T07:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:06:55.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>35th Annual US Business Hall of Fame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SavOobXweqI/AAAAAAAAADs/9e3Ve2zAQJA/s1600-h/BizHallofFamebanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 374px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SavOobXweqI/AAAAAAAAADs/9e3Ve2zAQJA/s400/BizHallofFamebanner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308563779723754146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 35th Annual US Business Hall of Fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business Leaders from around the United States gather for a day-long series of events to honor the 2009 Inductees who have demonstrated vision &amp; leadership while driving results for top U.S. brands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where:                 Tampa Marriott Waterside Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When:                  Thursday, March 5, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agenda of Events:      9:15 a.m&lt;br /&gt;                       JA BizTown Tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Noon&lt;br /&gt;                       Leadership Luncheon&lt;br /&gt;                       Grand Ballroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luncheon Keynote:     Ralph de la Vega  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With concerns about dropout rates and the economy, it’s important not to lose sight on the future and focus on helping young people prepare for their careers. That is the goal of Junior Achievement. And no one better to do that than Ralph de la Vega given his background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ralph’s remarkable journey to the head of one of the largest wireless companies in the world begins when he immigrated to the United States…alone…at the age of 10 from Cuba. All that he had in his possession was what he could fit in two suitcases. His parents would not follow for four more years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this humble beginning, Ralph has risen to the very highest ranks in American business and been at the forefront of the transformation of the country’s telecommunications industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, he is the CEO of AT&amp;T Mobility and Consumer Markets. Previously, he served as President and CEO-AT&amp;T Mobility where he was responsible for all of AT&amp;T’s wireless business.&lt;br /&gt;                       2:00 p.m.                              &lt;br /&gt;                       The Competitive Challenge Forum&lt;br /&gt;                       Keeping America Strong in a Turbulent Global Economy&lt;br /&gt;                       Salon VI, Level 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who:                   Forum moderator Margaret Brennan, CNBC Reporter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panelists:&lt;br /&gt;Senator Dan Coats&lt;br /&gt;Alex Sink-CFO, State of Florida Florida Chief Financial Officer&lt;br /&gt;JA USA Board – Jim Rutrough – CAO- State Farm Insurance&lt;br /&gt;Edward E. Whitacre – Chairman Emeritus, AT&amp;T, Inc. &lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;br /&gt;Forum Topics:          Financial Literacy&lt;br /&gt;                       Personal and Business Ethics&lt;br /&gt;                       Work Readiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       6:00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;                       Lureate Reception&lt;br /&gt;                       Grand Ballroom Foyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These laureates epitomize the American entrepreneurial spirit while providing positive role models for the young people who would walk in their footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      7 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;                      Induction &amp; Awards Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;                      Grand Ballroom, 2nd Level&lt;br /&gt;2009 Laureates:                &lt;br /&gt;Steve Case, co-founder, America Online, Inc.&lt;br /&gt;Tim Gannon, Bob Basham and Chris Sullivan; co-founders, Outback Steakhouse&lt;br /&gt;George W. Jenkins (1907-1996), founder, Publix Super Markets, Inc.&lt;br /&gt;Muriel F. Siebert, founder and chairwoman, Muriel Siebert &amp; Co., Inc.&lt;br /&gt;Edward E. Whitacre Jr., chairman emeritus, AT&amp;T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The U.S. Business Hall of Fame was founded by Junior Achievement in 1975, and has inducted 240 laureates to date. For more information about the event, visit www.ja.org/hof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About JA Worldwide® (Junior Achievement)&lt;br /&gt;Junior Achievement is the world's largest organization dedicated to inspiring and preparing young people to succeed in a global economy. Through a dedicated volunteer network, Junior Achievement provides in-school and after-school programs for students which focus on three key content areas: work readiness, entrepreneurship, and financial literacy. Today, 137 individual area operations reach more than four million students in the United States, with an additional five million students served by operations in 123 other countries worldwide. For more information, visit www.ja.org.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-9156922804385465684?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/9156922804385465684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=9156922804385465684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/9156922804385465684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/9156922804385465684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2009/03/35th-annual-us-business-hall-of-fame.html' title='35th Annual US Business Hall of Fame'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SavOobXweqI/AAAAAAAAADs/9e3Ve2zAQJA/s72-c/BizHallofFamebanner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-788039103700701014</id><published>2009-02-24T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:01:50.048-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deb brown. arte deb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collaboration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sergey brin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandra mckenna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mastermind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public relations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='larry page'/><title type='text'>Collaboration ~ The Sincerest Form of Flattery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SaSJT4IOo9I/AAAAAAAAADk/bNjsOk1YDjc/s1600-h/collaboration-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SaSJT4IOo9I/AAAAAAAAADk/bNjsOk1YDjc/s400/collaboration-1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306517235526706130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collaboration, is the sincerest form of flattery. What could be more flattering than to have someone think enough of you and your ideas to wish to share theirs and build upon yours. I love collaborating, merging passions and creating something from interwoven visions, similar but different. Partnering with someone on a project can lead to great things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take Larry Page and Sergey Brin. They met by chance at Stanford in 1995 when Larry, 22 was considering the school and Sergey, 21, was assigned to show him around. Just about a year later Larry and Sergey began collaborating. Two incredible minds, one brilliant idea ~ google. We'll never know if google would have evolved the way it has if Larry &amp; Sergey hadn't collaborated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brainstorming, masterminding or whatever ever you choose to call it, gives birth to ideas that are nurtured and grown through friendship &amp; partnerships. The success of these collaborations is the culmination of great ideas from forward thinkers, risk takers and generous souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When you dream alone, with your eyes shut, asleep, that dream is an illusion. But when we dream together, sharing the same dream, awake and with our eyes wide open, then that dream becomes reality!  Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is collaboration between artist &lt;a href="http://www.debo.com/blog/"&gt;Deb Brown&lt;/a&gt; and writer Sandra McKenna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-788039103700701014?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/788039103700701014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=788039103700701014' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/788039103700701014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/788039103700701014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2009/02/collaboration-sincerest-form-of.html' title='Collaboration ~ The Sincerest Form of Flattery'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SaSJT4IOo9I/AAAAAAAAADk/bNjsOk1YDjc/s72-c/collaboration-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-6607173145600364038</id><published>2009-02-13T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T17:22:35.461-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TGI Fridays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandra mckenna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcmedia'/><title type='text'>Paper Napkin PR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SZXyekxLtpI/AAAAAAAAACY/T8-2tbIXo8Y/s1600-h/graphnapkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SZXyekxLtpI/AAAAAAAAACY/T8-2tbIXo8Y/s320/graphnapkins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302410743378589330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think it takes a fancy brief case, a leather bound portfolio and a Mont Blanc pen to come up with great ideas you couldn't be me wrong! Some of the best ideas are conceived as a result of the union of a Bic ballpoint and TGI Friday's paper napkin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serendipity is when you accidentally discover something fortunate, especially while looking for something else entirely. Whether sharing a good laugh with friends over a glass of wine, a business lunch, a Sunday brunch or a round of golf with your fabulous foursome, you just never know when that aha! moment is going to strike.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this day, I have a *napkin* contract between myself and my &lt;a href="http://patriciarossi.com"&gt;business partner&lt;/a&gt; that was written and signed years ago over a one pump non fat no whip extra foam mocha at a Starbucks!  Rather than let your moment pass, jot it down where ever you are, on whatever is there! I promise you'll never look at a serviette the same way again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-6607173145600364038?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/6607173145600364038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=6607173145600364038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/6607173145600364038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/6607173145600364038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2009/02/paper-napkin-pr.html' title='Paper Napkin PR'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SZXyekxLtpI/AAAAAAAAACY/T8-2tbIXo8Y/s72-c/graphnapkins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-7941910639824797642</id><published>2009-02-02T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T12:11:23.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do if Twitter were gone tomorrow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SYcdiaInQ3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/137fJ5VH7rQ/s1600-h/falewhale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SYcdiaInQ3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/137fJ5VH7rQ/s320/falewhale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298235963592885106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My routine has changed slightly since I fell in love with Twitter.  I used to make a cup of coffee, sit back and read the paper. Now, I stop at my computer on the way to the kitchen, take a quick glance at my Twitter numbers, make the coffee and settle on in to the conversation of the morning. Perhaps I share what I'm thinking, comment on someone else's thoughts or report on some over night news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It struck me this morning, that Twitter has become such a part of my routine, what would I do if it were gone from my life as quick as it came? As my breath shortened and my palms sweat, I couldn't even begin to contemplate the idea. OMG, how would I find out what's going on in Shanghai without @sdweathers or would I lose touch with @mchammer ? What would become of @agingbackwards and how would I get a daily dose of @drmolliemarti ? Would I still be able to "crush it" with @garyvee or be part of the @aplusk &amp;amp;  @mrskutcher Twitterazzi?  I wouldn't have @unmarketing to entertain me with his off key creations or get the inside info from @NBCNewsCrew or @CNNRickSanchez . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only a small piece of the the Twitter family that I have come to rely upon for everything from conversation  with my morning coffee to a late night chats about the days events. Would I survive without it? Most certainly. Would I miss it? Without a doubt!  Would they miss me? I hope so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/doctorlinguist" title="Cameron Kaiser"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-7941910639824797642?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/7941910639824797642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=7941910639824797642' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/7941910639824797642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/7941910639824797642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-would-you-do-if-twitter-were-gone.html' title='What would you do if Twitter were gone tomorrow?'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SYcdiaInQ3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/137fJ5VH7rQ/s72-c/falewhale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-2988860433369686335</id><published>2008-12-21T04:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T04:40:12.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter -  Life  in Real Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TWITTER .. It amazes more more each day. I can't help but feel anyone who isn't using Twitter or is poo-pooing it's value is really missing the boat. Take tonight for instance when a &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind"&gt;@2drinksbehind&lt;/a&gt; (Mike Wilson)  a passenger on Continental Airlines flight 1404 from Denver to Houston gave a &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/7l8x7l"&gt;real time account &lt;/a&gt;when the plane  he was on ran off the runway at take-off. Twitter isn't just something you do to pass the time, wake up folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo from TwitPic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SU4Hc5YQmeI/AAAAAAAAACA/HDJ12m_tBq0/s1600-h/planecrash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SU4Hc5YQmeI/AAAAAAAAACA/HDJ12m_tBq0/s200/planecrash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282167605972474338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Twitter transcript:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="doing" id="timeline" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody id="timeline_body"&gt;&lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind latest-status" id="status_1070258961"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Pretty exhausted at this point, so I'm heading off to bed.  Good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070258961" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T07:57:57+00:00"&gt;about 1 hour ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070258961" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070258961&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1070258713"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I'm very grateful to still be here.  Thanks again to all the well wishers.  I'm amazed and humbled by it all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070258713" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T07:57:34+00:00"&gt;about 1 hour ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070258713" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070258713&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status reply u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1070246283"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;@&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/mjcarrasquillo"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229850712_0"&gt;mjcarrasquillo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was on takeoff.  I'm not sure, but I would speculate some type of mechanical failure.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070246283" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T07:41:28+00:00"&gt;about 1 hour ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/mjcarrasquillo/status/1070246155"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229850712_1"&gt;in reply to mjcarrasquillo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070246283" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070246283&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1070241834"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;fortunately, there didn't seem to be any life-threatening injuries&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070241834" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T07:36:06+00:00"&gt;about 1 hour ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070241834" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070241834&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1070241123"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;there was a fire station nearby and that's where we all ended up right after the crash&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070241123" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T07:35:18+00:00"&gt;about 1 hour ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070241123" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070241123&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1070240178"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I made for the exit door as quickly as I could, fearing the right wing might explode from the fire. once out, i scrambled down the wing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070240178" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T07:34:08+00:00"&gt;about 1 hour ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070240178" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070240178&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1070238784"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;whoever was on the left side exit row, god bless him, was johnny on the spot and instantly had the door open - people crowded out in a mass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070238784" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T07:32:29+00:00"&gt;about 1 hour ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070238784" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070238784&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1070238191"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;by the time the plane stopped we were burning pretty well and I think I could feel the heat even through the bulkhead and window&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070238191" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T07:31:44+00:00"&gt;about 1 hour ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070238191" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070238191&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1070237572"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;i believe it was after the jolt that the right engine, which was near my row, caught fire&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070237572" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T07:31:03+00:00"&gt;about 1 hour ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070237572" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070237572&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1070236994"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;i think we might have gone into a ravine and dropped some distance as there was a sudden bottom-dropped-out feeling and then a jolt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070236994" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T07:30:22+00:00"&gt;about 1 hour ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070236994" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070236994&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1070236164"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;shortly after we veered off, the plane quite obviously left the runway at high speed (maybe 100 kts) and proceeded to go 4 wheel driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070236164" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T07:29:34+00:00"&gt;about 1 hour ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070236164" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070236164&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1070235256"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;a 1st class passenger I talked to indicated he saw the left engine come off at the time, but it's unclear if this was a cause or an effect&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070235256" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T07:28:21+00:00"&gt;about 1 hour ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070235256" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070235256&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1070234709"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;to all who've asked, it's hard to know exactly what went wrong -- we were in the middle of a normal takeoff when we suddely veered off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070234709" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T07:27:40+00:00"&gt;about 1 hour ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070234709" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070234709&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1070230653"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Thanks for all the well wishes everyone. Sorry for the radio silence, but my battery died in the middle of all this and I just made it home&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070230653" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T07:22:43+00:00"&gt;about 1 hour ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from &lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://iconfactory.com/software/twitterrific"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229850712_2"&gt;twitterrific&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070230653" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070230653&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1070046301"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;You have your wits scared out of you, drag your butt out of a flaming ball of wreckage and you can't even get a vodka-tonic. Boo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070046301" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T04:22:48+00:00"&gt;about 4 hours ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from &lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://iconfactory.com/software/twitterrific"&gt;twitterrific&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070046301" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070046301&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1070044425"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Continental keeping us locked up at the presidents club until they can sort everything out.  Won't even serve us drinks. :(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1070044425" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T04:21:11+00:00"&gt;about 4 hours ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from &lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://iconfactory.com/software/twitterrific"&gt;twitterrific&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1070044425" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1070044425&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1069917818"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Can't see much, but that's the crash site.  &lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitpic.com/ut2c"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229850712_3"&gt;http://twitpic.com/ut2c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1069917818" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T02:35:52+00:00"&gt;about 6 hours ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from &lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://iconfactory.com/software/twitterrific"&gt;twitterrific&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1069917818" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1069917818&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1069872480"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;This was crash #2 for me.  Maybe I should start taking the bus.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1069872480" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T01:58:32+00:00"&gt;about 7 hours ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from &lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://iconfactory.com/software/twitterrific"&gt;twitterrific&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1069872480" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1069872480&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1069871429"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Ugh ... My glasses fell off in the mass exodus getting off the plane .. Can't see very well&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1069871429" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T01:57:35+00:00"&gt;about 7 hours ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from &lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://iconfactory.com/software/twitterrific"&gt;twitterrific&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="non-fav" id="status_star_1069871429" title="favorite this update"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" class="repl" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=@2drinksbehind%20&amp;amp;in_reply_to_status_id=1069871429&amp;amp;in_reply_to=2drinksbehind" title="reply to 2drinksbehind"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="hentry status u-2drinksbehind" id="status_1069832870"&gt;&lt;td class="status-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Holy fucking shit I wasbjust in a plane crash!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/2drinksbehind/status/1069832870" class="entry-date"&gt;&lt;span class="published" title="2008-12-21T01:25:38+00:00"&gt;about 7 hours ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from &lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://iconfactory.com/software/twitterrific"&gt;twitterrific&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-2988860433369686335?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/2988860433369686335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=2988860433369686335' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/2988860433369686335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/2988860433369686335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2008/12/twitter-in-life-real-time.html' title='Twitter -  Life  in Real Time'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SU4Hc5YQmeI/AAAAAAAAACA/HDJ12m_tBq0/s72-c/planecrash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-2152381931590321448</id><published>2008-12-17T08:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T15:54:20.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like Gumby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SUlmUEHyDjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/duExRXftUTs/s1600-h/gumby12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SUlmUEHyDjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/duExRXftUTs/s320/gumby12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280864532958416434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Remember Gumby, the green clay humanoid figure who was the star of a Saturday morning television series of the same name which ran for almost 35 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What you say, do I have in common with a green clay cartoon figure? For one, we're roughly the same age. He hung out with Pokey a red clay pony and I hang out with Oscar, a 16 year old dachshund in diapers. Before age took over and his mane went white, Oscar had beautiful red hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eddie Murphy played Gumby on Saturday Night Live and those  not familiar with his work were reprimanded with his most memorable phrase, "I'm Gumby, dammit!". Hmm "I'm Sandi, dammit" Has a nice ring .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, Gumby is a common nickname for someone who is very flexible. It's even a saying in the Marine Corps "Semper Gumby" which jokingly translates to "always flexible". While I am not a US marine, I do run my kitchen like a mess hall and I am pretty much known for my flexibility.  Not in the physical sense of the word mind you (I am sure Gumby is a bit stiff to after all these years too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I often catch myself in mid sentence  "No problem, I'm flexible." I guess it's too late to change now. I have built my reputation on going with the flow, being flexible.  Accommodating others. Looking out for the other guy.  It's nothing extraordinary, yet slowly becoming a lost art.  Simply put, it's just plain old good customer service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-2152381931590321448?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/2152381931590321448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=2152381931590321448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/2152381931590321448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/2152381931590321448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-feel-like-gumby.html' title='I feel like Gumby'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/SUlmUEHyDjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/duExRXftUTs/s72-c/gumby12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-8459472208574522439</id><published>2008-12-06T05:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T07:19:42.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Won't you be my neighbor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/STppQYUu93I/AAAAAAAAABs/jEwe83tsJfU/s1600-h/meranova+porch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/STppQYUu93I/AAAAAAAAABs/jEwe83tsJfU/s200/meranova+porch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276645643546195826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blogging .. Vlogging ..Twitter .. Facebook .. UStream .. YouTube .. Social Media&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all been around for awhile now, although it's brand new to me. Two weeks ago I dusted myself off and set out to learn as much as I could about what I have been missing. Overwhelmed at the thought, I had little idea where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackie at &lt;a href="http://agingbackwards.com/"&gt;AgingBackwards&lt;/a&gt; turned me on to Twitter. For the first couple of days I was clueless, the tail was wagging the dog. The more I observed, the more I read, the more I realized how far out of the loop I had been and what I had been missing.  I dipped a toe in and I typed in my first Tweet, or is it a Twit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that moment forward, Twitter has become my University of Social Networking and I am working towards my MBT (mastering the basics of Twitter).  I have been learning from the "best of the best" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reading all that they write, their Twits, their blogs. &lt;/span&gt; I have been inspired and motivated by the likes of  &lt;a href="http://www.chrisbrogan.com/"&gt;Chris Brogan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blog.guykawasaki.com/"&gt;Guy Kawasaki&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://garyvaynerchuk.com/"&gt;Gary Vaynerchuk&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://entrepreneur.virgin.com/"&gt;Sir Richard Branson&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dannybrown.me/"&gt;Danny Brown&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://shankman.com/"&gt;Peter Shankman&lt;/a&gt; and the list goes on .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In went the other toe. I have now advanced to blogging. &lt;a href="http://www.alignedstructures.com/"&gt;Aligned Deb&lt;/a&gt;, who I met through Twitter designed the banner at the top of my blog. And &lt;a href="http://www.newoldmomsclub.com/"&gt;New Old Mom&lt;/a&gt; who I met during a live chat on how to &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/5aqmf9"&gt;make money blogging&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who knew&lt;/span&gt;?) told me  that she will teach me what she knows. That's the beauty of Twitter. Perfect strangers helping each other. As &lt;em&gt;technologically&lt;/em&gt; forward as it is for novices like me, the concept takes me back to my childhood, when neighbors were truly friendly and helping each other was a pleasure not an imposition. It's the covered dish dinner, well without the covered dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the neighborhood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-8459472208574522439?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/8459472208574522439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=8459472208574522439' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/8459472208574522439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/8459472208574522439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2008/12/wont-you-be-my-neighbor.html' title='Won&apos;t you be my neighbor?'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/STppQYUu93I/AAAAAAAAABs/jEwe83tsJfU/s72-c/meranova+porch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3163091203700521904.post-1487206715429680873</id><published>2008-12-04T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T11:20:12.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho, Ho, Hold the Stress              and Pass the Turnips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://mcfink.iblog.com/get/237987/thanksgiving.jpg" mce_src="http://mcfink.iblog.com/get/237987/thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recipe for Ho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;l&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;diay Dinner Disaster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1 handful of dysfunctional relatives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;1 pinch of unresolved  issues&lt;br /&gt;Marinade - Over sized punchbowl of eggnog and Uncle  Dave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;24  pound frozen Turkey and mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;Flames and  sharp objects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meet the family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom ... Mom fancies herself a gourmet as she is a devotee of the Food Network and she's convinced she and Paula Dean&lt;br /&gt;were switched at birth. She's always trying a new "creation" but things don't always go as she plans ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad - He's the rock ... No matter what goes right or goes  wrong, Dad is the fixer of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cousin Chaos a.k.a. Myrna ... Habitually late, Myrna is in her own time zone. Not only is she always late, but the world&lt;br /&gt;revolves around Myrna and her latest crisis. If there is no crisis Myrna creates one  .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big News Sister Sue ... Sue always makes the most untimely announcement at the most inappropriate time .. Like the&lt;br /&gt;Christmas she decided to quit college and blurted it out in the middle of dinner .... Mom clutched her pearls and dropped the turkey, Uncle Dave gulped another eggnog and of course cousin Myrna jumped on the bandwagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Uncle Dave .... The family "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cooter Brown&lt;/span&gt;". He's a little heavy handed with the eggnog, he tends to get louder with every sip and thinks he's the life of the party ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Uncle Dave's wife Emmy ... Otherwise lovingly referred to as "Green with Emmy" .... She envious of everything and everyone. She's the passive aggressive one ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children. "Jacked Up" Jackie and Jill" ..... A slight case  of &lt;i&gt;ADD&lt;/i&gt; combined with a healthy dose of holiday sugar treats has the kids all jacked up on a sugar high and acting crazy. Not listening and acting silly they might just be what puts mom over the edge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sound familiar?? We all have one or know someone who has a least one family member like this! If so my friend, &lt;a href="http://patriciarossi.com/" mce_href="http://patriciarossi.com/"&gt;Patricia Rossi&lt;/a&gt;, etiquette/life style coach can help you navigate the holiday table and all the antics in between. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-1487206715429680873?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/1487206715429680873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=1487206715429680873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/1487206715429680873'/><link 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mce_href="http://McFink.iblog.com/get/237987/twitterxmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mcfink.iblog.com/unlimit/resserver.php?blogId=237987&amp;amp;resource=twitterxmas.jpg&amp;amp;mode=preview" mce_src="http://McFink.iblog.com/unlimit/resserver.php?blogId=237987&amp;amp;resource=twitterxmas.jpg&amp;amp;mode=preview" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt;On the first day of Twit'mas my Tweetheart gave to me&lt;br /&gt;New followers totaling 1,003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day of Twit'mas my Tweetheart gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Two DM love notes and&lt;br /&gt;New followers totaling 1,003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt;On the third day of Twit'mas my Tweetheart gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Three teleseminars&lt;br /&gt;Two DM love notes and&lt;br /&gt;New followers totaling 1,003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt;On the fourth day of Twit'mas my Tweetheart gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Four calling clients&lt;br /&gt;Three teleseminars&lt;br /&gt;Two DM love notes and&lt;br /&gt;New followers totaling 1,003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt;On the fifth day of Twit'mas my Tweetheart gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Five golden ringtones&lt;br /&gt;Four calling clients&lt;br /&gt;Three teleseminars&lt;br /&gt;Two DM love notes and&lt;br /&gt;New followers totaling 1,003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt;On the sixth day of Twit'mas my Tweetheart gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Six videos a playing&lt;br /&gt;Five golden ringtones&lt;br /&gt;Four calling clients&lt;br /&gt;Three teleseminars&lt;br /&gt;Two DM love notes and&lt;br /&gt;New followers totaling 1,003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt;On the seventh day of Twit'mas my Tweetheart gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Seven Twitpic sunsets&lt;br /&gt;Six videos a playing&lt;br /&gt;Five golden ringtones&lt;br /&gt;Four calling clients&lt;br /&gt;Three teleseminars&lt;br /&gt;Two DM love notes and&lt;br /&gt;New followers totaling 1,003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt;On the eighth day of Twit'mas my Tweetheart gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Eight email updates&lt;br /&gt;Seven Twitpic sunsets&lt;br /&gt;Six videos a playing&lt;br /&gt;Five golden ringtones&lt;br /&gt;Four calling clients&lt;br /&gt;Three teleseminars&lt;br /&gt;Two DM love notes and&lt;br /&gt;New followers totaling 1,003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt;On the ninth day of Twit'mas my Tweetheart gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Nine links to learn from&lt;br /&gt;Eight email updates&lt;br /&gt;Seven Twitpic sunsets&lt;br /&gt;Six videos a playing&lt;br /&gt;Five golden ringtones&lt;br /&gt;Four calling clients&lt;br /&gt;Three teleseminars&lt;br /&gt;Two DM love notes and&lt;br /&gt;New followers totaling 1,003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the tenth day of Twit'mas my Tweetheart gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Ten typers typing&lt;br /&gt;Nine links to learn from&lt;br /&gt;Eight email messages&lt;br /&gt;Seven Twitpic sunsets&lt;br /&gt;Six videos a playing&lt;br /&gt;Five golden ringtones&lt;br /&gt;Four calling clients&lt;br /&gt;Three teleseminars&lt;br /&gt;Two DM love notes and&lt;br /&gt;New followers totaling 1,003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eleventh day of Twit'mas my Tweatheart gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Eleven laptops loading&lt;br /&gt;Ten typers typing&lt;br /&gt;Nine links to learn from&lt;br /&gt;Eight email messages&lt;br /&gt;Seven Twitpic Sunsets&lt;br /&gt;Six videos a playing&lt;br /&gt;Five golden ringtones&lt;br /&gt;Four calling clients&lt;br /&gt;Three teleseminars&lt;br /&gt;Two DM love notes and&lt;br /&gt;New followers totaling 1,003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the twelfth day of Twit'mas my Tweatheart gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Twelve Tweetup meetups&lt;br /&gt;Eleven laptops loading&lt;br /&gt;Ten typers typing&lt;br /&gt;Nine links to learn from&lt;br /&gt;Eight email messages&lt;br /&gt;Seven Twitpic sunsets&lt;br /&gt;Six videos a playing&lt;br /&gt;Five golden ringtones&lt;br /&gt;Four calling clients&lt;br /&gt;Three teleseminars&lt;br /&gt;Two DM love notes and&lt;br /&gt;New followers totaling 1,003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms,sand;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AgingBackwards" mce_href="http://twitter.com/AgingBackwards"&gt;twitter.com/AgingBackwards  &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mcfink.iblog.com/get/237987/twitterxmas.jpg" id="res_277117" mce_href="http://McFink.iblog.com/get/237987/twitterxmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=143924263747983522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/143924263747983522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/143924263747983522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2008/12/twelve-days-of-twitmas.html' title='Twelve Days of Twit&apos;mas'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/STfsHOe5DXI/AAAAAAAAABA/7rVEteNvqEY/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/STfsHOe5DXI/AAAAAAAAABA/7rVEteNvqEY/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275945097378729330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At the urging of my friend Lucille, I posted my recently &lt;a href="http://hgtv.com/ratemyspace" mce_href="http://www.tampabay.com/SearchForwardServlet.do?articleId=883521"&gt;renovated kitchen&lt;/a&gt; on HGTV's "&lt;a href="http://hgtv.com/ratemyspace" mce_href="http://ratemyspace.hgtv.com"&gt;Rate My Space&lt;/a&gt;".  I heard someone say "HGTV’s Rate My Space is the &lt;a href="http://www.idolstalker.com/" mce_href="http://www.idolstalker.com/"&gt;American Idol&lt;/a&gt; of home decor." That should have been my first clue as to what I was about to experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like me, I bet you are saying to yourself "What in the world do a singing competition and decorating show have in common. By all accounts, the people who post comments on Rate My Space share the same unbridled passion and enthusiasm as the fans of American Idol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had never seen the &lt;a href="http://ratemyspace.hgtv.com/" mce_href="http://ratemyspace.hgtv.com"&gt;Rate My Space&lt;/a&gt; show or web site prior to uploading my photos.  Either I was completely naive or  just simply so excited to share my &lt;a href="http://www.tampabay.com/features/homeandgarden/article883521.ece" mce_href="http://online.wsj.com/article/SB122299943704501077.html"&gt;dream kitchen&lt;/a&gt; with other people who enjoyed design as much as I do, that I was ill prepared for the onslaught of comments.  Of course the compliments felt great  but I had no idea that the critisims would sting so much. When one &lt;a href="http://ratemyspace.hgtv.com/" mce_href="http://ratemyspace.hgtv.com"&gt;Rate My Space&lt;/a&gt; reader took five paragraphs to tell me that he/she felt the kitchen I painstakingly designed after a two years of flipping through magazines lacks warmth and fails the basics of design 101, ouch! I quickly learned to enjoy the good with the bad and found that even the design world has a Simon Cowell or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can view and Rate "our space" under kitchens and it's titled &lt;b&gt;Pinnacle of Design  at     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ratemyspace.hgtv.com/" mce_href="http://ratemyspace.hgtv.com"&gt;http://ratemyspace.hgtv.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the show&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;esigner Angelo Surmelis Helps Homeowners Make the Grade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with Help From HGTV.com's Virtual Community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KNOXVILLE, Tenn.--(Business Wire)--&lt;br /&gt;This summer, HGTV will premiere its first primetime program based&lt;br /&gt;on the phenomenally successful online feature HGTV's Rate My Space.&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by HGTV.com's most popular online interactive feature and&lt;br /&gt;hosted by designer Angelo Surmelis, the new series will preview on&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, June 8 at 10 p.m. ET/PT immediately following HGTV Design&lt;br /&gt;Star, and will premiere in its weekly time slot on Thursday, June 12&lt;br /&gt;at 9 p.m. ET/PT. In addition, Angelo will dish about the rooms posted&lt;br /&gt;on the "Rate My Space" Web site and offer advice the help homeowners&lt;br /&gt;improve their room design - during his weekly 2-minute online videos&lt;br /&gt;called "Spacecasts" on HGTV.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since its launch in 2007, millions of online users have discovered&lt;br /&gt;that HGTV.com's "Rate My Space" Web page is a unique place to post&lt;br /&gt;photos of their room designs and possibly earn a coveted five-star&lt;br /&gt;room rating from their online peers. Now, viewers can tap into this&lt;br /&gt;HGTV.com phenomenon with Rate My Space and watch as designer&lt;br /&gt;Angelo Surmelis helps lucky homeowners improve their low-rated room&lt;br /&gt;designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help homeowners achieve their desired look and a higher rating for&lt;br /&gt;their space, Angelo invites them to select their three favorite room&lt;br /&gt;photos from the Rate My Space site. Next, he and his design team will&lt;br /&gt;identify the styles, objects and finishes that captured the interest&lt;br /&gt;of the homeowner and use those elements as inspiration for the new&lt;br /&gt;space. Along the way, Angelo will provide viewers with plenty of style&lt;br /&gt;tips and design ideas. In the end, pictures of the new room are&lt;br /&gt;re-posted on the Rate My Space site (&lt;a href="http://ratemyspace.hgtv.com/" mce_href="http://ratemyspace.hgtv.com"&gt;http://ratemyspace.hgtv.com&lt;/a&gt;) and&lt;br /&gt;everyone hopes the room will earn five stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3163091203700521904-196559463809728530?l=sandimckenna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/feeds/196559463809728530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3163091203700521904&amp;postID=196559463809728530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/196559463809728530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3163091203700521904/posts/default/196559463809728530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandimckenna.blogspot.com/2008/12/rate-my-space-but-be-gentle.html' title='Rate My Space but Be Gentle ...'/><author><name>McMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02924966246720777674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/TBTTxmQt6eI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SzLloZ-KvhI/S220/SJM.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XFrg0o5AVVg/STfsHOe5DXI/AAAAAAAAABA/7rVEteNvqEY/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
