<?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-3591413</id><updated>2012-01-17T12:13:56.271-08:00</updated><category term='personal growth'/><category term='evacuation day 6 witch creek fire'/><category term='evacuation witch creek fire 2007'/><category term='Cheater Cat'/><category term='3/4 cup rant'/><category term='Civilian Reserve Corps (Volunteer)'/><title type='text'>Musings of Lionflower</title><subtitle type='html'>Enter at your own risk.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-4535916499717188338</id><published>2012-01-17T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T12:13:56.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The next few posts will be a series of office survival tips. These are things to which I personally adhere. I attribute a great deal of my success to them. 

Rule#1: always make time to pee before a meeting. You will never know how long it will run.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/4535916499717188338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/4535916499717188338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2012/01/next-few-posts-will-be-series-of-office.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-4868807566370335521</id><published>2011-05-18T13:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T13:48:37.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: team assignment #2 - dividing the work</title><summary type='text'>Hello,This works for me. However, I will not be in class tonight, I havealready emailed BL. We have a special board meeting tonight regarding budgets, and sinceI am the budget coordinator for the Section 8 program I am required topresent and attend.  Next Wednesday I have my regular board meetingfor the month.  I will try to get out early next week for thepresentation.Please let me know what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/4868807566370335521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/4868807566370335521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2011/05/re-team-assignment-2-dividing-work.html' title='Re: team assignment #2 - dividing the work'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-4702772629150595482</id><published>2011-05-16T20:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:39:50.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>team assignment #2 - dividing the work</title><summary type='text'> Sections of Report:&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;   I.     Introduction - Sandy II.  The Risk Matrix - Michael III. Test Factor Analysis - Mark IV.       Report on the Requirements Walkthrough Experience - Oretis V.        Requirements Tracing Matrix with Planned Testing Methods - Sandy VI.       Summary of Recommendations - Sandy VII.     Conclusion</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/4702772629150595482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/4702772629150595482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2011/05/team-assignment-2-dividing-work.html' title='team assignment #2 - dividing the work'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-7042581689812777929</id><published>2011-05-06T18:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T18:01:56.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prom photos</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/7042581689812777929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/7042581689812777929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2011/05/prom-photos.html' title='prom photos'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-643428382000687944</id><published>2011-04-25T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T21:29:50.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>430 syllabus</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/643428382000687944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/643428382000687944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2011/04/430-syllabus.html' title='430 syllabus'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q07h1-YNiG8/TbZKP9hSOQI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YYUjkYowsuE/s72-c/Syllabus-790773.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-7246641937033441593</id><published>2010-10-12T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:37:03.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go women!!</title><summary type='text'> Some things we should never take for granted.      'Courage in women is often mistaken for insanity.'This is the story of our Mothers. Grandmothers, and Great-Grandmothers who lived and struggled only 90 years ago. Remember, it was not until 1920 that women were granted the right to go to the polls and vote. The women were innocent and defenseless, but they were jailed nonetheless for picketing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/7246641937033441593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/7246641937033441593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/10/go-women.html' title='Go women!!'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-8949788691290542239</id><published>2010-09-04T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T09:18:15.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: project charter thoughts</title><summary type='text'>Sandy;   Thanks. This is a big help.    Karl On Fri, Sep 3, 2010 at 11:14 PM, Sandy &lt;lionflower@yahoo.com&gt; wrote:    Team:   Attached is my brainstorm and suggestions for project charter.  My comments are in blue in the Word doc.    Cheers! San </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/8949788691290542239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/8949788691290542239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/09/re-project-charter-thoughts_04.html' title='Re: project charter thoughts'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-12753902687777541</id><published>2010-09-04T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T08:38:31.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: project charter thoughts</title><summary type='text'>SANDY YOU'RE A PRO.. you inspire me.   My brainstorm was like SD weather, No chance of rain.. I had no idea where to start.  I'll work it out by Sun.   Thanks and have a great weekend!   J   On Fri, Sep 3, 2010 at 11:14 PM, Sandy &lt;lionflower@yahoo.com&gt; wrote:    Team:   Attached is my brainstorm and suggestions for project charter.  My comments are in blue in the Word doc.    Cheers! San </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/12753902687777541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/12753902687777541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/09/re-project-charter-thoughts.html' title='Re: project charter thoughts'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-3607911656666506916</id><published>2010-09-03T23:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T23:14:53.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>project charter thoughts</title><summary type='text'>health and wellness intranet projecttestingproject taskswrite test plantesting of the unitintegration testing	- registration	- tracking	- incentivessystem testinguser acceptance testingtesting personnel- planet x team member to manage test team- user reps- outside contracting firmpersonnel tasksprepare a RACI chart to clarify roles / resp for personnel	- document </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/3607911656666506916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/3607911656666506916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/09/project-charter-thoughts.html' title='project charter thoughts'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-8576781893605044008</id><published>2010-09-02T14:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T14:37:33.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>find spell</title><summary type='text'>Hi, Ev.   BTW, I found my keys. They were right where I saw them, but I let my paradigms get in the way and kept looking in the wrong place. I kept looking in the truck's drivers side seat pocket on the back of the seat when the keys were in the door pocket next to the seat.  Live and learn.   Ok, here's how to do a find spell:   Ground and center. It's important to be thoroughly grounded and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/8576781893605044008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/8576781893605044008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/09/find-spell.html' title='find spell'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-1590205105705371539</id><published>2010-08-26T10:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T10:04:51.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you and the ten commandments monument in your community</title><summary type='text'>Honorable Robert L. Butler,   You don't know me, sir, and you probably couldn't care two cents about my message to you, being that I'm a registered voter in the state of California, but I do have something important to say to you as an American.   I served for six years in the U.S. Air Force as an aircraft mechanic. My father before me served 24 years in the U.S. Marine Corps, retired as a Master</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/1590205105705371539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/1590205105705371539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-and-ten-commandments-monument-in.html' title='you and the ten commandments monument in your community'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-2032506436644970335</id><published>2010-07-21T16:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T16:13:09.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Launch, Lift, and Propel Radioactive Waste into the Sun</title><summary type='text'>Lift, Launch, and Propel Radioactive Waste into the Sunby Sandra Urias 30 June 2010 Radioactive waste has been accumulating at an alarming rate on this planet. And, nobody seems to know what to do with it. "At present, no country has come up with a way of safely storing its radioactive waste for longer than 50 years, meaning all current measures are temporary." (Bellona) Urban sprawl has made </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/2032506436644970335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/2032506436644970335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/07/launch-lift-and-propel-radioactive.html' title='Launch, Lift, and Propel Radioactive Waste into the Sun'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-868062112463760368</id><published>2010-04-07T08:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T08:48:57.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><summary type='text'>Even with 45 I'm sunburned. Back on the training hill. Sent from my iPhone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/868062112463760368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/868062112463760368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-6253543210987491014</id><published>2010-04-06T18:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T18:16:58.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done for the day</title><summary type='text'>Did alright my first time ever on a snowboard. Fell a lot but got back up and kept going. Getting some Indian food to go and then will hit the whirlpool to relax the muscles before hitting it hard again tomorrow. Sent from my iPhone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/6253543210987491014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/6253543210987491014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/04/done-for-day.html' title='Done for the day'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-9048343633447939546</id><published>2010-04-06T09:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:59:05.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><summary type='text'>Change of plans for the better. Chains are still required on 203 so we   are staying in town today.  Goingto do half a day of snowboarding lessons and then get a lift   ticket for tomorrow.  Great -free- public trans in Mammoth. We just got on the bus to the   Canyon lodge.     Sent from my iPhone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/9048343633447939546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/9048343633447939546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-2_06.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-6672594019258950500</id><published>2010-04-06T09:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:55:42.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><summary type='text'>   Sent from my iPhone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/6672594019258950500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/6672594019258950500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-7353123663076910361</id><published>2010-04-05T20:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T20:12:10.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made it!</title><summary type='text'>Been here for about an hour. Needed help getting chains on the truck. Worth the $40. All checked in to the hotel and areGetting ready to enjoy dinner at the Slocum bar and grill that's right across the street from the hotel. Yelp has nothing about this place so I'll  have to review it. Sent from my iPhone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/7353123663076910361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/7353123663076910361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/04/made-it.html' title='Made it!'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-6979187014322209828</id><published>2010-04-05T18:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T18:06:11.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there</title><summary type='text'>Ten miles south of the 203 turn off to Mammoth Lakes. Scenic view point.     Sent from my iPhone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/6979187014322209828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/6979187014322209828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/04/almost-there.html' title='Almost there'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-440144926312150981</id><published>2010-04-05T17:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T17:34:14.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sierra navada mtns</title><summary type='text'>   Sent from my iPhone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/440144926312150981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/440144926312150981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/04/sierra-navada-mtns.html' title='Sierra navada mtns'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-5678958683513833630</id><published>2010-04-05T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T17:33:52.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>395 - Olancha</title><summary type='text'>   Sent from my iPhone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/5678958683513833630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/5678958683513833630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/04/395-olancha.html' title='395 - Olancha'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-3149982545778709629</id><published>2010-04-05T14:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T14:20:43.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>395 - Kramer Junction</title><summary type='text'>Famous Kramer Junction. Drive in diner Astro Burger. Not far from   where Chuck Yeager broke the sound barrier for the very first time.     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Good thing we checked before we diverted.  We are at the junction of 15 and 138 (Palmdale) having a pitstop. Rain off and on. Some snow is visible on mountaintops. B introd me to Elaina Siegman. She rocks!!  Sent from my iPhone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109454010991833186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109454010991833186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/04/bummed.html' title='Bummed'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-447342762910963203</id><published>2010-04-05T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T09:34:02.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My son and I spend every spring break together, just he and I, on some adventure. This year, we're going up to Mammoth Lakes for some sight seeing, photography, and snowboarding. We're leaving Rancho Fugarwee in about half an hour. Oh, and we're not going straight there. We're stopping at "interesting" (as in "cheesy") places along the way!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/447342762910963203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/447342762910963203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-son-and-i-spend-every-spring-break.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-2340266975724501669</id><published>2009-07-18T06:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T06:35:45.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your fairy is called Feather GoblinglimmerShe is a bringer of riches and wealth.She lives in high places where the clouds meet the earth.She is only seen when the sun sets on the day of a completed harvest.She wears pale blue like the sky. She has gentle green wings like a butterfly.Get your free fairy name here!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/2340266975724501669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/2340266975724501669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-fairy-is-called-feather.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-6945055334972370034</id><published>2009-06-30T17:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T17:11:19.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Make Gardenia Essential Oil</title><summary type='text'>How to Make Gardenia Essential OilShared via AddThis</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/6945055334972370034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/6945055334972370034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-to-make-gardenia-essential-oil.html' title='How to Make Gardenia Essential Oil'/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-2621993396241198061</id><published>2008-07-19T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T18:22:20.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I fulfilled a childhood dream today. I've been in Maryland for the past week on business, and they didnt need me today, so I decided to head to Washington DC.I'm patriotic, but I'm not *that* patriotic.My dream was to visit the Smithsonian museum. When I was a little girl, my aunt bought me a subscription to Smithsonian magazine. The places it took me and the imagination it inspired was one of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/2621993396241198061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/2621993396241198061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-fulfilled-childhood-dream-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-5077570619579354505</id><published>2008-01-02T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T15:42:36.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My sister, if you're reading this, I'm worried about you. Call if you can or when you want. I'm here for you and I love you. A letter is on its way to you.This is the first year since I got out of the Air Force that I *didn't* update my resume over the holiday break. I guess I have found satisfaction in my worklife, finally, though it can be very stressful at times. I actually *did* go to Monster</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/5077570619579354505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/5077570619579354505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-sister-if-youre-reading-this-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-8934932993006676773</id><published>2007-10-26T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T06:49:47.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evacuation day 6 witch creek fire'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Evacuation Day 6.Well, as of yesterday evening, we are allowed to go home. We are allowed to go home because we Ramonans are a feisty people. There is no electricity and no water. The earliest we will have these services is Sunday. But, that doesn't stop a Ramonan.There's a reason we live out there in the country. Many have wells and generators. They'll be fine. The rest of us are adaptable; we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/8934932993006676773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/8934932993006676773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2007/10/evacuation-day-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-8406254660504446256</id><published>2007-10-25T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T06:39:27.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Evacuation Update.Here we are, day 5 of evacuation. We're still keeping touch with the neighbors and coworkers, but we are still not allowed to return to our house in Ramona.The kitty is getting restless. He's torn up the toilet paper roll and laundry bag and he's knocking things off of tables. Poor guy is used to having the whole neighborhood to roam and now he's confined to about 300 sq ft.We </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/8406254660504446256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/8406254660504446256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2007/10/evacuation-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-5759351748172446827</id><published>2007-10-25T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T06:34:04.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evacuation witch creek fire 2007'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We are ok. We've been evacuated ... twice ... but all is well with us, our kitty, and remarkably, our house.Around 1 PM on Sunday I got a squawk on the ham radio that there was a fire about 10 miles east of us. The winds were blowing furiously ... from the east, which was of concern. I called Martin, who was working down in Rancho Berardo, and asked him to consider coming home early.The fire </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/5759351748172446827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/5759351748172446827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-are-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-67771064793223136</id><published>2007-10-04T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T14:36:32.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheater Cat'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is just terrible. My cat is cheating on me.As if I didn't have enough self-esteem issues.The other night M and I were laying in bed. He rolls over and tells me that he really likes the perfume I'm wearing. I told him I'm not wearing any. He's a faithful guy, but I still had to tease him that the perfume was coming from his collar and where had he been and all. We laughed.It took us a minute </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/67771064793223136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/67771064793223136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-just-terrible.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-8748090885305522674</id><published>2007-08-23T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T16:24:31.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok. I'm losing perspective, so it's time to journal.I'm sitting in this cube, and I've been here for eight hours already, nine if you don't count lunch, and I just can't get my brain wrapped around this mundane boring crap I have to do. Hanging above me is all of the other crap I have to do, which may be more exciting but it's lower on the priority list. And I'm tired. I'm freaking tired. I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/8748090885305522674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/8748090885305522674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2007/08/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-2448988770167871051</id><published>2007-08-08T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T14:25:55.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Flying HamperedI'm on day 7 of working on the borrowed department laptop at work. My computer is Tango-Uniform at the moment. Some printer driver that IT told me to install starting causing all of my Microsoft programs to crash. Yeah, that was a lot of fun. So, they came and took my desktop away and left me with ol Wheezy here. We are doing the best we can.It was tolerable for a while. This old </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/2448988770167871051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/2448988770167871051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2007/08/flying-hampered-im-on-day-7-of-working.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-854755243540472251</id><published>2007-07-13T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T22:01:39.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Musings of Lionflower</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/854755243540472251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/854755243540472251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2007/07/musings-of-lionflower.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-4338932663262673008</id><published>2007-07-13T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T22:00:42.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday Scribbling for 20070715 - HairStrands of a midlife crisis,A teen's palette,A woman's shining glory, said Betty Smith.Plaits, bobs, pompadours,or falling like tears after radiation therapy.Part of human identity.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/4338932663262673008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/4338932663262673008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunday-scribbling-for-20070715-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-7889086530785348248</id><published>2007-06-26T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T07:31:45.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal growth'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm very proud of myself. I have handled the visit from my customer without getting too stressed out. I even helped coordinate a huge event that occurred right in the middle of my two-week customer meeting, and I managed to get through it all without outbursts of anger or frustration. This week is, by far, more challenging than last week, but I don't feel like I'm in it alone, and I don't feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/7889086530785348248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/7889086530785348248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-very-proud-of-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-5704870788250197823</id><published>2007-06-07T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T07:11:42.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All in a day's ... play?I put in 9 hours at work yesterday. That's standard for a week day for me... except Fridays. We normally work only half a day on Friday.I find myself with a little more free time these days since school is over for the summer and my product has been delivered to the customer.Even though there's nothing to rush about anymore, my momentum does not seem to have slowed. For </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/5704870788250197823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/5704870788250197823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2007/06/all-in-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-6219814957179162942</id><published>2007-05-27T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T12:36:35.056-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3/4 cup rant'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My 3/4 Cup RantProbably the most popular things for Americans to bake are chocolate chip cookies. What kid doesn't remember standing on the stool in the kitchen, helping Mom or Dad measure out ingredients for the cookies?Every chocolate chip cookie recipe is pretty much the same: 1 cup softened butter, 2 tsp vanilla, 3/4 cup granulated sugar, 3/4 cup packed brown sugar, etc.I distinctly remember </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/6219814957179162942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/6219814957179162942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-34-cup-rant-probably-most-popular.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-1026054823037330877</id><published>2007-03-27T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T08:37:29.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Oil Companies,Just for the record, the early time change has no impact on oil refining capability. I'm sorry you think the American people are stupid enough to swallow that.I heard a spokeswoman for the oil companies on NPR yesterday morning. She said that one of the reason oil prices are rising is that the time change caused spring to come 3 week early this year, and this caused the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/1026054823037330877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/1026054823037330877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2007/03/dear-oil-companies-just-for-record.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-5650875164241527976</id><published>2007-02-03T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T09:44:28.270-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Civilian Reserve Corps (Volunteer)'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Civilian Reserve Corps (volunteer)I'm sure mine were not the only ears that perked up during the 2007 State of the Union address by President Bush when he mentioned the volunteer Civilian Reserve Corps. &lt;http://www.whitehouse.gov/news/releases/2007/01/20070123-2.html&gt;Many are curious about this newly-funded corps, especially those in the military service or who have served. But, the media is not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/5650875164241527976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/5650875164241527976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2007/02/civilian-reserve-corps-volunteer-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-116827596446858490</id><published>2007-01-08T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T09:06:05.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>College.I'm terribly uninformed when it comes to the whole college thing. I'm on a track, now, that I know I can finish, and I'm about half way through my core business requirements - and maintaining a B average while working full time +, which I think is pretty good. Still, I was worried that when it came time to transfer to the big university that I would have to find a way to fit college into </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/116827596446858490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/116827596446858490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2007/01/college.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-116406236128335495</id><published>2006-11-20T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T14:56:26.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The bad guy, me.Once again I find myself at a crux of parenthood, and this one is a doozy. I've heard that your first reaction is usually the right one, and I think it's true in this case as well. While my 12-year-old son was at music camp this summer, he auditioned for the International tour group, and out of some 250 students who autitioned, he was one of the 78 selected to be in the choir. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/116406236128335495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/116406236128335495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/11/bad-guy-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-116015259442227989</id><published>2006-10-06T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T09:36:34.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fridays.I love Fridays at work. Everyone jokes a little more. Everyone smiles a little easier. Everyone talks about the week and what they have planned for the weekend.I think part of the spirit of the day is the fact that we only work four hours on Friday (well, those who aren't management or supervisors. I usually work 6 to 8).  The rest of the days we work at least 9 hours, so when Friday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/116015259442227989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/116015259442227989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/10/fridays.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-115999812592249715</id><published>2006-10-04T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T14:42:07.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>VA Update--------------Response (Dept of Veterans Affairs)10/04/2006 09:40 AMThis is in response to your inquiry of September 28, 2006. The advise from the VA General Counsel that we must conduct a rulemaking to establish procedures governing our consideration of applications for the addition of new emblems of belief to the listing of emblems that may be inscribed on Government-furnished </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115999812592249715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115999812592249715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/10/va-update-response-dept-of-veterans.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-115946528563348690</id><published>2006-09-28T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T10:41:25.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still fighting the VA over Wicca Emblem on Grave MarkersHello, again, friends. Well, this isn't over, yet. And, I wrote the VA office and got a total bullshit answer from them. Here's what's going on so far. I don't know if this link will work, so I'll post the text below as well.&lt;https://iris.va.gov/Scripts/iris.cfg/php.exe/enduser/acct_login_submit.php?p_userid=lionflower@yahoo.com&amp;p_enc_passwd</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115946528563348690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115946528563348690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/09/still-fighting-va-over-wicca-emblem-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-115803227831640348</id><published>2006-09-11T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:35:21.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Swap Meet Finds--- Update ---Roger Hedgecock, a local radio talk show host for KOGO AM 600 read my email to my coworkers on the air today. I'm truly honored. It can be heard at: &lt;http://209.126.179.68/rogerhedgecock.2006-09-12.mp3&gt; at the 1:55 minute time block. Thank you, Mr. Hedgecock.-----Martin and I went to the swap meet at the arena this weekend. He went off to look at something, so I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115803227831640348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115803227831640348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/09/swap-meet-finds-update-roger-hedgecock.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-115764195657885066</id><published>2006-09-07T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T08:12:37.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Einsteinian Fashion Philosophy for WomenI'm an admirer of Einstein. Who isn't, right? When it came to fashion, Einstein didn't mess around with "what am I going to wear today." He was well known for having several identical suits of clothes in his closet so that every day he didn't have to waste brain power trying to decide what matched. He just picked the next outfit of the rack and out the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115764195657885066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115764195657885066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/09/einsteinian-fashion-philosophy-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-115567108789398872</id><published>2006-08-15T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T12:44:56.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An interesting NPR article about Gitmo and interviews with two former detainees:&lt;http://thislife.org/pages/descriptions/06/310.html&gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115567108789398872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115567108789398872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/08/interesting-npr-article-about-gitmo.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-115472366808512441</id><published>2006-08-04T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T13:34:28.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who else might I have been? - A Sunday ScribblingI was barely 18 and just finished my second interview with the alarm company in Palm Springs. I was offered a dispatcher job, but had not yet accepted. It was a very appealing job. In addition to my dispatching duties, I would also have the chance to learn how the alarm systems work and would be relied upon to remotely program the alarm system from</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115472366808512441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115472366808512441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/08/who-else-might-i-have-been-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-115437090625230413</id><published>2006-07-31T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T11:35:06.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Visions of terror danced in her head.I just had the weirdest vision.  It was like on of my PTSD episodes where it interrupted my activities and I was caught up in the feelings of the moment.  The vision was that a dirty bomb was set off down in Corodado. I was at work and and we were all directed to evacuate. I copied all of the important work files to the laptop started for home. I started the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115437090625230413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115437090625230413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/07/visions-of-terror-danced-in-her-head.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-115375828771009627</id><published>2006-07-24T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T09:24:49.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heat. San Diego, CA.At work today the topic of everyone's conversation is the heat. People from Temecula, downtown San Diego, Murietta, Perris, Hemet, Ramona, El Cajon, and Alpine are all suffering from temperatures that are at least 10 degrees above normal. That may not sound like much, but there's a big difference between the way 85 degrees feels and the way 95 degrees feels.We're breaking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115375828771009627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115375828771009627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/07/heat.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-115333993354396954</id><published>2006-07-19T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T13:12:13.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Too young to ... die?One of my best friends from elementary school died on Saturday. Oh, we hadn't spoken in years.  We went our separate ways in middle school when I started seriously getting into the occult and my dad was officially wigging out. But, those hot summer days when we were just kids playing at her house were the best.She is the first friend my age to die from anything serious like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115333993354396954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115333993354396954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/07/too-young-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-115315339152933409</id><published>2006-07-17T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T09:23:11.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beginning DaysThese are the beginning days.  These are the days we will remember, the days we will speak of to our grandchildren, if we're still around to have grandchildren. There is anxiety in every American voice. Anxiety and fear. Callers in to talk show hosts, coworkers, and grocery store clerks all express concern over current middle eastern events. The tension of the world is so thick it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115315339152933409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115315339152933409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/07/beginning-days-these-are-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-115161122970364312</id><published>2006-06-29T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T13:00:41.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Band NamesHere is my most current Top 5 List of phrases that I think would make great band names:5. Sneakers in the Dryer (a friend was referring to the music that comes from lowrider trucks)4. Mop Slapped (a coworker was describing what happened to a man who was trying to convince his new Chinese wife that even though the carpet is dirty she should not use a mop on it)3. Wierdos in Oshkosh (a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115161122970364312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/115161122970364312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/06/band-names-here-is-my-most-current-top.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-114790006827237045</id><published>2006-05-17T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:07:48.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just received a call from the office of the Honorable Duncan Hunter.  The office inquired with the VA and the VA has agreed to recognize the pentagram as a symbol of the Wiccan religion.  They will be installing the symbol on Sgt Patrick's headstone prior to shipment.Duncan Hunter's office ackowledged that Wicca was regognized as a religion by the U.S. government in 1984, and he used a very </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/114790006827237045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/114790006827237045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-just-received-call-from-office-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-114744811387022661</id><published>2006-05-12T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T08:35:13.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Water as FuelThis is for real, folks. Let's not let big business and the oil companies squash this.  There is a video that demonstrates the technology of HHO gas in action, and the guy developing this technology is now powering his car with WATER.http://www.freeenergynews.com/Directory/BrownsGas/WaterFuel.wmv"http://peswiki.com/index.php/Directory:Hydrogen_Technology_Applications_Inchttp://</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/114744811387022661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/114744811387022661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/05/water-as-fuel-this-is-for-real-folks.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-114064603047941138</id><published>2006-02-22T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T14:07:10.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"when in doubt, always take the"My brother and I were in a pretty noisy casino a few weeks ago and we were having a political conversation.  I yelled to him, "When in doubt, always take the moral high ground!"  What he heard, however, was" When in doubt, always take the Merle Haggard!"  We laughed about that for quite a while.Then I got thinking that Americans get a lot of use out of the phrase, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/114064603047941138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/114064603047941138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/02/when-in-doubt-always-take-my-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-114054873953632039</id><published>2006-02-21T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T12:49:17.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Flightline Survival RecipesRecipe #1Crew Chief MochaYou’re working the graveyard shift and your plane isn’t due in until 3:30 AM. How do you stay awake when that 2:30 AM lull hits you? Head on down to the 24 hour cafeteria in the terminal and make yourself up some of this brew. It’ll get you through.Ingredients:16 oz coffee that’s been sitting on the burner at least two hours.1 to 2 packets of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/114054873953632039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/114054873953632039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/02/flightline-survival-recipes-recipe-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-113898011270440845</id><published>2006-02-03T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T07:21:52.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're never going to make changes from the outside looking in.  Real change occurs when you submerge yourself in that which you wish to change.  To change it, you must become a part of it.  Remember, too, that it is an exchange, not a one-sided thing - the thing you wish to change will change you as well. Many pagans express outrage or call me a hypocrite because I was ever in the service.  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/113898011270440845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/113898011270440845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2006/02/youre-never-going-to-make-changes-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-113258612714579420</id><published>2005-11-21T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T07:15:27.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hummingbird RescueI just got home from another trip to Mississippi for business.  I wasn't too tired, so I agreed to stop by this new high end lumber place with Martin on the way home from the airport.  We were looking around at all of the beautiful wood, and then we decided to look at hardware.   We were in the clamp section and I saw this bundle of dusty spider web on the top of one of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/113258612714579420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/113258612714579420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/11/hummingbird-rescue-i-just-got-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-112992465535240173</id><published>2005-10-21T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T12:57:35.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE STORY OF GEORGE WATSONI don’t need to tell you that the childhood my brother and I experienced wasn’t the happiest.  Oh, there were good times and my brother and I were pretty close, but there was an 800-pound gorilla in the living room that nobody was allowed to talk about and everybody had to ignore.  That gorilla had several names.  One of its names was Alcoholism.  Another was Child </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112992465535240173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112992465535240173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/10/story-of-george-watson-i-dont-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-112965202647545285</id><published>2005-10-18T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T09:13:46.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>COURTESY FLUSHESI have long been an admirer of the manners, hospitality, and etiquette found in the people of the southern United States.  That admiration increased significantly during my business trip to Pascagoula, Mississippi last week.  People who had suffered losses invited me to their homes for dinner or treated me to lunch and wouldn't hear my objections.  I was, after all, a guest. Those</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112965202647545285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112965202647545285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/10/courtesy-flushes-i-have-long-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-112916446247764863</id><published>2005-10-12T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T17:47:52.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where are my ruby slippers?I'm tired today. Three days of hot, loud, dirty, walking up and down a million flights of ship's stairs all day long and sweat sweat sweat, smelling paint fumes, cleanser fumes, solvent fumes, exhaust fumes, and God knows what else, squeezing by painters, welders, tilers, electricians, union union union, yes ma'am, no ma'am, can you help me with this, three bags full. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112916446247764863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112916446247764863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/10/where-are-my-ruby-slippers-im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-112864232399466502</id><published>2005-10-06T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T16:45:24.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gulf CoastSo, I'm going on travel to Mississippi for work next week.  I had to get a couple of vaccinations because of the conditions.  Word is that there aren't many restaurants open, and the ones that are open usually have really long lines.  Could be worse.I was going to stay aboard ship in a "state room," but they're not letting civilians eat on board.  I guess all of the extra money for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112864232399466502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112864232399466502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/10/gulf-coast-so-im-going-on-travel-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-112692641485282188</id><published>2005-09-16T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T20:21:39.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is hydrogen fuel cell technology really the answer to our energy woes?I think science really needs to think this technology through before they implement it. I have been doing a little research on hydrogen fuel cell byproducts, and what I've found out makes me concerned for the environment of our cities and suburbs. You're saying to yourself right now, wait a minute, the only byproducts of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112692641485282188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112692641485282188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/09/is-hydrogen-fuel-cell-technology.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-112491728834147844</id><published>2005-08-24T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T14:01:28.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Passive-Aggressive Karate Chop!Ouch!  I got hit by a classic PA today.  This woman is always doing stuff to piss me off and she always tries to come off like the victim.Yesterday she stopped me in the hallway and asked me to reschedule a meeting we were supposed to have that day.  She told me to schedule it for the next day for the normal time in the same place.  So, I sent a high priority email </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112491728834147844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112491728834147844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/08/passive-aggressive-karate-chop-ouch-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-112437475058355887</id><published>2005-08-18T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T07:19:10.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beetle Ghost?   I was driving to work in the right lane of the freeway and I came up on an older VW Beetle in the second lane.  It was primer red but in pretty good shape; obviously in the throes of being lovingly restored.  As I approahed on his right, I could hear the defining whistle of the German engine.  Then things started to get weird.I noticed that as I passed the Beetle, I didn't get the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112437475058355887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112437475058355887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/08/beetle-ghost-i-was-driving-to-work-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-112015677732153599</id><published>2005-06-30T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T11:39:37.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ChechnyaA coworker let me borrow his copy of the July 2005 National Geographic this morning so I could read an article in there about the Mars rovers, an interest we share. I have a habit of thumbing through magazines from back to front because I often find the stuff in the back to be far more interesting than a lot of the fluff editors put in the front to pay their bills. Well, I got more than I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112015677732153599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112015677732153599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/06/chechnya-coworker-let-me-borrow-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-112007234591740287</id><published>2005-06-29T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:12:25.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another Bird TaleI was working at my desk this morning and around 9:05 local I heard a flutter and banging noise outside the window next to my cube. I looked over and there is a little bird trying to get in. He wasn't injured. He didn't fly into the glass. He was trying to take off and fly into my cube, but the glass was preventing him. He tried for about 10 minutes. Poor thing couldn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112007234591740287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/112007234591740287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/06/another-bird-tale-i-was-working-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-111896315693219713</id><published>2005-06-16T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T16:05:56.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pressah!I'm 20 minutes away from having all three of my manuals out the door and delivered.Plus I got 2 other manuals ready for delivery and fixed the parts lists for 5 others.There's a certain amount of satisfaction in busting one's ass and getting things done under pressure.I'm a little ticked off, though, than management felt they had to threaten our jobs to get us to meet their imaginary </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111896315693219713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111896315693219713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/06/pressah-im-20-minutes-away-from-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-111781187584369221</id><published>2005-06-03T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T08:17:55.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is it wrong to have a dream at my age? Is it wrong to want to pursue a degree in physics? I'd have to start at the bottom. There's a lot of math courses I would need to take. It would be a long road. I just don't see a way to do it right now.I'm still trying to get settled in my new life: A new home. A stable relationship. A long distance relationship with my son.I think I should give myself some</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111781187584369221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111781187584369221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/06/is-it-wrong-to-have-dream-at-my-age-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-111638735221442738</id><published>2005-05-17T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T20:35:52.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AnticlimaxIt's done. For now, it's done. I'm tired. The kid wants to stay. Let him stay. He'll change his mind one day. Meanwhile, I get to be supportive mom from a distance. I didn't want to torture him with the summer camp thing again - up at 5:30 AM, in camp all day, seeing me only in the evenings and weekends. I think this way is better. Several times a year, a week at a time, just us. All of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111638735221442738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111638735221442738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/05/anticlimax-its-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-111594414037036593</id><published>2005-05-12T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T17:32:34.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been two weeks since I've received the papers summoning me to Michigan to fight for custody of my son. I really haven't had much time to prepare (and I wonder if that's by design). Since the day I received the papers, I've been very busy: I've closed escrow on my house, moved, called two lawyers who won't return my call, and worked overtime every work night late into the night and at least </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111594414037036593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111594414037036593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-been-two-weeks-since-ive-received.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-111473885798855659</id><published>2005-04-28T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T18:40:57.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OPERATION BIRD DROP - UPDATEThe babies fledged this past Saturday. We didn't get to see it because we were packing. Our troubles are over. We don't need to create a temporary bird cage with which to move mom and babies. We don't need to build an aviary nursery at the new house.In a way, I'm a little disappointed, but in a big way, I'm very relieved.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111473885798855659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111473885798855659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/04/operation-bird-drop-update-babies.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-111473868485067150</id><published>2005-04-28T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T18:38:04.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Child Custody. The beginning.I received papers today telling me that on 17 May, in Michigan, there will be a hearing to decide what child custody I get for my own son.My ex told me I was getting "something" in the mail from his lawyer. The coward didn't tell me he was taking me to court. Just like he didn't tell me he was making changes to the divorce agreement in court without me being there, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111473868485067150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111473868485067150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/04/child-custody.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-111419602291235004</id><published>2005-04-22T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T11:56:01.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OPERATION BIRD DROP - UPDATEWell, they're getting noisier and bigger. I snapped this photo last night while Mom and Dad were away from the nest. Big difference in a very short time! I guess they will be big enough to fly away soon. I hope we get to see it.Oh! And there are four! (at least?) We thought there were only 3 because that's all we could see last time. There were originally six eggs, and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111419602291235004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111419602291235004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/04/operation-bird-drop-update-well-theyre.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-111400895817376301</id><published>2005-04-20T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T07:55:58.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OPERATION BIRD DROP - UPDATEWell, Fish and Game called back yesterday. It seems our troubles are over. Our little babies will fledge way before we move out. I hope it's over the weekend so we can watch them flap their little wings for the first time. This might be a rare opportunity to get some action photos of a baby bird's first flight.This is such a relief. My man and I were trying to figure </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111400895817376301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111400895817376301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/04/operation-bird-drop-update-well-fish.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-111384012998190718</id><published>2005-04-18T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T09:34:25.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OPERATION BIRD DROPI left my painting easel out on the lanai for a couple of months so I would have somewhere well-ventilated to paint in oils. Well, I hadn't used it for a while because we are buying a house and the escrow process has kept us hopping.On Easter Sunday, I went outside to get the easel and clean it up a bit so I could pack it. The drawer was stuck and when I forced it open a little</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111384012998190718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/111384012998190718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/04/operation-bird-drop-i-left-my-painting.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-110675696139220822</id><published>2005-01-26T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T08:29:21.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thirty-one died today in the war that didn't need to be.Thirty-one lives are gone.Half of the people who died were probably married. That makes 15 people who are suddenly without the person they intended to share the rest of their lives with.It's very likely that half of the spouses were caring for two children at home. That makes 14 children who will grow up without the father or mother </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/110675696139220822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/110675696139220822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2005/01/thirty-one-died-today-in-war-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-110272064610363878</id><published>2004-12-10T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T15:21:16.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Depression. It's a weird thing. You want to (insert activity here) but, somehow, you just CAN NOT do it. It's like there's this barrier, this weird plasmic physical barrier that keeps you from doing anything. It's so strange. You might think in your mind and feel in your heart, "Hey, I'd really like to go to the movies." But, somehow, you just can't do it. You end up just going home and staring </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/110272064610363878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/110272064610363878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/12/depression.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-109857723605122250</id><published>2004-10-23T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T17:20:36.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SEATTLE AREA ELEMENTARY SCHOOL HALLOWEEN PARTY BANNED FOR FEAR OF OFFENDING WITCHESTo the witches of Seattle and surrounding areas, I hope you didn't have anything to do with this.Here's a link to an article about an elementary school in Washington that is banning its annual Halloween Party for the kids - one of the reasons being that it might offend "real witches." (For my non-Wicca friends:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109857723605122250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109857723605122250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/10/seattle-area-elementary-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-109743921916000342</id><published>2004-10-10T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T13:24:00.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PHONY EMAIL ALERTI received a fraudulent email today. This was one of the better ones I've seen, but the grammar was still bad. The sender claimed to be from Citibank. They sent me a link in an email and asked me to enter my Citibank Visa/ATM card number and PIN into the popup that appeared at the Web site. You can read the subject line and message text of the email I received at the end of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109743921916000342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109743921916000342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/10/phony-email-alert-i-received.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-109595681148010627</id><published>2004-09-23T09:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T09:26:51.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>U.S. Senate: Legislation &amp; Records HomeThis is a link to the U.S. Senate Web site, Bill Search page. Bill S89 and Bill HR 163 deal with mandatory service for all people in America between 18 and 26 years of age. I personally don't have a problem with mandatory service. I just have a problem with this administration's willingness to abuse their power and authority.Also, Section 4 of the bill</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109595681148010627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109595681148010627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/09/u.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-109595679210645572</id><published>2004-09-23T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T09:26:32.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>U.S. Senate: Legislation &amp; Records HomeThis is a link to the U.S. Senate Web site, Bill Search page. Bill S89 and Bill HR 163 deal with mandatory service for all people in America between 18 and 26 years of age. I personally don't have a problem with mandatory service. I just have a problem with this administration's willingness to abuse their power and authority.Also, Section 4 of the bill</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109595679210645572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109595679210645572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/09/u_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-109509230950822654</id><published>2004-09-13T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T09:18:29.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9-11 Commission Final ReportYou don't need to buy the book. You can download it here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109509230950822654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109509230950822654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/09/9-11-commission-final-report-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-109460128674571752</id><published>2004-09-07T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T16:56:51.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hurricane Frances Progress ReportIt appears we were relatively successful. Though the hurricane didn't turn into a tropical storm before it hit land, it was reduced to a Category 2. We had nation-wide coverage in this effort - from Hawaii to New York.Thanks to all who participated!I heard a storm chaser on Coast to Coast AM last night who went down to Florida to get some film footage of a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109460128674571752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109460128674571752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/09/hurricane-frances-progress-report-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-109416645279157797</id><published>2004-09-02T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T16:07:32.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I started a meditation/prayer circle yesterday to attempt to reduce hurricane Frances to a tropical storm before it hits Florida.I asked all of the magickal / spiritual people in my email box to send energy during a certain time, using their imaginations, focusing on the reducing the impact of this storm.The first thing I did when I started my meditation last night was talk to the Mother. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109416645279157797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109416645279157797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-started-meditationprayer-circle.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-109396940150519945</id><published>2004-08-31T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T09:23:21.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm on this crazy new diet. It's called, "Eat Less, Exercise More, and Don't Get on the Scale." We'll see how it works. Hmm. Summer was crazy. I just had time to get used to the kid being here, and now he's back in Michigan. sigh. Now I'm trying to get used to a new normal.Work really pissed me off last week. I had projected leave like 4 weeks in advance so I could have the day off before and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109396940150519945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/109396940150519945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/08/im-on-this-crazy-new-diet.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-108921344823293932</id><published>2004-07-07T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T08:17:28.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From: http://www.democracynow.org/article.pl?sid=04/07/07/1354225I've been following the Sibel Edmonds story since she came out last year and testified at the 9/11 hearing that in the spring of 2001 she and other FBI translators reported that Osama bin Laden intended to attack the U.S. using airplanes. I copied and pasted this article here for archive purposes - because articles on other Web </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108921344823293932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108921344823293932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/07/from-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-108739368692825706</id><published>2004-06-16T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T06:48:06.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I made up a new word today: scrollflutter. Defined: The movement the eye makes when the mouse wheel is utilized but the page doesn't scroll.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108739368692825706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108739368692825706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-made-up-new-word-today-scrollflutter.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-108722568615265127</id><published>2004-06-14T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T08:08:06.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What America? What Freedom?by Eric Kralicek, 13 Jun 04'I'm wondering when the real culprits will be charged? I'm wondering why America isn't outraged by the inexcusable arrogance and endless atrocities that the Bush administration has orchestrated since 911? I'm wondering why Ashcroft isn't in jail right now, awaiting trial over his unlawful actions which have evoked such disgraces upon the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108722568615265127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108722568615265127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-america-what-freedom-by-eric.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-108636210229433202</id><published>2004-06-04T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T08:15:02.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Out with the old ...My computer was four years old. It was a Dell refurb from a long time ago. Though top of the line at the time, by today's standards it was a dawg.Still, that computer and I had a lot of history. I telecommuted on that computer during the glorious days of the dotcom. I created the pages for my first Web site on that computer. I spent hours polishing resumes on that computer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108636210229433202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108636210229433202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/06/out-with-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-108377163065289673</id><published>2004-05-05T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T08:44:48.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The one thing I really like about my job is that I'm learning tons of nautical terms and references. Not that I like boating or anything. It just helps me to understand what the bridge crew on Star Trek TNG are talking about. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108377163065289673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108377163065289673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/05/one-thing-i-really-like-about-my-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-108333362952878578</id><published>2004-04-30T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T07:04:41.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Found out last night that my father has died. He died a month ago, alone, in his shitty little apartment in a backwoods town in Arkansas. I don't know why we were not notified. Looters had their way with the place after the body was removed. All that's left is the briefcase that never left his side. The briefcase that went with him to pull duty. The briefcase in which he brought home treasures </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108333362952878578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108333362952878578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/04/found-out-last-night-that-my-father.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-108269470131688606</id><published>2004-04-22T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T21:35:43.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>COAST TO COAST AM WITH GEORGE NOORY: "  "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108269470131688606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108269470131688606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/04/coast-to-coast-am-with-george-noory.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-108137931173705708</id><published>2004-04-07T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T16:12:13.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NICKNAMESHere is a list of nicknames I've had. Funny how they've changed over the years.Shorty (1978)Short Stuff (1978 - 1983)Baby Face (1983)Twinkle Toes (1987)Sparky (1987 - 1989)Speck (1990 - 1991)MuthaFeely Bone [MuthaFeely] (1999)Torch [As in acetelyn] (2000 - 2001)Tiger (2003 - 2004)Tornado (2004)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108137931173705708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108137931173705708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/04/nicknames-here-is-list-of-nicknames.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-108113552495303917</id><published>2004-04-04T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T20:29:20.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What do you know about Sibel Edwards? Sibel Edwards worked for the FBI as a translator. Several months prior to the 9-11 attacks, she translated information that gave specific information regarding attacks on the U.S. targeting big cities with sky scrapers and using airplanes as missiles. She recently testified this and much more in the recent 9-11 investigation. Now, why hasn't this story </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108113552495303917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/108113552495303917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/04/what-do-you-know-about-sibel-edwards.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-107945934540685605</id><published>2004-03-16T09:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T09:52:17.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Note to Self: Update the Web site tonight (http://www.lionflower.com) with information about how to save the Hubble telescope.Write to Congress representative and ask her to cosponsor House Resolution 550 - to save the Hubble. Write to Congress rep's Legislative Aid in charge of Space Policy and request the aid to ask the congress rep to sponsor 550.Create a link on the Web page so visitors</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/107945934540685605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/107945934540685605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/03/note-to-self-update-web-site-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3591413.post-107945934321153729</id><published>2004-03-16T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T09:52:15.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Note to Self: Update the Web site tonight (http://www.lionflower.com) with information about how to save the Hubble telescope.Write to Congress representative and ask her to cosponsor House Resolution 550 - to save the Hubble. Write to Congress rep's Legislative Aid in charge of Space Policy and request the aid to ask the congress rep to sponsor 550.Create a link on the Web page so visitors</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/107945934321153729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3591413/posts/default/107945934321153729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lionflower.blogspot.com/2004/03/note-to-self-update-web-site-tonight_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09646806778765661092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
