<?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-489477758377615820</id><updated>2012-01-27T19:43:10.062-08:00</updated><category term='Motherhood'/><category term='shuttle'/><category term='Floridiots'/><category term='Lighthouse'/><category term='report cards'/><category term='Science project'/><category term='Violin'/><category term='Bill'/><category term='Outdoor Friends'/><category term='Crazy'/><category term='30 Day challenge'/><category term='bird'/><category term='Weather'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Webkinz'/><category term='BSYO'/><category term='countdown'/><category term='Meghan'/><category term='mean kids'/><category term='dance'/><category term='family and friends'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='People watching'/><category term='Age'/><category term='walking'/><category term='Backyard Tourist'/><category term='Treasures'/><category term='Digging a hole'/><category term='Redneck'/><category term='quizzes'/><category term='Pets'/><category term='date night'/><category term='parties'/><category term='Mother Nature'/><category term='Wii'/><category term='music'/><category term='Spiders'/><category term='...?'/><category term='school'/><category term='Challenge'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='recital'/><category term='electronics'/><category term='Nibbles'/><category term='concerts'/><category term='awards'/><category term='Alan'/><category term='UGLIES'/><category term='solos'/><category term='science fair'/><title type='text'>The Mundane and the Inane</title><subtitle type='html'>"You create your own universe as you go along."  Winston Churchill</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-1656944435164238367</id><published>2012-01-21T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T16:27:25.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day3: Write about your Family</title><content type='html'>My husband, Alan and I met in my second quarter of college in Dr Richardson's political science class.&amp;nbsp; On the second day of class, Alan turned in his first of 3 papers we were required to do.&amp;nbsp; After class, he asked if I wanted to go get a coke and as they say, the rest is history.&amp;nbsp; A few months shy of 5 years, Alan and I got married and have now been happily married for 16 years.&amp;nbsp; While I am a pretty strong willed individual, Alan completes me and is truly my rock.&amp;nbsp; There have been times that his presence is all that have held me together&amp;nbsp; and kept me moving forward.&amp;nbsp; Even after all these years, I enjoy just being in the same room with him.&amp;nbsp; We do not need to fill the quiet with dialogue, we can just sit together and enjoy the being together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one child, Meghan.&amp;nbsp; Meghan is the source of great pride for both Alan and myself.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Meghan has played violin since the summer between kindergarten and 1st grade, so we are rapidly coming up on 7 years.&amp;nbsp; She has been actively involved in the school strings programs since 2nd grade and the youth orchestra since 3rd grade.&amp;nbsp; This year she is a 7th grader sitting in 1st chair 2nd violin.&amp;nbsp; With the start of 7th grade, she took up clarinet and is getting ready to perform her first clarinet solo in a few weeks.&amp;nbsp; She has proven herself to be dedicated to music and is currently interested in attending FSU and pursing a degree in music.&amp;nbsp; Until 7th grade, Meghan danced from 1st grade through 6th grade.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately with the onset of 7th grade and the taking up of clarinet, she was forced to choose between dance and music, and music won.&amp;nbsp; The flip side,&amp;nbsp; she was able to start taking lessons on clarinet and sits in 1st chair for beginning band.&amp;nbsp; This year was her first opportunity to audition for All County Orchestra and she made it.&amp;nbsp; Today was here all county performance.&amp;nbsp; Next year she stands a chance to make All County Band and Orchestra.&amp;nbsp; In addition, Meghan is an honor roll student and is taking Algebra as a 7th grader.&amp;nbsp; This class will be the start of her high school GPA.&amp;nbsp; Kinda crazy that they do that to the kids now.&amp;nbsp; So of course, we watch the grades in this class particularly close because it is the start of her GPA.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy watching Meghan and all her accomplishments.&amp;nbsp; She is an extremely bright young lady with an equally bright future ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many more family members that I would love to go on about from parents, to in laws and favorite cousins and friends that I consider family, but I am tired of typing and you are probably tired of reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-1656944435164238367?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/1656944435164238367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=1656944435164238367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1656944435164238367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1656944435164238367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2012/01/day3-write-about-your-family.html' title='Day3: Write about your Family'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2159004825797188572</id><published>2012-01-21T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T05:09:39.819-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 2:  Where would you like to be in 10 years</title><content type='html'>Where would I like to be in 10 years?&amp;nbsp; That is a tough question to answer.&amp;nbsp; I have learned that while you make plans, life often happens and changes those plans along the way.&amp;nbsp; Thus life changes your plans as you go.&amp;nbsp; That whole making plans/goals for certain time periods is probably a lot of why turning 30 was so painful for me.&amp;nbsp; I made "plans" and life happened and changed them along the way.&amp;nbsp; But in the spirit of the question, I expect that Meghan will be in college.&amp;nbsp; I will probably still be working for the same employer.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, Alan will be in a better job.&amp;nbsp; I hope that as a person, I will have evolved to be a little less type A and a little more accepting of everyone's less than perfect traits.&amp;nbsp; I would like to learn to worry less abut what I cannot control.&amp;nbsp; I am sure life in general would be less stressful then.&amp;nbsp; I would like to have traveled more and seen some of the places on my list. I would also like to be more financially secure.&lt;br /&gt; But again, the journey to the next 10 years I realize will be filled with many twist and turns and life will happen while I am busy making plans, so the best thing is to learn to be able to sort of&amp;nbsp; role with the direction that life sends me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2159004825797188572?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2159004825797188572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2159004825797188572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2159004825797188572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2159004825797188572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-2-where-would-you-like-to-be-in-10.html' title='Day 2:  Where would you like to be in 10 years'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-5406374592544670367</id><published>2012-01-20T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T07:57:30.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduce yourself</title><content type='html'>Okay so Day 1 is to introduce yourself...where to begin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Jini (pronounced Jenna).&amp;nbsp; Odd I know but it is what it is.&amp;nbsp; I am rapidly approaching 40 and am completely undecided as to how I feel about it.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I will handle it much better than I did 30.&amp;nbsp; My 30s have been a voyage of self discovering that was totally unexpected.&amp;nbsp; I think I am more laid back and accepting of things as I leave my 30s behind.&amp;nbsp; I see the gray shades in life much more clearly and have learned that not every battle is worth fighting or winning.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes you should save yourself the exhaustion and move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happily married to the love of my life.&amp;nbsp; We meet in Jan. 1991 in a political science class in college.&amp;nbsp; We married in Oct. 1995 and so we have been happily married for 16 years.&amp;nbsp; Alan and I welcomed our daughter to our family in Jan.&amp;nbsp; 1999.&amp;nbsp; She has been and continues to be a great source of pride to us.&amp;nbsp; She is exceedingly talented and smart.&amp;nbsp; I take exceptional pride in my husband and my daughter.&amp;nbsp; My universe revolves completely around them.&amp;nbsp; Because our work schedules are crazy, we tend to avoid doing things that take away from family time.&amp;nbsp; It is very precious to us and we always feel short changed in that we do not get enough of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have now two cats in our home.&amp;nbsp; Nibbles, whom many previous post have been written, and now Jasper.&amp;nbsp; Jasper came to us just before Christmas.&amp;nbsp; Jasper along with 2 other cats were dumped in the parking lot at work,&amp;nbsp; the other 2 found homes by the end of the night and Jasper was left.&amp;nbsp; I could not leave him so I took him home and placed him on the back porch hoping to find him a home.&amp;nbsp; Had many people claim an interest but none came through. A couple of weeks back it became really cold and Jasper made his way from the porch into the house.&amp;nbsp; So Jasper now has a forever home.&amp;nbsp; (yes I am a sucker and will probably be THE CAT lady when I am old)&amp;nbsp; Jasper was named by Meghan and yes after the Twilight character, because I mentioned that he looked like he had vampire teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older I get the more important family becomes.&amp;nbsp; Not just the biological but the friends that become so important in our lives that they to become our family.&amp;nbsp; I have never favored the party scene and am quite content to spend quiet time with close friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also an avid reader which is probably not a surprise to anyone that has known me any length of time.&amp;nbsp; I can happily read for hours.&amp;nbsp; The unfortunate problem is I read entirely too fast.&amp;nbsp; The upside is I read a lot of different genres and have lots of favorite authors.&amp;nbsp; My favorite gift is gift cards to buy books for my nook:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sums up the basics.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-5406374592544670367?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/5406374592544670367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=5406374592544670367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5406374592544670367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5406374592544670367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2012/01/introduce-yourself.html' title='Introduce yourself'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-8027403309026446308</id><published>2012-01-19T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T10:43:43.638-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>30 day Blog Challenge</title><content type='html'>Thought I would copy this from my cousin:)  I used to write often, but then other things started to get in the way.  Facebook became the outlet because I could pick up with some old friendships that I found I really missed.  Okay, below follows the challenge so all my fellow bloggers that want to join in, have a go:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Day Blog Challenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. introduce yourself&lt;br /&gt;2. where you would like to be in 10 years&lt;br /&gt;3. write about your family&lt;br /&gt;4. a list of things you’re good and bad at&lt;br /&gt;5. your horoscope for today and whether you think it’s accurate&lt;br /&gt;6. write 30 interesting facts about yourself&lt;br /&gt;7. your favorite 10 people right now and why&lt;br /&gt;8. write about something you believe in, anything at all&lt;br /&gt;9. a list of things hanging on your walls&lt;br /&gt;10. places you want to visit, and why&lt;br /&gt;11. the best advice you’ve ever heard, or ever been given&lt;br /&gt;12. bullet point your whole day.&lt;br /&gt;13. write about your earliest childhood memory&lt;br /&gt;14. what gives you every day inspiration?&lt;br /&gt;15. things that make you really sad&lt;br /&gt;16. things that make you really angry&lt;br /&gt;17. your highs and lows of this past year&lt;br /&gt;18. write about what’s most often on your mind&lt;br /&gt;19. a passage from a book that has touched you&lt;br /&gt;20. 5 things you’re looking forward to&lt;br /&gt;21. your favorite subject to study&lt;br /&gt;22. how have you changed in the past 2 years?&lt;br /&gt;23. something you would like to change about yourself&lt;br /&gt;24. something you would change about the world&lt;br /&gt;25. things you do on a rainy day&lt;br /&gt;26. is it easy for you to trust others?&lt;br /&gt;27. what are features you get complimented on a lot?&lt;br /&gt;28. something that you miss&lt;br /&gt;29. what you think your reason for being here is&lt;br /&gt;30. what is the difference between living and existing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-8027403309026446308?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/8027403309026446308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=8027403309026446308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8027403309026446308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8027403309026446308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2012/01/30-day-blog-challenge.html' title='30 day Blog Challenge'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-8770791200437815139</id><published>2011-07-04T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T13:47:38.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fourth Of July</title><content type='html'>Over the past week somethings have happened that make me sorta of sad leading into the 4th of July.  The other day at work, I was contacted by the American Legion post looking for donations for some homeless veterans that had been misplaced in one of the local cities in our county.  I was struck by how sad that is that this group had been displaced.  This afternoon as Meghan and I were returning home, there were veterans standing on the corners taking donations for the homeless veterans.  Again, I am struck by how sad that is.  I find it sad and depressing that there are groups out there taking donations for these individuals.  These men and women return from the sojourns around the world defending our liberty and beliefs with disabilities that make it difficult for them to  re-assimilate into our society.  Many of us  will not look at them or act like they are "beneath" our notice.  Regardless of your political affiliation, this group of individuals around our country deserves better than we have given them.  Why we allow our veterans to live like this or slip through the cracks without the help they need does not speak well for us as a nation and possibly points a finger of failure to us a people.  They deserve our compassion, generosity and most of all our respect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-8770791200437815139?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/8770791200437815139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=8770791200437815139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8770791200437815139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8770791200437815139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html' title='Happy Fourth Of July'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-5039136176722051075</id><published>2010-11-05T15:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T16:11:58.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What  A Long TIme</title><content type='html'>It has been a very long time since I have posted here.  I apologize to the many lurkers that have commented to me about my lack of postings.  It has been a very eventful and difficult year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meghan started 6th grade this year and this the last year that she will be in elementary school.  They are being called "upperclassmen" by the school administration and teachers.  They even have a dance planned for the end of the year.  To say Meghan is excited is like claiming the sky is blue:)  She is beginning to look into which middle schools she would like to apply for and is currently leaning toward a Jr/Sr high school that is ranked in the top 100 schools in the United States.  To get into the school is a lottery type situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she finishes up elementary school this year, she is involved a plethora of activities.  Due to financial constraints on us, she is only taking 3 dance classes this year.  In addition to the dance, she is still playing violin and moved up one level in the local youth orchestra.  She still has strings at school as well as OM.  She added Art club and Beta Club to the mix this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-5039136176722051075?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/5039136176722051075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=5039136176722051075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5039136176722051075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5039136176722051075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-long-time.html' title='What  A Long TIme'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-7401641868055218283</id><published>2010-03-27T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T06:35:41.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date night'/><title type='text'>Date Night</title><content type='html'>Last night Meghan spent the night with one of her friends, so Alan and I decided to go to a movie.  Of course the one we wanted to see (&lt;em&gt;Ghost Writers) &lt;/em&gt;started when I was getting off work.  We had two other back ups&lt;em&gt; ( Bounty Hunter &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;The Hot Tub Time Machine)&lt;/em&gt; that were dependent on how fast we go get to the theater after I was off work.  Well we ended up with &lt;em&gt;The Hot Tub Time Machine&lt;/em&gt;.  Now to begin with this a R rated movie.  that was the 1st clue that it might not be suitable for children.  We walk into the theater and their is a mother with her three kids (Meghan's age and younger) sitting in the row in front of us.  As we sit down, I think, "I hope she researched the movie thoroughly before coming with her kids to see this". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie starts and while it stupidly funny, you can tell within the 1st 10 - 15 minutes that this movie is grossly inappropriate for children.  I expected  that at any moment the mother and kids would get up and leave.  Much to my surprise and horror, they stayed for the entire show.  While Alan was in the restroom, the mother is walking by with the kids and telling them that was a movie they really should not have seen.  &lt;strong&gt;Gee,  you think?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went to eat dinner.  It is now 11:55 so our choices were limited to say the least.  So we went to Denny's because we do have a favorite waitress there who is really good.  We get seated in a booth that is in between two other groups.  The group at the table behind Alan was a group of four that were the age of our parents.  The one wife in the group had obviously way too much to drink before she got to Denny's.  She was exceedingly loud.  She was telling stories about her grandchildren  ages 12 and 7.  She even gave sound effects that were even louder.  When they ordered, her husband was concerned about how the ham was processed and tied the waitress up with this for about 10 minutes.  Dude, you either want the ham or you don't want the ham.  It is after midnight, does it really matter?    The group seating behind me had been pretty quiet to this point and then there food arrived and the "woke up".  Suddenly they f this, f that.  I 'll kick your @**.   They were just crude and obnoxious.  As they spoke i was reminded that my grandmother used to say that people that spoke like that only showed how uneducated and limited their vocabulary really was.   It makes you wonder how many of us manage to live such drama free lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-7401641868055218283?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/7401641868055218283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=7401641868055218283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7401641868055218283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7401641868055218283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2010/03/date-night.html' title='Date Night'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2261394708292624995</id><published>2010-02-23T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:31:45.860-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><title type='text'>Screaming for Attention</title><content type='html'>Some people seem to scream for attention but get offended when they get it.  The other day we had a customer bring a monkey into the store to shop with her.   Yes, you read right, a MONKEY.   If you bring an exotic pet out in public, I think you are asking to  for people to pay attention to you.   From the moment this woman arrived in the store, she was hateful to everyone that expressed interest in the monkey.  One employee asked about the monkey and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; told not to touch that it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; bite her.   &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...maybe you should not bring it out if it will bite people.  Does not seem fair of her to expose her pet to the stress of the public if it is incline to bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was to amused to see her try to shop with a monkey.  It looked like it might be worse that trying to shop with a toddler on a bad day.  The monkey was trying to get into and grab everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2261394708292624995?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2261394708292624995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2261394708292624995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2261394708292624995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2261394708292624995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2010/02/screaming-for-attention.html' title='Screaming for Attention'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-5125484397746352308</id><published>2010-02-18T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:42:23.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!!</title><content type='html'>Meghan has been a member of her schools string program for four years.  Each year they send 4 members to county festival.  It is the equivalent of the all county that many of my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;contemporaries&lt;/span&gt; are familiar with.  This is suppose to be the top 2 violinist from each group within the school.  Meghan has auditioned every year knowing that regardless of audition scores that she would be unable to go because she was too young.  Last year they changed the requirement from 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade to 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; she had to wait another year.  Well this year she gets to go.  Meghan is excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chaperon&lt;/span&gt; the rehearsal session which will run during school hours for about 5 hours.  On Feb. 27 they will have another rehearsal followed by a concert.  I am looking forward to seeing her reach this next step that she has yearned for for several years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-5125484397746352308?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/5125484397746352308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=5125484397746352308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5125484397746352308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5125484397746352308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2010/02/finally.html' title='Finally!!!'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-5200885071592806726</id><published>2009-11-13T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:47:13.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meghan Wins the School Geo Bowl</title><content type='html'>Meghan won the 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade Geo bowl for her school.   This may not be  a surprise for most with Alan a history/social studies major and me a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;political&lt;/span&gt; science major.  Now this means that we are currently involved in a deep study of the 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade social studies book because in Dec she will compete against 66 other 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; graders in the county.  Meghan's school is usually done in by the Florida history questions so that is a focal point of our study at this point.  Meghan is determined to be the best showing that her school has had at the county level.  Wish her luck!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-5200885071592806726?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/5200885071592806726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=5200885071592806726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5200885071592806726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5200885071592806726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/11/meghan-wins-school-geo-bowl.html' title='Meghan Wins the School Geo Bowl'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-1323695576149549137</id><published>2009-09-12T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T10:21:55.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride In My Daughter</title><content type='html'>As a parent often times you agonize over whether your child is developing into the type of person that you dreamed of during those infant and toddler years. As your child begins to be exposed to experiences and values outside your home you question whether you have done enough to send the messages that instill in them the values that you hope that will take into the world from home.   I believe that I can find comfort in the fact that Meghan appears to be moving in that direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago, Meghan was invited to attend a family celebration for the birthday for one of her best friends younger brothers. Even though Meghan was not able to attend the family celebration, she still wanted to take a gift to the brother. The pride I felt at the time she said that is hard to put into words. She was thinking of people other than herself and that really makes me proud. We have tried to instill in her that gifts are something that you give because you want to not because you want to or expect something in return. I think this was a sign that she is hearing our messages even when we are not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take tremendous pride Meghan's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accomplishments&lt;/span&gt;, and we hope that she does not become one of those kids that lords her opportunities and accomplishments over others.  So far she appears to be maintaining the appearance of following this trend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-1323695576149549137?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/1323695576149549137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=1323695576149549137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1323695576149549137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1323695576149549137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/09/pride-in-my-daughter.html' title='Pride In My Daughter'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2331658110299865712</id><published>2009-08-19T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:44:50.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Return to School</title><content type='html'>Well it is the end of summer here as we returned to school on the 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.   Meghan is now in 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade!!  Wow... why can they not stay small forever.  So far, Meghan is very pleased with her teacher.  She has big plans for the year.  She will be in the strings program at school and made it into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BSYO&lt;/span&gt; Strings Ensemble.   Alan and I will be the manager for this group this year.  Saves a little of the cost but increases our time spent.  Meghan also will have dance classes on Tuesday and Friday nights.  She is not sure if she will keep all 5 classes in which she has enrolled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a great summer traveling and being with family that we have not seen in a number of years.  I will try to post pictures soon.  I have been trying to post a video of Meghan playing the violin at the church my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;inl aws&lt;/span&gt; attend.;  however, I am having issues getting it uploaded here and on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;.  Probably operator error or impatience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2331658110299865712?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2331658110299865712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2331658110299865712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2331658110299865712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2331658110299865712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/08/return-to-school.html' title='Return to School'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-1148355676952450331</id><published>2009-07-07T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:45:28.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Sunsets II</title><content type='html'>Just love the sunsets around here.  The ones at the bottom are taken over the river. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SlQH-8d8zDI/AAAAAAAAAsw/nlZxPExWA6Y/s1600-h/jinis+camera+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355914634815392818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SlQH-8d8zDI/AAAAAAAAAsw/nlZxPExWA6Y/s320/jinis+camera+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SlQH-iU_iPI/AAAAAAAAAso/384pkaObHaU/s1600-h/jinis+camera+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355914627798501618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SlQH-iU_iPI/AAAAAAAAAso/384pkaObHaU/s320/jinis+camera+115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SlQHSHyiZuI/AAAAAAAAAsg/2NxchUmSHYw/s1600-h/jinis+camera+114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355913864760420066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SlQHSHyiZuI/AAAAAAAAAsg/2NxchUmSHYw/s320/jinis+camera+114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SlQHRzJVcSI/AAAAAAAAAsY/6bfTKlcgoxM/s1600-h/jinis+camera+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355913859218895138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SlQHRzJVcSI/AAAAAAAAAsY/6bfTKlcgoxM/s320/jinis+camera+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SlQHRkZZO_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/sLb8wRnfPcI/s1600-h/jinis+camera+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355913855259720690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SlQHRkZZO_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/sLb8wRnfPcI/s320/jinis+camera+112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SlQHRP5WaLI/AAAAAAAAAsI/EAXKx13CBvo/s1600-h/jinis+camera+111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355913849756608690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SlQHRP5WaLI/AAAAAAAAAsI/EAXKx13CBvo/s320/jinis+camera+111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-1148355676952450331?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/1148355676952450331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=1148355676952450331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1148355676952450331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1148355676952450331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/07/florida-sunsets-ii.html' title='Florida Sunsets II'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SlQH-8d8zDI/AAAAAAAAAsw/nlZxPExWA6Y/s72-c/jinis+camera+116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-3431597943620066982</id><published>2009-07-04T20:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:54:38.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!!!</title><content type='html'>Those of you that read and enjoyed last years post abut watching the fireworks will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; that I do not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; similar post this year.  We began our day planning our evening of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sitting&lt;/span&gt; and waiting for the fireworks.  About 3 hours before the scheduled start time for the fireworks, we had one of "scattered" Florida &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thunderstorms&lt;/span&gt;.   Living in Florida in the summer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thunderstorms&lt;/span&gt; are a &lt;strong&gt;DAILY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;occurrence&lt;/span&gt; so you take preventive measures like roll your car windows up, cover things that you do not want to get wet.  Come on its Florida and that is what you should do - afternoon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thunderstorms&lt;/span&gt; are not a surprise.  Apparently &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; people in charge of our fireworks are &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;FLORIDIOTS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because along came our afternoon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thunderstorm&lt;/span&gt; and they failed to cover up the fireworks.  So we came home with our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Arby's&lt;/span&gt; roast beefs and watched the fireworks in Washington DC on TV.  Hope your towns were better at handling their fireworks than our towns was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 4th of JULY!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-3431597943620066982?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/3431597943620066982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=3431597943620066982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3431597943620066982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3431597943620066982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/07/h.html' title='Happy 4th of July!!!'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-7558781834561975414</id><published>2009-06-26T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:23:37.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accomplishment or Just Archaic and Pathetic</title><content type='html'>Today marked what I once viewed as a milestone...an accomplishment if you will. Now I am not so sure. Today I reached the milestone of having worked for my company for 20 years. Yes that's right 20 years and that equals more than 1/2 my life that I have given to my employer. As I contemplate all that means, I am not sure what I think or even how I feel about this "accomplishment". Perhaps I am a little bit of a throwback to an era that has come and gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a degree of pride... how many people my age can say they have been with their employer for two decades. I grew up with the stories of my grandfather having worked for his company for decades. I was always impressed by the loyalty that he had for his company. The loyalty trickled into all our lives. To this day, many of my shopping expeditions revolve around the company to which he dedicated his life. (my wedding gown and all my bridesmaids wore dresses from that company) Not unlike grandfather, I have a feeling of loyalty toward my company; however, I sometimes question whether my loyalty is misplaced. I think companies in general today view their employees as less than an investment and more as a replaceable commodity. The hierarchy in my company is always telling us to hire quality people; and I believe the issues for that lie with the expectations that everyone that comes through your front door will perform at the level of a seasoned employee within moments of starting the job. The true reality is that quality employees are created through development, training and coaching(ie. the investment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company does make a small effort to recognize our service and about a month ago they mailed my 20 year pin to the store. Well the pin was suppose to have diamond look chip in the upper left corner. That's right folks, my pin arrived with the little diamond looking chip missing and an obvious hole where the chip was supposed to be. Now I found that amusing but someone did call about the pin being defective (no not me - I was not that concerned). A new one is being mailed out and we can just "toss the defective one" in the trash while the person telling us that acted put out that we would even ask about such a thing. I think that probably sums up the corporate attitude about someone giving the company 20 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-7558781834561975414?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/7558781834561975414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=7558781834561975414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7558781834561975414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7558781834561975414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/06/accomplishment-or-just-archaic-and.html' title='Accomplishment or Just Archaic and Pathetic'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-4599174872277939900</id><published>2009-06-09T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:06:04.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from the Dance Recital</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/Si6IPY0Aq3I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/EJ3jFW0pgv4/s1600-h/BSYO+and+Dance+327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345359605675371378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/Si6IPY0Aq3I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/EJ3jFW0pgv4/s320/BSYO+and+Dance+327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I finally managed to get through the photos from Meghan's dance recital. There are 134 photos on my Facebook page for those that are interested. However, this is probably my favorite picture that we took between the dress rehearsal and the recital. Mamoo and Papoo made it to be here with us for the recital. Meghan has another BSYO performance tomorrow and they will be here to enjoy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-4599174872277939900?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/4599174872277939900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=4599174872277939900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4599174872277939900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4599174872277939900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures-from-dance-recital.html' title='Pictures from the Dance Recital'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/Si6IPY0Aq3I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/EJ3jFW0pgv4/s72-c/BSYO+and+Dance+327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-5922408209209212017</id><published>2009-05-25T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:10:50.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nibbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bird'/><title type='text'>The Stare Down</title><content type='html'>The Proud Papa!!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/ShtOttnRjhI/AAAAAAAAAjw/ZQkDzMYPKRo/s1600-h/P5253526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339948330423258642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/ShtOttnRjhI/AAAAAAAAAjw/ZQkDzMYPKRo/s320/P5253526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can eat this bird. Maybe?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/ShtOK8kA_nI/AAAAAAAAAjo/nYgbJkdH32w/s1600-h/P5253650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339947733140700786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/ShtOK8kA_nI/AAAAAAAAAjo/nYgbJkdH32w/s320/P5253650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to feed the babies.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/ShtOKiIoQ9I/AAAAAAAAAjg/l28igI-NLY8/s1600-h/P5253646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339947726046512082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/ShtOKiIoQ9I/AAAAAAAAAjg/l28igI-NLY8/s320/P5253646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The Stare Down" The cat cannot see inside my nest today. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/ShtOKbCqulI/AAAAAAAAAjY/cuNoBuFTMPk/s1600-h/P5253523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339947724142459474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/ShtOKbCqulI/AAAAAAAAAjY/cuNoBuFTMPk/s320/P5253523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/ShtOKOmW9rI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/xN1Xhs8vJRU/s1600-h/P5253627.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nibbles and the bird who I have named Gloria had a stare down this morning. I really thought it was odd that she was not flitting around in the branches like she usually does, but I figured she was just trying to aggravate the cat. Later in the morning Meghan and I noticed that she was perched at the edge of the nest with something in her beak. As we watched something moved in the nest. There are at least two babies in the nest that were not there yesterday. We watched throughout the day and also managed to see the proud papa guarding the area in the afternoon. So now folks we need a name for two babies and the proud papa. Nibbles spent the afternoon playing with his toy bird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-5922408209209212017?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/5922408209209212017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=5922408209209212017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5922408209209212017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5922408209209212017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/05/stare-down.html' title='The Stare Down'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/ShtOttnRjhI/AAAAAAAAAjw/ZQkDzMYPKRo/s72-c/P5253526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2518061404449352184</id><published>2009-05-16T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T14:27:33.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bird</title><content type='html'>The bird is getting use to us and appears to becoming more comfortable.  She does not go flying everytime we come out the door.  She was in her nest when I left for work this morning and she was there when we came home this afternoon.  We have bought bird feeders and bird seed, but we still do not have a name.  So again please help provide suggestions for her name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2518061404449352184?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2518061404449352184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2518061404449352184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2518061404449352184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2518061404449352184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/05/bird.html' title='The Bird'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2030869796779870629</id><published>2009-05-14T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T09:30:32.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Name the Bird</title><content type='html'>Just a little while ago, I posted about a bird that built her nest just outside our front octagon window.  Since we will begin "providing" for her, I feel we should have a name.  So Internet, please help us find a name.  Pictures are in the previous post.  Meghan will choose from the suggestions.  The choosen name will be posted in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and be creative!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2030869796779870629?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2030869796779870629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2030869796779870629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2030869796779870629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2030869796779870629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/05/name-bird.html' title='Name the Bird'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-7380168920355698782</id><published>2009-05-14T06:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T07:18:34.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outdoor Friends'/><title type='text'>Bird Moves In &amp; Cat Goes Nuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/Sgwm7CmJ-cI/AAAAAAAAAjI/sdxrhfYogT8/s1600-h/bird+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335682454278240706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/Sgwm7CmJ-cI/AAAAAAAAAjI/sdxrhfYogT8/s320/bird+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The "bird in the bush".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/Sgwm7E3I-TI/AAAAAAAAAjA/yrB8EnD9Mp4/s1600-h/bird+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335682454886349106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/Sgwm7E3I-TI/AAAAAAAAAjA/yrB8EnD9Mp4/s320/bird+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bird watching!!!!  I just want a "nibble".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/Sgwm68ZXX9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/cOyt3ghD5_o/s1600-h/bird+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335682452613980114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/Sgwm68ZXX9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/cOyt3ghD5_o/s320/bird+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camera shy!!  Catch me if you can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/Sgwm6m5FceI/AAAAAAAAAiw/D5p6-QoSCtc/s1600-h/bird+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335682446841442786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/Sgwm6m5FceI/AAAAAAAAAiw/D5p6-QoSCtc/s320/bird+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bird watching!!!!  Please just a taste!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/Sgwm6Xg2HwI/AAAAAAAAAio/o5DasPFHcjo/s1600-h/bird+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335682442713243394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/Sgwm6Xg2HwI/AAAAAAAAAio/o5DasPFHcjo/s320/bird+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll build my nest so I can aggravate the cat.  He can't catch me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SgwkUhy7kDI/AAAAAAAAAig/_9KCKswjXK8/s1600-h/bird+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335679593615167538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SgwkUhy7kDI/AAAAAAAAAig/_9KCKswjXK8/s320/bird+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bird's nest with a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Birdseye&lt;/span&gt;" view of the world.  Keeping the cat close to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our house has this octagon window at the front which we thought was neat when we bought our house. However, the reality of living with that window far outweighs it's neatness. Our cats on the other hand have loved to sit in that window and watch outside. Nibbles tends to be very quite when sitting in that window, but lately he has been very vocal and agitated when in the window. Yesterday I found out why. A bird has built a nest in the Hibiscus that is just outside the window. The bird was actually quite smart about the placement of the nest because it places her just under the eaves of the house and is located in the back of the bush. Plus she is driving the cat nuts. I spent part if yesterday and this morning trying to take her picture. She has proven to be camera shy making it difficult to snap that shot, but she did cooperate this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the pictures.  Watch Meghan's blog in the coming weeks too.  Tomorrow we are buying a bird feeder and bird seed.  I guess this means we will have to name her.  Help with name suggestions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-7380168920355698782?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/7380168920355698782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=7380168920355698782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7380168920355698782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7380168920355698782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/05/bird-moves-in-cat-goes-nuts.html' title='Bird Moves In &amp; Cat Goes Nuts'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/Sgwm7CmJ-cI/AAAAAAAAAjI/sdxrhfYogT8/s72-c/bird+055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-492111949425669820</id><published>2009-05-11T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:10:27.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shuttle'/><title type='text'>STS - 125 Atlantis Lifts Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SgjZduJoFKI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vBe45Z-TZJo/s1600-h/Shuttle+Atlantis+STS125_011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334752863248192674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SgjZduJoFKI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vBe45Z-TZJo/s320/Shuttle+Atlantis+STS125_011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here in our part of Florida, we are counting down the remaining Shuttle missions. Today Space Shuttle Atlantis lifted off for the final Hubble Telescope mission. As these missions wind down for the shuttle program's scheduled retirement, each shuttle launch brings the end of an era a little closer in our world. I remember being in grade school and televisions being rolled in for us to watch the first launches of the new shuttle program. Living in this area has provided me the opportunity to experience the thrill of these massive vehicles lumbering into space up close and personal and share awe inspiring event with my daughter. Today because the launch time was so close to the time to pick Meghan up from school, I experienced the shuttle's race to space from my front yard. How incredibly lucky we are to live where we can have this experience in our backyard (or in our front yard since our house faces east). For those of you unfamiliar with were we live, we live south and a little west of the Kennedy Space Center. So to see the shuttle we must look north and east. One of our new neighbors came rushing out of her house to watch. I had to tell her to turn around and look the other way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-492111949425669820?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/492111949425669820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=492111949425669820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/492111949425669820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/492111949425669820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/05/sts-125-atlantis-lifts-off.html' title='STS - 125 Atlantis Lifts Off'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SgjZduJoFKI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vBe45Z-TZJo/s72-c/Shuttle+Atlantis+STS125_011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-8683641581955321285</id><published>2009-05-06T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:24:57.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People are unbelievable</title><content type='html'>Alan has been having problems with his shoulder for about 2 weeks now;  and I have been going to bed at night with the ben gay aroma strong enough to clear my sinuses and make my eyes water.  As we leaving Cracker Barrel after breakfast this morning, the pain spread down into his arm so he agreed to go see a doctor.  We went to this new urgent care/walk in clinic near for him to see a doctor.  Alan was taken back fairly quickly so he did not get to finish watching &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bolt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the waiting room.  Alan was back there quite awhile so I was sitting in the waiting room quite awhile where sniffling, coughing and sneezing people were coming and going.  I hope no one had the Swine Flu :)  Oh yes I was able to finish watching &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bolt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but I won't tell him how it ends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps its because I minored in Sociology in college, but I enjoy watching people and how they interact with the environment around them.  I found this to be more entertaining than watching &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bolt.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;People watching can be such fun especially you are not a participant.  First there was the guy who came in wanting the doctor to write something that said he was well.  When the girl explained that he would have to have a physical he said he did not want a physical that all he needed was for the doctor to fill out this form saying he was well.  The girl at the desk tried to explain it was not possible to do without a physical.   Once this was explained he pulled out an insurance card.  This made her explain that his insurance would not pay for a physical from an urgent care facility and he would have to pay out of pocket for it.  This "gentleman" grabbed his card mumbling that he would make some phone calls and be back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next guy to draw my attention was a bigoted buffoon that wanted to know if they accepted his insurance.  when they confirmed that they did he wanted to know how much he would have to pay.  The girl at the desk replied she did not know and but would find out when she contacted them.  He wanted to know how she would be able to do that and why just looking at his card would not tell her.  She explained she would either call them or find out on the Internet.  The guy then asked who the doctors were and the girl at the desk told him which doctor was in today.  Then get this, the buffoon leans over the counter and whispers (still loud enough to be heard in the waiting room) and asks if the doctors there were Americans.  The girl at counter was obviously at a loss as to what to say as she stared at this man so the guy leans forward and says "you know are they Americans".  After several minutes of silence the girl told him that the doctors at the clinic will all board certified physicians.  The man nodded and said okay and left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are going to be picky about the doctor you see, then you probably should go to somewhere besides an urgent care/walk in clinic.   Since we have been here, I have encountered many foreign born doctors that have been excellent.  One of the surgeons that operated on me in 2007, was foreign born but had been in the United States long enough that he had been a surgeon in the hospital in New York that my grandfather had been treated in for cancer.  In fact it is possible that he may have been involved with some of my grandfather's surgeries.  Keep in mind that my grandfather's last cancer surgery was the day I was born.  Besides last I knew, at some point everyone here was not an American.  By the way for those that may be concerned, Alan is fine, he simply has a pinched nerve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-8683641581955321285?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/8683641581955321285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=8683641581955321285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8683641581955321285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8683641581955321285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/05/people-are-unbelievable.html' title='People are unbelievable'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-7015836038043790191</id><published>2009-04-28T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:04:26.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Sunsets I</title><content type='html'>There some good points to living here in Florida and the sunsets are definitely one of those good points.  We have many beautiful sinsets.  The sunrises are beautiful also, but well they happen sooo early.  I am usually already at work or I have to take Meghan to school.  After school is out Meghan and I will try to go sit on the beach for a couple of sunrises and post pictures of our favorites on our blogs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SffP0biCvmI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YfLK6W5agn4/s1600-h/various+polaroid+jinis+208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329957183666962018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SffP0biCvmI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YfLK6W5agn4/s320/various+polaroid+jinis+208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SffOi2LsVvI/AAAAAAAAAhw/nrMT_QyVHRo/s1600-h/various+polaroid+jinis+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329955782071703282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SffOi2LsVvI/AAAAAAAAAhw/nrMT_QyVHRo/s320/various+polaroid+jinis+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SffOLDnzFdI/AAAAAAAAAho/iy7nI1q0r-Y/s1600-h/various+polaroid+jinis+209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329955373362386386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SffOLDnzFdI/AAAAAAAAAho/iy7nI1q0r-Y/s320/various+polaroid+jinis+209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SffNrx6N8rI/AAAAAAAAAhg/BmI4VdqjRS0/s1600-h/various+polaroid+jinis+210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329954836031861426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SffNrx6N8rI/AAAAAAAAAhg/BmI4VdqjRS0/s320/various+polaroid+jinis+210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-7015836038043790191?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/7015836038043790191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=7015836038043790191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7015836038043790191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7015836038043790191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/04/florida-sunsets-i.html' title='Florida Sunsets I'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SffP0biCvmI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YfLK6W5agn4/s72-c/various+polaroid+jinis+208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2578194002927037478</id><published>2009-04-28T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T09:25:20.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbing...</title><content type='html'>I have been very negligent in leaving any post lately. Things have been hectic at work for both Alan and I. Combine that with Meghan winding down the school year, things just seem to be happening very fast. When I have been online, I have been hanging out on sites that do not require me to be an active participant - you know the places where you can take stupid quizzes or just post a statement. Twitter has been a favorite lately since I can leave a statement that I do not necessarily have to explain or analyze why I have that thought. In addition I have been hanging out on Face book too. I went to Face book when my high school group moved there from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt; groups a couple of months ago. I have actually spent the past few weeks looking for friends from high school and have managed to be back in touch with several people that I lost contact with years ago and found others that will get me in touch with others I hope. Some of these people go back to kindergarten. Sort of cool to hear what all these people are up to now. While searching through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;, I found something very disturbing, and it is the main reason for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While searching for one person in particular, I found her uncle who was only two years older than us. I searched through his friends to see if by chance she was listed. I was very disturbed by the number of people I recognized on his friends list. There are  a large chunk of people that were listed as friends that I know for a fact had very little or nothing to do with him in high school and yet now they are okay with people seeing their name attached to him as a friend. Of course I realize that as we "grow up",  we are suppose to move past the whole clique stage from high school; however, I still find it very disturbing that this many people are changing their tune like this. Maybe going to Hollywood and being in a couple of movies makes these people suddenly proud to claim you as a friend. I suppose my real problem with this is that it means that some of the people I went to high school with have not really "grown up" enough to be any less shallow than they were in high school. Perhaps they are simply try to right their past behavior but I wonder whether they would still be listed on his friends page had he stayed local and not gone to Hollywood. I just find this all very hypocritical. Am I simply to cynical?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2578194002927037478?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2578194002927037478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2578194002927037478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2578194002927037478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2578194002927037478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/04/disturbing.html' title='Disturbing...'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-6373221293331702283</id><published>2009-04-22T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:23:36.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its That Time Of Year Again...</title><content type='html'>Well folks its that time of year again.  I used to think that Christmas time was the most expensive time of year but I think I am starting to reevaluate that concept.  We are at the end of April and it is time for the wallet to open again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we received the registration forms for dance class and the audition information for BSYO.  Of course there are registration fees associated with both these forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up are the purchase of tickets to the BSYO final performance of the year and tickets for the danced recital.  This year is the first time that there has been a limit on the number of free tickets you get for the dance recital if your child is in more than one class.  In addition, we were also given the type of tights, shoes and accessories we need to purchase for the recital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a reward there are all the dinners that come after these events.  (Can you say Red Lobster 3 times within a month)  Now might be the time to purchase stock in Darden restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be forgotten is the end of the school year.  Yeah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-6373221293331702283?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/6373221293331702283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=6373221293331702283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6373221293331702283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6373221293331702283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-that-time-of-year-again.html' title='Its That Time Of Year Again...'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-3858680321205824062</id><published>2009-04-20T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:47:59.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BSYO and Meghan</title><content type='html'>We had BSYO rehearsal this evening.  These kids range from 1st grade to 9th grade.  They have worked all year and you can hear the progress but tonight they were outstanding.  I wish all of you could hear this group.   Their next concert is on May 17th.  Audtions for next year will follow soon after the concert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meghan is working on her solo for her school concert.  She is playing Jesu, Man's Desiring.  The school is rapidly coming to a close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-3858680321205824062?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/3858680321205824062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=3858680321205824062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3858680321205824062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3858680321205824062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/04/bsyo-and-meghan.html' title='BSYO and Meghan'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-7359935912074464455</id><published>2009-04-12T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T07:21:13.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter to everyone.  Today we will be going to my mom's house for Meghan's private egg hunt.  Last night we took Alan's new car on  a drive down US 1 and A1A.  What a fun drive.  We saw Jupiter Lighthouse in operation at night with the light lit with the moon as a background.  What a beautiful sight that was.  We did try to take pictures with my mom's camera.  Hopefully we have some pics that I can salvage to post here.  We will try again sometime when we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; camera with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-7359935912074464455?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/7359935912074464455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=7359935912074464455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7359935912074464455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7359935912074464455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-525260470866635082</id><published>2009-04-12T00:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:47:57.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Pointless</title><content type='html'>I put a small effort into posting a reading list in the columns on this page.  I believe I am going to abandon any attempt in that direction.   Many of you may look at this as a very half hearted attempt;  however, for those of you that do not know me well - let me explain.  By the time I realize I have not added recent books I have read, it is simply too late to try to catch up.  I usually read 4 - 6 books a week.  Anyone else that is an avid reader that is interested in maybe a team blog about the books we read then I am interested.  I could chose a book here and there instead of trying to keep up posting to the list.  Contact me through the comments here, email or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; to let me know you are interested - it might be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-525260470866635082?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/525260470866635082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=525260470866635082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/525260470866635082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/525260470866635082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-pointless.html' title='How Pointless'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2516440456610819844</id><published>2009-03-22T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T10:02:42.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Needed Time Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/ScZP7uMc3LI/AAAAAAAAAgo/h5HNwAvdkis/s1600-h/general+pics+235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316024297588579506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/ScZP7uMc3LI/AAAAAAAAAgo/h5HNwAvdkis/s320/general+pics+235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday we went to west coast of Florida to see some family on my Dad's side. It was in celebration of the 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday of a cousin. For those of you not familiar with how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;whacked&lt;/span&gt; the generations are in my family, I am the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;generation&lt;/span&gt; as the cousin turning 50. The only cousins I have close in age to me are my dad's brothers kids, but due to distance, I have never met them. I would love to get to know them but alas it does not seem possible. Anyhow, this picture contains 4 generations.:) Wow!!! For those of you looking for me, do not waste your time - someone had to take the picture The party was held in  beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Phillippe&lt;/span&gt; Park. Which turned out to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;significance&lt;/span&gt; for Meghan as they  recently studied in Florida History about different Indians and there was an Indian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ceremonial&lt;/span&gt; mound there the she could see. I will try to post other photos as time allows. Meghan took pictures also, so maybe I will find time to get her on her blog to post some pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2516440456610819844?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2516440456610819844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2516440456610819844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2516440456610819844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2516440456610819844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/03/much-needed-time-away.html' title='Much Needed Time Away'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/ScZP7uMc3LI/AAAAAAAAAgo/h5HNwAvdkis/s72-c/general+pics+235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-3210700385056650768</id><published>2009-03-15T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:34:50.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Have Things Changed for You....</title><content type='html'>I thought this would be fun  for all.  Put your answers in the comments and have fun !!! You probably don't want to be too specific - I am not. &lt;br /&gt;****15 YEARS AGO (1994)****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How old were you?   21 &lt;br /&gt;2) Who were you dating? Alan&lt;br /&gt;3) Where did you work?   A store&lt;br /&gt;4) Where did you live?   Georgia&lt;br /&gt;5) Where did you hang out?  work and school with the occassional movie thrown in&lt;br /&gt;6) Did you wear contacts and/or glasses? glasses - (changed to contacts in 1995)&lt;br /&gt;7) Who were your best friends?   Alan, Angie and Sandra&lt;br /&gt;8) How many tattoos did you have? 0&lt;br /&gt;9) How many piercings did you have? 2 (1 for each ear - how prudish)&lt;br /&gt;10) What kind of car did you drive?  1982 Chevy Camaro&lt;br /&gt;11) Had you been to a real party?  yes&lt;br /&gt;12) Had you had your heart broken?   yes &lt;br /&gt;13) Were you Single/taken/Married/Divorced?  taken  &lt;br /&gt;14) Any Kids?  0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****** 10 years ago 1999********&lt;br /&gt;15) How old were you?   26&lt;br /&gt;16) Who were you dating? no one I was married&lt;br /&gt;17) Where did you work? same place a different location&lt;br /&gt;18) Where did you live? Ga.&lt;br /&gt;19) Where did you hang out? home - I had a newborn that was almost 2 months old&lt;br /&gt;20) Who were your best friends?   Alan, Angie and Sandra (although I did not see much if them) and Debbie&lt;br /&gt;21) How many tattoos did you have?    0&lt;br /&gt;22) How many piercings did you have? 2 - 1 for each ear&lt;br /&gt;23) Had your heart broken?  yes&lt;br /&gt;24) Were you Single/Taken/Married/Divorced? married &lt;br /&gt;25) Any Kids?  1 - a newborn girl&lt;br /&gt;26) What kind of car did you have? 1989 Olds Cutlass Supreme (one of my favorite cars)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****TODAY (2009)****&lt;br /&gt;27) Age?  36 - at least for a few more months&lt;br /&gt;28) Where do you work?  same place - for those counting it will be 20 years in June&lt;br /&gt;29) Where do you live?  Florida&lt;br /&gt;30) Who are your closest friends? Alan, Patty, Tracy, Sandra and Sabrina (who knows more secrets about me than my husband and can tell you how many times I was grounded as a kid including the day she 1st tried to meet me)  &lt;br /&gt;31) Do you talk to your old friends?  I try but only through email mostly&lt;br /&gt;32) How many piercings do you have? 2 - still only one in each ear&lt;br /&gt;33) How many tattoos?   0&lt;br /&gt;34) What kind of car do you have? Black Chevy Tahoe &lt;br /&gt;35) Had your heart been broken?  yes&lt;br /&gt;36) How many kids?    1 - a girl&lt;br /&gt;37) Are you Single/Taken/Married/Divorce?  Very happily married&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-3210700385056650768?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/3210700385056650768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=3210700385056650768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3210700385056650768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3210700385056650768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-have-things-changed-for-you.html' title='How Have Things Changed for You....'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-4944984784720228180</id><published>2009-03-08T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:39:04.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Change</title><content type='html'>Of course today was the day to "Spring Ahead" an hour.  I do not know about anyone else, but I really did not feel much like "springing" anywhere much less an hour ahead.    To make things all that much better, I had to be at work at 7am.  :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we went to bed last night, I made sure that I had everything set correctly.  I even plugged in my regular alarm clock in that off chance that the cable boxes and cell phones failed to do the job of moving themselves forward.  The precautions were in place.  Apparently our phones took offense to this and at 2 am this morning, rang with the alert that they were moving forward an hour.  Now this is really messed up since I am already losing an hour of sleep that I desperately need and the phone wakes me up at 2 am to tell me it is moving the time forward an hour.   To add insult to injury, I have to press OK to accept this or an annoying little light flashes on the phone.  Just one more piece in the plan to rob me of  hour or more of sleep.   (I do not sleep well when light sneaks in - it must be pitch black for me to really sleep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with that off my mind, I am going to go find that missing hour of sleep.  I hope I find it before the fall when we turn the clocks back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-4944984784720228180?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/4944984784720228180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=4944984784720228180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4944984784720228180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4944984784720228180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-change.html' title='Time Change'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-8359753628148566648</id><published>2009-03-02T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T19:46:10.870-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family and friends'/><title type='text'>What Graciousness and Courage</title><content type='html'>For little over a week, our family has been dealing with having to say goodbye to a very dear member of the family - Jo Anne. It is a time of great sadness as we see and hear of friends and family filing in to spend time with her during her final days. We have made the trip two times over the past week. As we made each of those drives, I regretted the fact that life tends to keep us so busy that we did not go to see her more frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we visit with her, I am astonished at how gracious she is to each and every one of her visitors. You can tell she is tired but she still makes the effort to talk and comfort her guest. While we were with her, she reminisced about the time we stayed with her during Hurricane Frances in 2004. What wonderful memories we share of that stressful time. Meghan played &lt;em&gt;Jesu, Mans Desiring &lt;/em&gt;for her&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;She seemed to enjoy her impromptu concert; however, she has inspired Meghan and her playing of the violin in a way that no one else has in a very long time. We hope that Meghan has given her a gift through her music, but Meghan's Great Aunt Jo gave Meghan a wonderful gift by allowing her to play for her and seeing the joy that she is capable of giving with her music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of the stress her situation creates not just for her but everyone else as they deal with her illness and her imminent passing, it strikes you as to what an incredible gift she has been given to have these final moments with her family and friends. The gifts that she has given over these past few weeks will live on well past her and bring comfort and joy to people for years to come. Isn't that really what we all hope for in the long run - to leave some part of ourselves with those we will leave behind so that we will be remembered; and thereby continue to live one in the hearts of others even after we are gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please click on Dianne's album and see pictures of this courageous woman. She is truly incredible and such a beautiful example of grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-8359753628148566648?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/8359753628148566648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=8359753628148566648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8359753628148566648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8359753628148566648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-graciousness-and-courage.html' title='What Graciousness and Courage'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2571231410202911370</id><published>2009-02-24T19:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:09:58.826-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People watching'/><title type='text'>People Are Interesting</title><content type='html'>Sunday we had basically a customer appreciation sale on the guise of Friends and Family. We put out refreshments for the customers to enjoy while they shopped. Watching people get free cookies and snacks can be entertaining. One little boy (about age 11)was touching several of the items - picking them up and putting them down. When we told the child to touch only what he was going to take, he looked at us like what we were doing to telling him to tell him such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we get ready to draw a ticket for the door prizes, I find it fascinating to observe people's behavior. We generally ask a customer to draw the ticket for the door prize we are giving away. When you come toward them with the basket, some turn their head and put their hand in the basket and pull a ticket. Others close their eyes as they pull a ticket. Regardless of how they pull the ticket from the basket, they all eagerly look at the the ticket and read the name on the ticket before they hand the ticket back to us. Of course, everyone else crowds to the front of the store to watch the drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is definitely a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;psychology&lt;/span&gt; experiment waiting to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2571231410202911370?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2571231410202911370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2571231410202911370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2571231410202911370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2571231410202911370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/02/people-are-interesting.html' title='People Are Interesting'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-8000799041481078203</id><published>2009-02-09T20:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:18:49.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Treat For the BSYO</title><content type='html'>Monday nights are Meghan's rehearsal with the &lt;a href="http://bsyo.org/"&gt;BSYO&lt;/a&gt;. Tonight they received an hour long concert (called a master class) from the &lt;a href="http://www.viennapianotrio.com/"&gt;Vienna Piano Trio&lt;/a&gt;. The &lt;a href="http://www.melbournechambermusicsociety.com/"&gt;Melbourne Chamber Music Society &lt;/a&gt;brought the group to our area and then brought them to perform for the kids. This group was fantastic. I have heard a lot of professional musicians in my time but they are among the best. I have never been a huge strings fan (I know - weird since my daughter plays violin. I still think woodwinds are the best - the rest of the world is uninformed.), but they were good enough that it made me &lt;em&gt;almost &lt;/em&gt;want to play violin. Be sure to check out their website they are fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;em&gt;Sometimes the links do not show up as links, so run your cursor over the different group names and it should show up &lt;/em&gt;then.*******&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-8000799041481078203?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/8000799041481078203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=8000799041481078203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8000799041481078203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8000799041481078203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/02/treat-for-bsyo.html' title='A Treat For the BSYO'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2130835457625556963</id><published>2009-02-04T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:46:58.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Confuse Us</title><content type='html'>Alan and I began developing a love affair with lighthouses when we visited a &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/maritime/light/fortniag.htm"&gt;Fort Niagara &lt;/a&gt;in 1992. The love was cemented when we spent our honeymoon on &lt;a href="http://www.tybeelighthouse.org/lighthouse-history.htm"&gt;Tybee Island &lt;/a&gt;13 years ago. However, to keep the whole lighthouse thing in check, we came up with the rule that the only lighthouses we can collect are ones that we have been to. So now here we are are 17 years after our first lighthouse and we have only managed to see a total of four. With us and our mom's looking, we have quite a collection of &lt;a href="http://www.tybeelighthouse.org/lighthouse-history.htm"&gt;Tybee Island &lt;/a&gt;lighthouse items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have rearranged the living room and have this huge open spot on the wall that is begging for some type of very large picture to be the focal point. The place where Meghan rehearses with the&lt;a href="http://bsyo.org/"&gt; BSYO&lt;/a&gt; has paintings that you can place bids on if you are interested in acquiring. Well, there is a painting simply titled Lighthouse that closely looks like it is the &lt;a href="http://www.tybeelighthouse.org/lighthouse-history.htm"&gt;Tybee Island lighthouse&lt;/a&gt;. Alan and I have been "discussing" whether this was Tybee Island Lighthouse or not. Alan looked at a framed puzzle my mom has of lighthouses and noticed that the painting and the puzzle did not match. Then we continued to "discuss" whether the puzzle was wrong. Alan went to our photo album and looked at the picture that we took 13 years ago. That photo matched the picture we took. While he was doing that, I looked at the magnet on the frig and the framed post office stamp collection I bought Alan for an anniversary gift a couple of years ago. Both these matched the painting. So now we are still "discussing" and not really sure what the heck is going on. We turned to the Internet and found that &lt;a href="http://www.tybeelighthouse.org/lighthouse-history.htm"&gt;Tybee Island &lt;/a&gt;has been painted in six different ways throughout the decades. In 1999, Tybee Island was reverted to the fourth daymark. So both are right. Now we simply must decide whether to bid on the painting. For all our "discussion", we were both right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2130835457625556963?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2130835457625556963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2130835457625556963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2130835457625556963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2130835457625556963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-confuse-us.html' title='Don&apos;t Confuse Us'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-1797969207751992480</id><published>2009-01-31T06:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T06:56:18.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alan Jackson Concert</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday we went to the Alan Jackson Concert which was fantastic.  We were in a group of 12 that went to the concert.   We met the group we were going with at the home of one of the guys sisters who lives near the UCF arena.  While we are there waiting for everyone to get ready, the sister's roommate came in and was talking to the everyone.  Then she looks over and sees Alan and I and said "There are adults here, I hope I did not drop any F bombs".   Yes, we were the oldest of the group there, but really was it necessary to call us ADULTS.  Of course now I am really confused,  because just a few weeks ago the store manager where I am an assistant informed me and the other assistant manager  (who is in her 50s) we were not adults :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we divide up into two cars and proceed to leave for the concert.We drove my Tahoe which limited the number of number that could go with us.  Of course only 3 of us were sober enough to drive.  (The sister, Alan and me - wait maybe that is why we classified as ADULTS.)  The sister was driving a van with the rowdiest if the group which had three cameras going and the flashes were going off every few minutes for the entire drive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we get to the concert and we find our seats.  Everyone begins filing in for the concert and I noticed one of the t-shirts someone was wearing was an AC/DC t-shirt.  Dude...are you confused?  Of course Alan and I have a very eclectic taste in music so maybe he does to, but  AC/DC  t-shirt seems a little out place at a country concert.  The opening band was from Georgia and the fiddle player was awesome and made me wish Meghan was with us to hear him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rally enjoyed the concert.  Alan Jackson performed all my favorites for &lt;em&gt;Home&lt;/em&gt;.  He did not play Alan's favorite &lt;em&gt;Midnight In &lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Montgomery&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-1797969207751992480?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/1797969207751992480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=1797969207751992480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1797969207751992480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1797969207751992480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/01/alan-jackson-concert.html' title='Alan Jackson Concert'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2176642801223650114</id><published>2009-01-29T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:12:24.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Needed</title><content type='html'>One of the guys that works me is in a band that needs votes so they can win a local contest that will allow them to play at earthday birthday.    They have worked really hard, so please log on to&lt;a href="http://wjrr.com/"&gt; WJRR&lt;/a&gt;  and vote for them.  The band name is&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=238158660"&gt; Angels of Nightfall&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2176642801223650114?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2176642801223650114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2176642801223650114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2176642801223650114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2176642801223650114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/01/help-needed.html' title='Help Needed'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-9142591331158335438</id><published>2009-01-27T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:46:35.995-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Digging a hole'/><title type='text'>No Win Situation For Alan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SX_-RWbJqRI/AAAAAAAAAf4/oCDlRCg6GzY/s1600-h/misc+photo+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296231260841683218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SX_-RWbJqRI/AAAAAAAAAf4/oCDlRCg6GzY/s320/misc+photo+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SX_-RN9LTKI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Fcjkp0E3gfY/s1600-h/misc+photo+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296231258568477858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SX_-RN9LTKI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Fcjkp0E3gfY/s320/misc+photo+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; without  glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan managed to create a no win situation for himself this morning. I wore my glasses for the entire day to day. I prefer my contacts and tend to leave them in longer than I should; however, today I left them in the entire day. So we went for breakfast and he says I really like you in glasses - "You look smart". Of course I immediately pick up on the implication that I must not look smart with out them. Of course this creates a no win situation for Alan...he cannot possibly get out of this. So I took pictures this evening with and without glasses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-9142591331158335438?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/9142591331158335438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=9142591331158335438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/9142591331158335438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/9142591331158335438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-win-situation-for-alan.html' title='No Win Situation For Alan'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SX_-RWbJqRI/AAAAAAAAAf4/oCDlRCg6GzY/s72-c/misc+photo+138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-4085006682758367309</id><published>2009-01-23T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T12:21:24.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Excited</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow night Alan and I are going to a concert in Orlando at the UCF arena. I am really excited. The last concert we went to was the Hilary Duff concert we took Meghan to a couple of years ago. We are going to see Alan Jackson's Good Time Tour. We are gong with a group that we know from Alan's job. They are all younger than us but that's ok. I get to see Alan Jackson in concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we moved to Florida, we lived near were he grew up, and I even worked with people that knew him when he was growing up. He performed frequently around Atalnta but I could never go. Rather ironic, I had to move away fro the Atlanta area in order to actually make it to one of his concerts. Every now and then when I listen to him sing &lt;em&gt;Chattahoochee, &lt;/em&gt;I become a little homesick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we will have a good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-4085006682758367309?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/4085006682758367309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=4085006682758367309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4085006682758367309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4085006682758367309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-excited.html' title='So Excited'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-6840469935514585485</id><published>2009-01-21T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T09:24:15.474-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floridiots'/><title type='text'>What "Floridiots" Wear When It Is Cold</title><content type='html'>As the temperatures have plummeted around the country, Florida has been plunging right along with the rest of the country. Of course until last night we had not been dropping ridiculously low. The temps this morning have been upper 20s and lower 30s. Since we do not experience cold on a regular basis and because it usually warms up dramatically during the day, it can be hard to decide what wear. For the past week, I have observed various methods of handling the cool temperatures in Florida. I only regret that I have not taken photos to share with you. Hopefully your imagination will help you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up first was the 70+ year old woman in the full length rabbit fur coat. This in and of its self would not stand out, but she was wearing a pair of spring heeled sandals that I jokingly refer to as "Jesus" looking sandals and the the pants looked like they were from one of the wind suits that were popular in the 80s. Add to this  perfectly made up face and perfectly done hair, you have the image that woman projected.  Before you ask, no she was not senile and is fairly typical of the well to do elderly that live in this area.   Individually none of these would have been crazy, but together they were most definitely made this woman a standout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also the guy last night at the grocery store. He was wearing shorts  and sandals(yes , shorts and sandals - legs and feet completely bear in 30 degree temperatures) along with a thick ski looking coat with gloves.  (Hey he might have been warmer if he had something covering those legs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; feet. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I agree layers are the way to go. That is why Meghan has had so many missing warm clothing items from her wardrobe. However, I have this mistaken idea that layers should be worn in such a way as to let you taken off the outer layer and still be able to be dressed in an appropriate manner. In that vein, I do not understand wearing your shorts on the outside of your sweatpants.  What is the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal favorite is those that wear socks with their sandals. If your feet are cold enough to wear socks then wear a real pair of shoes. By the way, black socks do not make sandals dress shoes during the summer either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be sure to share your favorite outfits in the comments section. Especially those of you here in Florida, I am sure that there are some common combinations that beg mentioning that I have overlooked. Every area has its peculiar clothing combinations that seem &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;incongruous&lt;/span&gt; for the season and/or weather. and I cannot wait to read any combinations that you leave in the comment section.   We see lots of "fun" combinations in all weather conditions here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as cold weather goes, I have my own issues. When we lived in Georgia, I had lots of cold weather clothing; however, with weight fluctuations and thinning things out, I have managed to have very little left and tend to scramble to find something functional. Cold is always fun with Meghan. Having lived here the majority of her life she does not fully grasp the concept that when it is cold that you dress in slightly warmer clothing so there are mornings that she gets up and puts on shorts, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;skorts&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;carpi's&lt;/span&gt;. Today was class pictures which are done outside so she wore a sweater and actually asked where it was when she got up. It won't get warm enough today to take it off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-6840469935514585485?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/6840469935514585485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=6840469935514585485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6840469935514585485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6840469935514585485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-floridiots-wear-when-it-is-cold.html' title='What &quot;Floridiots&quot; Wear When It Is Cold'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-3030456576048954180</id><published>2009-01-18T19:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T07:51:45.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Does Time Go?</title><content type='html'>I never really had the sensation of how fast time truly flies until I had a child. Meghan turned 10 yesterday. I must say that in regards to her, time has definitely flown. The third president of her lifetime is about to be sworn in to office. Ten years ago when I went to the hospital for the beginning of our adventure as parents, President Clinton was going through his impeachment hearings, and the first nurse I had ( I was on the 3rd shift of nurses before Meghan finally arrived) kept turning the channel back to impeachment hearings telling me that I could tell my daughter that I watched history in the making while I was in labor. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pleeeeaaaase&lt;/span&gt;... did she really think that is what I wanted to watch while I was in labor. I think not. When I finally won the TV war, I watched &lt;em&gt;Don't Tell Mom The Babysitter Is Dead. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Meghan turns 10, once again we are are witnessing historical presidential moments as the nation prepares for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Obama's&lt;/span&gt; inauguration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Meghan's birthday she wanted to go to Disney for her birthday but Alan could not get off work to go. Meghan did not want to go without Alan so we will celebrate both Alan 's and Meghan's birthdays at Disney on Alan's birthday. (Alan is thrilled - I think he should have his picture taken with Mickey for his birthday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-3030456576048954180?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/3030456576048954180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=3030456576048954180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3030456576048954180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3030456576048954180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2009/01/where-does-time-go.html' title='Where Does Time Go?'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-5320405756693565741</id><published>2008-12-28T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T07:13:00.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Irony ...</title><content type='html'>The other day while I was at work, a woman came into the store wearing a t-shi that said "Burnettes are going to rule the world". Now as burnette myself I really liked the shirt; however, I must say that I found it extremely odd to for this person to being wearing this shirt since she was very blonde. Now I am sure that she was not a natural blond but I find it very ironic that a blonde would wear a shirt like this. I believe that was leaving herself wide open to be the but of someone's joke. For those of you wondering why blonde jokes exist - well here is your answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-5320405756693565741?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/5320405756693565741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=5320405756693565741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5320405756693565741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5320405756693565741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/12/irony-of-it-all.html' title='The Irony ...'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-469176372246660612</id><published>2008-12-25T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T11:00:08.272-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nibbles'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas from Nibbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SVPXgLTS4NI/AAAAAAAAAfE/m_ReG4JjqUM/s1600-h/Dec+2008+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283803735625228498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SVPXgLTS4NI/AAAAAAAAAfE/m_ReG4JjqUM/s320/Dec+2008+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nibbles was very interested in the whole Christmas thing this year.   He loved the tree.  Several times a day he would go shopping for his "play toy" from the tree.  Christmas balls were batted around the house.  Surprisingly he only broke one.  The silver pine cones were his favorite.  I think all the ones that were hanging close to the bottom are now scattered around the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-469176372246660612?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/469176372246660612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=469176372246660612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/469176372246660612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/469176372246660612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-from-nibbles.html' title='Merry Christmas from Nibbles'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SVPXgLTS4NI/AAAAAAAAAfE/m_ReG4JjqUM/s72-c/Dec+2008+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-7460027524877996828</id><published>2008-12-25T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T10:52:12.454-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meghan'/><title type='text'>Hedging Our Bets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SVPV00rZ4CI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Ic148jHpCm4/s1600-h/Dec+2008+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283801891306332194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SVPV00rZ4CI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Ic148jHpCm4/s320/Dec+2008+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have not had any real conversation about Santa Claus. Do we think Meghan suspects. Yes and I am sure that she is trying to make sure that she does not get "short changed". Realizing that she was probably not going to want to do the Santa thing, I did not push about going to see Santa this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were at the mall on Friday, Meghan asked when we would take her to see Santa. I shocked that she wanted to go. I promised to take her the next day that I opened. Well that Monday. As soon as I was off, we left for the mall. Even that close to Christmas, there was a line. We waited in line close to 30 minutes. We get up to the point were we are next in line and Meghan says she does not want go right now - she wants to come back later. It turns out that the photographer had brought her daughter who happens to be in Meghan's lyrical dance class. This class is the class with the girls that are Meghan's age and a little bit older (a year or so). Once Meghan realized that we were serious that we were not going to come back, she looks me and says she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; wants to go see him but she is going to tell the girl from dance class that I made her do it. It took a few tries to get an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; picture but we did manage to get one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meghan did prove to be somewhat uncooperative with the taking of a picture. So the girl's mother was making Rudolph talk to me and walk up my arm. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;By&lt;/span&gt; the time we left, I am sure that the girl will not even mention seeing Meghan because I am sure that she was equally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you enjoy the photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-7460027524877996828?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/7460027524877996828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=7460027524877996828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7460027524877996828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7460027524877996828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/12/hedging-our-bets.html' title='Hedging Our Bets'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SVPV00rZ4CI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Ic148jHpCm4/s72-c/Dec+2008+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-6618283835133357946</id><published>2008-12-08T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:38:45.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meghan'/><title type='text'>Meghan's Solo Away in a Manger</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2986c11d224f8c7a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2986c11d224f8c7a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330318895%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A9D58188AE24CEF7E1A025925F7B7321746BB46.77186F8649DA2E81C2630037A36B687DFEC7C172%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2986c11d224f8c7a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dvnstwil2sXnhswK6HM0ycZrBn5k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2986c11d224f8c7a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330318895%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A9D58188AE24CEF7E1A025925F7B7321746BB46.77186F8649DA2E81C2630037A36B687DFEC7C172%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2986c11d224f8c7a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dvnstwil2sXnhswK6HM0ycZrBn5k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meghan had the first of her school concerts today. They played carols for the school as they left for the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-6618283835133357946?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2986c11d224f8c7a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/6618283835133357946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=6618283835133357946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6618283835133357946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6618283835133357946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/12/meghans-solo-away-in-manger.html' title='Meghan&apos;s Solo Away in a Manger'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-6110533015627777907</id><published>2008-11-25T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:46:16.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Give Thanks</title><content type='html'>I thought I would create this post before I hit Thanksgiving Day and end up in a sour mood because I have to work:( Now of course I am "blessed" to have job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to leave comments for what your thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for what I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A terrific husband: I cannot say enough good things even after 13 years of marriage and almost 18 years combined with dating time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A wonderful daughter: She is my pride and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My health: I appreciate my good health in a way that I never have before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My parents: Truly supportive about all things and are always there when I have needed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Being back in touch with my friend Sabrina. A best friend growing up and as with all things, sometimes you lose touch with those that mean the most for you. I missed so many things about her and being around her, and more importantly I missed having her around at some of the more significant points in my life. Both of us being only children, we "adopted" each other as sisters when we were children. If I recall correctly there was at least one teacher we convinced at school that we were sisters. I had always wanted a sister, and Sabrina was it when I was growing up. All my childhood memories include her. Of all the things that happened in my life during the past year, this was probably the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. This has been the year for getting in touch with old friends. I heard from Angie again. How exciting that was. Angie has been there for some of the significant events in my life. She was the one that made Alan and I aware of how old the other one was - not that it mattered at that point. My how her kids have grown. I also heard from Tammy and Tracy. I known Tammy almost as long as I have known Sabrina. I tried to teach her flute once. Tracy was a friend from middle school. It has been great to be back in touch with all of you. Just a sign that true friendship spans the years despite time and distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My in laws: You can never have too much family. My husbands entire family is full of special people that I think the world of even if I do not get to see them as often as I would like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My Aunts, Uncles and cousins. I have been very fortunate in the family I have. My aunts and uncles have always been very supportive. My cousin Kendra and Mark have also been very supportive in my life. My only regret is that I have never gotten to known my cousins on my dad's side and that I did not have more contact with my cousins kids as they were growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Last but certainly not least, I am thankful that I will be an aunt this time next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I leave any other post this week it will be fun frivolous things to make me smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-6110533015627777907?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/6110533015627777907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=6110533015627777907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6110533015627777907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6110533015627777907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-to-give-thanks.html' title='Time To Give Thanks'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2345914748540023791</id><published>2008-11-14T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:26:41.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Quiz Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Ultimate Color Test&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theultimatecolortest/color.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are at peace, you are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving and unselfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are moved to act, you are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unorthodox and idealistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are inspired, you are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous and adventurous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your life is perfectly balanced, you are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophical and expressive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life's purpose is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find contentment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theultimatecolortest/"&gt;The Ultimate Color Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2345914748540023791?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2345914748540023791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2345914748540023791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2345914748540023791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2345914748540023791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-quiz-friday.html' title='Fun Quiz Friday'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-1091285268360744402</id><published>2008-11-14T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:18:49.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rockets Red Glare STS-126</title><content type='html'>Tonight we witnessed one of the most awesome things about living on the space coast of Florida.  At 7:55 pm this evening, we were sitting alongside the road near Port Canaveral with hundreds of other people as &lt;a href="http://http//www.nytimes.com/2008/11/15/science/space/15shuttle.html?ref=space"&gt;Space Shuttle Endeavour &lt;/a&gt;hurled from the launch pad and roared into space on its mission.  The feelings that wash over you as you watch these lift offs with hundreds of others is indescribable.   The lift off tonight is bittersweet as it is among the final shuttle missions - I believe there are 11 left.  We are ushering out an era that spans generations as we watched these shuttles lumber into space on their final missions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of being that close to a launch is thrilling.  I remember the days when the Shuttle program was new and the school allowed us to watch the lift offs on a TV in the classroom.  After all these years, I recall the thrill that raced along my spine watching the first shuttle launches.  The Shuttle proved itself to be so dependable that over the years we seemed to forget that space flight was wrought with danger.  It took the Space Shuttle Challenger to remind us of the danger that is inherent in these endeavours as it came apart before our eyes with school teacher Christa McCulliffe aboard.   This reminder resulted in the shuttle program being grounded while we struggled to understand what went so horribly wrong that day.  I was in high school when the we returned to space for the first time after  the Challenger  Disaster.  I skipped lunch that day and sat in the school library watching as Space Shuttle Discovery returned America to space.  The pride I felt that day rivaled the thrill I felt so many years earlier watching the first Shuttle launch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are privileged to live in this part of Florida where we can stand in our back yard and watch the shuttle or rocket launches.  We can also drive 20 miles up the road and see and feel the experience the event in way many Americans cannot.  My daughter has been able to attend school in an area that does not treat these launches as commonplace events but instead recognizes them as events to be seen/experienced.   Since we have been here, Space Shuttle Columbia reminded us that space flight remains fraught with danger and&lt;br /&gt;once again the American space flight was grounded while we once again searched for answers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-1091285268360744402?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/1091285268360744402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=1091285268360744402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1091285268360744402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1091285268360744402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/11/rockets-red-glare-sts-126.html' title='The Rockets Red Glare STS-126'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-1350618875926532443</id><published>2008-11-07T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T19:21:20.050-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>Just for Fun</title><content type='html'>I borrowed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Crissa's&lt;/span&gt; idea from &lt;a href="http://geekslikeus.wordpress.com/"&gt;Geeks Like Us&lt;/a&gt;, I think she has a great idea for something to add some fun to this. So I will try to but one quiz type thing each week or some other fun thing I find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Castle Personality Test&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thecastlepersonalitytest/castle.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are scared of new experiences. It's hard for you to break outside of your comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to think that people are impressed by you. You know that you have a lot to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very romantic person. You can't help but see the world as it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, stress occasionally makes you feel trapped in your life. You usually have a clear perspective on things though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, your life is calm and steady. Not much stirs you, and each day is full of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are extremely optimistic about the future. You feel like things are always getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/thecastlepersonalitytest/"&gt;The Castle Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While not 100% accurate, it does have some parts that hit surprisingly close to home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-1350618875926532443?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/1350618875926532443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=1350618875926532443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1350618875926532443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1350618875926532443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-for-fun.html' title='Just for Fun'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-1888561240305155757</id><published>2008-10-21T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:52:55.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Age'/><title type='text'>Alan's Class Reunion</title><content type='html'>We attended Alan's 25th class reunion this past weekend. It was a real blast. The reunion had a kick off on Friday night that coincided with the homecoming game for the school. We walked down the hall to were the class was meeting in the drama room and many recognized Alan right away. After the get together in the drama room we went to the football game and Meghan enjoyed that part. She is a HUGE Kowboy fan. (No I did not misspell it - that is how this school spells it). I suppose she will remain a Kowboy fan until she starts high school which will make her a Bulldog. (Just what our family needs is another school represented by a Bulldog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night was the formal part of the reunion. First we agonized over what to wear. I have lost enough weight over the past year that I do not have a lot to chose from in the dressier section of my closet. Alan was having issues as well. The invitation said cocktail attire, and we both tried to make sure that we were dressed accordingly. Now with that said let me tell you cocktail attire does not translate very well for a very large portion of the population that is from this area of Florida. So here is what I took away from the gathering on Saturday night. First, regardless of your preconceived ideas about them, flip flops are not just for the beach and really can be worn in formal surroundings. I have also discovered much to my surprise, shorts and t-shirts are acceptable cocktail attire. If you should ever find yourself in a bind as to what to wear to a cocktail event in this part of the country never fear, your best pair of wranglers, cowboy shirt, cowboy boots and cowboy hat will be ok also. So the point here is that obviously we put entirely too much thought and effort into what we should wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting there was an adventure in and of itself. We went to that great map site on the Internet and typed in where we wanted to go and this was off by miles and miles... So we get to downtown where the site told us we wanted to go. At first we thought we were in the right place because we saw people everywhere that are dressed up. Well there was a wedding, the homecoming dance and some other event all down there. So we stopped for directions and everyone sent us off in another direction. After 30 minutes of this going on, we called one of the event organizers and she told us were she "thought" it was. She told us two of the right roads but missed telling us the name of the one that connected the two of them. Next solution - stop and the ask one of the five police cars that had arrested a whole group of individuals. The cops' response, "Well it is outside the city limits and I have not been there but I think it is down this street and turn on to Kings Highway. Don't worry if it is not down that road because the road ends pretty quick." I do not what you think but it is bad when no one really knows how to find the place you are holding the reunion. The cop was right and we found the Elks Club but the road seemed to go on and on. We apparently were not the only ones having a hard time finding the place. GPS 's could not find it either so we won't be too upset with the map site. The funny part is we spent about 45 minutes lost in the town where Alan went to high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you realize that Alan operates in a time zone that has not truly been found on the East Coast. His times usually involve an "ish" which could be any where from on time (in a very rare circumstance) to two or three hours late. Do not despair folks - he is aware of our time occassionally. We were runnng late for both of these events (compared to the start time) and I caught him looking at his watch constantly. I truly find it amusing that he seemed so aware of time in this instance. I was not sure he carried an awareness for time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give all of you a little history about the high school thing with Alan and I. We spent the early years of our relationship near my high school in Georgia. Alan teased me endlessly about the "Redneck" tendencies of the area I went to school. He also claimed to not really understand how I graduated because he was sure a graduation requirement for the girls was the ability to carry a baby on your hip. We have now spent the past six years near his school. I have found that he was sort of "the pot calling the kettle black". Do you know that his school is out for the rodeo. Yes Internet ... the rodeo. A very little recognized holiday by the rest of us. When he played football the games were played on the &lt;em&gt;Rodeo Grounds. (&lt;/em&gt;My school played on a football field and... well that did not help them much but hey someone has to lose.) &lt;em&gt;Whose school has more "redneck tendancies? &lt;/em&gt;Alan, I think your school has defintiley won that title fair and square now!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-1888561240305155757?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/1888561240305155757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=1888561240305155757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1888561240305155757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1888561240305155757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/10/alans-class-reunion.html' title='Alan&apos;s Class Reunion'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2868254659285356923</id><published>2008-10-11T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:00:56.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Surgeries</title><content type='html'>As many of you know Mom had bi-lateral knee replacement surgery. The first surgery September 23rd was in the left knee and the September 26th was the right knee. The pain has been relatively non existent for the most part. The left knee did not give her any real problems at all. She was able to bend the knee at a an 80 degree angle after surgery without any pain. The right knee gave a little trouble but a lot of it was probably psychological as she had little sleep in the days leading to that surgery. She was released to go home on September 29. She has a nurse two times a week unless she needs her more and physical therapist five days a week. She has some discomfort but some of that is from the therapy. She has a very good attitude and does her exercises without being reminded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you like me, I was astounded by the lack of pain she experiences. The IVs caused her more pain than the actual surgery. Her doctor is using a procedure that pulls palettes from blood that is taken from you just before the surgery. I have tried to locate something that explains what he does in terms the average person understands but all I found is a site for &lt;a href="http://http//www.thrombin-jmi.com/hemostasis-procedure-videos.aspx"&gt;Thrombin-JMI&lt;/a&gt;. I believe this is probably what he does and if you are interested click on the the site. There are videos of her doctor performing knee replacement and hip replacement surgery. Also under clinical data is an article that tells more about it. The pictures in the article are pretty graphic so I did not finish reading it.  So be warned that the sight does contain graphic (real life images) images of the knee or hip.  I am a wuss and cannot handle the pictures;  however, if you are the Discovery Channel type person then you can probably handle it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2868254659285356923?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2868254659285356923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2868254659285356923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2868254659285356923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2868254659285356923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/10/moms-surgeries.html' title='Mom&apos;s Surgeries'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-3516644657632703029</id><published>2008-10-10T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:58:13.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>October</title><content type='html'>With the onset of October we begin the three month long holiday overload. As a kid I enjoyed the haunted houses and the haunted hay rides. I am old enough that the early haunted houses I went to did not have the &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.fridaythe13thfilms.com/"&gt;Friday the 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;influence that became so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;popular&lt;/span&gt; with Jason and chain saw.   I feel that the quality of the haunted houses went down after this influence.   When I was a cheerleader one of our fundraisers was the creation of a haunted house in the field house.  I was around my daughters age when I did this, and it still is  prominent in my mind after all these years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in our little corner of the world, our local zoo sponsors a program called &lt;a href="http://http//www.brevardzoo.org/calendar?date=2008-10-10&amp;amp;event=183"&gt;BOO at the Zoo&lt;/a&gt;.    They have several activities for the kids and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Meghan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed it every year.  She has always had issues with some of the more "scary" scenarios that they have.  She barely handles the haunted train ride.   Last year I finally persuaded Meghan to walk the haunted trail with me.  I thought the whole thing was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt; and laughed the entire time we were walking along the trail.   The high school kids that were doing this were quite distressed and tried even harder to scare me which made me laugh harder.   Meghan informed me tonight that she was not going to go with me through the haunted trail.  So I am searching for a new haunted trail partner.  Of course we have a few weeks left to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;convince&lt;/span&gt; her that it will be alright.   I am very disappointed that these things appear to scare her to the point that she will not share the experience with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-3516644657632703029?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/3516644657632703029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=3516644657632703029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3516644657632703029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3516644657632703029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/10/october.html' title='October'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2736490966308712378</id><published>2008-09-30T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:12:31.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electronics'/><title type='text'>How to Kill Cell Phone With Water</title><content type='html'>My cell phones and I have had an ongoing fascination with water.  So I am trying to figure out the which way I have not attempted to kill a cell phone.  The washing machine is the most common form of water based destruction with my cell phones.  For reference the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Samsungs&lt;/span&gt; we have did best in the washer.  They came back from the water adventure relatively unscathed.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nokia's&lt;/span&gt; (my favorite of my phones) do not do so well after its water adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost at least one phone by the toilet.  I did have help from Meghan with that one.  She dropped that phone in the toilet at Denny's.  Alan has also managed to drop his phone in a toilet (right after we got new ones a little over two years ago).   These were both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nokias&lt;/span&gt; and they did not recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I dropped my phone in Nibbles' water bowl.   This time the phone recovered but it took about a week or two to recover.   (This was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nokia&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday I was a chaperon for Meghan's trip to the Indian River Lagoon.  Well this was the ultimate water adventure for my cell phone.   For this trip we went in waist deep in the water and since my cell phone was in the pocket of my shorts, it went on its greatest adventure and did not live to tell about it.  This is water is brackish because the ocean water   mixes with the river water at this point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you interested, we will probably go back sometime to take some awesome pictures.  We saw lots of dolphins in the natural habitat but alas my cell phone was DOA and unable to take pictures to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2736490966308712378?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2736490966308712378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2736490966308712378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2736490966308712378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2736490966308712378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-to-kill-cell-phone-with-water.html' title='How to Kill Cell Phone With Water'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-6438193244117809895</id><published>2008-09-18T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:28:15.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><title type='text'>Meghan's Award</title><content type='html'>The award Meghan received today turned out to be from the state for recognition of her score on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FCAT&lt;/span&gt; assessment test given this past March.  Only two kids in Meghan's class received &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;recognition&lt;/span&gt; for their testing and only about 20 students from the entire 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade.  In order to receive the award certificate from the state you had to score a 5 on either the reading or the right portion.  The possible score range is from 1 to 5 with a 5 being the best score.  While a 4 is considered to be exceptional, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; only scores that receive recognition are the 5s.  Hopefully this will encourage these kids to continue to strive to do well and not but unnecessary stress.    We are so proud of her and her accomplishments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately we did not get a picture of Meghan because with a last name that far down the alphabet she was one of the last called and was behind the drape on the stage:(  We do have a picture outside her classroom but it is not very good because she was being very silly:)  I will post it this weekend if it is not to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-6438193244117809895?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/6438193244117809895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=6438193244117809895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6438193244117809895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6438193244117809895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/09/meghans-award.html' title='Meghan&apos;s Award'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-4436597340869137238</id><published>2008-09-17T08:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:29:03.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><title type='text'>FCAT Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SNEfElTQ2SI/AAAAAAAAAc4/04kkxuqLMR4/s1600-h/Meghan+FCAT+award+cermony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247009204456184098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SNEfElTQ2SI/AAAAAAAAAc4/04kkxuqLMR4/s320/Meghan+FCAT+award+cermony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meghan is receiving an award tomorrow for her high scores on the FCAT last year school year. Unfortunately it is truck day for me and does not look like I will be able to attend. Alan will most likely make it and Mawmaw andPawpaw will definitely be there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-4436597340869137238?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/4436597340869137238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=4436597340869137238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4436597340869137238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4436597340869137238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/09/fcat-award.html' title='FCAT Award'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SNEfElTQ2SI/AAAAAAAAAc4/04kkxuqLMR4/s72-c/Meghan+FCAT+award+cermony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-8152848066427430499</id><published>2008-09-17T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:54:26.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...?'/><title type='text'>A Little High...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SNEaGKo5NiI/AAAAAAAAAcw/T0K59PZ53Yo/s1600-h/MultimedMA20905238-0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247003734100751906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SNEaGKo5NiI/AAAAAAAAAcw/T0K59PZ53Yo/s320/MultimedMA20905238-0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gas prices are constantly fluctuating and it enough to make you want to cry. With the recent hike due to IKE and the investigations that have been launch in our state over the hike, you would think that the station would be a little more careful about their signing for the price by the road. However, I would like to know who reads this sign and would seriously stop to get premium unleaded here? I realize that the price is probably $4.10 at the pump, but if you cannot get your signing right then you really do not need my business. And by the way both sides of the sign are the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-8152848066427430499?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/8152848066427430499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=8152848066427430499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8152848066427430499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8152848066427430499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-high.html' title='A Little High...?'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SNEaGKo5NiI/AAAAAAAAAcw/T0K59PZ53Yo/s72-c/MultimedMA20905238-0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-6245373478144626218</id><published>2008-09-16T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:59:20.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aren't We Cute?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SNBrJyyKr6I/AAAAAAAAAco/We7lkHEL_hE/s1600-h/01_03_7.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246811381881810850" style="WIDTH: 85px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="249" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SNBrJyyKr6I/AAAAAAAAAco/We7lkHEL_hE/s320/01_03_7.JPEG" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SNBqp_NwYZI/AAAAAAAAAcg/WLPvfXAgmTA/s1600-h/Alan+football.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246810835462939026" style="WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="274" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SNBqp_NwYZI/AAAAAAAAAcg/WLPvfXAgmTA/s320/Alan+football.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alan's class reunion is just a month away. How fun it has bee nthis week. We have gone through his photo albums and stuff from high school. Now in all fairness I did post a photo earlier of me in 1985 with a cheerleading team photo. So now it is his turn but to be really fair there is a picture of me at the about the same age.  By were my glasses ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-6245373478144626218?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/6245373478144626218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=6245373478144626218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6245373478144626218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6245373478144626218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-was-more-redneck-in-80s.html' title='Aren&apos;t We Cute?'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SNBrJyyKr6I/AAAAAAAAAco/We7lkHEL_hE/s72-c/01_03_7.JPEG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-806930046267311194</id><published>2008-09-13T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:33:32.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...?'/><title type='text'>Are You  Freaking Kidding Me!!???</title><content type='html'>How is this for premeditation by the gas companies. On Thursday someone I work with called us to tell us that the gas station that a family member works for received an email from the cooperate headquarters informing them that the price of gas was going to go up $1 a gallon over the next three days because of hurricane IKE. By yesterday morning, this information was out around the state. Gas prices have gone up and many stations only had premium left by last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the reason for this increase in gas was because a refinery was going to be hit Houston. I find this part of the whole thing most disturbing. IKE had not even made landfall at this point and people were still evacuating. At the point this email came down to these stations, the refineries had only been shut down. Yesterday morning some stations were limiting your fill up to 10 gallons supposedly so that it would keep the prices from rising and keep people from panicking. However, by last night they had simply created the panic they gave lip service to trying to avoid. If I ran a business the way most of these gas companies run theirs I would be out of business and being investigated for business ethics at the very least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-806930046267311194?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/806930046267311194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=806930046267311194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/806930046267311194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/806930046267311194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-you-freaking-kidding-me.html' title='Are You  Freaking Kidding Me!!???'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-614626603972554594</id><published>2008-09-09T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:33:18.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...?'/><title type='text'>Who Knew....</title><content type='html'>Who knew that going to the bank for the store would ever be a test of your ability to think quickly and react. The bank parking lot is apparently the latest place to test your defensive driving skills. I never knew this until today and due to my job description, I usually am in and out of the bank parking lot 3-4 times a week at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately even though I go for a commercial account, the bank has a drive through lane reserved exclusively for those accounts. This is where the "Fun" began. The vehicle in front of me was F-250 extended cab pick up. That was not such a bad thing but this guy was towing approximately a 16 ft trailer that had a wheel base wider than his truck. Loaded in his trailer where crab traps stacked as high as his truck and filled the entire entire trailer except at the end which had a tub. Now folks if you do not drive a large vehicle, let me assure you that going through here is a tight situation even in my Tahoe without towing extra baggage behind you. After he completed his business at the drive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; window, he tried to pull forward. Suddenly the guy figured out "oh, *!$*" I cannot drive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt;, he threw his truck in reverse and began backing up. Fortunately today I was not fiddling with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; and was able to react quickly and back up before he mowed me down. The exceptional talent he demonstrated doing this brings to mind a line from an old country western song &lt;em&gt;Give Me 40 Acres and I will turn this rig around. &lt;/em&gt;For those of that are mentally challenged - the lanes in the drive through at the bank are apparently not the same size. Yes, the guy tried to go out one of the other drive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; lanes after he finally managed to back his vehicle out. He almost took out one of the teller chutes before he realized that YES THEY ARE ALL THE SAME SIZE!!!!! At this point he was forced to back all the way back out to the entrance of the drive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course this could not be the end of the adventures in driving in the bank parking lot. After I finished my business at the window, I pulled out. There is an area at the bank if there are two cars coming at the same time, one car must wait before the other can go around the corner. I stopped to wait for the approaching car to come around the corner. What did the blue hair lady in the approaching car do? She squeezed between me and a parked car to come up parallel to me on my right side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson from all this is the banks parking lot is a lot more dangerous than you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-614626603972554594?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/614626603972554594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=614626603972554594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/614626603972554594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/614626603972554594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-knew.html' title='Who Knew....'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-4206469976606025686</id><published>2008-09-08T19:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:27:29.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Violin'/><title type='text'>First Chair Honors</title><content type='html'>Violin at school resumed today.  Meghan is one of two returning to the Advanced strings from last year and the only violin.  As the only 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grader in the strings program at the school ( the county does not allow 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; graders starting this year so even the beginning strings is only 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; graders and 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; graders), she retains that special status she has enjoyed the past two years in the school program.  This year she also First chair honors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-4206469976606025686?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/4206469976606025686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=4206469976606025686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4206469976606025686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4206469976606025686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-chair-honors.html' title='First Chair Honors'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-1374013316546228211</id><published>2008-09-06T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:04:34.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><title type='text'>The Tropics</title><content type='html'>Well we have dodged Hanna and it looks like Ike will be a miss aw well. Of course I would not have been adverse to parts of Ike as we have an audit this week. Oh well. I have spent the last week trying to get us ready for the audit. Hence there are not any pictures of Hanna sitting off our coast this past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I counting down the days until my day off. The reward I got this week for the Labor Day weekend was that I not only had to work the entire weekend, I only got one day off and 12-15 hour shifts. Somehow that just feels wrong. I would be fine about working the extra hours and having to work on the holiday except that as a person being paid salary, I do not receive holiday pay or extra pay for the extra effort. I will gripe a lot about working holidays in the next few months since we have Thanksgiving and Christmas coming. Maybe we will win the lottery and I can quit:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violin starts up after school for Meghan on Monday. The school system has changed the rules about what grade is allowed to participate in the school program. So now it is limited to 5th and 6th grade so once gain she will be the youngest in the program. She has one more year of being the only kid from her grade in the school strings program. The bad thing in all this is that she will have another year before she can participate in the all county thing sponsored by the school system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-1374013316546228211?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/1374013316546228211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=1374013316546228211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1374013316546228211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1374013316546228211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/09/tropics.html' title='The Tropics'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-3463709143253410409</id><published>2008-08-24T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:05:57.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><title type='text'>Getting Back to Normal</title><content type='html'>Things are getting back to normal as the flood waters have subsided on the streets. There is lots of sand in the road where the flooding was the worst. The rivers in the area are still increasing and many are now above "flood stage". School resumes tomorrow for Meghan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;afternoon&lt;/span&gt; as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;outer bands&lt;/span&gt; of Fay moved through, I was struck by how beautiful the sky is in the aftermath of one of these storms. Meghan and I saw a rainbow that went straight down instead of having the classic arc that is normally seen in rainbows. The sky was fill of the grayish white clouds that were part Fay. The cloud cover that these storms create in their wake have a texture to them that is impossible to define. Normal clouds day to day seem almost one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dimensional&lt;/span&gt; compared to these clouds. As the sun set in the west these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;clouds&lt;/span&gt; created a swirly vision glowing light through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;clouds&lt;/span&gt; themselves and shades of pink in the areas between the clouds. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; I did not have a camera with me and my cell phone with the camera met with disaster with another type of water source earlier in the week and was not completely operational at the time. (Better luck next time)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-3463709143253410409?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/3463709143253410409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=3463709143253410409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3463709143253410409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3463709143253410409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/08/getting-back-to-normal.html' title='Getting Back to Normal'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-7085874918055032578</id><published>2008-08-21T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:35:54.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BSYO'/><title type='text'>Meghan in Florida Today</title><content type='html'>They had a reporter at the&lt;a href="http://bsyo.org/"&gt; BSYO&lt;/a&gt; kick off this past Saturday. More than 100 students participated and Meghan managed to get on photo posted on the site. This is the link for &lt;a href="http://floridatoday.com/apps/pbcs.dll/gallery?Site=A9&amp;amp;Date=20080818&amp;amp;Category=NEWS0307&amp;amp;ArtNo=808180806&amp;amp;Ref=PH&amp;amp;Params=Itemnr=9"&gt;Meghan's BSYO photo&lt;/a&gt; .  Meghan is in photo number 7.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-7085874918055032578?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/7085874918055032578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=7085874918055032578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7085874918055032578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7085874918055032578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/08/meghan-in-florida-today.html' title='Meghan in Florida Today'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-3657822001125174857</id><published>2008-08-20T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:06:33.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><title type='text'>Fay Is Still Here</title><content type='html'>Meghan woke up this morning and in a very disgusted tone asked why Fay was still here. This is one guest that has most assuredly out stayed her welcome. Fay will not let us forget that while she is not a hurricane, she is still a tropical system and has dumped astronomical amounts of rain. In just under 40 hours we have received close to 20 inches of rain. Much of our area is flooding including our street; however, cabin fever set in so we went out and took pictures to share with all of you. So scroll down and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyrq7sAjOI/AAAAAAAAAJU/NegZ7Ao39og/s1600-h/Fay+105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236749220790176994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyrq7sAjOI/AAAAAAAAAJU/NegZ7Ao39og/s320/Fay+105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alan trying to get in his truck to move it so it is not sitting in water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyrrNoGBDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/CB3u_Kn9c7c/s1600-h/Fay+108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236749225605596210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyrrNoGBDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/CB3u_Kn9c7c/s320/Fay+108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our front yard and the street in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyrrao6mII/AAAAAAAAAJk/iEyeWD58SaM/s1600-h/Fay+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236749229098702978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyrrao6mII/AAAAAAAAAJk/iEyeWD58SaM/s320/Fay+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our street as we returned home this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyrruxElPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/FWeQT2bRveo/s1600-h/Fay+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236749234501620978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyrruxElPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/FWeQT2bRveo/s320/Fay+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meghan playing in the water at the foot of our driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is of I-&lt;br /&gt;95 as we went over the overpass this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyqdHuCr9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/7bWfI56u-S8/s1600-h/Fay+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236747883990134738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyqdHuCr9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/7bWfI56u-S8/s320/Fay+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture says it all. The first day of school was the 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and they have had school cancelled now for Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyqddivlcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sXntk4XrgJc/s1600-h/Fay+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236747889848325570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyqddivlcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sXntk4XrgJc/s320/Fay+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the picture of some poor soul's front yard and garage.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyqdkRnXCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Xaq9SX15v9g/s1600-h/Fay+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236747891655531554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyqdkRnXCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Xaq9SX15v9g/s320/Fay+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bike riders are a dedicated bunch when it comes their riding. Tropical storms and rain cannot keep them from riding.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyqd1fWdjI/AAAAAAAAAJE/168ylxcTO9A/s1600-h/Fay+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236747896276547122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyqd1fWdjI/AAAAAAAAAJE/168ylxcTO9A/s320/Fay+085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-3657822001125174857?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/3657822001125174857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=3657822001125174857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3657822001125174857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3657822001125174857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/08/fay-is-still-here.html' title='Fay Is Still Here'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SKyrq7sAjOI/AAAAAAAAAJU/NegZ7Ao39og/s72-c/Fay+105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-5521764215959757276</id><published>2008-08-19T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:07:10.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><title type='text'>A Pounding From Tropical Storm Fay</title><content type='html'>Fay continues to make her trek through our part of Florida. So far we have not lost power but many streets are flooded around us. Fay has proven to be hard top predict like so many tropical storms. She stalled earlier tonight to our southwest. The prediction on where she will exit the state has changed continually throughout the day. The most recent prediction has her exiting somewhere between us and Vero Beach. Based on current forecasts, she will exit off the east coast and hang out in the Atlantic and be a hurricane sometime tomorrow and then hover off our coast and gather strength before returning to visit Florida again. I hope she does not return to us at for a second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meghan is out of school again tomorrow. Not bad go to school one day and out two. The bad thing is they are using up hurricane days right at the beginning of the school year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-5521764215959757276?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/5521764215959757276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=5521764215959757276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5521764215959757276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5521764215959757276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/08/pounding-from-tropical-storm-fay.html' title='A Pounding From Tropical Storm Fay'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-8361232060228711509</id><published>2008-08-18T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:08:08.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><title type='text'>Here Comes Fay</title><content type='html'>Well Meghan returned to school today but due to Fay churning away in the Gulf, school has been cancelled for tomorrow. What a start to the school year. While as of right now school is only cancelled for tomorrow the chances are high that it will be cancelled for Wednesday as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we actually reside on the opposite side of the state from where Fay is expected to make landfall, we are currently under a tornado watch until sometime tomorrow morning due the part of the storm are expecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we do not look forward to these storms, they have their place in pleasant memories for the time we spend together as a family. Despite the stress of dealing with the preparations and the days without electricity, there is a special feel to those days when the outside world really ceases to be intruding on family time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you have not lived until you eat spaghetti that you made on the grill. I was not talented enough in 2004 to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;make&lt;/span&gt; a cake on the grill but one of the people that I work with did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-8361232060228711509?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/8361232060228711509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=8361232060228711509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8361232060228711509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8361232060228711509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-comes-fay.html' title='Here Comes Fay'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-5288082165754688077</id><published>2008-08-12T16:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:08:36.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Gearing Up for School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;School starts back on Monday the 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Meghan is eagerly counting down the days. We have finished her back to school shopping. I do not think we are missing anything. This year it looks like Meghan's principal in no longer at the the school which is disappointing. This principal knew just about all the students names and faces on site. She seemed to feel that it was equally important to recognize the good or quiet students and let them know she was aware of them and their existence. With a school population of over 1000 students, I find that to be a remarkable feat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last night we went to that W store and finished off the one or two things I did not have. We are thinking about letting her take her lunch to school some this year which meant that we had to pick out a lunch box because the one we had that someone gave her in kindergarten she was worried that someone would make fun of her for having. So we are standing on the aisle with the lunch boxes trying to make a decision. I am there with my 9 year old when another group came up. These girls were high school aged trying to justify to their mother why they needed a "character" lunch box while my daughter is asking my help ion locating a non "babyish" lunch box. The irony of the situation did not escape me or the other mom who was trying to get her girls to pick a more grown up lunch box. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today we went and had Meghan's hair cut for school. This is the shortest that she has ever agreed but it still long enough to handle pony tails, braids and buns. Unfortunately for Meghan, I cannot french braid so she has to settle for regular braids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With the return of school, we have to return to our very active schedule. Dance resumes on Tuesday. I have not picked up the lyrical shoes that she needs nor have I purchased ballet shoes. (We did get tights) I am hoping that she has not out grown the tap &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shoe&lt;/span&gt; which were a little big last year. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BSYO&lt;/span&gt; resumes on the 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; with a kick off on the 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. the school strings program usually resumes the week after school as well. Busy, busy, busy!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We are down one driver with my mom looking at knee replacement surgery on both legs this fall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-5288082165754688077?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/5288082165754688077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=5288082165754688077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5288082165754688077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5288082165754688077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/08/school-starts-back-on-monday-18-th.html' title='Gearing Up for School'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-5736524224706534551</id><published>2008-08-06T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:09:04.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meghan'/><title type='text'>New Picture of Meghan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SJpclSHYyZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/WvKVs9YG_60/s1600-h/Image+Meg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231595712731990418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SJpclSHYyZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/WvKVs9YG_60/s400/Image+Meg2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SJpcbUeoGOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OioVBcXg1jk/s1600-h/Image+Meghan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231595541567641826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SJpcbUeoGOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OioVBcXg1jk/s400/Image+Meghan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both pics taken today in the car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while we out running errands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-5736524224706534551?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/5736524224706534551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=5736524224706534551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5736524224706534551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5736524224706534551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-picture-of-meghan.html' title='New Picture of Meghan'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SJpclSHYyZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/WvKVs9YG_60/s72-c/Image+Meg2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-783006318814150381</id><published>2008-08-06T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:33:57.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Age'/><title type='text'>How Sweet!!</title><content type='html'>We just accepted to the invite to Alan's 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; class reunion. I have enjoyed the past few days reminding him exactly how long ago that really was. During this time I reminding him that when he graduated I was just completing fifth grade. It has been great fun (especially reminding him that we have not even hit the 20 year reunion for me:) Fortunately we live near by and will be able to attend the events and return home at the end of the events. It is cheaper for the two of us to go to his 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; reunion than it was for us to go my 5 year reunion. (His is a 2 day event)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-783006318814150381?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/783006318814150381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=783006318814150381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/783006318814150381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/783006318814150381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-sweet.html' title='How Sweet!!'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-8423193461660746488</id><published>2008-08-05T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:45:42.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasures'/><title type='text'>Yes I Am Slacking :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SJk54ldyJJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gAgbLH8KclY/s1600-h/jini1985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231276086460032146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SJk54ldyJJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gAgbLH8KclY/s400/jini1985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SJk2l7MU86I/AAAAAAAAAIM/FjqPg09F0hc/s1600-h/Jini+135lb.+cheerleaers+1985.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes I have been rather negligent in leaving any post. I have found myself falling into an old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;habit&lt;/span&gt; of reading too many books at once and found myself with the problem of preferring to read to "surfing the net". In addition to the distraction of reading multiple books at one time, Alan and I have been working on cleaning out the garage. When we moved 6 years ago the situation was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disastrous&lt;/span&gt; that we are still opening boxes from the movers packed for us. Many things we were forced to replace from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;necessity&lt;/span&gt; but there were many things that did not get packed were they should have so there are many things that we are still looking for that simply cannot be replaced. Every few months we go through some boxes in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;garage&lt;/span&gt; and hope to find those missing treasure. Today we found several treasures in the way of pictures some of these I will post here. The first one is a team photo from 1985 and might bring back some memories for some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-8423193461660746488?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/8423193461660746488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=8423193461660746488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8423193461660746488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8423193461660746488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/08/yes-i-am-slacking.html' title='Yes I Am Slacking :)'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SJk54ldyJJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gAgbLH8KclY/s72-c/jini1985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-7550324900323290488</id><published>2008-07-30T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:41:52.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>Only Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="COLOR: #000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: white; TEXT-ALIGN: center" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="1" width="350" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT: 16px/1.1 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; COLOR: white; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #0066b3"&gt;HowManyOfMe.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: white; TEXT-ALIGN: center" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-TOP: 2px" width="120"&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://howmanyofme.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px; BORDER-TOP: black 1px; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px" height="100" alt="Logo" src="http://extimg.howmanyofme.com/extimages/howmany-logo.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 16px/1.1 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000;" &gt;There are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:red;" &gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;or fewer&lt;/b&gt; people with my name in the U.S.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a style="FONT: bold 16px/1.8 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; COLOR: #0066b3; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://howmanyofme.com/"&gt;How many have your name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess my parents were closet oboe or bassoon players.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-7550324900323290488?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/7550324900323290488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=7550324900323290488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7550324900323290488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7550324900323290488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/07/only-me.html' title='Only Me?'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-5359776598639136616</id><published>2008-07-30T08:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:09:27.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>What Does Your Instrument Say About You</title><content type='html'>I have a kid that works for me that graduated from high school and is getting ready to leave for college in about 2 weeks. The school he is going to was very high on my list when I was his age. Knowing why I was interested in it and knowing some of his interest including the fact that he has attended a camp for strings at this school, I never thought to ask him about his major. The other night when he was my closing cashier, I asked him about what he was planning on majoring and his response was biology - yes I was shocked since I had assumed music. Silly me;)&lt;br /&gt;So as the evening progressed, we talked about the various activities he could do while at school. He plays cello now but has expressed an interest in trying out some different instruments. (of course I encourage that simply because you cannot march a cello)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me during our conversation that he thought he would like try playing the trumpet. I almost choked and while I do not want to discourage him from expanding his musical horizons, I was unable to prevent myself from letting him know that he did not have a "trumpet" personality. He smiled and asked my why. Fortunately, he has played in the orchestra and agrees that are certain types of personalities that play certain types of instruments. I explained that trumpet players have a very inflated sense of their worth and ability. Even the worst trumpet player in a band tends to think that they are better than the best players in any other section of the band. They project a certain aura - I am a trumpet player and therefore I am better than you and in case you do not recognize that obvious fact, I will remind you by only playing &lt;em&gt;forte. &lt;/em&gt;If the music calls for any other dynamic marking in their, then the composer must have been mistaken simply because the trumpet and therefore me are the most important part of the ensemble. This is not the instrument for the shy and quiet or anyone with doubts about themselves or their abilities. You must be in your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;face&lt;/span&gt; confident for this instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggested that he try out the saxophone because the musicians that gravitate toward this instrument tend to have a healthy self esteem while seeming to be a little quirky and are some of the more truly talented musicians in the band. (besides they are woodwinds which make them truly important. Not just in their own minds) Saxophone players in my experience tend to be a little quirky but more concerned about the overall sound of then ensemble and do not have the need to prove their importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drummers tend to be hyper. They know what a good time is and they aren't afraid to be the life if the party. If there is not a party around you can guarantee that there will be where they are. When loud trouble starts in the group, they are the root of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trombone players seem to be that group that never seems to fit in any where and truly would like to be a trumpet player but they do not have the confidence that is necessary to pull off an instrument quite that boldly. A well played trombone is great to listen to but too often there is a huge learning curve to reach that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French horns tend to be a little like saxophones. They are somewhat quirky but have a quiet confidence in themselves and their place within the group. However, they tend to be less serious and are not afraid of joining in the fun of stirring something up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baritones and tubas tend to be quietly confident people and much like the instrument they play they tend to be the foundation. They are not afraid to push the envelope a little and they do test the boundaries regularly. More intellectually inclined that the drummers they tend to be gravitate toward being sly trouble makers. (The rumble at the bottom) Probably to remind everyone they are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oboe and bassoon players are individuals that seem to be obsessed with proclaiming their individuality by playing the uncommon instruments. They also seem to have issues with competition so choose an instrument that few play so as to limit the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarinets and flutes tend to have a healthy dose of confidence. These individuals tend to attack the music placed before them. Despite the the healthy dose of confidence they feel a constant need to remind everyone of how awesome they are and feel the need to compete with the trumpets. Unfortunately neither instrument is capable of out blowing a trumpet. But for endurance you will not find a group better able to outlast the boldly, overly confident trumpet. The worst of this group tends to be better than the best in some other sections. Clarinets and flutes simply because of their music progress more rapidly to more complex type music and truly have a solid reason behind their feeling of superiority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Alan claims that flutes tend to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; girls; however, I can assure you after having been a flute player for the majority of my life that within the group these "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt;" girls are fiercely competitive in a way that is not witnessed in many of the other sections except maybe the clarinets. The is a severe limited ability to tolerate anything less than perfection in anyone. Flutes and clarinets both tend to bring along music other than the group music to warm up with and this music is chosen carefully for its ability to intimidate those around you and showcase that you are more than the group as whole. As my high schools' football team found out before a game, the flute section might be among the most physically combative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;out the&lt;/span&gt; strings but then I do not have the experience to identify them completely. From my observation thus far through Meghan. Violin tend to be much like flutes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;clarinets&lt;/span&gt; with a dose of my instrument is the best. Violas seem to follow the oboe and bassoons for the need to shout their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;individuality&lt;/span&gt;. Cellos seem to fall in close to the saxophones and the bass seem to follow the path of the baritones and tubas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So readers, please leave comments based on your own observations and experiences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-5359776598639136616?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/5359776598639136616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=5359776598639136616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5359776598639136616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5359776598639136616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-does-your-instrument-say-about-you.html' title='What Does Your Instrument Say About You'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-4951918045658656673</id><published>2008-07-23T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:10:50.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><title type='text'>The Loss of Individual Identity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;As a wife and a mother, I have found that my individual identity has become less and less a part of who I am. Up until the the time we moved to Florida, I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jini&lt;/span&gt; and had an identity that was all my own. Once we moved, I began loosing my identity. Alan's job made him very "popular" and everyone in town seemed to know him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The past couple of years have prompted the final erosion of my individual identity. More and more I am now simply known as Meghan's mom, or aren't you the mother of the little girl that plays violin. It is like the final bastion in motherhood or maybe even the greatest accomplishment of motherhood to cease having an existence outside that of "the mom". I am very proud of everything that Meghan has accomplished; and I am extremely proud of the young lady that has the potential to become. I find it ironic that as females we spend our life trying to find our own identity, only to find that the real satisfaction in our identity comes from being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;identified&lt;/span&gt; through our child and their accomplishments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-4951918045658656673?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/4951918045658656673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=4951918045658656673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4951918045658656673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4951918045658656673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/07/loss-of-individual-identity.html' title='The Loss of Individual Identity'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-6160427899727062608</id><published>2008-07-14T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:34:44.796-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Age'/><title type='text'>Gee another one already?</title><content type='html'>Well today marked another year on the calendar for me. My family was great. I had a Winnie Pooh cake :) complete with the right number of candles:( How hot that cake was. By the time they had all the candles lit and brought it to the table, several of the candles had melted almost all the way down. Boy was that one HOT cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For gifts there were lots of Cherished Teddies and Mary Higgins Clark's new book. This is a traditional birthday gift from husband; he remember &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in spite&lt;/span&gt; my forgetting to put it on my wish list. While the gifts are terrific and I am thankful for family that remembers these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;occasions&lt;/span&gt;, the unexpected in many ways becomes the best gift. I received an email today from my best friend growing up wishing me a happy birthday. We have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; been back in touch on a regular basis for the past few months and her email remembering my birthday was so unexpected that a brought a smile to my face. (It also reminded me that she is still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;older&lt;/span&gt; than me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we have covered all the great stuff about birthdays, I must say that with every year that goes by they seem to become more reflective and in many ways just another day of the year for the most part. I have had real hard time this year being excited about anything in relation to my birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-6160427899727062608?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/6160427899727062608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=6160427899727062608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6160427899727062608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6160427899727062608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-today-marked-another-year-on.html' title='Gee another one already?'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-1221549492561649139</id><published>2008-07-09T16:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T19:58:13.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Mrs. D</title><content type='html'>I have a customer (Mrs. D to protect her privacy even though I do not think she will stumble upon this site) that calls every so often with all kinds of the things that bother her. It started out concerning a check or charge payment that was made while she was in the hospital. I am not sure what her full story is, but I listen to her ramble on about the ills of the world and her current symptoms. I feel real sorry for her and I take the time to let her talk. I wish I was so saintly as to say I am actually listening ( I don't think she really expects me to)but that would be untruthful. I let her talk and get it out of her system. I have been reprimanded more than I care to think about for taking the time to let her talk ( and some of our older employees that live alone), but I cannot just hang up on her (nor can I walk away from them when they seem to need someone to talk to/at). She seems like she is lonely and seems to content to just have someone to talk at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the person that fusses about me allowing her to talk would think about the fact someday that might be her or someone in her family. I think about that and hope that if someone close to me needs that outlet that there will be someone there to take the time to even pretend to listen. Mrs. D called me three times today and even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;though&lt;/span&gt; I was very busy, I tried to let her talk. Will I get any kind of pat on the back for trying to be sensitive - well no, but I can take away a feeling of satisfaction that for a few moments I made someone feel better by being there to listen. (okay I pretend to listen) Maybe if we all did that we would make the world a slightly better place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-1221549492561649139?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/1221549492561649139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=1221549492561649139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1221549492561649139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1221549492561649139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/07/mrs-d.html' title='Mrs. D'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-1095955131605866873</id><published>2008-07-05T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T06:00:17.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Redneck'/><title type='text'>"Hey Ya'll Watch This"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Happy 4th Of July weekend!!! If ever a holiday begged to be subtitled "Hey ya'll watch this", this is the one. After living in the south most all of my life, I can tell you a holiday that involves explosives, alcohol and hill billys/rednecks has all the ingredients necessary for hilarious, ridiculous, reckless, stupid, and down right funny behaviors to occur.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do not know what the laws are in your communities concerning fireworks, but where I grew up they were strictly prohibited. If the local law enforcement community discovered a stash before the 4th, it was confiscated and added to the arsenal for the public display. Since you could not get fireworks in the state and had to travel to neighboring states to purchase fireworks ( at least 1 1/2 hours ), it was not a law that was really hard to enforce in our area. I will say that we had some of the best displays I have ever seen. However the best ever title belongs to the fireworks display I saw was while at a band camp in Maryville Tennessee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with that said, imagine my shock when we moved to Florida and some types of fireworks are legal to shoot. What is legal varies from city to city. However, due to the recent fires and the fire danger still being high, our area begged people to attend the public displays and refrain from shooting their own. Apparently the instructions were not explicit enough for the redneck/hill billy's because this year they brought their fireworks with them to the public displays. Before the city started their display, people were setting off fireworks less that 50 ft away from us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you can imagine with large groups of people gathered in an area there are lots of opportunities of "Hey ya'll watch this" waiting to happen. Unfortunately none of the possible incident's completely unfolded. But here are just a few of the possible scenarios that we had. There was the family of women that resembled female Sumo wrestlers. The younger one climbed into the back of the family pick up truck and that display was enough to let you know that some people &lt;strong&gt;should not&lt;/strong&gt; wear hip huggers. After being in the back of the truck for a while she apparently decided that was not where she wanted to be and began the very amusing (at least for us) process of attempting to get out of the back. We had visions of her going splat on the pavement. Much to our disappointment, she managed to get out without bodily harm to the truck (or to herself or her hip huggers). Then there was the older "sister" that was sitting on a beach lounger that was sagging precariously. Again another lesson that there are somethings that some types of people &lt;strong&gt;should not do. &lt;/strong&gt;She managed to get through the entire three hours without the seat collapsing with her in it (again much to our disappointment). And last but not least from this group was the mother. She brought along her own fireworks entertainment in the form of some kind of sparkler but not the kind on the stick. In true redneck form she burned up 97.6% of them before it was dark. She also provided us with a fashion &lt;strong&gt;don't &lt;/strong&gt;by wearing a mid riff baring tank top. When she became bored with her fireworks, she went to the car and got a wheel chair out to sit in. That in and of itself was not bad idea but the chair was not designed for someone of her rather large size. The buttons on the back were decidedly stressed even from our distance of approximately 30 feet away. We had visions of dodging popping buttons/rivets at any moment. The next group of note had two girls younger than Meghan. They were setting off a pre - city display of fireworks in the parking lot redneck style. They were around 50 feet away and having a grand time. Some members of that group were more plastered than the group at the bar 200 feet away. Then was the near skateboard/bike collision. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just a few hours earlier the lawn service truck backed their lawn mower off the the trailer and jump started the truck with it. (In front of the auto parts store) A very true redneck moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now being a southern girl myself, I did my own version of the "Hey ya'll watch this". A couple girls that Meghan knew showed up and sat near us. The girls all started trying to turn cartwheels. Well it felt like a dare and the southern in me could not resist. I showed them up and started turning cartwheels with them in our part of the parking lot. The one little girl was impressed to find that &lt;strong&gt;adults &lt;/strong&gt;knew how to do cartwheels. She tried to get me to do a one handed cart wheel and a front handspring. I managed to avoid that dare and keep the southern in me tightly reined simply because I have a healthy respect for my body or maybe just a real lack of desire to see a hospital again anytime soon as a patient. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While watching and observing all this, I learned that my husband can be almost as catty as a woman. (my mom defends him though and says he was simply being amusing) So the next time he attempts to tell his mom and I we are being catty, I will remind him of his own cattiness  might actually make us look more like "kittens". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also for those of you that want to annoy Alan, the &lt;em&gt;Small World &lt;/em&gt;song and &lt;em&gt;Pac Man Fever &lt;/em&gt;are not the only ones to use. ( Bryan if you still have a copy of &lt;em&gt;Pac Man Fever&lt;/em&gt; I would sure love to have one also.) The theme song from the ice cream truck(&lt;em&gt;Turkey in the Straw)&lt;/em&gt; will do the trick nicely as well. The ice cream truck parked behind us for about 2 hours playing the song over and over and over...!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the way home, we took fire and Alan was looking for air support as the rednecks continued firing off their personal arsenals. One salvo fired directly over his head. The worse part was all he saw was the glow - he did not get to enjoy the actual display.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The best "Hey ya'll watch this" came from Kelli today - down the street from her they managed to set the displays off spectacularly into the side of a car. Of course that could have had better results besides a huge dent:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are gearing up for another simulation of living in Beirut until well after 2 in the morning. Despite pleadings from local officials to please enjoy the public displays of fireworks, the "hill billy's" were still out in force with their own displays and will remain so for the weekend. The catch here was before we became homeowners, we thought all of this was kind of cool (after all we are southerners), but now we are more concerned about our property than the coolness of it all. &lt;/p&gt;Oh and Frank, we all missed you even though you called and we still have your roast beef sandwich waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of us that are southerners we tend to think that the hill billy and redneck titles are exclusive to us; however, I can assure after living in Florida for 6 years, the terms redneck and hill billy do not know geographical, regional, national or ethnic boundaries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-1095955131605866873?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/1095955131605866873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=1095955131605866873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1095955131605866873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1095955131605866873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-yall-watch-this.html' title='&quot;Hey Ya&apos;ll Watch This&quot;'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-6030933981351435908</id><published>2008-07-02T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:13:04.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><title type='text'>Hurricane Jeanne 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGxGrSjSNaI/AAAAAAAAAH8/xR96_4oOPs4/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218623777743713698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGxGrSjSNaI/AAAAAAAAAH8/xR96_4oOPs4/s320/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I enjoy the storms that Mother Nature sends, it does not hurt to remember the fact that she remains a force to be reckoned with as this picture taken 12+ hours after Hurricane Jeanne made landfall in 2004. This is the street we live on - poor dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-6030933981351435908?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/6030933981351435908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=6030933981351435908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6030933981351435908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6030933981351435908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/07/hurricane-jeanne-2004.html' title='Hurricane Jeanne 2004'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGxGrSjSNaI/AAAAAAAAAH8/xR96_4oOPs4/s72-c/Picture+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-8042121580460657005</id><published>2008-07-02T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:13:40.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><title type='text'>Clouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGxAEDOpKfI/AAAAAAAAAH0/5ZhgCloXcP4/s1600-h/storm.clouds.7.2.08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218616506545940978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGxAEDOpKfI/AAAAAAAAAH0/5ZhgCloXcP4/s320/storm.clouds.7.2.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGw_8BOjVyI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Cn-E43n9QBo/s1600-h/storm+clouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218616368569734946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGw_8BOjVyI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Cn-E43n9QBo/s320/storm+clouds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like any place you live there are many great things about the place that make it unique. For me I find the sheer beauty that can be found to awe inspiring. I enjoy the phenomenal sunsets that we see. I understand the sun rises are equally impressive but I am not usually in a good place to witness those. And days off - I am the only truly morning person in this house. The rest of my household thinks mornings are highly overrated and are content to sleep til noon. (anyone that knows my husband well is aware of his penchant for sleeping late. My daughter does not fall that far from the tree. Even the kitten thinks mornings are overrated so needless to say, I see very little of the sun rises. I love the ocean and the way you can feel the different moods of nature by standing on the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time of year here in "sunny" Florida is not for the faint of heart. ( For the uninitiated, this time of year sunshine tends to be in a liquid form by afternoon) If Mother Nature in all her stormy glory scares you then you might not want to be here. Me - well I find the storms to actually be soothing and awesome to watch. Unless of course that lightening strike is a little too close - I have a healthy respect for the her abilities and power. While I enjoy the storms in all their fury, I can do without another up close experience with hurricanes for a little bit longer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This of course brings us to the reason for this post and that is to share some pictures of storm clouds that where in the area today when I was at work. They were moving so fast that the most dramatic views had moved before I remembered that I have a camera on my cell phone:) So enjoy the photos and will try to remember to take more as the rainy season progresses here in the "Sunshine" state. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-8042121580460657005?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/8042121580460657005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=8042121580460657005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8042121580460657005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8042121580460657005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/07/clouds.html' title='Clouds'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGxAEDOpKfI/AAAAAAAAAH0/5ZhgCloXcP4/s72-c/storm.clouds.7.2.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-6592677553576523461</id><published>2008-07-01T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T18:39:42.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><title type='text'>The Wait is Over</title><content type='html'>Well folks, we finally are up to date. We not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; have cable TV again for the first time in 6 years. (Amazingly there are new History Channel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;episodes&lt;/span&gt;. YEAH!!!! Now for me the even better part of all this is the broadband &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; connection. They will be back out tomorrow to make some adjustments since the cable is not working very well in the living room. Too bad I have to no more days &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;off&lt;/span&gt; until next Tuesday:( But that is another post entirely. While I am in the I hate my job mode, I will wait til I am truly pissed off or more completely pissed on to make that post. I am sure that someone will find it entertaining and make them very thankful for their jobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-6592677553576523461?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/6592677553576523461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=6592677553576523461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6592677553576523461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6592677553576523461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/07/wait-is-over.html' title='The Wait is Over'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-1578958738351048334</id><published>2008-06-27T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T19:25:54.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><title type='text'>Another Countdown</title><content type='html'>We are in the official countdown to cable and broadband for the computer. We have decided that almost six years without it that maybe it is time to get it again. I am looking forward to upgrading our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; service. So anyway, the cable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;company&lt;/span&gt; will be here on Tuesday to install us. Meghan is trying very hard to lay claim on the big TV in the living room - NOT GOING to happen!! Daddy says that one is his - so then she tried for the smaller 42" in our bedroom -still NOT GOING to happen. She claims her TV is too small. My response - be thankful it is color and 13". My TV at her age was black and white and 9". We were thinking of letting her have the 19" TV in our guest room but we might have to make her wait awhile now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-1578958738351048334?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/1578958738351048334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=1578958738351048334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1578958738351048334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/1578958738351048334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-countdown.html' title='Another Countdown'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2461564194879323133</id><published>2008-06-26T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T19:19:25.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii'/><title type='text'>Wii challenges</title><content type='html'>For those of you keeping track, I have fallen behind in the bowling challenges;  however, I am now in 2nd for the Big Brain challenge.  The furrent standings are listed on the right side.   Yes the are scores such as B minus minus.   I guess that means .... better than C++ ... but not as good as B -.   I don't know... seems kinda odd but I will won't strain too much trying to understand since I am ahead of that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2461564194879323133?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2461564194879323133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2461564194879323133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2461564194879323133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2461564194879323133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/06/wii-challenges.html' title='Wii challenges'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2617974729732135587</id><published>2008-06-26T18:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:02:08.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family and friends'/><title type='text'>Time Moves On</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow afternoon my cousin's daughter will get married. Sadly, we are unable to afford to fly up for the wedding. I would like to have gone but between work and cost to fly, I could not be there. I feel almost as though I am letting my cousin down. She was there for my wedding and except for my parents she was the only family that I had at my side when Alan and I were married. I know that there will be plenty of family there and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;presence&lt;/span&gt; will not be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a couple of summers with my cousin and her husband when I was in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre-&lt;/span&gt;teen years. Unfortunately, I was too young when my cousin's daughter was at the same age I was then to recreate the same experience for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lot fewer years between my cousin's daughter and me than there are between my cousin and I. I remember when I found out that my cousin was having her daughter and how excited I was awaiting the news that she had arrived. I remember shopping and getting a huge box together to send to them. I was a little younger than my daughter is now. Being an only child, I looked forwarded to doing things with her as she got older. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, those things never happened. The travel distance was too great. Add to that, I am horrible at writing letters. No, it is not really the writing letters part that I have a problem with it is remembering where the address book is and actually putting it in the mailbox. I guess bottom line while I was busy growing up so was she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the things that we did not get to do and the time that passed while we were both growing up, my cousin's daughter will always have a special place in my heart. So with that said, I offer these hopes for her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I hope that the man she has chosen has proven himself worthy of the "little girl" that I hold dear in my heart and memories (yes she has grown up but I remember the little girl I spent a couple of summers with that thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt; was the best thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I hope that she finds the same contentment and security within her marriage as I have found in mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I hope that he is at least half as terrific as my husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all I wish for her complete happiness. I really regret that I am not there to wish her in person all these things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2617974729732135587?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2617974729732135587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2617974729732135587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2617974729732135587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2617974729732135587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-moves-on.html' title='Time Moves On'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-8055917648331078527</id><published>2008-06-25T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T15:32:30.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walking'/><title type='text'>Walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGLGqaXT--I/AAAAAAAAAC0/xDFmAMxki9I/s1600-h/MultimedMA19992962-0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215949750382361570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGLGqaXT--I/AAAAAAAAAC0/xDFmAMxki9I/s320/MultimedMA19992962-0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order to supplement all the good that our dance class did for us, we have taken up walking along one of the local causways. ( we have at least 2 more months before that starts back up if it is offered again). We walked about 3 miles today with this. Alan and I had absolutely no problem making the walk; however, our queen of dance had problems making the trek. We will get her built up so that we can make the walk from there to the beach and back. While we were walking, it struck me how beautiful a place we live and how lucky we really are to live somewhere like this. I will have to remember to bring one of our digital cameras along with us on the walk. The cell phone does ok but its not as good as the a real camera. Of course while I am on the subject of the beauty of the area we live, beauty does have its short comings namely in the name of hurricanes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture was taken on our way back (when I finally rememeber that my cell phone had a camera on it) .  Our car is parked on the other side of the bridge that you see in the picture.  Meghan was not a happy camper at this point but she did recover quickly and run part of the way back.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-8055917648331078527?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/8055917648331078527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=8055917648331078527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8055917648331078527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8055917648331078527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/06/walking.html' title='Walking'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGLGqaXT--I/AAAAAAAAAC0/xDFmAMxki9I/s72-c/MultimedMA19992962-0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-8194781310540708197</id><published>2008-06-25T08:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:14:22.621-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Backyard Tourist'/><title type='text'>Bok Sanctuary Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGK9doDssPI/AAAAAAAAACs/RyHEw1FXfqc/s1600-h/bok+towers+276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215939635115241714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGK9doDssPI/AAAAAAAAACs/RyHEw1FXfqc/s320/bok+towers+276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGJrcPt-m2I/AAAAAAAAACk/Jq1DThQX-Vk/s1600-h/bok+towers+262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215849451448343394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGJrcPt-m2I/AAAAAAAAACk/Jq1DThQX-Vk/s320/bok+towers+262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGJi_AGX3GI/AAAAAAAAACU/aUy260O52F8/s1600-h/bok+towers+272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215840152946465890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGJi_AGX3GI/AAAAAAAAACU/aUy260O52F8/s320/bok+towers+272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day when I was flipping through the pictures on here I realized never I had gotten around to leaving a picture of the &lt;a href="http://boksanctuary.org/"&gt;Bok Sanctuary &lt;/a&gt;in Lake Wales Florida. This is a truly sad oversight on my part because it was a truly beautiful place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door to the carillon is a made of brass and each panel depicts part of the story of Genesis. Unfortunately, the gate were closed so that you could not get real close to the to see all the panels. I could have gotten a better picture with a larger telephoto, but mine just does not reach far enough. I guess that will be our next savings goal. Anyway this is a lovely place and is worth a visit if you are ever in the central Florida area. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-8194781310540708197?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/8194781310540708197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=8194781310540708197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8194781310540708197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/8194781310540708197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/06/bok-sanctuary-pictures.html' title='Bok Sanctuary Pictures'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SGK9doDssPI/AAAAAAAAACs/RyHEw1FXfqc/s72-c/bok+towers+276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-3073263274816394578</id><published>2008-06-24T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:42:58.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii'/><title type='text'>Wii Big Brain</title><content type='html'>Well for those of you tracking the progress on on our Wii challenges in pur husehold -here is an update!!  I still hold the record on bowling and am the person to beat in that category.  I moved from third on Big Brain to second.  I am right behind Alan.  Maybe I can catch him tomorrow!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meghan has some Pokeman game for the Wii that she plays as often as possible.  I judt do not get the whole Pokeman thing.  I hope this is something that she will outgrow soon.  It drives me crazy since I do not understand the point or attraction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-3073263274816394578?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/3073263274816394578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=3073263274816394578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3073263274816394578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3073263274816394578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/06/wii-big-brain.html' title='Wii Big Brain'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-7230978448405076827</id><published>2008-06-20T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:11:27.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Violin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meghan'/><title type='text'>Meghan's school solo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4d6170dfda4deb9a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4d6170dfda4deb9a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330318896%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FE40F024461DADE985742E7EAD0FF85E88A65DF.30094BA97080F21D863EB27D7730BCF76B6BFA6E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4d6170dfda4deb9a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dg6f5e7FSxhfOjxOL7jcq1Nk_ZsA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4d6170dfda4deb9a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330318896%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FE40F024461DADE985742E7EAD0FF85E88A65DF.30094BA97080F21D863EB27D7730BCF76B6BFA6E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4d6170dfda4deb9a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dg6f5e7FSxhfOjxOL7jcq1Nk_ZsA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FINALLY - the long awaited video of Meghan's solo in her school concert.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was only the third time that she played with the piano accompaniment.  Due to the fires that we had the week before she and the music teacher missed rehearsing together as much as was planned.   She is performing &lt;em&gt;Angel of Music&lt;/em&gt; from Andrew Loyd Weber's &lt;em&gt;Phantom of the Opera.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-7230978448405076827?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4d6170dfda4deb9a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/7230978448405076827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=7230978448405076827' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7230978448405076827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7230978448405076827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/06/meghans-school-solo.html' title='Meghan&apos;s school solo'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-6758173287642318772</id><published>2008-06-17T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T19:21:22.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii'/><title type='text'>Wii Fever Continues</title><content type='html'>The Wii challenges continue to dominate our home. It is now the wii (ha ha) hours of the morning here and Alan is still playing. I got off work at 10 pm and have not been able to play yet. I remember hearing the competition is healthy - I guess whoever said that had yet to encounter a Wii or maybe did not have the competitve drive that the three of us have. The good news that I am still top dog at bowling but the purchase of Big Brain Academy has assisted in that I am sure. I hold a couple of top scores on Big Brain but fewer than a couple of days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must see if I can get the controller. MY TURN!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-6758173287642318772?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/6758173287642318772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=6758173287642318772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6758173287642318772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6758173287642318772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/06/wii-fever-continues.html' title='Wii Fever Continues'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-522535289830021808</id><published>2008-06-15T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T19:21:52.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii'/><title type='text'>The Wii challenge</title><content type='html'>For those of you helping me keep track, I still reign supreme in bowling on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; sports. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; fit challenge I do not fare as well. I have not yet mastered a good strategy for the tennis and I had not even tried the baseball yet. Guess what was on the fitness test. Bowling ( which I smoked my competitors), tennis (which I struggle with) and baseball which was not a favorite of mine in school and I had yet to do when the gauntlet was thrown down for the fitness test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we do not have enough competition happening in this house, we bought Big Brain Academy for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;. After the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;initial&lt;/span&gt; test I am third but on the two of the practice things I hold the record. Now Meghan had the Big Brain Academy for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt; and my mom and Alan compete on that one. I do not like that one as well as Brain Age for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt;. ( yes both 1 and 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must go now to uphold my scores and create new ones to beat:) Wish me luck - I do so hate to lose:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-522535289830021808?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/522535289830021808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=522535289830021808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/522535289830021808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/522535289830021808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/06/wii-challenge.html' title='The Wii challenge'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-6238787625424450140</id><published>2008-06-14T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:15:03.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Backyard Tourist'/><title type='text'>The National UDT-Seal Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SFPQf2PK_YI/AAAAAAAAACM/-ikjpBixSew/s1600-h/bok+towers+127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211738439351467394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SFPQf2PK_YI/AAAAAAAAACM/-ikjpBixSew/s320/bok+towers+127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Truly a tribute to the work this group has done. The website for this museum is &lt;a href="http://www.navysealmuseum.com/"&gt;http://www.navysealmuseum.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-6238787625424450140?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/6238787625424450140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=6238787625424450140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6238787625424450140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6238787625424450140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/06/national-udt-seal-museum.html' title='The National UDT-Seal Museum'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SFPQf2PK_YI/AAAAAAAAACM/-ikjpBixSew/s72-c/bok+towers+127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-4291239891001811660</id><published>2008-06-14T06:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:15:42.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lighthouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Backyard Tourist'/><title type='text'>Jupiter Lighthouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SFPL1Zo6kMI/AAAAAAAAACE/EoJ96C8xz7w/s1600-h/bok+towers+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211733312073797826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SFPL1Zo6kMI/AAAAAAAAACE/EoJ96C8xz7w/s320/bok+towers+097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least you can still take a picture of this enven if it is closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can view the website for this location at &lt;a href="http://www.lrhs.org/"&gt;http://www.lrhs.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-4291239891001811660?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/4291239891001811660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=4291239891001811660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4291239891001811660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4291239891001811660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/06/jupiter-lighthouse.html' title='Jupiter Lighthouse'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SFPL1Zo6kMI/AAAAAAAAACE/EoJ96C8xz7w/s72-c/bok+towers+097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-7580907639127206963</id><published>2008-06-13T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:16:34.938-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Backyard Tourist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii'/><title type='text'>Being Tourist In Our Own Backyard</title><content type='html'>What a great week this has been. Meghan's dance recital went well, Alan's parents made it here for the recital and have spent the week with us. This is the first time since we moved to Florida that I have managed to be off the during the time they were visiting, so we did "touristy" things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was the start of Alan' s time off. We attempted to go to Ft Pierce and visit the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;UDT&lt;/span&gt; - Navy Seal Museum. Alan is a huge history (military history in particular) buff. The Ft. Pierce area is recognized as the birthplace of the SEALS. Unfortunately for Alan we arrived only to find that it is closed on Mondays. We decided that we would continue down the coast to the see the &lt;a href="http://www.lrhs.org/"&gt;Jupiter Lighthouse&lt;/a&gt;. Guess what? That is closed on Mondays as well. So we started out the week feeling a little like a scene from a National Lampoon movie. The day was not a total waste since we took a ride along A1A to get to these places. The views from A1A a magnificent; and its a good way to get in touch with all the beauty that is uniquely Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday we tried again on the &lt;a href="http://www.navysealmuseum.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;UDT-&lt;/span&gt; Navy Seal Museum &lt;/a&gt;and this time IT WAS OPEN!!! Alan has wanted to go to this museum since before we moved to Florida. He really enjoyed the museum. I found myself pleasantly surprised by the museum. It is right on the beach and while we were there they had a "summer camp" group of kids that it looked like they were going through a mini BUDS type training program. The were many neat displays in the museum and the grounds were covered with boats and sub type devices that were all a part of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;UDT&lt;/span&gt;, Frogman, SEAL legacy. The greatest thing about this was to read the information on the displays and have it reinforced about how great American ingenuity is when it allowed to flourish and come up with solutions that are outside the box. I believe the reason the WWII generation is remembered for how great it was is because they allowed to simply &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;analyze&lt;/span&gt; a need set forth to do what is necessary and without the overwhelming emphasis on being politically correct. The push to follow this dictate hampers our generations of Americans ability to set about solving the challenges put forth to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday the gentleman in the group humored my mother in law and me and took us to &lt;a href="http://boksanctuary.org/"&gt;Bok Sanctuary &lt;/a&gt;in Lake Wales Florida. This was home to the first Carillon in Florida. It was built upon Iron Mountain which is the highest point on the Florida &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;peninsula&lt;/span&gt;. They believe that this part of Florida was never underwater when the rest if the area was. This is called the ridge area of Florida which is believe to have been an island chain that existed before the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;peninsula&lt;/span&gt; emerged from water. The gardens were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;. There were lots of places to sit and relax as you strolled through out the grounds. The carillon (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bok&lt;/span&gt; Tower) was beautiful. The bells rang out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt; every hour and then we were able to listen to half hour concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meghan's new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; was hooked up so we also spent time with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; sports. I am enjoying the fact that currently I am out bowling everyone else in the family. It won't last long since I really stink at bowling. Alan usually is much better than I am but he has not quite beaten me.....Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My in laws are leaving very EARLY in the morning to go home. We are attempting to go up the coast to see the shuttle land in the morning. We had a really great time being "tourist" in our own backyard.&lt;/p&gt;There is lots around us to enjoy when we take the time to look. I believe we will take several days this summer to do short day trips. It was great to spend time with family without the need to go rushing off to other commitments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have time, I will post pictures of the week as individual post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-7580907639127206963?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/7580907639127206963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=7580907639127206963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7580907639127206963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7580907639127206963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/06/being-tourist-in-our-own-backyard.html' title='Being Tourist In Our Own Backyard'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-7643344626030189505</id><published>2008-06-13T06:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T06:54:19.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webkinz'/><title type='text'>Meghan</title><content type='html'>Meghan and I went to the mall yesterday to go to Limited Too to cash in her $5 coupon for her report card.  She picked a new Webkinz.  (like she really needs another)  She picked the new Pink Googles.  While we were at the mall we found out that the pet of the month for July is the Cheeky Monkey which she has but has not yet registered.  So it will be registered next month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were there she decided she was ready to get her ears pierced.   Of course my mom was unimpressed because she does not like pierced ears. ( I was 19 before I had my ears pierced, because she would not allow it.  It was my point of rebellion.)  She is ready to begin shopping for earrings but as I have reminded her, 6 weeks is a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-7643344626030189505?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/7643344626030189505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=7643344626030189505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7643344626030189505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7643344626030189505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/06/meghan.html' title='Meghan'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-7784799565567762803</id><published>2008-06-11T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T05:16:27.189-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recital'/><title type='text'>Wow!! I haven't posted in a long time!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SFBUHs65aTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QVCF7FqdKEs/s1600-h/bok+towers+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210757260161673522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SFBUHs65aTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QVCF7FqdKEs/s320/bok+towers+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot believe how unattentive I have been to the this. Since my disatrous attempt to put video of Meghan with her violin solo at her school concert. ( I still plan to post it ) Since that date, Meghan has finished school for the year. She made the A/B honor roll for this last grading period (she was devestated over her 1 B) but she made the A honor roll for the entire school year. She is done with school until they return in August. My how time flies, she will be in fourth grade this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dress rehearsal for the dancde recital went very good. Meghan had picks done in all three dance costumes and her school concert dress and violin. The dance recital went well also. I will try to post some pics. I think maybe I can handle that possibly (ha ha). Meghan was apparently upset with one of the girls in the hip hop class during the performance. I understand that she was upset looking during the performance like she was going to cry or deck someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alan's mom and dad are here with this week as we are on vacation for the first week that she is not in school. We have had a really good time although there are plenty of instances that will provide fodder for this especially Monday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-7784799565567762803?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/7784799565567762803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=7784799565567762803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7784799565567762803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7784799565567762803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/06/wow-i-havent-posted-in-long-time.html' title='Wow!! I haven&apos;t posted in a long time!!!'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SFBUHs65aTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QVCF7FqdKEs/s72-c/bok+towers+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-5944067853853312744</id><published>2008-05-20T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:18:39.054-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Violin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solos'/><title type='text'>The Last Concert of the school year</title><content type='html'>Tonight marked the last concert of the school year. Meghan performed her solo at the day time demonstration concert for fourth and fifth graders and again at the evening concert. The afternoon performance was a resounding success. The most amount of applause was for her performance in front of her peers. The appreciation for her performance shown by her peers astounded the music teacher as well as she was still talking about it when we returned to the school for the evening performance. Three of her friends showed up for the performance tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time that we have seen Meghan show any sign of nerves for a performance. Unfortunately it effected her a little bit. Hopefully tomorrow I can put some of the video up. Of course tomorrow is the the third grade writers tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-5944067853853312744?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/5944067853853312744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=5944067853853312744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5944067853853312744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/5944067853853312744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-concert-of-school-year.html' title='The Last Concert of the school year'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-6697812318320275319</id><published>2008-05-18T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T07:48:40.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BSYO'/><title type='text'>BSYO Article in The Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SDBAGp-GIbI/AAAAAAAAABs/f6C_nIleyLI/s1600-h/bsyo+article.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201728052702618034" style="WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" height="245" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SDBAGp-GIbI/AAAAAAAAABs/f6C_nIleyLI/s320/bsyo+article.jpg" width="578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An article about the BSYO was printed in &lt;em&gt;The Sun&lt;/em&gt; which is a local newspaper. Meghan is in the strings ensemble and is a third grader. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-6697812318320275319?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/6697812318320275319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=6697812318320275319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6697812318320275319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/6697812318320275319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/05/bsyo-article-in-sun.html' title='BSYO Article in The Sun'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SDBAGp-GIbI/AAAAAAAAABs/f6C_nIleyLI/s72-c/bsyo+article.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-3090893196852923499</id><published>2008-05-16T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T19:55:28.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>Introducing Nibbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SC2hEZ-GIaI/AAAAAAAAABk/F6ST5HE1V3M/s1600-h/dance+strings+274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200990241745674658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SC2hEZ-GIaI/AAAAAAAAABk/F6ST5HE1V3M/s320/dance+strings+274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SC2dpJ-GIZI/AAAAAAAAABc/rtqU-0oXNbA/s1600-h/dance+strings+271.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a new pet at our house. He is a very intelligent kitten that is approximately 6 months old. Meghan has all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt; for him. She makes sure he has food and water and cleans the litter box. When she leaves a room he stops to see were she is and see if she is coming back. He is very playful and does not sit still very long for all the cuddling that a 9 year old little girl is interested in providing. That will change as he calms down a little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He does not seem to like other cats. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;in laws&lt;/span&gt; are coming the beginning of June with the lab so we will see how they do together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture is of him on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Meghan's&lt;/span&gt; Hilary Duff comforter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-3090893196852923499?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/3090893196852923499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=3090893196852923499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3090893196852923499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/3090893196852923499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/05/introducing-nibbles.html' title='Introducing Nibbles'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SC2hEZ-GIaI/AAAAAAAAABk/F6ST5HE1V3M/s72-c/dance+strings+274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-7958150181950439987</id><published>2008-05-15T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T19:59:03.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother Nature'/><title type='text'>Fires Nearby</title><content type='html'>For those of you that are aware of where we live, recent reports on the news may have caused you to question what our situation here is. We were about 8 to 10 miles away from the brush fires. The only danger we faced from all this was smoke in the air and the fact that these were arson related and the arsonist was not caught until yesterday. We saw fire trucks from all over Florida as assistance from across the stay poured into our city to help fight these fires. It is sad to see on the news peoples homes burning but it boost your faith in people to see the overwhelming out reach toward these people. To see people assist those in need is mighty powerful thing. Fortunately, none of our friends faced any problems from the fires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meghan missed 2 days of school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of the fires. We will see if that has any effect on the last day of school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-7958150181950439987?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/7958150181950439987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=7958150181950439987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7958150181950439987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/7958150181950439987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/05/fires-nearby.html' title='Fires Nearby'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-2954635412780957573</id><published>2008-05-11T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T19:26:01.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BSYO'/><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SCeu8Z-GIYI/AAAAAAAAABU/y0E8OUwXwyc/s1600-h/dance+strings+293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199316647609246082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SCeu8Z-GIYI/AAAAAAAAABU/y0E8OUwXwyc/s320/dance+strings+293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meghan had her first performance on violin at the &lt;a href="http://kingcenter.com/"&gt;King&lt;/a&gt; Center. While she has performed her dance recitals at the the &lt;a href="http://kingcenter.com/"&gt;King&lt;/a&gt; Center, this was a first for playing her violin and there was enough light for her to see the audience from the stage. She claims that she cannot see the audience at all when they are onstage with the dance recital which is possible with the light off in the seating area and the stage lights shining on the stage. Her group performed very well indeed. Very impressive for a group of elementary and middle school students. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brevard&lt;/span&gt; Symphony Youth Orchestra (&lt;a href="http://bsyo.org/"&gt;BSYO&lt;/a&gt;) has three level of groups. Meghan is in the strings ensemble. The next group up is Concert Orchestra which seems to made up of mostly junior high and high school and the group after that is Symphony Orchestra consist of all high school age students. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you unfamiliar with the &lt;a href="http://king/"&gt;King&lt;/a&gt; Center it is where josh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Groban&lt;/span&gt;, Donna Summer, Liza &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Manelli&lt;/span&gt;, Willie Nelson, Cyndi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lauper&lt;/span&gt;, Tony Bennett and many others have performed here in the Melbourne area. It is quite an honor and impressive to the kids to get to perform at this location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that it was enjoyable way to spend Mothers Day. I watched my daughter perform on a large stage for an audience that probably number in the hundreds for the first time with her violin. She appeared very poised and come when she came on stage - no small feat for an nine year old regardless of having danced on this same stage the previous 2 years with her dance classes. This is one of those moments that you do not wish to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For dinner, we all went out to eat Olive Garden which was a disappointment for Meghan. She thought for sure we would choose her favorite and go to Red Lobster; however, we will be going there for Meghan's dance recital dinner with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mamoo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Papoo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mawmaw&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Pawpaw&lt;/span&gt; so we decide to go somewhere different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Mothers Day to all the moms out there!!!!! I hope you spent it in an enjoyable way with quality time spent with your kids or phone calls from your kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-2954635412780957573?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/2954635412780957573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=2954635412780957573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2954635412780957573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/2954635412780957573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SCeu8Z-GIYI/AAAAAAAAABU/y0E8OUwXwyc/s72-c/dance+strings+293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-4837978233860267318</id><published>2008-05-05T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T19:26:48.170-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><title type='text'>The Final Countdown</title><content type='html'>The final countdown before summer break is upon us. Today as I was dropping Meghan at school, they announced over the intercom that it yearbooks could be purchased for $13.00. cash payments are the only form of payment since we are right at the end of the school year. Of course I managed to forget about it until 9:30 tonight and I have a hard and fast rule about going to ATMs after dark which meant we scrambled and Alan has to give up his stash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was also the final rehearsal for Meghan's string orchestra for this year. The concert is Sunday (Happy Mother's Day) which meant that we had to purchase tickets tonight to avoid the additional surcharges that will be added at the King Center's Box office and only cost us $46.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, we will purchase the tickets to the dance recital which is also at the King Center but again to avoid surcharges at the box office we must purchase early. Tickets for this are $19.00 per adult. The only people that we have to get tickets for are the grandparents and Alan. I am a "backstage" mom which means I do not have to purchase a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Uncle Bryan and Aunt Jennifer appear to be unable to come this year. While Meghan is disappointed that they are unable to attend any of her events, she will have plenty of people there to cheer her on as she dances across the stage. Her teacher from kindergarten is coming to the dance recital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the end of the month we also have dance registration fees for school year and registration and audition fees for string ensemble for next year. I feel like that song in &lt;em&gt;Evita&lt;/em&gt; that has the line about the money keeps rolling out except that unlike the song the money is not rolling in. Oh well I have a year to save for the following year. Thankfully knowing these things are coming up, we save toward them each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meghan's school concert is on May 20 and all her friends from dance will be there. So far she looks to be the only one playing a solo and that will be &lt;em&gt;Angel of Music &lt;/em&gt;from &lt;em&gt;Phantom of the Opera. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-4837978233860267318?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/4837978233860267318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=4837978233860267318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4837978233860267318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4837978233860267318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/05/wind-down.html' title='The Final Countdown'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-489477758377615820.post-4081373838182972641</id><published>2008-05-02T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:20:58.498-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Science Fair</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday was the wrap up of the science fair and the the third grade science project. Meghan did not win anything at the county science fair. She was very disappointed but as we told her, you cannot win everything. This from the child that was not even sure that she wanted to enter her project in the school fair let alone hope top win and get to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;county&lt;/span&gt; level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, she did come home with letter notifying us that she was won a character &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;achievement&lt;/span&gt; medal at school and that will be awarded on May 8t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;. Granted this is the third one she has received since kindergarten but it is still an honor since they award 1 per class each month. Also this will give her a chance to wear on of the skirt suit type outfits and gives us an excuse for dinner out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/489477758377615820-4081373838182972641?l=themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/feeds/4081373838182972641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=489477758377615820&amp;postID=4081373838182972641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4081373838182972641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/489477758377615820/posts/default/4081373838182972641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themundaneandtheinane.blogspot.com/2008/05/science-fair.html' title='Science Fair'/><author><name>Jini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084102828544242319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z0Eqvy6uBRY/SAIQTsRrdaI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZhwqvs4YhU/S220/Air+Show+Tico+Airport+2008+597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
