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<?xml-stylesheet href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl" type="text/xsl" media="screen"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css" type="text/css" media="screen"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 01:12:01 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>WeeBitWonky</title><description /><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Weebitwonky" type="application/rss+xml" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-3954130148677212381</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2007 19:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-20T14:38:50.073-05:00</atom:updated><title>Moving Day!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://weebitwonky.com/blog/wp-content/themes/typography/images/WBWheader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://weebitwonky.com/blog/wp-content/themes/typography/images/WBWheader.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float: left; color: rgb(153, 204, 102); line-height: 80px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 5px;font-family:times;font-size:100;"  &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; am moving my blog over to my own &lt;a href="http://weebitwonky.com/blog"&gt;domain&lt;/a&gt; and using &lt;a href="http://wordpress.com/"&gt;WordPress&lt;/a&gt; to blog with. It took a few days to design the new template but VOILA! She is fini! &lt;a href="http://weebitwonky.com/blog"&gt;Come on over&lt;/a&gt;––all are welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/04/moving-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-7405544892282187858</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2007 19:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-13T14:56:58.092-05:00</atom:updated><title>A Real FUN Guy!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/438196171_70059f5ff7_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/438196171_70059f5ff7_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;e thinks me tree stump has athletes foot––well it is a fungus! Too bad yard 'shrooms are POISONOUS!! Doesn't it look so Woodlandyish? All I need are Faeries fluttering about. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/04/real-fun-guy_13.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-2435866657943106315</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2007 19:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-13T14:25:40.141-05:00</atom:updated><title>Moments Like This...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/173/438190119_959eb704f6_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/173/438190119_959eb704f6_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;ake me all warm and joyful! This is my Baby Girl (child #7) reading to my Oldest Baby's Baby...clear as mud?</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/04/moments-like-this.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-2576432657471083200</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2007 01:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-09T20:06:35.780-05:00</atom:updated><title>Bad, Bad, Blogger</title><description>&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;e patient. I am on day 5 of a big migraine. ACK!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/04/bad-bad-blogger.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-7092777346641017378</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2007 16:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-04T22:34:59.514-05:00</atom:updated><title>Konnichiwa</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1wRW_qbeII/RhPR-DzYx1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/rBnE5Rypas0/s1600-h/mmpwBook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1wRW_qbeII/RhPR-DzYx1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/rBnE5Rypas0/s320/mmpwBook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049610471315392338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;ehold! Yup..straight from Amazon Japan––"Machine Made Patchworks". It only took 4 days to get from Tokyo to Austin!&lt;br /&gt;Arigatou-gozaimasu (thank you)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/04/konnichiwa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_W1wRW_qbeII/RhPR-DzYx1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/rBnE5Rypas0/s72-c/mmpwBook.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-8271956697638496253</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2007 18:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-03T14:03:56.780-05:00</atom:updated><title>Oy! With the Poodles Already!</title><description>&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;hy do I say "Oy!" so much? I get asked that quite often...Oy! Well, It is always...well, most of the time...so very À Propos (wow! Yiddish and French!). But I digress...(and use too many 3dots and parenthesis!). I have found I am in good company using "Oy!" One of my favorite TV shows is&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1wRW_qbeII/RhKkGlhay7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2ca6sPzeZxg/s1600-h/254450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1wRW_qbeII/RhKkGlhay7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2ca6sPzeZxg/s200/254450.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049278565294197682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cwtv.com/shows/gilmore-girls"&gt;Gilmore Girls&lt;/a&gt; and THEY do it. Here is proof:&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORELAI: Huh. You know what I just realized? Oy is the funniest word in the entire world. &lt;br /&gt;RORY: Huh. &lt;br /&gt;LORELAI: I mean, think about it. You never hear the word oy and not smile. Impossible. Funny, funny word. &lt;br /&gt;EMILY: Oh, dear God. &lt;br /&gt;LORELAI: Poodle is another funny word. &lt;br /&gt;EMILY: Please drink your drink, Lorelai. &lt;br /&gt;LORELAI: In fact, if you put oy and poodle together in the same sentence, you’d have a great new catch phrase, you know? Like, oy with the poodles already. So from now on, when the perfect circumstances arise, we will use our favorite new catch phrase. &lt;br /&gt;RORY: Oy with the poodles already.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again I say––Oy with the poodles already!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/04/oy-with-poodles-already.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W1wRW_qbeII/RhKkGlhay7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2ca6sPzeZxg/s72-c/254450.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-2764320505457557355</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2007 19:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-01T14:30:52.375-05:00</atom:updated><title>What I Did With My Weekend Part 2</title><description>&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ewing! I am piecing together some fabrics to make Daughter #2 a purse&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elktribe/442386662/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/180/442386662_b7efa20734.jpg" width="500" height="366" alt="pursetobe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-i-did-with-my-weekend-part-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-4699573851879512009</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2007 19:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-01T14:27:28.784-05:00</atom:updated><title>What I Did With My Weekend Part 1</title><description>&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;ardens!! A little VEGGIE garden with Tomatoes––red, orange, purple, yellow cherry, red cherry; Peppers––Poblano (Ancho), Purple Bell, Bell; Cucmbers; Squash––Yellow Straight and Zucchini; Japanese Eggplant;Sweet Potatoes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elktribe/442389747/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/177/442389747_79d1772ad5.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="veggies1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another lil garden with HERBS–– Basil––Purple, Regular, Orange &amp; Cinnamon; Oregano;Chives;Italian Parsley; Curry Plant; Rosemary.&lt;br&gt; Medicinals––Feverfew; Comfrey; Lavendar;...and now I can't remember all that I planted! Flowers––Marigolds, Hollyhocks, Petunias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elktribe/442388377/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/175/442388377_369f547d0b.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="herbs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-i-did-with-my-weekend-part-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-5915656026361477282</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 14:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-29T16:43:49.724-05:00</atom:updated><title>He Lived a Good Life</title><description>&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;here has been a Wonky Tragedy! My first lil' felt fur animal. He so loved playing amongst the seedling peppers...&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/434325782_61d4994b73_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/434325782_61d4994b73_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/128/408003010_ce4649ed56_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/128/408003010_ce4649ed56_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being held by Cute babies (see example of cuteness above)...and very content looking extremely Wonky. But alas! His life ended much too soon! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/163/438686415_9da9d1a7d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/163/438686415_9da9d1a7d1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Every effort was made to revive him. The Wonky ER could not use the paddles in fear of fried fur. Cause of death???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/158/438687407_497361540a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/158/438687407_497361540a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/03/he-lived-good-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-5127632533486899019</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 00:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-25T19:24:58.603-05:00</atom:updated><title>1930's Rock</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/170/434310579_f69be2c30e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/170/434310579_f69be2c30e_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;core!! I happened by an estate sale as it was closing up. Wasn't even why I was out... but LOOK! I bought two 1930's tablecloths. I am SOOooooo jazzed! My mind is abuzz with ideas of what to create from them. Ideas?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/03/1930s-rock.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-1416006227946962270</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2007 22:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-21T17:19:21.726-05:00</atom:updated><title>Garden Variety</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/176/429710464_a9b27b8cf0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/176/429710464_a9b27b8cf0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;lum coloured (Oh how I wish I were British or Canadian so I could spell color as &lt;i&gt;colour&lt;/i&gt;) Irises that are blooming in MY garden. I LUV the golden threads that are part of the bloom. My home was built in 1938 so thank you to whomever planted the bulbs!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/03/garden-variety.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-5992892803009217228</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2007 22:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-21T21:13:27.824-05:00</atom:updated><title>TWO AM Felting</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/172/429710121_364048bd09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/172/429710121_364048bd09.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;y first official felting project after making that little ball. Said little ball became a flower pincushion. The blue felt is not wool...just the cheap dime store variety––but it served the purpose and kept me busy instead of thinking of how I was NOT sleeping.&lt;br&gt;Now that I have made it I will perfect it and get a tutorial goin for Y'all (hehehe...this Yankee is trying to be Texan!)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/03/two-am-felting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-2352583270590104555</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2007 16:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-21T23:33:10.186-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Year(s) of the Puffed Sleeves</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/430028609_522ee6fb12_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/430028609_522ee6fb12_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/428216110_c55ce4c5ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/182/428216110_c55ce4c5ab.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;he loved this dress when I made it for her...about 7 or 8 years ago. A lovely pattern. Made triangular insets in the skirt of contrasting fabric. Made my own piping. Covered the buttons myself. We drug it out of a box. &lt;br&gt; Pictured are the results of squeezing my teenage daughter into her favorite dress. I still think she is gorgeous...even with that wonky look on her face!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/03/years-of-puffed-sleeves.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-189968555717230681</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2007 03:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-16T22:41:59.401-05:00</atom:updated><title>Wanting to Be Wonky in the Irish Way</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/423695737_830b343b80_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/423695737_830b343b80_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ong Life to You! St. Patricks Day is in a few hours. Oh how I wish I was toasting with a Pint of Guiness at O'Dowds on the Plaza in KC. It is a wonderful family Pub. A joyful place that you can take the kids and have fun and hear good Irish music. And I'm not even Irish! But Hungarians love to celebrate too! &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/03/wanting-to-be-wonky-in-irish-way.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-4978342119568782689</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2007 16:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-14T12:04:19.030-05:00</atom:updated><title>Need to Focus...Like an Iris</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/168/421205396_3c4b2e7f87_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/168/421205396_3c4b2e7f87_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;his morning I got sooo sidetracked!I will enlighten you of my Sidetracked Path––won't you join me?;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Loving to garden I sign up for emails from seed and gardening companies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:.TODAY.:.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;receive said email&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;go online and view pretty catalog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;see pretty picture of a peachy-pink bearded iris&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;knowing my sister loves Iris I look for copyright/royalty free photos of similar iris&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;find said photo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;copy and save so I can email pretty iris pic to my sis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;while working on web-design for a customer (which is what I was supposed to be doing) my eye catches the thumbnail pic of pretty iris on my desktop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;hmmm...&lt;/i&gt; I think...&lt;i&gt; I could turn that pretty iris into a photoshop brush&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;leave web work and open CS2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;open iris pic and work on creating the pretty iris brush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;while tweaking the iris THE VOICE tells me.. &lt;i&gt;You are sidetracked&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes", I say, "I know."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I this way? I should do better. Hmmm... I should write down how my trail of sidetrackededness happens...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave unfinished Iris creation and open Text file to journal my sidetrackededness...&lt;br /&gt;Wow... look at all the  misspellings... I should... Oh! The Iris&lt;br /&gt;And look! I see I have new email. I should close my mail program. That is what I learned to do in my endeavors to be a good &lt;a href="http://www.43folders.com/2004/09/08/getting-started-with-getting-things-done/"&gt;GTD&lt;/a&gt; groupie. This essay of mine is boring me...I have work to do...But first...that Iris must be finished.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And I forgot to email my sister the original..that means I have to open my email program...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oy! My head! It Spins!&lt;br&gt;Don't even ask me how my fabric folding &amp; sewing room project is going.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/03/need-to-focuslike-iris.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-1392151410745608229</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2007 01:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-13T10:01:01.752-05:00</atom:updated><title>Whoo Hoo</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/184/417756636_57adf5b2ee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/184/417756636_57adf5b2ee.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ust me and Da Boyz! I have the house to myself! I feel like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ferris_Bueller's_Day_Off"&gt;Ferris Bueller&lt;/a&gt;! I can sew! No I can't! DANG! I gotta finish organizing and cleaning the sewing room...&lt;i&gt;maybe...who's to know...hmmm&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pembroke_Welsh_Corgi"&gt;Dogs!!&lt;/a&gt; You are sworn to secrecy! And stop looking at me like that!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/03/j-ust-me-and-da-boyz-i-have-house-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-7112746969854238930</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 20:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-12T20:28:59.560-05:00</atom:updated><title>Her Wonky-ness' Perfection</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/417851868_cf6482d32f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/417851868_cf6482d32f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;ueen of &lt;a href="http://www.wordreference.com/definition/wonky"&gt;Wonky&lt;/a&gt; that I am it is hard to accomplish perfection ... but I think I am on my way. Yesterday I managed to sort and fold some of my fabrics. I am using the &lt;a href="http://thehappyzombie.com/blog/?p=124"&gt;Happy Zombie's&lt;/a&gt; fabric folding method. BUT! DO NOT ATTEMPT this &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;standing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; over a table that is sitting height whilst trying to avoid hitting your head on an angled attic ceiling...I threw my back out...hence the small fabric pile... that still looks a bit wonky to me...but not quite skew-whiff (look it up). As far as the perfectionist thing...well I'm working on it!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/03/her-wonkiness-perfection.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-4163959520152562952</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 19:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-11T15:08:55.710-05:00</atom:updated><title>BBB!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/131/417754838_76f0e7ba49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/131/417754838_76f0e7ba49.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;ig, Beautiful, Biscuits! In celebration of the new Spring Forward time change day I made a yummy breakfast. The biscuits were amazing! (I say with a humble blush). I made grits too...not the pasty watery white quick cooking kind mind you––but real stone-ground yellow ones from &lt;a href="http://www.carolinaplantationrice.com/detail.aspx?ID=4"&gt;Carolina Plantation&lt;/a&gt; I also cooked Black Forest Bacon and eggs for those that like eggs––ick! Not the Mama!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/177/417749816_efe713afd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/177/417749816_efe713afd1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/49/417750146_af010a5072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/49/417750146_af010a5072.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/03/bbb.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-7761046256265013206</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Mar 2007 04:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-09T22:21:18.063-06:00</atom:updated><title>Sewin' Room Blues</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/129/416116509_cbff2a2c93_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/129/416116509_cbff2a2c93_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family:times;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;y! is there any hope? I moved into our home almost 6 months ago and still no organized and pretty sewing area. Oy! I say again. What's a girl to do?? I will be chaining myself to this room until it is in order. . . if I do not get sidetracked by &lt;i&gt;bright shiny objects&lt;/i&gt;––like fabric or wool or fiber-y things!&lt;br&gt;Da da da dun..."I got dem blues..Da da da dun...dem sewin' room blues...&lt;br /&gt;Have Mercy!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/03/sewin-room-blues.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-798867424105282578</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2007 22:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-08T16:17:15.176-06:00</atom:updated><title>In Need of Orange or . . .</title><description>&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family: times;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;reen or something Springy! The roving I have is very nice and pretty...but it is 75º in Austin today and I have &lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Need-Spring-Colours-itis!&lt;/i&gt; I have felted 2 thrift store sweaters. They are women's larges shrunk to a size that would fit one of my granddaughters! I need ideas of what to create... and uh, yeah...I made that awesome felted ball in a moment of felting funk––ever try to explain to your kids &lt;i&gt;WHY&lt;/i&gt; you're wetting, soaping and rolling littles balls of wool? "You're doing th-a-a-t be-cuuuz...???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/414836657_924d2d568c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/414836657_924d2d568c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-need-of-orange-or.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-996302924053161891.post-1135100663686929131</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2007 21:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-09T15:37:44.211-06:00</atom:updated><title>Coming to a *LYS this Spring!</title><description>&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;color:#99cc66;font-size:100px;line-height:80px;padding-top:1px;padding-right:5px;font-family: times;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;rt Felt by &lt;a href="http://skacelknitting.com/products/index.php?main_page=index&amp;cPath=168"&gt;Skacel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check out the link. This looks like an interesting product. Available in April 2007– *LYS=LocalYarnStore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/133/414949645_01f75eda9f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/133/414949645_01f75eda9f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://weebitwonky.blogspot.com/2007/03/coming-to-lys-this-spring.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ Robyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
