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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.8.3 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Sun, 29 Nov 2009 02:46:31 GMT--><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"><title>Journal</title><subtitle>Journal</subtitle><id>http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/</id><link rel="alternate" type="application/xhtml+xml" href="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/atom.xml"/><updated>2009-11-26T01:34:55Z</updated><generator uri="http://www.squarespace.com/" version="Squarespace Site Server v5.8.3 (http://www.squarespace.com/)">Squarespace</generator><entry><title>for this, i give thanks</title><category term="morning"/><category term="thanksgiving"/><id>http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/25/for-this-i-give-thanks.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/25/for-this-i-give-thanks.html"/><author><name>Patty</name></author><published>2009-11-26T01:45:00Z</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:45:00Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">There is chaos all around me.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">It twirls and swirls and makes swooshing noises&nbsp;</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">as it encircles me and tosses me around.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">We pile into the car,</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">sometimes yelling and making smart remarks</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">{</span><em style="font-size: 120%;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">and sometimes not</span></em><span style="font-size: 120%;">}.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">As we back out of the driveway and make our way</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">winding through the first half-mile of our country road,</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">we go through our checklist:</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em style="font-size: 120%;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">brush your teeth?</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em style="font-size: 120%;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">got your lunch?</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em style="font-size: 120%;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">remember your uniform?</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em style="font-size: 120%;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">feed the dogs?</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">And I hear the seatbelts,</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em style="font-size: 120%;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">click</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em style="font-size: 120%;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">click</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em style="font-size: 120%;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">click.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">And then, we are there.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">A new day.</span></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable">&nbsp;</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/JPG_1146.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259002096931" alt="" /></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">We come around the bend, and this is what </span><em style="font-size: 120%;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">I see</span></em><span style="font-size: 120%;">.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Everyday.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 90%;">What do you see?</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img style="width: 600px;" src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/JPG_1152.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259003079125" alt="" /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">The light-</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">it loves to dance in this field!</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">And I see diamonds and pearls</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">and threads of gold.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/JPG_1167.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259030642229" alt="" /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Sparkling magic.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/JPG_1156.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259030828291" alt="" /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">I return with my camera.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">My feet get wet, but I'm neither cold nor aware of time.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/JPG_1163.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259178715055" alt="" /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">It's my playground.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;"><br /></span></p>
<p><span class="full-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><img style="width: 250px;" src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/JPG_1174.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259179367032" alt="" /></span></p>
<p>&nbsp;<span style="font-size: 120%;">When I am done, I am full of peace. I've not done anything; I've not changed anything, I've not made anything, and I've not accomplished anything. In fact, I've lost a good hour and haven't completed one task on my never-ending to-do list.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">But I am full of peace. And I give thanks. I am thankful that I see what I see. And that it makes me happy.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">I am thankful for my family's health and love. I am thankful also for my health.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">I am thankful for a husband who can't sleep at night because he knows there are children who are hungry.&nbsp;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">I am thankful for a son who thinks outside the box, and who loves nature's creatures.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">I am thankful for a daughter who plays with make-up and babydolls at the same time.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">I am thankful for a son who lives beyond his potential, and is pleasant beyond words.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">I am thankful for a childhood full of love and security.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">&nbsp;</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">I am thankful for a nation founded on freedom, and for those who continue to fight for that freedom in both small and the biggest of ways.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable">&nbsp;</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/JPG_1179.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259183941935" alt="" /></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">And I'm thankful for these changing seasons.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/JPG_1176.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259184303025" alt="" /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em style="font-size: 120%;">Besides your beautiful families, what is it that you are thankful for?</em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;"><br /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Happy Thanksgiving!</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>the colors of fall</title><category term="collage"/><category term="fall"/><category term="family"/><id>http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/22/the-colors-of-fall.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/22/the-colors-of-fall.html"/><author><name>Patty</name></author><published>2009-11-23T01:29:22Z</published><updated>2009-11-23T01:29:22Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable">&nbsp;</span><span style="font-size: 130%;">black</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/black.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1258939837237" alt="" /></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable">&nbsp;</span><span style="font-size: 130%;">brown</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/brown.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1258939900111" alt="" /></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">white</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/white.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1258940341839" alt="" /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">blue</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/blue.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1258939955558" alt="" /></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">green</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">yellow</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">gold</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/gold.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1258940660577" alt="" /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">orange</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">red</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/red.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1258940198138" alt="" /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em style="font-size: 130%;">happy</em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/happy.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1258942085480" alt="" /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">&nbsp;i hope your fall&nbsp;</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">is all the colors of happy!</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>for jeanna</title><category term="friendship"/><id>http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/19/for-jeanna.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/19/for-jeanna.html"/><author><name>Patty</name></author><published>2009-11-20T01:47:15Z</published><updated>2009-11-20T01:47:15Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable">&nbsp;</span><span style="font-size: 140%;">Cat's Cradle</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/JPG_1165.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1258682335355" alt="" /></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">{My wish for you}</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;"><br /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Many strong arms</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">to surround you</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">and hold you up</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">and cradle you in love;</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">a web woven by all who have come and gone</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">lingering</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">with</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">memories:</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">dew-drops of&nbsp;magic</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">and wonder</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">and joy,</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">and dripping in peace;</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">all warmed by the rising sun</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">in the promise of a new day,</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">a beautiful, cloudless, crisp blue day.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">&nbsp;</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">we love you, jeanna.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>what?!</title><category term="breast cancer"/><category term="healthcare"/><category term="she-beast"/><id>http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/17/what.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/17/what.html"/><author><name>Patty</name></author><published>2009-11-18T04:38:30Z</published><updated>2009-11-18T04:38:30Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">So... I guess I need to warn you that this is not a typical post for me. It's probably gonna be long. But I hope you'll hang with me because <span style="font-size: 140%;">it's really important</span>. It's one of my soap-box issues. And it just might get ugly... I've worked almost 25 years to tame this <span style="font-size: 140%;">she-beast</span> within, but oh! When her feminine sensibilities are disturbed, she oozes from my pores and I'm helpless to contain her.&nbsp;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">And maybe I shouldn't.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;"><em>I'm just sayin'.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">Some things are worth getting... ummm... <span style="font-size: 140%;">ugly</span>... about.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">I first caught wind of this news from a <a href="http://planetmfiles.com/">blogging friend</a> {my blogging friends are not only hip to good music, but are on top of medical issues, too!}... and today, I heard more on this in the news.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">I guess I should preface with the fact that in another life, I was a physical therapist. Well, I still AM a physical therapist, just not practicing. This is important only because the graduate school I attended was so BIG on basing information on <span style="font-size: 140%;">proven.scientific.facts.</span> Like, don't even have a thought unless you can site a reputable source that publishes only well-organized research that withstands the scrutiny of well-known peers and professionals in the scientific community. This means a whole lotta stuff, but I'm afraid that if I go into it, I might loose you on account of boredom. <em>Yawn</em>.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">Also just as important to know is the fact that <span style="font-size: 140%;">I'm a mother</span> {yes, I know you knew that! I'm just sayin'.}, and by default, this makes me <span style="font-size: 140%;">an advocate for women</span>. All women. <span style="font-size: 140%;">Because someday, she will be a woman.</span>&nbsp;</span></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img style="width: 600px;" src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/DSC_0013.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1258519152992" alt="" /></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">It's just that right now, she's very busy being a little girl. So I'll worry about this big stuff.</span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">This is what I heard in the news today:</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;"><em>The average woman does not need to have <span style="font-size: 140%;">mammograms</span> until she is 50, and then, only biennially.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">And also? Those <span style="font-size: 140%;">breast self exams</span> we've been encouraged to do for the last, I don't know, 20 years? <em>Don't do those, either.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">Hmm.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">So... Yes. I heard this on CNN's Headline News. And, Yes. This IS typically my news source. Only because they give me what I need to know quickly. Like, in little quippets. I no longer have the time to listen to 30 minute dissertations on a story, or to hear two opposing super-gurus debate the topic, or to flip back and forth between the conservative and the liberal news stations so that <span style="font-size: 140%;">I can form an opinion on my own.</span> I don't have time for that. Any more. I am not in any one place long enough to do that! &nbsp;So, HLN it is.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;"><span style="font-size: 140%;">But this just didn't sit right.</span> I came home and researched. And researched. And researched some more (click on the links to see my sources - I've been properly trained.) And again, <em>yawn,</em> to save you the time and interest, I'm putting it to you as the thoughts came to me. It's a little more digestable that way.&nbsp;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 120%;">First, though, <span style="font-size: 140%;">this is </span><span style="font-size: 140%;">my</span><span style="font-size: 140%;"> mom.</span></span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span class="full-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/DSC_0260.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1258524956289" alt="" /></span><span style="font-size: 120%;">&nbsp;</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">&nbsp;<span style="font-size: 14px;">She would probably be pretty upset to know that I published a photo of her from Christmas morning... without make-up, or her hair properly done, because she is my southern mama. But I wanted you to meet her. She used to smoke a pack of cigarrettes a day... but she went cold turkey... about 18 years ago. I never told her, but I am so proud of her and her strength, to be able to do this after 33 years of smoking!</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">&nbsp;</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">&nbsp;<span style="font-size: 16px;">Back to the news story. My thoughts kinda went like this:</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">~WHAT?! WHO <em>said that?</em></span><em>&nbsp;</em></span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Why, it was the </span><a style="font-size: 120%;" href="http://www.ahrq.gov/CLINIC/uspstfix.htm"><span style="font-size: 120%;">USPSTF</span></a><span style="font-size: 120%;">*. That would be the <span style="font-size: 140%;">'United States Preventive Service Task Force'</span> which is sponsored by the Agency for Healthcare Research and Quality, and it is not to be confused with the United States Government. Even though it says United States at the beginning. <span style="font-size: 140%;">Kinda like "natural flavoring" that is not at all natural,</span> but a chemical that is called "natural flavoring". {Get my drift??} You can read more at that link, but know this (taken directly from the above site):&nbsp;</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">"The USPSTF reviews <strong>the evidence</strong>, estimates the <strong>magnitude of benefits and harms</strong> for each preventive service, reaches consensus about the net benefit for each preventive service, and issues a recommendation.&nbsp;</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">The Task Force <strong>grades the strength of the evidence</strong> from "A" (strongly recommends), "B" (recommends), "C" (no recommendation for or against), "D" (recommends against), or "I" (insufficient evidence to recommend for or against)."</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Also important to note: this task force is weighing the 'magnitude of benefits to harm' of the said procedures... ie: <span style="font-size: 140%;">is it WORTH it?</span> And they specifically mention "for the average woman". We ALL think we're average, don't we? <span style="font-size: 140%;">Who <em>is</em> the average woman?</span> This average woman subject is never described.</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;"><em>~Well, who EXACTLY makes up this task force??</em></span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Private sector physicians and other health care providers, though it seems they all work in an educational setting. Prestigious educational settings. Like Cedars-Sinai, John Hopkins, Darmouth, and Mount Sinai to name a few.</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><em>~WHAT exactly did they do? How was their research conducted? Did they use scientific method? Were there control groups?</em></span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">It seems, I think, that they reviewed literature, though it's not exactly described and no articles are sited.* HOWEVER, this paper, the results of their endeavors, is published in TODAY's </span><a href="http://www.annals.org/content/151/10/716.abstract"><em style="font-size: 120%;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Annals of Internal Medicine.</span></em></a><span style="font-size: 120%;"> HeLLLo?? A well-respected publication in the medical community.</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 140%;">Hmmm.</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Well... then... all that sounds ... reputable. Proven. Scientifically. <em>Except for what they actually did</em>. And <span style="font-size: 130%;">e</span><span style="font-size: 140%;">xcept that grading thing.</span> &nbsp;What exactly is THAT?</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">"The Task Force grades the strength of the evidence from "A" (strongly recommends), "B" (recommends), "C" (no recommendation for or against), "D" (recommends against), or "I" (insufficient evidence to recommend for or against)."</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Recommendation against annual mammography for average women 40-49 {that's me, btw}: <strong>grade C</strong>. See above... "no recommendation for or against". ?? So, I guess that means that a recommendation FOR annual mammography for these same women, based on the review of unsited literature, can be made with the same strength.</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Recommendation for biennial mammography for women 50-74: <strong>grade B</strong>. Hmm.. a little stronger than neutral.</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Recommendation against health professionals teaching women breast self-exams (BSE): <strong>grade D</strong>. See above... "recommends against". So, they make a recommendation and then recommend against that??</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">&nbsp;<span style="font-size: 140%;">It's all unclear at best.</span></span></p>
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<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">And by the way, here's a picture of&nbsp;<span style="font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-size: 140%;">my sister</span>:</span></span></span></p>
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<p style="padding-left: 30px;">&nbsp;<span style="font-size: 130%;">She's 42, and a school teacher. She loves my children, and my other sister's children like her own. She lives near my parents, the only one of the three of us who does, so she is a daily part of their lives. {And btw, she also would not be too pleased with my publishing her undone Christmas morning picture-you'll keep my secrets, won't you??}</span></p>
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<p style="padding-left: 30px;">&nbsp;<span style="font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">&nbsp;And </span><span style="font-size: 140%;">here's my baby sister</span> <span style="font-size: 120%;">{also on Christmas morning... kinda got in a groove here!}:</span></span></p>
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<p style="padding-left: 30px;">&nbsp;<span style="font-size: 120%;">She's 39 and married to her high school sweetheart. They have two beautiful little boys who are 9 and 6 years old. She loves to cook, and they live in a beautiful historic farm house in Main. She gardens, too. &nbsp;In this picture, she's hugging the automatic garage door opener that her husband gave her for Christmas because it's what she really wanted. This kind of luxury when you live in snowy cold Main is indescribable!!&nbsp;</span></p>
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<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Al</span><span style="font-size: 120%;">so, the reasons sited to NOT have an annual mammogram or to do self-exams is because they found </span><span style="font-size: 140%;">too many false-positives</span>.<span style="font-size: 120%;"> A false-positive is when you falsely get a positive result. So, assume a woman finds a lump on BSE, but upon further testing, is found to have only fibrotic tissue. The lump found on BSE would be a false-positive for breast cancer (but places that woman into a higher-risk category for developing breast cancer, and thus alerts her and her care providers to take necessary precautions). The USPSTF suggests that these false-positives </span><span style="font-size: 140%;">create too much stress</span>,<span style="font-size: 120%;"> and lead to unnecessary biopsies and other medical procedures.</span></span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;"><span style="font-size: 140%;">Ummm</span><span style="font-size: 140%;">. Sorry. Would rather stress over possibly having breast cancer and find out that I don't, than to not test and find out that I do.</span> Just SAYIN'. And the biopsy... the pinch of a needle to tell me: <em>yes, you do; go get treatment</em>, or <em>no, whew!</em>&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;<span style="font-size: 140%;">PLLLLeeeeaaasssse</span><span style="font-size: 140%;">.</span></span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 140%;">Here are my real concerns:</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">-Other busy moms like me heard "No need for mammograms 'til you are 50, and then, only do it once every 2 years!!" and "DO NOT do those self-exams anymore!!"</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">-Insurance agencies are going to grab this info, and tell us, "Sorry. No need for this anymore because this very professional-sounding, government-sanctioned-sounding task force said <span style="font-size: 140%;">you.don't.need.it.</span> Not medically necessary, so therefore, <span style="font-size: 140%;">we ain't payin'.</span>" And even though this report STATES that it is up to the individual woman "and her values" as to whether or not she should have mammograms, she may not be ABLE to if her insurance stops paying for it.</span></p>
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<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em><a style="font-size: 120%;" href="http://www.cancer.org/docroot/MED/content/MED_2_1x_American_Cancer_Society_Responds_to_Changes_to_USPSTF_Mammography_Guidelines.asp?sitearea=MED"><span style="font-size: 120%;">The American Cancer Society</span></a><span style="font-size: 120%;">&nbsp;</span></em><span style="font-size: 120%;">responded immediately to the USPSTF recommendations with this awesome article - worth reading. They continue to recommend annual mammography exams and clinical breast exams (CBE) for women aged 40 and above.&nbsp;</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">They estimate that <span style="font-size: 140%;">40,170 women will die from breast cancer in 2009</span>. That's 4.58 women per hour. Every hour. Every day.</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Get your annual mammogram. Do your own MONTHLY self-exams. Become familiar with your body so that you can <span style="font-size: 140%;">notice changes</span> (this includes changes in your skin), and discuss these changes with your gynecologist or family physician (or dermatologist). </span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">If you dread going for your mammogram, do something to make it fun. I go with a friend and we make a day of it... including lunch and shopping.&nbsp;</span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Go during the off-season :)... spring. It takes me 20 minutes from my parked car to my parked car! October (Breast Cancer Awareness Month) and November are the busiest times of the year.</span></p>
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<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">&nbsp;Think of your daughter... your mother... your sisters... your friends. Don't believe everything you hear.&nbsp;Do your research. <span style="font-size: 140%;">Take care of yourself.</span>&nbsp;</span></p>
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<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: small;">ADDENDUM (11/18/09): <span style="font-size: 80%;">Because this has been all the news today, I went back and reviewed the USPSTF article. I found their list of 32 references. All articles can be found, and many read in full through the link for the <em>Annals of Internal Medicine</em> above.</span></span></span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 80%;">Also given toward the end of the article, and don't know how I missed this at 2am last night while sipping on my wine to calm my inner <span style="font-size: 110%;">she-beast</span>, the USPSTF lists recommendations by quite a few well-respected agencies in the medical field. The American Cancer Society (2003) recommends annual mammograms beginning at age 40. So does the American Medical Association (2002) and the National Comprehensive Cancer Network (2009), but these two organizations also recommend BSE. The American Academy of Family Physicians recommends annual mammorgrams beginning at age 40. The Canadian Task Force on Preventive Health Care (2001) and the American College of Obstetrics and Gynecology (2003)&nbsp;recommend mammography every 1-2 years beginning at the age of forty.&nbsp;These&nbsp;include&nbsp;ALL&nbsp;AGENCIES&nbsp;the&nbsp;USPSTF&nbsp;reported&nbsp;on&nbsp;with&nbsp;the&nbsp;exception&nbsp;of two. Information is not given on the recommendations of the other two agencies for women between the ages of 40-49.&nbsp;</span></span></span></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 80%;"><br /></span></span></span></p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>a crazy life, part 2</title><category term="these days"/><id>http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/15/a-crazy-life-part-2.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/15/a-crazy-life-part-2.html"/><author><name>Patty</name></author><published>2009-11-16T00:41:50Z</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:41:50Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">"</span><em><span style="font-size: 120%;">C'mon</span><span style="font-size: 120%;">, mama! Get up!</span></em><span style="font-size: 120%;">"</span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">I looked over at the clock and saw that I had not quite an hour to get ready-and that included finding her dance uniform... an improbable task. But the headache was gone, and that was good. There is a lot to do today.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">First, I had to drop her off for rehearsal at the dance studio. They had their first performance as a team at our annual fall festival. She would go from dancing in the streets, to a dance team fundraiser, to the Haunted House again... a 13-hour day for her, but she loves it.</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">And although I found her costume, it was cold, so they wore their sweats over it... and the right jazz shoe still lies in wait somewhere in my house. I hope.</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">I stole a few moments and walked through the festival. Nothing like a fall festival in the south...</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">And how I wished for time to blog about it!</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">And yes, it's really cider, and not <em>the other juice</em> they make in other kinds of presses here in&nbsp;the mountains of East Tennessee.</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Oh, those beautiful apples...</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">If not for the </span><span style="font-size: 120%;">styrofoam</span><span style="font-size: 120%;"> cup!</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">The sites and sounds and smells were a feast for my senses, and I wanted nothing more than to run home and blog all about it.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">When I finally did get home, stuffed from some honest-to-goodness kettle-cooked corn {oh </span><span style="font-size: 120%;">yum</span><span style="font-size: 120%;">!},&nbsp;I found him here, rescuing her. Who knows how long it took him to catch her and free her from the confines of the garage.</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">And time is one of those things of which he has so little. What a great post it would make - to write about his love of nature, and his compulsion to fight for and defend those in need. And I thought, <em>I should blog about that.</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">We spent a few "free" hours trying to catch up on chores, running the boys to where they needed to be, grabbing dinner. Night descended, and we made our way through her Haunted House. I found my beautiful daughter looking like this:</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">She had been transformed into a hot-dog eating, scary baby toting, graveyard orphan.</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">She loves to perform. Since she was two, I would find her in front of any reflective surface - a glass door, fireplace screen, turned-off TV - dancing or singing or pretending... who-knows-what imaginary fantasies have played out in her mind. And as I remembered catching her dancing or singing or pretending in all those different places, I thought, <em>I should preserve those memories and blog about that.</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">It's been a busy fall, and a crazy life. But it is also a satisfying life that has generated memories I wouldn't trade for anything, not even for more time to blog.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">And still, I notice the sunrises...</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">The leaves changing...</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">The sunsets...</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">And the moonrises...</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">&nbsp;And Sunday, I wake up, and go to Sunday school, </span><span style="font-size: 120%;">thankful</span><span style="font-size: 120%;"> that after twentysome years, my husband has decided to come with me these last few months. He wants to learn, and he believes that going to church together is "<span style="font-size: 130%;">good family building</span>". <em>That would make another great post</em>.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">I run downtown to help clean up the Haunted House, pick up one son, and then run the other to his soccer game an hour away.</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">And as I drive back, each of us lost in the music, I realize I can't do it all. I can't be in all of these places and accomplish all of these tasks and take care of all of these responsibilites and blog about it, too. And this causes great conflict because this is what I <em>want</em> to do. So I decide that</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 140%;"><strong>I will do what I <em>can</em> do.</strong></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">If the time is too short one week, I will let it go. And while I miss you when I can't be here, I still think of you and your blogs, and wonder how you and your children and lives are. And if you need to leave while I'm away, I understand, but I hope you will check in now and then, and let me know how you are.</span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>a crazy life, part 1</title><category term="these days"/><id>http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/9/a-crazy-life-part-1.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/9/a-crazy-life-part-1.html"/><author><name>Patty</name></author><published>2009-11-10T02:22:00Z</published><updated>2009-11-10T02:22:00Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 120%;"><em>Ba-boom!... Ba-boom!... Ba-boom!...</em> My heart pounded as I ran down the hall to the garage to see who could possibly be lifting and dropping the garage doors like that, making that crashing noise. But when I got there, all three doors were closed and still. I could still hear it, <em>Ba-boom!... Ba-boom!... Ba-boom!...</em> I made my way back down the hallway and when I reached that part that opens to the bright, sunny living room, I felt like I had run into an invisible wall. I squeezed my eyes closed and dropped to my knees. The pain of the light was excruciating. As I tried to open my eyes and pull myself into wakefulness, I thought, <em>No, please. Not today. I have too much to do today to have a migraine.</em>&nbsp;And in that semi-wakened state, I realized that that crashing noise was my own heartbeat, violently forcing the blood through the vessels around my eyes and temple and brain. <em>Ba-boom!... Ba-boom!... Ba-boom!...</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">I sat up slowly in my bed and let the pain settle. The increased sharpness of it told me that this originated in my sinuses, and for that I was grateful. That meant that with some Tylenol-laced pseudophed,&nbsp;a hot, steamy shower, and a little more sleep, I might conquer this foe before she became too strong for me. It was still dark, and the blue numbers on my clock told me that it was only 5:20. Good. Enough time to do battle.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">I slipped back into bed with my wet head, and felt the warmth of his body. I just wanted to roll over next to him, and let the heat of him wrap itself all around me, but I knew with what was left of my foe, I needed to prop myself up to almost sitting and let my sinuses drain. It was part of the healing ritual. I glanced back at the clock, and then at yesterday's newspaper aglow on my night stand.</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">I smiled to myself as I remembered my hectic Thursday. Along with my regular mom-schedule of gym classes, dance classes and soccer practice and football practice, I spent the day setting up for our Spirit of Women {SOW} annual event, and the night {wo}manning a booth. SOW is part of a national marketing organization and is associated with a local hospital. Its mission is to improve the health of all women through fun, educational events. I serve on this advisory board with an amazing group of women... women of all ages and backgrounds and experiences. The event was a huge success, and in the end, a life was saved. An attendee had a massive heart-attack, but because she was surrounded by women who knew how to recognize the signs, she was in the ICU with her cardiologist within 26 minutes&nbsp;of first experiencing symptoms. I know that hers might not have been the only life saved that night. There were so many opportunities for women to learn about their health, and choices that they can make to better their quality of life. Life can be so much better when we are healthy. And as I drifted back to sleep, I thought, <em>I should blog about that.</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">I reached over to touch him, but only felt the coolness of the sheets where he had slept. I looked left, and saw that he was gone, and just as I did, he kissed me on my right cheek and pulled the covers up over my shoulders and whispered in my ear, <em>I'm sorry you have a headache. Go back to sleep. Love you.</em> He turned and left our bedroom-letting me sleep late, because he's like that. And as I sunk down into my pillows, free from pain, I thought, <em>I should blog about that.</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Friday had been as crazy-busy as Thursday. After dropping the kids at school, I ran some home-made chicken tortilla soup {and all the fixins!} to a friend who had had surgery, and then headed straight to her dance school. She's dancing on a competitive dance team again, and part of that requires me to decorate her school for a haunted house fundraiser.&nbsp;</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">I left early from decorating to ride with a friend up into the mountains to hike the 5.6K trail that we would race the following weekend in the "Navy Seals Off-Road Challenge". No doubt it was here that my pain-provoking foe dropped her seeds of allergens on me. It was drizzling a bit, but it was beautiful up in the Smokys&nbsp;that day. I looked forward to doing this race with my husband and 14 year old son, and knew that I would blog on it some day.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">We hurried home to get the kids from school and transport them to their respective activities. She&nbsp;would be at the haunted house for seven and a half hours that night, and my younger son was spending the night at his friend's. My freshman son had his first varsity football game, but we would miss it because we had a fundraiser for their school.&nbsp;</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Around 8:30 that night, as we made our way through the silent auction {where one of my photo books sold for $165 - woo-hoo!}, my cell phone started buzzing with texts. He had recovered a fumble! I told my husband,<em> He's so lucky! Where does he get that? There are players that play for four years and never have the opportunity to recover a fumble. He's put in in the last few minutes of the game, and the ball falls right in front of him. </em>He's lucky, AND he works </span><em style="font-size: 120%;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">soooo</span></em><span style="font-size: 120%;"> hard. I thought,</span><em style="font-size: 120%;"><span style="font-size: 120%;"> I should blog about that</span></em><span style="font-size: 120%;">, but <a href="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/9/12/almost-sooc.html"><em><span style="text-decoration: none;">I already have</span></em></a><em>. </em>:)</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;...to be continued...</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>leftover</title><category term="halloween"/><id>http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/7/leftover.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/7/leftover.html"/><author><name>Patty</name></author><published>2009-11-07T13:45:56Z</published><updated>2009-11-07T13:45:56Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img style="width: 600px;" src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/JPG_0928.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1257601646673" alt="" /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">sugar-slump</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">curling lips</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">peeling paint</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">wrinkles</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">fruit-flies swarming about...</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;"><em>hey!</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;"><em>kinda like me!</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;"><em><br /></em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">{with kiddos in place of the fruit-flies!}</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">~hope you've recovered from the sweet, sugary indulgences of Halloween~</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>the littlest one</title><category term="halloween"/><id>http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/4/the-littlest-one.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/11/4/the-littlest-one.html"/><author><name>Patty</name></author><published>2009-11-04T20:01:23Z</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:01:23Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable">&nbsp;</span><span style="font-size: 130%;">There were three in the bed</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">and the biggest one said,</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><em>"Heck NO! I'm NOT going trick-or-treating!!"</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">There were two in the bed</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">and the middle one said,</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><em>"Yeah, <span style="font-size: 150%;">right</span>!! I'm hiding in the bushes and <span style="font-size: 150%;">SCARING</span> trick-or-treaters!"</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">There was one in the bed</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">and the littlest one said,</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><em>"Oh, yes, mommy!! &nbsp;Please, please, <span style="font-size: 150%;">plEEEEEAAAASSSeeee</span>!!?</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><em>I want to wear the <span style="font-size: 150%;">cutest</span> little bumble-bee costume I saw at the mall,</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><em>and bring my friend and go through <span style="font-size: 150%;">ALL</span> the neighborhoods</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><em>and bring the Halloween pillowcase that grandma made me</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><em>and gets lots 'n lots 'n <span style="font-size: 150%;">LOTS</span> of candy</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><em>and come home and sort it out and divide it up</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><em>{and I promise to only eat <span style="font-size: 150%;">one</span>-or maybe <span style="font-size: 150%;">two</span>-or just <span style="font-size: 150%;">a little</span>}</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><em>and I'll even <span style="font-size: 150%;">share</span> with the brothers</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><em>and I don't even <span style="font-size: 150%;">care</span> that it's <span style="font-size: 150%;">pouring</span> rain outside!"</em></span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><img style="width: 600px;" src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/JPG_0906.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1257365028828" alt="" /></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">And so they did.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><br /></span></p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>{hello, friend!}</title><category term="music"/><category term="ron"/><id>http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/10/26/hello-friend.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/10/26/hello-friend.html"/><author><name>Patty</name></author><published>2009-10-26T18:51:43Z</published><updated>2009-10-26T18:51:43Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable">&nbsp;</span>&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/JPG_0730.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1256644427013" alt="" /></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">things have been spiralling out of control here again...</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">but i wanted to </span><span style="font-size: 120%;">thank</span><span style="font-size: 120%;">-you for your sweet comments and messages!</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">&nbsp;</span><span style="font-size: 120%;">i've</span><span style="font-size: 120%;"> been thinking of you</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">and wanted to send you some happy tunes.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><object width="500" height="405"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cSQ0ncgtJfE&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cSQ0ncgtJfE&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"></embed></object></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">i first heard this on </span><span style="font-size: 120%;">Cathy's</span><span style="font-size: 120%;"> blog, </span><em><a style="font-size: 120%;" href="http://breathless-expectation.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Breathless Expectation</span></a><span style="font-size: 120%;">, </span></em><span style="font-size: 120%;">a LONG time ago,&nbsp;and thought that it was a neat song from some unknown group she had found. i didn't realize she was so up on music!</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">and a big thanks, too, to </span><span style="font-size: 120%;">Gayle</span><span style="font-size: 120%;"> of </span><em><a style="font-size: 120%;" href="http://planetmfiles.com/"><span style="font-size: 120%;">Planet M Files</span></a><span style="font-size: 120%;">.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">(also, a long time ago!)</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">&nbsp;she awarded me my first award</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">"A Major Award"</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">because i like</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">&nbsp;"to smile and/or laugh, and just generally spreads that along in the blogging world we travel in".</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">i can't think of a better honor!</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">thanks, </span><span style="font-size: 120%;">Gayle</span><span style="font-size: 120%;">!</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">{now if only i could figure out how to post it on my blog!}</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;"><br /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">lastly, here's a glimpse of the man of my dreams,</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">with whom, after 22 years,</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">i've</span><span style="font-size: 120%;"> fallen madly in love.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;"><br /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">again. :)</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><img style="width: 600px;" src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/JPG_0770.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1256643935276" alt="" /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">oh, yum.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">{and did i just spread some smiles again?}</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 120%;">hope so!</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Wordless Wednesday</title><category term="beach"/><category term="wordless wednesday"/><id>http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/10/21/wordless-wednesday.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/journal/2009/10/21/wordless-wednesday.html"/><author><name>Patty</name></author><published>2009-10-21T20:14:03Z</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:14:03Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable">&nbsp;</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://blessedmoon.squarespace.com/storage/JPG_0535.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1256156158693" alt="" /></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em style="font-size: 120%;">ahhhhh....</em></p>
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