<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098</id><updated>2011-10-08T20:41:16.596-07:00</updated><category term='meat'/><category term='thrifting'/><category term='puppets'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='commercial'/><category term='All-Star 5K'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='emergencies'/><category term='hunger'/><category term='high school reunion'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='packing'/><category term='NKOTB'/><category term='hair'/><category term='CFMGS'/><category term='Sally Hanson'/><category 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term='summer school'/><category term='air conditioning'/><category term='meetings'/><category term='NYE'/><category term='30 in 30'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='t-shirts'/><category term='babies'/><category term='resolutions'/><category term='family reunions'/><category term='Page Diet'/><category term='Ryan Reynolds'/><category term='workout'/><category term='web page'/><category term='parades'/><category term='NYC'/><category term='talent show'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='police'/><category term='decorating'/><category term='nail polish'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='Boston'/><category term='water'/><category term='Lent'/><category term='Chicago'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='visioneering'/><category term='blind dates'/><category term='cabin'/><category term='friends'/><category term='assemblies'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='eyes'/><category term='YA fiction'/><category term='summer vacation'/><category term='half-marathon'/><category term='election'/><category term='GOTR'/><category term='students'/><category term='Target'/><category term='30 day shred'/><category term='philanthropy'/><category term='giving'/><category term='games'/><category term='29 gifts'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='junior league'/><category term='blog'/><category term='Kohl&apos;s'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='trolley'/><category term='trip'/><category term='Kathy Griffin'/><category term='lawn'/><category term='running'/><category term='flood'/><category term='freerice.com'/><category term='weight watchers'/><category term='Girls on the Run'/><category term='reunions'/><category term='house'/><category term='jogging'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>The Librarian Diaries</title><subtitle type='html'>The life and times of a busy school librarian and her crazy little dog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-1228370058889227355</id><published>2011-08-30T18:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T18:03:08.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving On</title><content type='html'>I decided to take this blog in a different direction and while I may post here from time to time, I will mostly be posting on my new blog, &lt;a href="http://makingmywaytohealthy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Making My Way to Healthy&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll check it out and give your two cents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-1228370058889227355?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-2047575639703833864</id><published>2011-06-30T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T11:44:52.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Half Mary</title><content type='html'>A couple of days ago I signed up for my third half marathon. This may sound like I'm an experienced runner, but I'm not. The first one I ran/walked with Team in Training. It was a fantastic experience and probably would never have done a half marathon without them. I walked a second one and experienced blisters like you've never seen and it was miserable. So, enter apprehension. I REALLY want to run the entire thing. I'm in full on Couch to 5K training mode to prepare myself to actually try to run the whole thing. I'm excited about this because one of my best friends is doing her very first half marathon with me. Another friend (a more experienced runner who claims she won't be faster than us) is also joining us. We decided to to the Rock'n'Roll. It is the first year one has been held in St. Louis, so I'm excited to have a little musical motiviation each mile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, stating my intentions on this blog will motivate me to keep up my training. Look forward to many more posts about running and how I'm doing. I think that is the only way I may make it through this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-2047575639703833864?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/2047575639703833864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=2047575639703833864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/2047575639703833864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/2047575639703833864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/06/half-mary.html' title='Half Mary'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-4697707041619070998</id><published>2011-06-29T11:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T11:35:00.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut and Keys</title><content type='html'>Sunday when I arrived home from my "roughing" it adventure, I started doing laundry. While doing so, I lost my balance (because I am a complete klutz) and stepped on something and cut my foot. It wasn't super deep, but being on the sole of my foot it bled. a lot. And now it hurts like a son of a gun. In fact, after running and walking about 3 miles, I was limping last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make matters worse, somehow I managed to lose my car key. I think it fell off my keychain while I was running. I had to call my mom in a panic to drive me to work. After work, we found the spare key but now I have to get another key made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the drama of my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-4697707041619070998?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/4697707041619070998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=4697707041619070998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4697707041619070998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4697707041619070998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/06/cut-and-keys.html' title='Cut and Keys'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-8530787105334010975</id><published>2011-06-27T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T12:49:19.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b and b'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabin'/><title type='text'>Cabin Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ugh. I've had a terrible summer cold for the last week. Seriously, it's like I can't breathe through my nose and am coughing. I feel so much better than last week, but I'm not completely over it yet! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In spite of not feeling fantastic, I went away with one of my best friends, Alison, and some of her friends from a previous job for the weekend. We went to a &lt;a href="http://www.zexton.com/beargrovecabinswebsite/"&gt;bed and breakfast &lt;/a&gt;that allowed us to have a cabin all to ourselves but delivered breakfast AND dinner. Oh, and stuff to make s'mores. This place was AWESOME and I'd definitely recommend it to anyone. The owners were so nice and the place was beautiful. Since I'm not planning to take a vacation this summer, this was just the relaxing getaway from home for the weekend trip I needed! Here are a few pics from the weekend:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623357012138610946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iQV9J32kLw/TgotaKG5UQI/AAAAAAAAAKg/O_5AZYF8ZyY/s320/quest%2Band%2Bcabin%2B056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(view of the cabin from the "front" door)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623356638251200866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7Ve_isU8To/TgotEZRMMWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zX6msznohbQ/s320/quest%2Band%2Bcabin%2B063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;view of the lake behind the house-Alison gives it the thumbs up!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623356892316598562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wLptfNIEZcY/TgotTLvGgSI/AAAAAAAAAKY/i379gCH0GZE/s320/quest%2Band%2Bcabin%2B058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Saturday it rained in the morning so starting a fire Saturday night was difficult. Here is Alison ripping apart a phone book to feed the fire.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623356441533798834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dz3aJpI9ByA/Tgos48cG2bI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qeKM3tmANTs/s320/quest%2Band%2Bcabin%2B065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Here are the firestarters. I let them worry about starting the fire.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623356290748850306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QcZ4D00KgaQ/TgoswKuLIII/AAAAAAAAAKA/cNX2a0s94TE/s320/quest%2Band%2Bcabin%2B066.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(While the others started the fire, Erica sat on the porch patiently.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Great weekend overall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-8530787105334010975?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/8530787105334010975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=8530787105334010975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8530787105334010975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8530787105334010975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/06/cabin-fever.html' title='Cabin Fever'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iQV9J32kLw/TgotaKG5UQI/AAAAAAAAAKg/O_5AZYF8ZyY/s72-c/quest%2Band%2Bcabin%2B056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-1132444918428837621</id><published>2011-06-21T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T17:27:39.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blind dates'/><title type='text'>Blind Dating</title><content type='html'>One of the "perks" of being the only single person in most friend groups is the set up. And by perks I mean terrors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is usually a multi-step process for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Excitement: OMG!!!! I can't wait to meet the guy _______ thinks would be great for me! They sound SO awesome! This could be THE ONE!&lt;br /&gt;2. Anxiety: o.m.g. this could be THE ONE. and then proceed to put complete pressure on myself.&lt;br /&gt;3.Fear: What if he doesn't like me? What if I'm not what he expects? What if he's not what I expect? What do I wear? Should I look them up on facebook?&lt;br /&gt;4. Acceptance: Ok. This will be whatever it is. (Usually I've ended up asking for as much info as I possibly can and then finding them on facebook to glean even more information.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the date happens. Which is usually bad, if it even happens. If it isn't bad, it is isn't good i.e. date is condescending, doesn't show up, tells you he acts 21 when he is 32, meets you once and months later (and clear fb stalking) asks about you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I end up thinking...Really? This is who you think would be a good match for me?! Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you can't ask your friend that because it is most likely their friend/family member/friend of the family/husband that they set you up with. You can't offend. So I sit, offended and confused. And without a date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dear friends, think this through a little more. Just because two people are single doesn't mean they make a good couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: Within one hour of posting this, a friend who I know doesn't read this blog called and asked me if I was interested in meeting the brother of a friend of a friend. And I can't see him on facebook. Let the games begin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-1132444918428837621?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/1132444918428837621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=1132444918428837621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1132444918428837621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1132444918428837621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/06/blind-dating.html' title='Blind Dating'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-8042288973666958016</id><published>2011-06-15T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T19:02:30.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Hello</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not posting, but with summer school, I'm exhausted. These little kiddos are wearing me out! They are so funny and are quite entertaining with their questions about EVERYTHING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, not much new going on...I went to a local tea room/cafe with my friend Sarah and her little baby Caroline where we pretended to be "ladies who lunch" yesterday. Today I got my hair trimmed and went to ZUMBA. Pretty low key day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-8042288973666958016?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/8042288973666958016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=8042288973666958016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8042288973666958016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8042288973666958016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/06/quick-hello.html' title='Quick Hello'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-4170744457813539994</id><published>2011-06-13T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T13:02:19.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trolley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junior league'/><title type='text'>Clang, Clang, Clang went the trolley....</title><content type='html'>I belong to our local chapter of Junior League. When I was first invited to join League, I envisioned stuck up ladies who lunch. Couldn't be further from the truth. While most of the women are married with kids, a large majority are professional women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, yesterday was the first meeting of the provisional class or the potential new members. Being a board member this year, I decided I should make an appearance. Part of this meeting was going over info about Junior League and the other half was a trolley tour of our town!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617792394610773506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WGqZBmFQh_c/TfZoayaqjgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-kbvGdre5JM/s320/trolley%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We spent two hours on the trolley enjoying the sights, history, and some mimosas! Overall it was a fun time and every time I go on the trolley tour I end up learning something new.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617792571721707602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t0IqC6i42DE/TfZolGNM8FI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7d7l1Y2q7K0/s320/trolley%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our claim to fame is that we are the home of the World's Tallest Man, Robert Wadlow. He died at age 22 from complications of an infection in 1940. He was 8' 11.1" tall. This was the only time we actually got out of the trolley so it is also the only picture I have. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, I taught my first day of summer school. Instead of being the librarian like I usually am during the school year, I am teaching an orientation for incoming 6th graders. Boy, these kiddos have a million questions! I forgot how inquisitive they are and also how needy they are. It is nice to get to know these kids before the year starts, but I think I'll really appreciate my job after this! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-4170744457813539994?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/4170744457813539994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=4170744457813539994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4170744457813539994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4170744457813539994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/06/clang-clang-clang-went-trolley.html' title='Clang, Clang, Clang went the trolley....'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WGqZBmFQh_c/TfZoayaqjgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-kbvGdre5JM/s72-c/trolley%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-1824504352511816241</id><published>2011-06-10T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T17:15:36.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Target'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sally Hanson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nail polish'/><title type='text'>Target Treats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry I didn't blog yesterday, but I just didn't feel like anything exciting happened. I went to work for the morning to prepare for summer school and then had a Junior League board meeting in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I got the chance to have lunch with a great friend and meet her baby girl for the first time. Sarah and I went to elementary school together and kind of lost touch for middle school, reconnected in high school, lost touch in college, and then reconnected again. Isn't it crazy how you can leave and enter each other's lives and still remain friends?! Anyhoo, Sarah had sweet Caroline in April and I finally got to meet her today. I didn't get a picture, but trust me when I say she is ADORABLE! And has a FULL head of dark hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I moved on to Target. Ah, Target....my frenemy. I love Target and I'm pretty sure Target loves me if for no other reason than I seem to put a giant dent in my bank account every time I go there. I was on a mission to find a dress Joi had posted on her blog, but when I found it, it didn't fit me right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, I managed to find this cute dress instead:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616747833052326866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1wQXRZI2sc/TfKyZTYHa9I/AAAAAAAAAJg/shrb7XhihYU/s320/clothes%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not completely sold on the dress yet, but we'll see. It comes in several different colors/patterns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, I couldn't pass up this nail polish either. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616747910154465410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L6brFT-vjfA/TfKydymssII/AAAAAAAAAJo/KCYPzcAYNdo/s320/clothes%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Sally Hanson Insta Dri in Jade Jump)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Insta Dri and in a cute color? In my basket it went. I just got a mani/pedi the other day, so I'll have to wait a few more days until the polish I have on starts to chip. I'll definitely take a picture when I paint them and let you know how I like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy your weekend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-1824504352511816241?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/1824504352511816241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=1824504352511816241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1824504352511816241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1824504352511816241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/06/target-treats.html' title='Target Treats'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1wQXRZI2sc/TfKyZTYHa9I/AAAAAAAAAJg/shrb7XhihYU/s72-c/clothes%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-4150639074924006149</id><published>2011-06-08T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T10:54:28.166-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA fiction'/><title type='text'>Why Reading is Important</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been holding off on this post since Saturday night, mostly because it upsets me so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wall Street Journal recently posted an &lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052702303657404576357622592697038.html?mod=wsj_share_twitter"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; entitled "Darkness Too Visible: Contemporary fiction for teens is rife with abuse, violence, and depravity. Why is this considered a good idea?" Basically, it is saying that YA fiction is too dark and depressing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to that I say: Isn't being a teen often dark and depressing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a voracious reader, mostly of YA fiction because of my job, I find this a difficult article to swallow. Yes, a lot of YA fiction is darker than I remember reading as a teen. Heck, I loved the Babysitters Club books, Anne of Green Gables, and the like. However, controversial books were also my cup of tea. I remember the first time a book made me cry (A Taste of Blackberries, which has a similar kid dies of bee sting allergic reaction a la My Girl) and Are You There God? It's Me Margaret (still counted as one of my all time favorite books).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/121/312344695_43fa8a7868_z.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(We must, we must, increase our bust!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me and many teens reading is a form of escape. I can lose myself in a book and enter a world completely different than mine. And for even more teens, it is a way to seek help or understand that other people are going through the same things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listening to Jay Asher talk about how many students, parents, and teachers thank him for writing 13 Reasons Why, I can't believe people don't understand the power of YA fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This realistic, showing the real world for what it often is, fiction is what my students beg to read. Every day I get asked where my "drama" section is located. What they really mean is where are the books I can relate to, help me understand my life, or escape into someone else's problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, WSJ, next time you want to post an article about the dark side of teen fiction, why don't you actually bother to talk to teens. Find out why they are reading this stuff. Because I guarantee that if you did, you'd find out life is dark, not the YA fiction .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-4150639074924006149?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/4150639074924006149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=4150639074924006149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4150639074924006149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4150639074924006149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-reading-is-important.html' title='Why Reading is Important'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/121/312344695_43fa8a7868_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7284659846220296382</id><published>2011-06-07T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T07:03:35.211-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifting'/><title type='text'>House Hunters</title><content type='html'>I've lived in my house for almost 6 years and it still isn't decorated. I may be able to put together a decent outfit, but when it comes to my house I've got nothin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter &lt;a href="http://www.daveandjoi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joi&lt;/a&gt;. Joi and I went to college together and while she spends most of her time working as a high school teacher, she moonlights in decorating. In short, she is amazing. So, after begging her to help with my house for some time, we finally met up for some thrift shopping and brainstorming. (There may or may not have been some french toast involved as well.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time chatting, shopping, and people watching. Let's just say that Goodwill and Salvation Army are a great place to see Snooki poofs, horrible clothing, and no teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the fruits of our scouting trip:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615476096088859778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiXuQjdvEGE/Te4tweAS5II/AAAAAAAAAJQ/x3cn-Jqz1YM/s320/house%2B022.JPG" /&gt;We found all three items, the little brass container, floral tin, and elephant, at the Edwardsville Flea Market. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and I got a pair of brand new shoes from the Edwardsville Goodwill. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615477785364674098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7644IdsZy3c/Te4vSzDCNjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/q8tPrsml8OU/s320/shoes%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all a good haul for my first time out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7284659846220296382?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7284659846220296382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7284659846220296382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7284659846220296382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7284659846220296382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/06/house-hunters.html' title='House Hunters'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiXuQjdvEGE/Te4tweAS5II/AAAAAAAAAJQ/x3cn-Jqz1YM/s72-c/house%2B022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-228308225952751585</id><published>2011-06-04T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T08:45:55.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh, summer break is here! Oh, how I have longed for summer and now that it is 90+ degrees outside I'm not quite sure why I was so excited. Sweating as soon as you walk out of the door isn't exactly my idea of fun, however not having to get up before Mr. Sun and going to work is definitely worth it. I think. Unfortunately, I am working summer school so my vacation is a little shorter but half days are better than nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is also a lovely reminder that I am single. I'd like to go on vacation but a solo vacation is not my cup of tea. And trying to coordinate get togethers with married or coupled friends is like trying to have an audience with the Queen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will be reading A LOT this summer, hopefully turning myself back into a runner, and losing a lot of weight. Summer of improvement has begun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-228308225952751585?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/228308225952751585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=228308225952751585' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/228308225952751585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/228308225952751585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/06/summertime.html' title='Summertime'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7899361127498538507</id><published>2011-05-21T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T10:38:17.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31</title><content type='html'>A long time since I last blogged. I'd like to say it is because I've been so busy I haven't had time. But that would be a lie. It is, in fact, because a) I haven't gotten the hang of blogging every day, or week, or even month apparently and b) my life is super boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've written this post several times but here are the basics of what's happened since I last blogged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lovely relaxing Spring Break.&lt;br /&gt;I found out I have a job for next year (hopefully longer).&lt;br /&gt;I turned 31...not really depressing but I am totally having a why is my life nowhere near what I thought it would be moment.&lt;br /&gt;I ran a GOTR 5K.&lt;br /&gt;School's almost over. 71/2 work days left. I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7899361127498538507?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7899361127498538507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7899361127498538507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7899361127498538507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7899361127498538507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/05/31.html' title='31'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-3865168913950163617</id><published>2011-02-27T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T16:38:23.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This weekend I was lucky enough to see one of my very best friends (and AH-MAZING decorator) Joi present at the Working Women's Survival Show. As if that wasn't exciting enough, I later got to see Clinton Kelly from What Not to Wear!! Several of my friends, including Joi, her husband David, and my high school friends Julie and Amy, and Amy's sister Sara, walked around after Joi's presentation and then stuck around to see CK. He is just as adorable as he is on the show. I've always loved clothes and knowing what is in fashion, but I've recently fallen back in love with it all over again. It was so fun to see him and hear what he had to say. My new obsession will most likely be tailoring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My outfit for CK was a repeat of a previous outfit. Here is today's gem:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578532392453347698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8y1bht3QzqY/TWrtp5QxGXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/1GFUsvv4veo/s320/school%2Band%2Boutfit%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(cardi-NY&amp;amp;Co., shirt and skirt-H&amp;amp;M, tights-Vera Wang via Kohl's, shoes-Worthington via JCPenneys)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please disregard the terrible hair...not the best hair day and it was windy outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-3865168913950163617?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/3865168913950163617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=3865168913950163617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3865168913950163617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3865168913950163617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/02/fashion-passion.html' title='Fashion Passion'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8y1bht3QzqY/TWrtp5QxGXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/1GFUsvv4veo/s72-c/school%2Band%2Boutfit%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-9148170042335028292</id><published>2011-02-21T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T15:26:15.055-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kohl&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Monday Finds and Family Visits</title><content type='html'>Yesterday and today I had the opportunity to visit both of my grandmas.  They are incredible women and I love being able to spend time with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also took advantage of my day off and went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kohl's&lt;/span&gt;.  I've had a gift card for a while and it was burning a hole in my pocket.  So, I picked up &lt;a href="http://www.kohls.com/kohlsStore/womens/skirts/PRD~746038/Apt+9+Denim+Pencil+Skirt.jsp"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; cute pencil skirt.  While I'm attempting to not buy a bunch of new stuff, I really think this will be a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;versatile&lt;/span&gt; addition to my wardrobe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping that this will be a truly short week.  I've got lots of plans for this weekend so I need to rest up and be ready to have some fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-9148170042335028292?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/9148170042335028292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=9148170042335028292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/9148170042335028292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/9148170042335028292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/02/monday-finds-and-family-visits.html' title='Monday Finds and Family Visits'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-2109075934240460927</id><published>2011-02-20T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T13:38:09.029-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Weekend Wears</title><content type='html'>Happy Sunday!  Two days in a row of blogging-oh my!  I've had a great weekend so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to a Trivia Night with some people from my church (including my incredible pastor!).  We had a blast and I have to say it was one of the best trivia nights I've ever been to.  The people that ran it were prepared and the catagories were fun.  Plus I rocked it with all of my useless celebrity and movie/music knowledge.  Here was my ensemble for the evening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYr2N80UYz0/TWGGJYQXUjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jPrKz2BAunk/s1600/school%2Band%2Boutfit%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575885309349417522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYr2N80UYz0/TWGGJYQXUjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jPrKz2BAunk/s320/school%2Band%2Boutfit%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(cardi-Target, shirt and necklace-JC Penneys, jeans-Gap, shoes-Target)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is my attire for church today.  We had a great Sunday School class...it really made me thing about my family, my friends, and my finances.  I've really curtailed my shopping habit and think that after today, I'm really going to focus on trying to remix my existing closet and when I do make purchases that I will make sure to be thrifty.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndnG951wZbg/TWGGA5ULr1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/W33aBIfgYbM/s1600/school%2Band%2Boutfit%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575885163604979538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndnG951wZbg/TWGGA5ULr1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/W33aBIfgYbM/s320/school%2Band%2Boutfit%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (card-JC Penney, tank-Target, pants-Gap, shoes-Olsenboye via JC Penney, belt-F21, earrings-Lia Sophia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm really looking forward to my extra day off of work tomorrow!  Thank goodness for President's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-2109075934240460927?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/2109075934240460927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=2109075934240460927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/2109075934240460927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/2109075934240460927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/02/weekend-wears.html' title='Weekend Wears'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYr2N80UYz0/TWGGJYQXUjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jPrKz2BAunk/s72-c/school%2Band%2Boutfit%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-677511782153652671</id><published>2011-02-19T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T08:50:33.168-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Back in Action</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been a long week. I left my camera at school last week so I wasn't able to take any pictures and then the cable line to my house was down, so I couldn't watch tv or surf the 'net or blog! I kept myself busy reading the book &lt;em&gt;Beastly (&lt;/em&gt;which has been turned into a movie with Vanessa Hudgens and Alex Pettyfer) and watching season one of Who's the Boss. I've found myself dying to either reference the Friends episode where Phoebe mistakes Tiny Dancer for Tony Danza or using Tony's catchphrase "Oh ay, ay oh!" I'm working one of those in to some conversation soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo-here's my outfit for Tuesday. We had a local sportscaster come speak to the kids and I figured I needed to look professional. Or at least more professional than usual. This pic was taken after school so pardon the wrinkles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575439833827780242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9icsmycwfU/TV_w_SneJpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ZCUfmcymP70/s320/school%2Band%2Boutfit%2B022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(cardi-Target, skirt and shirt-H&amp;amp;M, Tights-Vera Wang via Kohl's, shoes-Worthington via JC Penneys)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up is Thursday's outfit. (I don't even remember what I wore Wednesday but I suppose it was a snoozefest, not that this one isn't). We were supposed to wear red all week, and I greatly dislike red on myself, so this was my way of compromising for Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575443676387847810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcKSulbV7Lg/TV_0e9RLroI/AAAAAAAAAIs/J4r1xKjbTT0/s320/school%2Band%2Boutfit%2B031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(scarf-UO, sweater-Gap, T-shirt-GOTR from the Fall 2010 season, pants-Limited, shoes-Target)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love how my dog is trying to figure out what I'm doing in this pic. And you can totally see WTB on the tv behind me. I really need to invest in a better camera or recruit someone to take my pics for me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-677511782153652671?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/677511782153652671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=677511782153652671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/677511782153652671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/677511782153652671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/02/back-in-action.html' title='Back in Action'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9icsmycwfU/TV_w_SneJpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ZCUfmcymP70/s72-c/school%2Band%2Boutfit%2B022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-8443263707469766641</id><published>2011-02-10T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T16:01:39.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crickets</title><content type='html'>I know it has been a week since my last post, but I've been really busy...and I left my camera at work so I've been unable to take pics.  Just imagine mindblowing outfits...or not.  I've not had a lot of inspiration this week because I've been stressed and busy.  No excuse so I'll be back at it ASAP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-8443263707469766641?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/8443263707469766641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=8443263707469766641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8443263707469766641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8443263707469766641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/02/crickets.html' title='Crickets'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-8605281946731890199</id><published>2011-02-03T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T13:00:51.213-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Baby Fever, Fashion, and Snow Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What are the chances of having two baby showers in one day? Yes, I have TWO baby showers to go to on Saturday. I took advantage of my THIRD snow day in a row and went out and purchased gifts for the showers. It seems like everyone I know is pregnant or just had a baby right now. I suppose I'm reaching that age, but somehow I still feel 25.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, our district had yet another snow day today. I hear it is because it is so cold outside (it was 5 degrees at 9 this morning) and that some or most of the parking lots were not plowed. So not happy about an extra day of school at the end of the year, but it gave me a chance to run some errands!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I'd take a picture of what I planned to wear today:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569569093372924290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/TUsVlOJ80YI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LyO-jbEFcCo/s320/clothes%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jeans: Gap&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;White T-shirt: Old Navy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Camel sweater: Gap&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Blazer: Old Navy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Booties: Kohls&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Necklace: J.C. Penney&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And I have an extra layer of leggings on underneath the jeans to combat the cold.  I'm pretending that is the reason why I look so chubby.  What?!  Let a girl have her dream!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is what I ended up wearing for most of the day:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569569750778146834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/TUsWLfLkcBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/MMyKSqi8U0Y/s320/clothes%2B015.JPG" /&gt;Yep, nothin' says class like fleece pants and a fancy necklace! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy your day...I'm now back at home after getting out briefly and get to take the dog for a walk in the freezing temps! Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-8605281946731890199?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/8605281946731890199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=8605281946731890199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8605281946731890199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8605281946731890199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/02/baby-fever-fashion-and-snow-days.html' title='Baby Fever, Fashion, and Snow Days'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/TUsVlOJ80YI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LyO-jbEFcCo/s72-c/clothes%2B012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-2125930934642206662</id><published>2011-02-01T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T11:41:59.670-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow days'/><title type='text'>SNOW-M-G!</title><content type='html'>I'm so sick of snow. I hate it. It sucks. Sure, it looks all white and innocent. BUT. It is like a bad relative or annoying neighbor...comes unexpectedly and doesn't know when to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 456px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://dyscalculiaforum.com/billeder/roderi/fullhouse/gibbler.jpg" /&gt;Annoying Kimmy Gibbler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of snow days. Really, as much as I love being home, I am getting annoyed with being stuck in my house. Alone. With a dog and no fenced in yard. I want to be able to go where I want, when I want to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd love to be able to move somewhere warm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And as a side note, my outfits have left a lot to be desired so I haven't posted them lately.  I'm going to use the snow day to get together my 30 in 30.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-2125930934642206662?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/2125930934642206662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=2125930934642206662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/2125930934642206662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/2125930934642206662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-m-g.html' title='SNOW-M-G!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-8602790650339136288</id><published>2011-01-26T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T19:08:26.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends and Fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just have to say I have wonderful friends. In the last week or so, I've been able to see so many of them (unfortunately for my diet, it has been while eating)! I had lunch with one of my best friends, Joi, and her husband Dave on Sunday and tonight I got to catch up with my friend Sarah, who I've been friends with since elementary school. So exciting and lovely to have good people in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After reading some fashion blogs, I've decided to take some photos when I feel like I've got a good ensemble going. Today was one of those days. It is usually freezing in the library...like I need a space heater freezing. I decided to chance the temps and wear a dress today. Pair that with my snappy black blazer, black tights, and fun new shoes and we have a winner! I apologize for the poor quality of photo-I have to use a self timer and my camera is a hand me down! Here is the look:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566696445770357250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/TUDg7H6SWgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/uSOJrxeHw5E/s200/outfit%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-8602790650339136288?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/8602790650339136288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=8602790650339136288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8602790650339136288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8602790650339136288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/01/friends-and-fashion.html' title='Friends and Fashion'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/TUDg7H6SWgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/uSOJrxeHw5E/s72-c/outfit%2B009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-8072108912791307494</id><published>2011-01-22T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T14:05:05.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Dinner and a Movie</title><content type='html'>Last night some of my great girl friends and I had our first Girls Night.  We decided to do dinner and a movie.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner and conversation was great because we went to one of my favorites-Stir Crazy!  Stir Crazy offers a Market Bar option where you can build your own stir fry.  It is AWESOME!  I opted for the chicken stir fry with brown rice and loads of veggies.  It was super yummy!&lt;br /&gt;Then we drove across the parking lot (hey-it was very cold so we felt justified) to see No Strings Attached.  That's the new Natalie Portman and Ashton Kutcher movie.  I had very mixed feelings about the movie because I feel Ashton gets a little out of control sometimes and Natalie is so serious in most of her roles that I didn't think I could relate to her being in a romcom.  My verdict-it was cute and funny, and quite inappropriate at times.  Definitely don't see this if you don't find cursing and slight vulgarity ok. &lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the next Girls Night.  We've decided to make this a monthly occurance so we are looking for ideas for next month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-8072108912791307494?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/8072108912791307494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=8072108912791307494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8072108912791307494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8072108912791307494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/01/dinner-and-movie.html' title='Dinner and a Movie'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-1751217579926128128</id><published>2011-01-21T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T12:10:20.489-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day shred'/><title type='text'>Snow Day(s)!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, today is Friday and my second snow day in a row. This picture pretty much says it all if you are wondering what I look like on snow days:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://cloud.graphicleftovers.com/21073/358555/couch_potato.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, so perhaps that is slightly exaggerated, but I feel like because this was an unexpected day home I shouldn't feel obligated to do anything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know I should be more productive, but eh. I don't feel like it. What do you do on your snow days? Or do you even get them?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday I managed to get two loads of laundry done, unloaded the dishwasher, and caught up on some tv. This morning I did day one of Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i2.squidoocdn.com/resize/squidoo_images/590/draft_lens3647892module23755652photo_1238265111Jillian_Michaels_-_30_Day_Shred.jpg" /&gt;Jillian isn't messing around.  Between yesterday's shoveling extravaganza and Jillian, my arms are sore!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so excited for tonight-some of my friends and I are having Girls Night!  We are heading to a great restaurant called Stir Crazy (I love, love, LOVE this place and their make your own stir fry) and then to see the new Ashton Kutcher/Natalie Portman movie No Strings Attached.  I can't wait to see the girls and have some fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-1751217579926128128?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/1751217579926128128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=1751217579926128128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1751217579926128128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1751217579926128128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow-days.html' title='Snow Day(s)!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-4003412911048906388</id><published>2011-01-20T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T16:14:02.999-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 in 30'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow days'/><title type='text'>30 in 30?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I suck at resolutions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far I have not followed through with a single one of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being more healthy? Nope. I will say I've done more exercising but nada on the eating better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;29 Gifts? I've had to start and stop so many times it is ridiculous, however I am more aware of what I am doing and am better at going out of my way to help others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Running? Not even once. I'm going to blame this on the weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Volunteer? Not yet, but I'm working on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masters? Haven't even started that yet. I need to go take the GRE first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long story short-I fail. I think that while I haven't done a great job at being consistent, I'm making more of an effort than before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been following a new blog lately &lt;a href="http://www.kendieveryday.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.kendieveryday.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and one of the things she does is the 30 in 30 challenge. Basically, you vow to not shop and pick 30 items of clothing and remix them for 30 days. I'm a compulsive shopper and always feel like I have to have something new for every occasion. I've been looking at my closet lately and am not happy with what I see. So I've decided to kind of take this challenge. I'm not sure I'm going to make a full 30 in 30 but I'm going to give it my best shot. I'll start on Feb. 1st with everyone else that is taking this challenge and see how I do. It has been interesting feat to try to find 30 things I like enough and feel confident enough to mix and match. So far I've only found 20 items. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm leaving you with some pictures of the snowfall we've had here at home. I got 7.5" here at my house. Needless to say shoveling this was a bear. Enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564425350850670370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/TTjPYACh7yI/AAAAAAAAAH4/tiCJgGuN5yA/s200/snow%2B2011%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564425096507981714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/TTjPJMigf5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/mJeSnkxxwcY/s200/snow%2B2011%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-4003412911048906388?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/4003412911048906388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=4003412911048906388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4003412911048906388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4003412911048906388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/01/30-in-30.html' title='30 in 30?'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/TTjPYACh7yI/AAAAAAAAAH4/tiCJgGuN5yA/s72-c/snow%2B2011%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-4034299615198790854</id><published>2011-01-09T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T12:31:58.402-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freerice.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='29 gifts'/><title type='text'>29 Gifts Day 1 Do-over</title><content type='html'>I haven't been very successful in my resolution to give 29 Gifts in 29 days.  Part of the 29 Gifts movement is to intentionally give a gift each day for 29 days in succession.  I missed some days so I'm starting over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I made a recommittment.  I went to freerice.com, an awesome site!  Freerice.com has many different games you play and every time you get an answer right, they donate 10 grains of rice to help end hunger.  I donated over 1,000 grains yesterday in just a very short amount of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading more about freerice.com, I found that they have donated to places like Uganda, Myanmar, Nepal, Bhutan, Cambodia, and Bangladesh.  Each person receives 400 grams of rice a day (there are about 48 grains of rice in each gram).  This is enough for them to have two good meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go to freerice.com....I have a couple of links on the side of the blog...have fun and do some good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-4034299615198790854?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/4034299615198790854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=4034299615198790854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4034299615198790854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4034299615198790854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/01/29-gifts-day-1-do-over.html' title='29 Gifts Day 1 Do-over'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-9021149177235472428</id><published>2011-01-03T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T15:24:34.473-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothingbutnets.net'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='29 gifts'/><title type='text'>29 Gifts-Day 1-Nothing But Nets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read the book &lt;em&gt;29 Gifts&lt;/em&gt; quite a while ago. It was written by a woman named Cami Walker, who in the midst of her own debilitating illness, was perscribed a month of giving by one of her spiritual teachers. Mbali, the spiritual teacher, assured Cami that remembering that she is part of a greater universe will help heal her. Cami finally accepted this challenge and it changed her world. While some of the book is difficult (and irritating) to read, it was definitely something that has left an impression on me. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Yu11Uvgrlo/SwbN3vODThI/AAAAAAAAAtM/AEFTYO6Gj9w/s1600/29Gifts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, after attempting to take on this challenge myself a few times, I am committing to do this as a NY Resolution. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day one did not start off the way I planned. I had this wonderful idea to give my first gift to my mom. She visits my grandma, who has Alzheimer's, almost daily and I know it takes a toll on her. My mom retired from teaching last year so that she could spend more time with my grandma and now often helps take care of my dog as well. One thing she has said she wants more than anything is to spend the day in her pj's and not have to go anywhere. Well, I planned to do this for my mom today, however my grandma was pretty sick over the weekend and my mom didn't want to not visit her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558104071319266898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/TSJaNGujJlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ru2EgxkWwnk/s200/familyfuneral.bmp" /&gt;My family with my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plans revised, I have chosen to donate to nothingbutnets.net instead. Nothingbutnets.net raises awareness and accquires funding to combat malaria. With a $10 donation, a net is sent to a family in Africa and saves lives. According to the net-o-meter they have sent 3,537,008 nets. As soon as I clicked that last button to finish my donation, I felt a little sense of happiness. I may not have much money, but my measley $10 is helping to ensure that a little kid in Africa survives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please consider making a donation to &lt;a href="http://www.nothingbutnets.net/"&gt;http://www.nothingbutnets.net/&lt;/a&gt; and saving a life with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder what day 2 will bring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-9021149177235472428?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/9021149177235472428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=9021149177235472428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/9021149177235472428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/9021149177235472428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/01/29-gifts-day-1-nothing-but-nets.html' title='29 Gifts-Day 1-Nothing But Nets'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Yu11Uvgrlo/SwbN3vODThI/AAAAAAAAAtM/AEFTYO6Gj9w/s72-c/29Gifts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-2563527447269528349</id><published>2011-01-01T12:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T13:35:54.790-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Page Diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>New Year, New Me</title><content type='html'>As I'm sure most bloggers are doing I'm evaluating the last year of my life and making resolutions for the new year.  I've decided to not reflect on the past and look to the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my resolutions for 2011:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Truly embrace the 29 Gifts movement and spend my January focusing on others and not myself.  I read 29 Gifts quite a while ago and attempted to try it and failed.  My aim is to blog everyday about each of the gifts I give so that I hold myself accountable and share what I'm doing with others to inspire them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Get healthy.  I refuse to say lose weight.  I truly hope that getting healthy means that I lose weight (at least 40 lbs), but I really want to make sure that I'm focusing on the right thing here.  I went to the chiropractor about 3 months ago and have promptly NOT followed most of his advice for me.  I'm going to resolve to follow the Page Diet and get myself together.  Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Run at least one more half-marathon.  And by run, I actually mean run one and not walk most of it.  I'm looking at either the Go! STL (April-which means I better get my buns out there and run!!!) or the Rock'n'Roll in October (better but means I have to run in the dreaded hot summer months). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Get into school and start my MLS degree! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Volunteer more.  I love to volunteer, but have found my lack of time, motivation, or a cause that is near and dear to me keeping me from doing it more often.  So, I vow to find time, motivation, and a cause and get busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like all of these resolutions are definitely doable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the New Year and keeping resolutions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-2563527447269528349?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/2563527447269528349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=2563527447269528349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/2563527447269528349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/2563527447269528349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-new-me.html' title='New Year, New Me'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-121559736577341139</id><published>2010-12-29T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T11:03:05.013-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Break It Down</title><content type='html'>I'm currently enjoying my Christmas break from my couch.  I believe this is the laziest I've been in a long, long time.  No complaining here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas has come and gone and it was fantastic.  The best part of the holiday was spending time with my family.  We had a great time with my dad's side of the family-exchanging white elephant gifts and playing Minute to Win It.  Christmas day was spent with my immediate family including my sweet future sister-in-law. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't complain about my gifts either.  We surpised my dad with a signed Stan Musial jersey that he loves.  My mom liked her Glee game but I was kind of outshown when she unwrapped her Kindle.  I also got a Kindle (and a new laptop which allows me to blog from the couch!).  I've already read two books and am starting a third. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the books I read was awesome.  I'll be posting about it later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, off to figure out my outfit for the Wild, Wild West NYE party and continue watching Toddlers and Tiaras!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-121559736577341139?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/121559736577341139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=121559736577341139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/121559736577341139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/121559736577341139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/12/break-it-down.html' title='Break It Down'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7308655043331711613</id><published>2010-12-14T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T08:53:22.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time is Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can't believe it! Seriously, Christmas already? In about 10 days?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://rhapsodyinbooks.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/i2christmas_tree.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm totally behind in my gift shopping too. I started off great with getting my dad's present in November! I have half of my mom's present down...shh..don't tell her but I bought her the Glee Wii game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.elisemoreau.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/glee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope she likes it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still have to purchase gifts for my brother and his fiancee.  I believe my brother is getting clothes or some Cardinals stuff and Cara is going to get either some bling from Anthro or a gift card.  I love that place.  I wish I could afford to shop there more often.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll let you know what I end up with!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7308655043331711613?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7308655043331711613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7308655043331711613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7308655043331711613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7308655043331711613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-time-is-here.html' title='Christmas Time is Here!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-8968108248416775261</id><published>2010-12-09T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T08:30:58.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love It/Hate It</title><content type='html'>Since I suck at blogging I thought perhaps I'd be forgiven if I did a little love/hate list. I'll list some things I hate (well, that is a strong word, let's just call it dislike) and then follow up with some things I'm love, love, loving right now.....Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm disliking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cold weather-Perhaps if I lived in this huge house, I would like snow and cold weather a little bit more...ok, maybe not. I'm not enjoying this cold at all and we are getting snow this weekend and I'm so not liking it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://jroller.com/cpurdy/resource/snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*inconsiderate people at work who print off a bunch of stuff and then never pick it up and have therefore wasted a huge amount of paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*bread and sweets. Okay, I lie. I LOVE breads and sweets, but I shouldn't eat them and they just won't leave me alone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*pretty much any song by Katy Perry right now. Overplayed and getting on my nerves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Pink. Not the color, the singer. She just irks me for some reason. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*people who go to Wal-Mart. It is like they have never been to or in a store before when they go there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*celebrities that buy utterly ridiculous things for each other. Beyonce bought Jay-Z a car that is supposedly the fastest car available. First, I highly doubt he drives himself anywhere and secondly why does he need to go anywhere that fast? I feel like that is just wasteful. Donate the hundreds of thousands of dollars to some charity and help people instead of buying something so useless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*finally, no list of stuff I dislike would be complete without.....KEVIN BACON! New commercial for Logitech? CREEPY!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://screencrave.frsucrave.netdna-cdn.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/kevin-bacon-logitech-3-12-10-kc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://screencrave.frsucrave.netdna-cdn.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/kevin-bacon-logitech-3-12-10-kc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See how little I had to make it? That's in order to keep people from being creeped out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LoVe:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Christmas-baby Jesus, cheery songs, the hunt for just the right gift, sweaters, overall jollyness (or is it jolliness, or is that even a word? Who knows? Who cares? Everyone is hap, hap, happy!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*St. Louis magzine, the Post-Dispatch, and the Nate Berkus Show for highlighting an incredible person-my lovely and amazingly talented friend JOI!&lt;a href="http://daveandjoi.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://daveandjoi.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*scarves-can't get enough of them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Gap's Really Skinny Premium Black Pants-I need to order like 8 pair of them right now. That is how much I love them. Like leggings only a little more structure, but comfy and classy looking. Go find them now.&lt;/p&gt;*Keri Hilson's new song as well as Cee Lo Green's song (you know the one with the f word in it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*friends and family-I'm so excited to see some great friends this weekend and catch up with another friend tonight. I think the older I get, the more I truly appreciate my family and my friends. I'm blessed to have such supportive people in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, must get back to work....later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-8968108248416775261?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/8968108248416775261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=8968108248416775261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8968108248416775261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8968108248416775261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-ithate-it.html' title='Love It/Hate It'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-3933506774031394510</id><published>2010-11-12T08:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T09:19:59.178-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CFMGS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls on the Run'/><title type='text'>Busy like a bee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The wedding has come and gone and I still haven't gotten any pictures from that weekend. As soon as my parents decide to send me some, I'll post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dress was comfy, shoes not too bad, and I managed to not get the giggles when I read, "My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate WAY too much and paid for it, but am attempting to get back on track. I emailed the doctor's office and they gave me the ok to eat sprouts or legumes instead of meat!! Huzzah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend will be crazy busy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be home tonight trying to iron on some designs my students made for our Girls on the Run flag because.....the 5K is tomorrow morning!!&lt;/div&gt;If you want to come, see the details here:&lt;a href="http://www.girlsontherunstlouis.org/"&gt;http://www.girlsontherunstlouis.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538713183552535618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/TN12S4pr_EI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Kev5BdfsIAI/s320/girlsontherunlogo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I get to go home and rest for a while until the Chuck Figge Memorial Trivia Night. If you have nothing to do, come play some trivia! &lt;a href="http://www.cfmgs.com/TRIVIA.html"&gt;http://www.cfmgs.com/TRIVIA.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, I have to teach Sunday School, perform with the puppet ministry Puppets For Praise, and then travel to a local nursing home to perform puppets again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheesh...I hope I make it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-3933506774031394510?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/3933506774031394510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=3933506774031394510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3933506774031394510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3933506774031394510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/11/busy-like-bee.html' title='Busy like a bee...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/TN12S4pr_EI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Kev5BdfsIAI/s72-c/girlsontherunlogo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-6102628800428499291</id><published>2010-10-29T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T09:04:54.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dresses'/><title type='text'>Wedding Attire</title><content type='html'>So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to my cousin's wedding (like I haven't mentioned that a million times yet) and I need something to wear. I don't want to spend too much money since I have very little to begin with, so I've been scouring the internets for some options. My mom and I are going shopping either tomorrow or Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a couple of dresses at JC Penney that I really like.  I'm hoping that they are as cute in person and on me as they are on the website.  I've tried to post their pictures but Blogger doesn't seem to want me to...grrr....  Anyway, they are all three on sale for less than $30!  Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found a dress at Macy's but it is over $100 and a little out of my price range for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kohl's also has some Lauren Conrad dresses that I like but sometimes her clothes are a little short for me...and that is saying something because I'm a short girl! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can get blogger to cooperate, I'll post pics of the dresses and let you help me decide!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-6102628800428499291?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/6102628800428499291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=6102628800428499291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6102628800428499291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6102628800428499291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/10/wedding-attire.html' title='Wedding Attire'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-8851700939811610687</id><published>2010-10-27T10:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T11:57:23.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meat'/><title type='text'>Meat or No Meat</title><content type='html'>If you've read my last few posts, you know that I don't like meat.  As a child, I remember not liking meat but knowing that I had to eat it.  Now, as an adult, I really don't like it.  Honestly, even the thought of meat sometimes makes me gag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the Page diet that I am now following, means that I have to eat three servings of animal protein a day.  In case you are slow, that means I have to eat meat 3 times a day!  I am really struggling with finding ways to hide meat so I can eat it.  Everything I can think of is off limits due to having potatoes, bread, or pasta in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my question, dear readers, is this:  Does anyone have a good recipe I can try out that requires some meat (no pork-it is off limits on the diet too!) but disguises it enough that I can eat it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-8851700939811610687?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/8851700939811610687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=8851700939811610687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8851700939811610687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8851700939811610687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/10/meat-or-no-meat.html' title='Meat or No Meat'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-3865359281568338436</id><published>2010-10-25T06:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T06:40:31.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craziness!</title><content type='html'>All I can say is I hope this weekend is a little safer and less scary than this past weekend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a boring singleton Friday and crashed early in anticipation of Saturday's festivities.  Saturday was my cousin, Shannon's, bachelorette party.  She is getting married in less than two weeks now and I'm super excited to see my entire family.  We haven't all been together in a VERY long time!  I'm the reader for the wedding and was informed that one of the readings is a little funny.  Great!  Now I'll be fighting the giggles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo- I met the party at Fast Eddies (a local establishment known for its cheap food and cold drinks).  It was well under way and I ended up hopping on the bus to continue with them.  All was fine and good until we were headed to drop me back off and one of the bridesmaids decided to get off of the bus.  While it was driving down the road.  The bus wasn't going more than 30-40 miles an hour, I'm sure, but it was still one of the scariest things that I've ever seen.  I was sitting backwards at one of the tables so I didn't see her actually leave the bus.  The bus came to a sudden hault and the driver ran off the bus.  By then we all knew something happened and two of the girls ran off the bus to help.  She ended up being ok, I think, but it was still scary.  Who the heck does that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping the wedding is slightly less dramatic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-3865359281568338436?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/3865359281568338436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=3865359281568338436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3865359281568338436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3865359281568338436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/10/craziness.html' title='Craziness!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-9183371576687002611</id><published>2010-10-22T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T12:01:34.676-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor'/><title type='text'>The Page Diet</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I hinted at how I have to overhaul the way I eat.  Dr. Dinkelmann of Dinkelmann Heath Center (&lt;a href="http://www.dinkelmannhealthcenter.com/"&gt;http://www.dinkelmannhealthcenter.com/&lt;/a&gt;) did a hair analysis and found the following:&lt;br /&gt;* I'm hypoglycemic.  There is too steep of a fluctuation in my sugar levels. &lt;br /&gt;*My body is not able to use the calcium and magnesium that I eat, therefore it is being deposited elsewhere. &lt;br /&gt;*My thyroid activity is altered and my metabolism is very slow. &lt;br /&gt;* I have too much copper in my body which is affecting many other mineral levels. &lt;br /&gt;*I have very low iron and toxic metals aluminum and arsenic in my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a tiny sampling of the long analysis.  I just hit the big points.  So, I am now following the Page diet found here:&lt;a href="http://www.ifnh.org/lifestyle_diet_wholefood_nutrition.htm"&gt;http://www.ifnh.org/lifestyle_diet_wholefood_nutrition.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is rather intimidating since I HATE meat and LOVE all things bread and starchy.  I'm making the best of it right now.  My hope is that my metabolism is finally going to kick itself up a notch and I'll begin to lose some weight finally.  And feel better finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted- and offer my thoughts on some meals/things I eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-9183371576687002611?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/9183371576687002611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=9183371576687002611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/9183371576687002611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/9183371576687002611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/10/page-diet.html' title='The Page Diet'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7007559660236888104</id><published>2010-10-21T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T07:40:35.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authors'/><title type='text'>Have I ever told you how much I love bread?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Alright, I know I haven't blogged in a while...ok more like a couple of weeks... but I've been waiting for some news. And I'm glad I waited because there is a lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. My brother had some very exciting news but I'm trying to keep my big trap shut for once and not blab to everyone.  I've been waiting for some FB activity about it but nothing so far.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. My dear friend Joi has become a celebrity pretty much overnight. She was selected to be in St. Louis magazine based on her AH-MAZING decorating skills and beautiful home. Her home will be featured in the December issue. But that isn't all! She was also flown to NYC (cue Empire State of Mind) to be a guest on the....wait for it....Nate Berkus Show! Yes, Joi is now a print and television star! I could not be more happy for her!  Read all about it here: &lt;a href="http://daveandjoi.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://daveandjoi.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I had the opportunity to take a group of 14 students next door to the high school to meet James Dashner. Probably means nothing to the one reader who actually reads this blog, but he is a young adult author who I think is pretty cool. He did not disappoint and we got our picture taken with him.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                             &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/TMBM4P4uivI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lSAIXqvif7U/s1600/Dashner_HEMS_books%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530504871631817458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/TMBM4P4uivI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lSAIXqvif7U/s320/Dashner_HEMS_books%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  I finally figured out the answer to all of my fatigue and crappy moods.  I know I alluded to it previously, but I've been feeling lousy for a long time now.  Not only have I been tired but I was beginning to feel a little depressed.  Not slit my wrists depressed, but I knew that something wasn't right and it wasn't just because I'm tired, stressed at work, overweight, or single (although all of those things didn't help, I suppose).  Enter Dr. Dinkelmann from Dinkelmann Health Center.  He's a lovely South African chiropractor who had my hair analyzed to determine why I feel so bad.  Turns out I'm hypglycemic in addition to some other stuff going on.  Now I must eat 6 times a day, eat meat (I don't even like typing the word meat much less eat it), take some supplements, and pretty much never eat a piece of bread, candy, cake, or any other sugary, carby treat again.  This is devastating to me and I'm attempting to adjust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so this post is getting extremely long and if you made it this far you deserve some sort of award.  I'm going to continue with  more info regarding my doctor's visit later....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7007559660236888104?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7007559660236888104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7007559660236888104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7007559660236888104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7007559660236888104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/10/have-i-ever-told-you-how-much-i-love.html' title='Have I ever told you how much I love bread?'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/TMBM4P4uivI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lSAIXqvif7U/s72-c/Dashner_HEMS_books%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-1005124481198189585</id><published>2010-10-04T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T09:16:23.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='injuries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>These Shoes Are Made For Walking</title><content type='html'>So, I completed my second half marathon yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I signed up for this race (Lewis and Clark Half-Marathon), I was all about training for a second one.  I had such a good experience with the first that I was sure I could recreate it on my own without having to raise a bunch of money.  WRONG!  I've been so tired I couldn't manage to get myself up and run in the mornings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing this I went into the race with the intentions of running as much as I could and then walking the rest.  Easy, right?!  Wrong again!  I started out strong and made it to the end of the first two miles in spite of an uneasy stomach (which led to an unscheduled bathroom stop on the way to meet my ride).  Things went downhill from there.  I got a side cramp, I was still worried about eating/drinking for fear of the stomach rearing its ugly head, I was too much in my head and started to doubt I could do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say that I finished.  The last two miles felt like I was walking 15 miles and I was near tears for the last 4 miles but I made it.  I am so happy that I finished in spite of myself and managed to only come in about 11 minutes over my previous time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that I'm super sore...like way more sore than the last one in which I JOGGED a lot of it.  And to top it all off, I have two enormous blood blisters on the inside edges of my heels.  We're talking quarter sized.  And they hurt.  So wearing shoes feels like I'm dying.  I'm trying not to get up at all if I can help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: TRAIN for a race and make sure to break in your running shoes before the race so you know exactly where to put moleskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you are wondering if I'd do this again...yes, I'm crazy and I'd do another...but I think I'll wait until next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-1005124481198189585?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/1005124481198189585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=1005124481198189585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1005124481198189585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1005124481198189585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/10/these-shoes-are-made-for-walking.html' title='These Shoes Are Made For Walking'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7404577180127115493</id><published>2010-09-23T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T10:23:16.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half-marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>aaaaahhhhh, FREAK OUT!</title><content type='html'>So, it just hit me that I've signed up to do 3 races in 3 weekends in October. A half the first weekend in October, a 5K the next weekend, and a 10K the following weekend.  Now, if I had continued to run consistently after my last half then this would be no big deal.  But reality is tapping me on the shoulder to remind me that I've BARELY run since then.  I've run some long runs on the weekends, but not much during the week.  I have no stinking clue how I'm going to do this.  Ok, I lied, I do know what my plan is going to be:&lt;br /&gt;1. Drink lots of water (starting now) so that I'll be good and hydrated for race days.&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat as cleanly as possible so that I don't have a bunch of yuck fueling my body.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get my rear in gear and start running in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;4. Prayer, and lots of it!&lt;br /&gt;5. Focus on one race at a time and not run for a time.  Basically, don't die and be able to walk across the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is I have a wedding the first weekend of November so perhaps I'll be skinny, er, in better shape than I am now. &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7404577180127115493?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7404577180127115493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7404577180127115493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7404577180127115493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7404577180127115493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/09/aaaaahhhhh-freak-out.html' title='aaaaahhhhh, FREAK OUT!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-5961333823003120877</id><published>2010-09-22T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T08:53:41.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='air conditioning'/><title type='text'>How Am I Supposed to Breathe With No Air?!</title><content type='html'>So, like I thought, my air went out again.  Geez, can't a girl catch a break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my eyes just ended up needing to be hydrated a lot (read: Hey, dummy, why don't you just use some eye drops!) so I didn't need to get any medicine for them.  But my air conditioner?! No dice.   I called and they are coming out to assess the damage today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was a pretty sucky day all around yesterday, it ended on a high note with the return of Glee and playing with my well rested and fully cooled down doggie in my parents' basement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness today is Wednesday!  I'm ready for this week to be over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-5961333823003120877?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/5961333823003120877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=5961333823003120877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/5961333823003120877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/5961333823003120877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-am-i-supposed-to-breathe-with-no.html' title='How Am I Supposed to Breathe With No Air?!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-2928841011335892135</id><published>2010-09-20T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T07:57:55.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>The 'Eyes' Have It!</title><content type='html'>Monday. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Mondays.  It is such a letdown from the weekend.  Although, this weekend was kind of a letdown.  The highlight of my weekend was dinner with one of my oldest friends (no, she's not old, I've just known her a long time!), Aimee.  We went to Cheese-ology for some yummy mac and cheese and then topped it off with some FroYo.  I always enjoy getting to catch up with her and we are attempting to make it a monthly get together.  Saturday my friend Sara and I were supposed to hang out and we ended up at Applefest, a local church's fair.  I was expecting a big deal and got nothing in return.  I had bad nachos and the entertainment that we saw left a lot to be desired.  We managed to somewhat save the evening with dinner at Tony's.  Sunday, I was supposed to go apple picking but Mother Nature decided to show us her ugly face and poured most of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I get to go see my eye doctor, making Monday even less pleasant.  I seem to have accquired an eye infection and haven't worn my contacts in days.  So now not only will have to get medicine, but I'll have to get more contacts too.  This comes just after I've had a sick doggie and a sick air conditioner.  Oh, and last night it seemed like the air was starting to go out again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-2928841011335892135?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/2928841011335892135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=2928841011335892135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/2928841011335892135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/2928841011335892135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/09/eyes-have-it.html' title='The &apos;Eyes&apos; Have It!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-6106694107861902245</id><published>2010-09-16T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T09:31:07.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so tired...</title><content type='html'>Why am I so exhausted lately?  I don't know if my body isn't fully adjusted to working (although it has been over a month since school started, how long can it take?!) or what but I am so tired lately.  I can't even use winter as an excuse because it isn't even cold yet.  I'm supposed to be running a half marathon, 10K, and 5K in the month of October and I'm slightly panicky that I won't make it.  Hopefully things will begin to ease up and I'll start feeling more rested.  Something has to give, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-6106694107861902245?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/6106694107861902245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=6106694107861902245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6106694107861902245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6106694107861902245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-so-tired.html' title='I&apos;m so tired...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-4496698391820345994</id><published>2010-07-09T09:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T10:02:33.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people watching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fox Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musicals'/><title type='text'>Feeling Wicked?!</title><content type='html'>Last night I took my mom to see Wicked at the Fabulous Fox Theatre!  It was an amazing show and one I'd never seen before.  It seems everyone I've ever met in life had already seen the show and they'd been raving about how wonderful it was.  I was slightly concerned it wouldn't live up to the hype, but it did.  The women who played Elpheba and Glinda were outstanding! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps more interesting and entertaining than the show were the people seated around us.  One of the many reasons (and there are many) that I love my mom is that we both like to people watch and comment on what is happening around us.  For instance, the lady sitting behind us was a musical, Fox, and all around theater virgin.  And she was 51.  How has a person never even been to see a play in all of their 51 years?!  No idea, but she was pretty psyched.  Moving on to the other people seated behind/in front of us was a couple seated with the virgin.  They must have bought their tickets from a scalper (I don't really think this but they were pretty dumb) because they ended up in two completely different rows.  And they couldn't figure out how this could have happened.  Add them to the lady that walked around writing down row numbers and bugging people about their seats (so she could buy better tickets for the next time she came) and my  mom and I were pretty entertained.  Until.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter the couple sitting next to us.  We aren't sure if they were friends or a couple, but man were they funny.  The guy told the girl that the dragon head was moving and making him nervous before the show even started.  He even said the dragon shook his head no when he asked if the show would start on time.  Then at intermission he exclaimed that the guy who played Fiyero was a terrible dancer.  The girl with him assured him he wasn't going to be dancing any further and to "get over it."  Seriously, the gems this guy kept tossing around made us giggle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the row right in front of us held the jewel of the night.  A mother and her children and their spouses.  She had a Mary Poppins bag that contained at the very least: kleenex, floss, gum, fruit rollups, granola bars, water bottles, and something wrapped up in a napkin (we think it may have been a cookie or roll).  My mom and I actually discussed everything we saw come out of that handbag on the way home.  One of the men with her flossed his teeth during intermission.  He was also not impressed with the musical, except for the song Defying Gravity.  He liked that one.  The other guy was really into it and at intermission wanted to go down and ask them to change the ending so that Elphaba didn't "turn bad."  Honestly, I could have just sat and watched this family all evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all,  'twas a good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-4496698391820345994?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/4496698391820345994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=4496698391820345994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4496698391820345994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4496698391820345994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/07/feeling-wicked.html' title='Feeling Wicked?!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7970844764779111601</id><published>2010-07-08T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T07:41:50.229-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Summer, where have you gone?</title><content type='html'>I had every intention of spending this summer doing many things. One of those was to get my booty back into running full time and lose the rest of the weight I need to in order to reach my goal weight. Another was to faithfully blog about my summer. So far, I'm 0 for 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my computer at home is almost dead and I find it hard to blog on iPhone, I will attempt to be more faithful in my blogging. Also, I'm dedicating myself to running. I started my half marathon training on the 4th of July so that I can run the Lewis and Clark Half in October. My nemesis in this training will be the humidity. I may need oxygen but I will complete my training!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things I have managed to do this summer include reading almost all of the books on my list for the Truman Committee, hang out with some great friends, and work. Oh, wait, work was not something I was looking forward to accomplishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like summer should be in full swing and I'm already looking at the start of the new school year! Crazy! The best part of my summer is almost here....my trip to DC and Philly! I get to spend time with Erin, Jered, and Baby Jude in DC and then hang with my brother and Cara in Philly for the weekend. I'm super excited to see everyone and explore some new cities. Hopefully, I'll be able to take some photos to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7970844764779111601?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7970844764779111601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7970844764779111601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7970844764779111601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7970844764779111601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-where-have-you-gone.html' title='Summer, where have you gone?'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7029416623919455112</id><published>2010-04-05T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T08:45:28.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to do, so little time...</title><content type='html'>It seems like every time I promise myself I'll start blogging more, I fail.  This time I feel I have a valid excuse...I've been training for a half marathon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race is less than a week away now.  YIKES!  I'm definitely nervous, but I know that the training I've had will help me get through all 13.1 miles.  I managed to get 12.5 done a couple of weeks ago and it wasn't nearly as terrible as I thought it would be so I know I can do it!  Plus, I met some nice girls and ran with them which makes the time go by so much faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the one year anniversary of losing my grandpa.  I can't believe that it has been a year since he was here with us.  I can't wait to feel him with me on race day because I know he'll be watching and cheering me on! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this post is a little depressing, I promise the next one will be more upbeat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7029416623919455112?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7029416623919455112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7029416623919455112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7029416623919455112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7029416623919455112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-much-to-do-so-little-time.html' title='So much to do, so little time...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7937479815092582316</id><published>2010-01-16T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T09:05:04.534-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philanthropy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half-marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Help Me Help Others</title><content type='html'>This was definitely not the blog entry I was planning to post next, but it is definitely fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have officially decided to run a half marathon!  I've joined the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society's Team in Training to run the Go! St. Louis Half Marathon.  I'm either crazy or really motivated and at this point I'm not sure which one it truly is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose this all started a few years ago when I was inspired to start running from a friend I worked with.  She is awesome and has run the Chicago marathon twice!  I had no intention of ever running a marathon or even a half, but wanted to get moving.  Last year around this time I was convinced I was going to run the very race I'm training for now.  Unfortunately, my grandpa got sick and I lost focus after he passed away.  Not succeeding has been haunting me all year.  I decided this year that I needed to actually do it for a few reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1.  I wanted to finish what I started.&lt;br /&gt;2.  The race is two days after my 30th birthday (what better way to end my 20s and start my 30s!).&lt;br /&gt;3.  Last year, when I was training, I mentioned to my grandpa my goal.  He laughed because he didn't think I'd do it.  In a way, I'm doing this for him as much as for myself.&lt;br /&gt;4.  I want to focus more on helping others and this is a great way to help myself and bring help to others-all through exercising!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of training with TNT is raising money for LLS.  They require that you raise a certain amount of money for their organization and in turn give you resources and a training schedule to succeed.  For my race, I must raise $1700.  That is a lot of money in a short amount of time!  If I don't raise the appropriate amount, I will be forced to forfeit running in the race.  I really don't want to let myself down or the people at the LLS who are counting on this money. If you'd like to donate to my cause please follow this link to make an online donation:&lt;br /&gt;http://pages.teamintraining.org/gat/stlouish10/azakrzewsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous about the training because the race is April 11(!) but I'm super nervous about raising the funds.  I'm trusting that God will provide, but also begging everyone I know just in case!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run (literally!)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7937479815092582316?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7937479815092582316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7937479815092582316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7937479815092582316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7937479815092582316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2010/01/help-me-help-others.html' title='Help Me Help Others'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-4955296800346281937</id><published>2009-12-10T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T09:33:39.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes!</title><content type='html'>Holy time flying Batman!  I can't believe it has been so long since my last entry!  I promise I will try to do better this time around.  Look for a great entry on giving next!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-4955296800346281937?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/4955296800346281937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=4955296800346281937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4955296800346281937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4955296800346281937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/12/yikes.html' title='Yikes!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-390598835774425040</id><published>2009-07-27T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T12:09:22.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Boston continued...</title><content type='html'>Saturday we spent going to Harvard and more of Boston.  Vicky teaches a course at Harvard so mom and I wanted to see the campus.  Plus I had to get a t-shirt.  While we were there we stopped at Lush and awesome store where I bought a great lotion!  Then to the gift shop where Vicky and my mom tried to convince me to buy a law school alum t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with Mr. Harvard!  I had to push through a bunch of tourists to get my chance up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3xNQ0JYnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jk340N7E8kg/s1600-h/P1010357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3xNQ0JYnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jk340N7E8kg/s200/P1010357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363207941422408306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3xtvkSrBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ccyrPd71b88/s1600-h/P1010359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3xtvkSrBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ccyrPd71b88/s200/P1010359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363208499433221138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty campus!  We were surprised there weren't more green spaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3yZO5iv_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/BTDbkygNzm8/s1600-h/P1010369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3yZO5iv_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/BTDbkygNzm8/s200/P1010369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363209246578229234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We headed back to Boston to see the Boston Public Library or the BPL as Vicky called it.   She made sure I saw lots of libraries.  Inside are murals done by John Singer Sargent, which were AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3y_dHbW3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/-5apCgvhvdI/s1600-h/P1010373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3y_dHbW3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/-5apCgvhvdI/s200/P1010373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363209903229590386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom knocking on the door in the mural room.  No one was home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3z56i_itI/AAAAAAAAAF0/SBJSCLxQXIs/s1600-h/P1010384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3z56i_itI/AAAAAAAAAF0/SBJSCLxQXIs/s200/P1010384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363210907562248914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom and I in the courtyard of the BPL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm30T8ELetI/AAAAAAAAAF8/KFJjvc1v3KE/s1600-h/P1010386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm30T8ELetI/AAAAAAAAAF8/KFJjvc1v3KE/s200/P1010386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363211354646477522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woohoo!  Boston Marathon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm30rcPHtNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fNCGHj45dAQ/s1600-h/P1010387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm30rcPHtNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fNCGHj45dAQ/s200/P1010387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363211758419293394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Swan boats in the Boston Garden.  While sitting here we saw 4 different wedding parties taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we headed to Concord, Massachusetts.  We stopped at the Concord Museum, Orchard House, and the North Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm32vQ4sr_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Pm1KSVNHWzQ/s1600-h/P1010391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm32vQ4sr_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Pm1KSVNHWzQ/s200/P1010391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363214023115190258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and Vicky walking in front of the Concord Museum.  It was really interesting.   I didn't realize that Louisa May Alcott, Ralph Waldo Emerson, and Henry David Thoreau were all from this area.  We didn't make it to Walden Pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm33s6kzhXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tsLfXL2ZyOk/s1600-h/P1010390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm33s6kzhXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tsLfXL2ZyOk/s200/P1010390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363215082278061426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hysterical picture that we saw in the museum.  This is a little girl named Annie.  We think there was something wrong with her or the artist was terrible.  Her eyes followed us.  I don't think she appreciated being laughed at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm34ZB7ahSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1_0tZFg6b3Y/s1600-h/P1010392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm34ZB7ahSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1_0tZFg6b3Y/s200/P1010392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363215840166184226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Orchard House, or the house of Louisa May Alcott.  This house was what the house in Little Women was based upon.  This was by far my favorite part of the trip.  Louisa's novel was largely based on her family and over 80% of the items in the house belonged to the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm35NXh7r7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/VWh0TxmRt1k/s1600-h/P1010393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm35NXh7r7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/VWh0TxmRt1k/s200/P1010393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363216739318083506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Orchard House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm35ijjC2xI/AAAAAAAAAGs/sAUYRGp3FJA/s1600-h/P1010394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm35ijjC2xI/AAAAAAAAAGs/sAUYRGp3FJA/s200/P1010394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363217103321226002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me in front of Mr. Alcott's school.  He was a huge part of reforming education in this country.  I was amazed that a lot of the things he helped to change we still do today.  What a cool guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm36RM8SDLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/IG5YMegSrZo/s1600-h/P1010397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm36RM8SDLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/IG5YMegSrZo/s200/P1010397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363217904706915506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me in front of Ralph Waldo Emerson's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm369hRU-zI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cdOXxdi4xaY/s1600-h/P1010409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm369hRU-zI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cdOXxdi4xaY/s200/P1010409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363218666078141234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me on the North Bridge, where the Revolutionary War began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for so many pictures!  Coming soon-pics from the All-Star race and Jammin' at the Zoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-390598835774425040?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/390598835774425040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=390598835774425040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/390598835774425040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/390598835774425040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/07/boston-continued.html' title='Boston continued...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3xNQ0JYnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jk340N7E8kg/s72-c/P1010357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-1630753227611991580</id><published>2009-07-27T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T11:22:41.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beantown Trip</title><content type='html'>My mom and I just got back from Boston last week where we went to visit her cousin, Vicky.  It was a short trip Thursday to Monday, but we packed a lot of stuff in a short time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was pretty laid back.  We got in around lunch time and Vicky picked us up from the airport.  We headed back to her house and settled in before meeting up with Vicky's man-friend Carl at their private club.  I don't have any pictures but this was a hilarious evening.  We all got dolled up and headed out.  The club is housed in an old home that is just HUGE!  We listened to some piano music while enjoying drinks and apps.   The entertainment was just that-entertainment.  An older gentleman and his daughter and her family played for us.  At one point, they played Let it Be which lead to an impromptu singalong.  Not what I was expecting from an older, reserved crowd.  I sat next to a guy in a pink seersucker jacket whose name was Morgan and he kept me entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Friday we headed into the city of Boston for a tour of the Otis House (one of the museums that Carl's organization is in charge of-the house dates to 1796 and was amazingly preserved).  We had to wear booties to protect the carpets-didn't get a picture but it was pretty funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we headed up Beac&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3qCD19YzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/i2-b55u9aZo/s1600-h/P1010333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3qCD19YzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/i2-b55u9aZo/s200/P1010333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363200052380394290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on Hill for a bit and saw the brownstone where John Kerry resides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we really headed into the walking part of our tour which included the state courthouse (where Vicky used to work), the state house, a private library that Vicky and Carl belong to, various parts of the Freedom Trail, Paul Revere's house, and a gelato stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the state cou&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3rQ9JjLHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lE2TKvM03HE/s1600-h/P1010338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3rQ9JjLHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lE2TKvM03HE/s200/P1010338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363201407793179762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rthouse...it was beautiful inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The state house and where we picked up the Freedom Trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3rwJsKFYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/m12Mavd4nRs/s1600-h/P1010342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3rwJsKFYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/m12Mavd4nRs/s200/P1010342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363201943735506306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from one of the rooms in the private library.  A historic graveyard of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3sZW1VxuI/AAAAAAAAAEc/rM6oU7wyeCs/s1600-h/P1010346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3sZW1VxuI/AAAAAAAAAEc/rM6oU7wyeCs/s200/P1010346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363202651638318818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom and I on the balcony of private library with Boston in the background!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3ti7L0dPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_MoJPkjMmqI/s1600-h/P1010347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3ti7L0dPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_MoJPkjMmqI/s200/P1010347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363203915526730994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Vicky on the same balcony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3uHMZr3sI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WepStltAwYw/s1600-h/P1010348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3uHMZr3sI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WepStltAwYw/s200/P1010348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363204538623581890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Site of the Boston Massacre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3u9dwv0VI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Y5STYYtNqjA/s1600-h/P1010350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3u9dwv0VI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Y5STYYtNqjA/s200/P1010350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363205470996648274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quincy Market where we had lunch.  I had an AWESOME peanut butter brownie here too!  And yes, that is mom's head at the bottom of the pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3vqayNKDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/o5ZF7uInE5Y/s1600-h/P1010352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3vqayNKDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/o5ZF7uInE5Y/s200/P1010352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363206243291572274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We stopped to have my picture taken in front of my restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3wLoV4wDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/XM5mQ13-wUw/s1600-h/P1010355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3wLoV4wDI/AAAAAAAAAFE/XM5mQ13-wUw/s200/P1010355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363206813866573874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vicky and I in front of Paul Revere's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll finish up in another post!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-1630753227611991580?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/1630753227611991580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=1630753227611991580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1630753227611991580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1630753227611991580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/07/beantown-trip.html' title='Beantown Trip'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/Sm3qCD19YzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/i2-b55u9aZo/s72-c/P1010333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-6179763193655360530</id><published>2009-07-02T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T06:59:04.405-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NKOTB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All-Star 5K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kathy Griffin'/><title type='text'>What was I thinking?! and Viva La Block!</title><content type='html'>First of all, I have to mention that I saw NKOTB in all of their retro glory again last night.   Basically a few tweaks of their first tour but the addition of Popsicle made my friend Sara's night!  I will post pics whenever I get home.  Again I screamed like I was 9 again and danced around with a bunch of my friends.  It was awesome.  The night was made complete by the drive by of Waffle House to see all of the silly 20 and 30 something women hoping that the boys (I mean, men) would be dropping by. It was literally a crowded House.  Oh, and Donnie or D Dub as you are now called, please stop making the smarmy comments about getting with little girls moms and us having boobs now.  It is creeping us out.  As Ashley put it, our 9 year old selves are here not our 28 or 29 year old selves.  We're too young to hear this kind of talk.  Thanks-love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Kristin called the other day to schedule a dinner and mentioned that she is running the All-Star 5K for the All-Star game coming up in a week or so.  She told me I should run it with her and what does my dumb self do?  I signed up.  Keep in mind that I only started running again this week and am only up to about a mile without stopping.  I'm really only in it for the t-shirt.  Oh, and to top it all off, I'm going to go see Kathy Griffin the night before.  I love that broad.  And, yep, I'm a glutton for punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to memories of childhood, free t-shirts, and celebrity trash talking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-6179763193655360530?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/6179763193655360530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=6179763193655360530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6179763193655360530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6179763193655360530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-was-i-thinking-and-viva-la-block.html' title='What was I thinking?! and Viva La Block!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7570901701968558997</id><published>2009-06-23T14:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:58:06.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryan Reynolds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='air conditioning'/><title type='text'>We interupt this regularly scheduled non-blogging to bring you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shoppingblog.com/pics/ew_ryan_reynolds_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 396px;" src="http://www.shoppingblog.com/pics/ew_ryan_reynolds_cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this!  I went to see The Proposal with a few friends yesterday and it was so funny!  Seriously, like, I don't remember when the last time I laughed out loud that much at a movie theater.  Plus, there was lots of Ryan Reynolds (aka Berg!).  Ryan and I go way back to the days of Two Guys, a Girl, and a Pizza Place. I love, love, LOVED that show!  Anyhow, I just needed an excuse to post this picture again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I was forced to sit in virtually no air conditioning with no air circulation or windows all morning.  I think I'm a little loopy and have a raging headache.  I drank as much water as possible and am now peeing every five seconds.  A nap was certainly called for in this situation.  I feel a little bit better but am going to take it easy tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Blockbuster to trade in Vicky Christina Barcelona (odd but decent movie) for something lighthearted that I can watch tonight from my couch.  I promise pictures of my spending spree soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7570901701968558997?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7570901701968558997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7570901701968558997' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7570901701968558997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7570901701968558997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-interupt-this-regularly-scheduled.html' title='We interupt this regularly scheduled non-blogging to bring you...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-6690915792778558297</id><published>2009-06-17T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T08:04:56.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Wait..what was the title of my last post?!</title><content type='html'>Well, school's back in session.  Summer school that is.  After a fun week with my friend Amy in Chicago that involved WAY too much shopping (like such a thing exists!), I'm back at work.  The nice part is I'm finished by 12:30 so I still have all afternoon to do nothing-which is what a good summer vaca should entail.  I'll try to remember to take a picture of all my loot from Chicago and post it along with the incredible view from our hotel room. (Please read the part about hotel sarcastically-view was terrible!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to get off this weight that keeps creeping back on, I am planning to  hit the gym this afternoon to go for a run.  I haven't run since the GOTR 5K about a month ago!  It is amazing to me how life gets in the way of great intentions.  Wish me luck that I don't die on the treadmill this afternoon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-6690915792778558297?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/6690915792778558297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=6690915792778558297' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6690915792778558297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6690915792778558297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/06/waitwhat-was-title-of-my-last-post.html' title='Wait..what was the title of my last post?!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-963754510209950444</id><published>2009-06-03T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T05:36:58.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOTR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='packing'/><title type='text'>School's Out for the Summer!</title><content type='html'>Yay!  I have officially finished school for the year!  I've been completely enjoying my first couple of days off.  Basically I've done nothing but it feels so good!  I did manage to get to the dermatologist yesterday before the huge storm.  I have eczema so it is a pretty easy fix.  Apparently I should use Vaseline as a lotion.  I refuse to be all greasy so Dove will be the alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm attempting to summer clean my house but it is a very slow process.  So far I've started with the bathroom and am planning to work on my bedroom today. I'm such a pack rat but after seeing all of the crap that my grandparents kept, I'm all for purging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also starting to p&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SiZuJh5c7OI/AAAAAAAAADc/_XhJTtBRHrM/s1600-h/holidays+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SiZuJh5c7OI/AAAAAAAAADc/_XhJTtBRHrM/s200/holidays+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343079117918891234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lan what to bring for my trip next week to Chi-town with Amy.  I'm super excited and I know she is too.  I'll have to study what the weather is going to be like.  I'm thinking lots of summer dresses unless it's going to rain the whole time we are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm going to  leave with a picture of my team from Girls on the Run...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-963754510209950444?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/963754510209950444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=963754510209950444' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/963754510209950444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/963754510209950444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/06/schools-out-for-summer.html' title='School&apos;s Out for the Summer!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SiZuJh5c7OI/AAAAAAAAADc/_XhJTtBRHrM/s72-c/holidays+108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7815056562444351230</id><published>2009-05-28T10:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T10:42:50.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls on the Run'/><title type='text'>Wowza!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it has been over a month since I last blogged.  Shame on me!  Things have been extremely hectic in my life lately and I'm hoping things are finally slowing down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what have I done...I've taken a group of 4 girls to Book Battle and met yet another author (who I just know is going to be crazy popular soon).  Heather Brewer and her husband Paul are awesome.  I've also run my very first 5K with a group of 15 girls from my school at the Girls on the Run 5K.  It was so incredible.  I was so proud of the girls who showed up and really gave it their all.  I didn't get to run the entire race, but I was proud of completing it and making sure all my girls did too.  My friend Sarah went with me and ran as well.  The most important thing of that race was that I did it in memory of my grandpa.  While he was sick I told him all about this program and he just laughed when I told him that we finished with a 3.1 mile run.  I don't think he had complete confidence that I'd do it so it became my mission to prove him wrong.  Thanks Grumpy Grandpa for the inspiration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have one more day of school left.  Thank goodness!  I don't think I could take anymore.  Next week promises to be a little more low key with a trip to the dermatologist (for that stupid rash that isn't contagious, doesn't spread, but itches like a mother f'er on my elbows) and to get my hair cut (I'm debating a big change).  This Saturday is the estate sale for my grandma and grandpa.  I'm not sure if I really want to go but I feel compelled to do so.  It is going to be a rough day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to looking like I'm doing work in the library instead of blogging....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7815056562444351230?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7815056562444351230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7815056562444351230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7815056562444351230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7815056562444351230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/05/wowza.html' title='Wowza!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-6233496235825414009</id><published>2009-04-16T09:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T10:06:34.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genome study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diseases'/><title type='text'>Update and would you want to know?</title><content type='html'>It has been quite a while since my last update.  A lot has happened since then.  I lost my grandpa a little over a week ago.  He was very special to me and probably the focus of another post when I'm not so emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got so many weird topics floating around in my head right now but after checking my email I had to blog about this first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point in time I thought I had Celiac disease which is like a wheat allergy (even though the test came back negative, I still think I could have it).  Anywho, I get updates from their national foundation now and I just received an email with an offer to have a genome study.  The purpose would be to help further research on genomes and also provide me with information about predisposition for certain diseases.  It is super expensive and I'm not going to do it, but it got me thinking...would I want to know if I could?  My grandma on my mom's side has Alzheimer's.  Her mother had it as well.  I already figure I'm going to get it, but do I want to know that I'm already predisposed to it?  What good would that do me besides perhaps make me a bigger proponent of stem cell research and attempting to document more of my life so maybe I can remember it later or have stuff for my kids down the road?  On the other hand, I think knowing that you are prone to having heart disease or other conditions may make you more careful and provide you with an opportunity to prevent that disease or condition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-6233496235825414009?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/6233496235825414009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=6233496235825414009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6233496235825414009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6233496235825414009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-and-would-you-want-to-know.html' title='Update and would you want to know?'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-8360235507688196113</id><published>2009-03-04T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T09:49:21.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Race'/><title type='text'>He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tvclubhouse.com/forum/messages/1085263/6274718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://www.tvclubhouse.com/forum/messages/1085263/6274718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the Amazing Race. I wish I had what I think it takes to be on that show because as hard as it looks it seems to be an incredible experience. Watching the show this week it occured to me that if my brother and I went on this show we would be very similar to Victor and Tammy, the lawyer siblings.  Upon this realization, I called my mom and quickly told her as I knew she'd be watching the show too.  She chuckled and agreed.  You see, I am Tammy and my brother is Victor.  Although I am the older sibling, I can completely see my brother taking control.  I'd be the one up on the balance beam freaking out and trying to do my best as my brother yells what he believes to be encouraging things (really, it would just make me more nervous and upset).  I really hope the TandV can work it out and win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and if you didn't see the cheese detour, you need to google it.  I've not laughed that hard in a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-8360235507688196113?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/8360235507688196113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=8360235507688196113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8360235507688196113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8360235507688196113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-aint-heavy-hes-my-brother.html' title='He Ain&apos;t Heavy, He&apos;s My Brother'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-4825090874903302147</id><published>2009-03-02T13:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:33:14.823-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOTR'/><title type='text'>Such a relief...</title><content type='html'>I've been pretty stressed out lately.  What with my grandparents moving into a nursing home, starting a brand new after school activity with 41 crazy 12-14 year old girls, and planning a school wide poetry slam, it has been an insane month.  But, I've somehow survived and am able to tell it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOTR is going really well and the girls seem like they are really enjoying themselves.  They pretty much walk every day and will probably be embarrassed when they actually get to race day and they are the only girls walking, but as long as they are moving and having a good time I don't care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Poetry Slam was awesome!  We had a couple of minor setbacks (like one of the judges not showing up at all) but overall the talent of our students was shining.  I'm especially proud of the 8th grade winner.  He is a huge, scary looking guy and he's all heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Lent is upon us.  I've decided to give up a few things.  One-I'm only going out to eat once a week ( I wanted to give it up completely but knew it would never happen), two-giving up sweets, and three-giving up bread.  This has been a huge effort because when I am stressed I love to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is everyone else giving up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-4825090874903302147?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/4825090874903302147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=4825090874903302147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4825090874903302147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4825090874903302147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/03/such-relief.html' title='Such a relief...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7865761126033259925</id><published>2009-02-20T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:53:36.949-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOTR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half-marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa'/><title type='text'>GOTR is so much fun!</title><content type='html'>My life has been crazy the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa took a turn for the worse last week but seems to be doing better.  Turns out he was dehydrated and then when they gave him an IV his kidney's couldn't keep up.  He also has a massive infection in his kidneys.  My great uncle passed away during this time too- my grandpa's brother.  I think this really made reality sink in that Grandpa may not be around too much longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I had a fantastic time at Julie and Jared's wedding.  They looked so happy and it was a great way to spend Valentine's day-with my friends and lots of dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls on Track has started and if the first week is any indication it is a hit!  I have had multiple teachers/admin come up and tell me the girls seem to be loving the program.  I'm so excited and it really gets me pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still training for the half-marathon.  I think I'm a little crazy, but it is giving me something to focus on right now.  I may be crawling across the finish line, but I'm going to do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7865761126033259925?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7865761126033259925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7865761126033259925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7865761126033259925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7865761126033259925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/02/gotr-is-so-much-fun.html' title='GOTR is so much fun!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-713216127917022497</id><published>2009-02-04T08:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:06:26.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Time to Blog</title><content type='html'>It has been a while...sorry! I've been quite busy only not necessarily good busy. My grandpa had a stroke and is still in the hospital. He is doing a little better each day but he is very frail and has lost a lot of weight. I've always been very close to this grandpa so it is painful to see him like this and not hear him call me sunshine anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, things have been ok. I've managed to avoid the flu so far and had a great time Super Bowl Sunday stuffing my face, playing with Sam, and pretending to watch the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I get to hang out with the girls this weekend for Julie's bachelorette party. We are going to see That 80's Band so it should be a good time! I'm on Week 4 of my mini marathon training. I have to run/walk 5 miles this Saturday...wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-713216127917022497?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/713216127917022497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=713216127917022497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/713216127917022497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/713216127917022497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-time-to-blog.html' title='No Time to Blog'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-8461325000789870589</id><published>2009-01-18T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T16:58:27.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy as a bee...</title><content type='html'>Wow!  This week has FLOWN by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...I've helped some kiddos learn to waltz for our Inaugural Ball on Tuesday, started planning the Poetry Slam at work, and finished my first week of half-marathon training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I spent trying to recover from the week and hoping to not get sick.  Saturday I went to my friend's father's memorial, the gym, Olga's, and Sara's surprise 30th birthday party!  Amy, Jon, Alison, and I had TONS of fun!  There are lots of Facebook pictures to prove this point.  I'm not quite sure why Jon has banned the three of us girls from taking cameras with us anywhere yet.  The birthday girl looked like she was having quite a good time as well.  Today I managed to get to church and a bridal shower for Julie.  The shower was great and I got to hold baby Samantha which makes things even better! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that I can rest up tomorrow since we have the day off.  Although, I'm sure that between Hooter's fried pickles and planning the fake, I mean real, Encounter Reunion tour I have plenty to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-8461325000789870589?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/8461325000789870589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=8461325000789870589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8461325000789870589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8461325000789870589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/01/busy-as-bee.html' title='Busy as a bee...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-2926498120772858250</id><published>2009-01-12T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:04:09.019-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bride Wars'/><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><content type='html'>For all of you wondering what happened at my school...in one word-nothing.  We are no closer to unmasking the dirty thieves.  I've cleaned up my office and everything is back to normal-or as back to normal as it can minus about 180 computers.  We hear we may be getting replacements within a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was a short one!  I managed to fall asleep before 9 on Friday night.  I was mildly embarrassed that that is what came of my Friday night, but quickly popped out the contacts, brushed my teeth, and hopped into bed.  I must have been exhausted because I slept until 8 the next morning.  Unheard of for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday brought a decent weight loss at WW and my first workout in training for a half-marathon.  That is right.  I've decided to train to run a half-marathon.  It is a pretty hefty goal considering I've never even run a 5K and get short of breath running outside, but nevertheless I'm going to try-or die trying.  My friend Sarah has embarked on this journey with me.  Today officially kicks off training.  I'll try to update more on our progress.  I'm interval training so tonight is 30 minutes of intervals-bringing me to about 3 miles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday evening I went triviaing(yep, just made up a word) with Laura and Amy.  I knew nothing but enjoyed acting like I may possibly know the answer to any questions.  Amy and I giggled the entire way home about the mispronunciation of the word morgue and the misspelling of hamburgers (ham bergers). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I went to church, lunch with mom and grandma, and was snubbed at Imo's by a jerk.  Sara and I went to see Bride Wars (cute although not as funny as I wanted it to be) and then I had dinner with Terry.  We discussed how much it sucks trying to date.  Glad to know I'm not the only one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-2926498120772858250?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/2926498120772858250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=2926498120772858250' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/2926498120772858250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/2926498120772858250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-1037089108296385197</id><published>2009-01-06T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T07:10:20.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a little rattled...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, upon arriving at my librarian meeting, I learned that my school was broken into over the holidays.  The three people that broke in stole over 180 laptops.  To make matters worse, these laptops were being kept in my office in the library.  The thieves dumped over all of the carts I had filled with books in order to help their robbing process go a little smoother.  When I finally got to school yesterday afternoon, I saw the mess.  It is crazy.  It feels a little bit like someone broke into my house.  We know a few more details but that is about it.  We have a snow/ice day today so I can't even start cleaning it up yet.  Not the best way to start off the new year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-1037089108296385197?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/1037089108296385197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=1037089108296385197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1037089108296385197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1037089108296385197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-little-rattled.html' title='I&apos;m a little rattled...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-419830713258073887</id><published>2008-12-30T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T09:31:17.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>No Place Like Home for the Holidays...</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh, my winter break has been glorious!  I have really enjoyed just about every minute of it and am already panicking because I have to go back to work in 6 days.  It is funny how easily I slip into sloth mode when I have a week off school.  Here's a rundown of some of the fun things I've done/ am doing on break:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Visited with Auntie Jo, Uncle Tom, Uncle Dick, Robin, Sidney, and Keegan.  &lt;br /&gt;-Family Game Night with my dad's side of the family.  This was the first time we did this and I hope we continue it.  It was more about having fun and hanging out with family than presents!&lt;br /&gt;-Girl Day with Amy R. and Alison.  We ate, we shopped, we ate some more.  Maybe that is why I keep gaining weight!&lt;br /&gt;-Momma's Boys-Why, why, WHY do I like this show?&lt;br /&gt;-Christmas day with the fam.  My brother got to come home and we had turkey and all of the fixings -just the 4 of us.  Then we visited the grandparents.  We then returned home to play my mom's Wii all evening long.  I refuse to reveal my original Wii age but I did it over again and was 27-that's more like it!&lt;br /&gt;-The evening after Christmas.  I got to hang out with Terry, Karen, and Alison.  We laughed A LOT.  We hung out with some guys from high school and laughed even more.&lt;br /&gt;-Shopping for my brother's girlfriend with him.  Nice to know he values my opinion.  To thank me for helping him he allowed me to go buy some new running shoes.  How nice of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I get to go hunt for clothes for NYE.  The tradition is to go to Amy and Jon's house for their party.  It is always a costume party and this year is 80s.  Can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-419830713258073887?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/419830713258073887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=419830713258073887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/419830713258073887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/419830713258073887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-place-like-home-for-holidays.html' title='No Place Like Home for the Holidays...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-5302391711795230214</id><published>2008-12-18T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T12:22:50.091-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Random News</title><content type='html'>Wow!  Lots to catch up on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I'm so excited Baby Borich finally made her appearance.  Bennett was born last Thursday, and, if the Facebook pictures are accurate, is adorable!  I can't wait to meet her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, we had our first dance of the year at school last Friday.  Winter Wonderland.  The gym looked awesome and we had music, photos, and snacks for the kiddos.  I think the students all had fun (even though there was one almost fight and lots of groping).  I enjoyed seeing them let loose and have fun...oh and my 3 year old date, Davion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My YA Lit Blog is coming along nicely.  I don't know if any of the kids are really using it, but I'm having fun reading and blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a snow day on Monday.  Much needed time off.  I watched movies and stayed in my pajamas all day long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a near crisis on Tuesday when my windshield wipers fell apart on the way home.  I BARELY made it to O'Reilley's to get new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is our 2nd Annual Cookie Exchange at work and the start of our winter break.  I'm really excited and hope to actually do something over break.  I've been in a little funk this week and am hoping being off school and feeling like I can actually do stuff will break me out of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-5302391711795230214?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/5302391711795230214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=5302391711795230214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/5302391711795230214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/5302391711795230214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-news.html' title='Random News'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7890785028449418768</id><published>2008-12-09T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:01:21.808-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>Last night I tossed and turned all night.  At one point I woke up to find my dog trapped in the sheet from my bed.  No idea how that happend.  I am so tired right now and have the worst headache.  A really loud kid just came into the library with the counselor.  He looked at me and took the kid back out.  I must look terrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7890785028449418768?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7890785028449418768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7890785028449418768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7890785028449418768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7890785028449418768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/12/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-8630296372129999221</id><published>2008-12-05T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T07:19:56.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biggest Loser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Biggest Loser and Concerts</title><content type='html'>Our school district is sponsoring a Biggest Loser Competition across the district.  I'm pretty stoked.  We start competing now and go until March.  Since, I have about 30-35 more pounds to lose, this is a great incentive.  Each competitor puts in $15 and we work as a team of 10 or more in the building.  If we get 22 buildings to participate, I could get $165.  Wowza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the Winter Concert at my school.  It was awesome.  The band, orchestra, and choir were very impressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I am at a loss for what to ask for for Christmas.  What are you asking for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-8630296372129999221?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/8630296372129999221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=8630296372129999221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8630296372129999221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8630296372129999221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/12/biggest-loser-and-concerts.html' title='The Biggest Loser and Concerts'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-3897551577373660445</id><published>2008-12-03T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:07:48.393-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>It's Official...</title><content type='html'>I've started a new blog for the middle school students at work.  I hope that they will check the blog and get some ideas for good books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've barely recovered from the holiday weekend.  My cousin and his wife stayed with me the entire weekend, and we had lots of fun.  I was completely exhausted, but love seeing my family get together.  Almost all of my cousins on both sides made it into town for Thanksgiving.  Hopefully pics will soon follow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time I've got to get my tree up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-3897551577373660445?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/3897551577373660445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=3897551577373660445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3897551577373660445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3897551577373660445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-6259022487732991616</id><published>2008-11-24T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:52:00.413-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><title type='text'>Bad Boys, Bad Boys, Whatcha Gonna Do...</title><content type='html'>I will explain the reference in a moment.  Here is a recap of my busy weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I went with my church family to Eden for their Raise the Praise concert.  The proceeds went to Beverly Farm and it was incredible.  The vocal and musical talent that some of the performers had I can only wish for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-I saw some little movie called TWILIGHT!!! Yes, I've been so excited reading just about every review and/or article that I could get my hands on regarding this movie.  My friend Sara and I arrived at the theater over an hour early to ensure good seats.  I took great pleasure in knowing that the other people that were there super early were just as old if not older than we were.  I will give my review of the movie in another post because, well, I feel it deserves it.  We then went to eat Mexican and I proceeded to eat my body weight in chips and salsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I went to church as usual, but the evening proved to be a bit unusual.  As I was watching NKOTB on the AMAs, I heard a loud noise.  Now, knowing how I feel about the Kids, I'm sure you aren't shocked to know I ignored said noise.  Then I heard some yelling.  I thought this was strange so I got up to investigate.  Apparently, some guy was trying to outrun the police in his car.  He hit the street sign in front of my house and then ended up on top of the curb a little farther down.  The guy then jumped out of his car and ran through my yard.  THe police caught up to him in front of the guy who lives behind me's house.  They cuffed him and dragged him through the alleyway to meet a police car on the other side of my house.  CRAZY!!!  I felt like I was involved in an episode of COPS.  Of course I call my mom telling her all about it with my dad asking if I'm still in my house in the background.  I may be a bit silly and naive sometimes, but seriously?  Why would I step out of my house when there is a police chase going on outside of my house?  Yeesh, give me a little credit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, an exciting weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-6259022487732991616?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/6259022487732991616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=6259022487732991616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6259022487732991616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6259022487732991616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/11/bad-boys-bad-boys-whatcha-gonna-do.html' title='Bad Boys, Bad Boys, Whatcha Gonna Do...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-9069747789671375086</id><published>2008-11-20T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T06:45:04.792-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>One of those days...</title><content type='html'>Ever had one of those days that just starts off so bad you want to get back in bed and start all over again?  I had one yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off innocently enough Tuesday night.  I was attempting to get ahead of my cleaning and dust and pick up the living room so I wasn't rushing around like a maniac this weekend cleaning (you know, so I could go see Twilight without any guilt).  I'm not sure why, but I dusted off the thermostat and in doing so accidentally turned down the heat to 50 degrees!!!!  Needless to say, I awoke Wednesday FREEZING!!  It was 55 degrees in my house when I woke up.  Luckily I had added another blanket to my bed the night before so it was only when I got out of bed that I froze.  Ceramic tile + no socks= unpleasantness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, grumbling about the cold I head for the shower.  I had just purchased some new shampoo and was hoping that was going to make me feel better.  Nope.  I purchased a second bottle of conditioner instead.  So, not only was I cold, but I also had no shampoo to wash my hair.  Luckily I had an old bottle of Philosophy shampoo/body wash and was forced to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to report that the day got better and I even ended with a great run at the gym.  I broke my best personal time for 3 miles!  It is only a matter of time before I'm running well enough for a 5K!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-9069747789671375086?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/9069747789671375086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=9069747789671375086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/9069747789671375086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/9069747789671375086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of those days...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-275591238821742720</id><published>2008-11-18T12:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T12:11:04.989-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><title type='text'>WOOOHOOO!</title><content type='html'>I just purchased my ticket for Twilight on Saturday! WOOT!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-275591238821742720?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/275591238821742720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=275591238821742720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/275591238821742720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/275591238821742720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/11/wooohooo.html' title='WOOOHOOO!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-180867285727556998</id><published>2008-11-18T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T06:58:35.621-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visioneering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Baby, It's Cold Outside...</title><content type='html'>Brrrr....I feel that winter weather is coming!  Poor Sophie is now being rushed to do her business as quickly as possible so I don't have to stand outside very long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quickly running out of time to get my house ready for my Thanksgiving guests.  My cousin and his wife are staying with me for the holiday and I've now got about one million things to clean and get ready for them.  Yeesh!  This is when I wish I wasn't a pack rat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started to reread a book on visioneering.  I've decided I need to start working on what God's vision is for me.  I feel like perhaps God needs to send one of those lightning bolts my way soon, 'cause I'm not getting it!  Am I the only one who feels that way?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a final note:  I'm SUPER pumped for the Twilight movie to come out this weekend!  I only hope that I can stand being around the crazy teenage girls long enough to actually get to see the movie!  I better not be disappointed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-180867285727556998?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/180867285727556998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=180867285727556998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/180867285727556998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/180867285727556998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby, It&apos;s Cold Outside...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-6751593360960267902</id><published>2008-11-11T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T06:51:12.527-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NKOTB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Lots of Pictures</title><content type='html'>Warning!  This post is going to contain a lot of pictures.  I am finally getting around to posting Halloween and now I'm also posting NKOTB pics from last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was AWESOME!!!!  It is probably the best concert I have ever been to in my life.  Sure beats the nosebleeds I had the first time they came to town...20 years ago!  (Thanks Donnie for reminding us all of how old we are with that, by the way.)  Alison and I dressed up, got lots of stares, and felt a kinship with the other crazy dressed up people.  I almost touched Donnie (well, not quite, but if I had been one row up I would have touched him for sure) and that makes  me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, first here are a few Jamby Crawl pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmWJzyv2mI/AAAAAAAAABQ/kDx5MrB8Pqg/s1600-h/P1000725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmWJzyv2mI/AAAAAAAAABQ/kDx5MrB8Pqg/s320/P1000725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267406334452554338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me as Sophia Petrillo from the Golden Girls!  I even shuffled as I walked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmWnYK8BZI/AAAAAAAAABY/6_Hw9V-DRMA/s1600-h/P1000726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmWnYK8BZI/AAAAAAAAABY/6_Hw9V-DRMA/s320/P1000726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267406842433897874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Punky Brewster AKA Kathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, there are a lot more, but I've got to move on to the fabulous concert from last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmXNUtNj7I/AAAAAAAAABg/3e2icja98do/s1600-h/P1000745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmXNUtNj7I/AAAAAAAAABg/3e2icja98do/s320/P1000745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267407494338940850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was me trying to decide if this sweatsuit was appropriate to wear in public.  I decided they pants were a little much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmXmG2BvlI/AAAAAAAAABo/WLedE-nPTGA/s1600-h/P1000756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmXmG2BvlI/AAAAAAAAABo/WLedE-nPTGA/s320/P1000756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267407920114548306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently, I decided this was just enough.  Notice the vintage sweatshirt borrowed from Amy, the fanny pack borrowed from Alison, as well as leggings and leg warmers.  I'm sad to say that hair is all mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmYKOZDtpI/AAAAAAAAABw/iWLHFbuAT7o/s1600-h/P1000753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmYKOZDtpI/AAAAAAAAABw/iWLHFbuAT7o/s320/P1000753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267408540615816850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alison and I waiting for the New Kids to come on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmYjlf5oZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lUJCylPCvIY/s1600-h/P1000755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmYjlf5oZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lUJCylPCvIY/s320/P1000755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267408976315261330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mullet sitting in the next section as well as some of the Hangin' Tough boys who thought that they were celebrities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmZCmh6UbI/AAAAAAAAACA/lutIu9x8bnM/s1600-h/P1000760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmZCmh6UbI/AAAAAAAAACA/lutIu9x8bnM/s320/P1000760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267409509168075186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here they come!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmZVqgDibI/AAAAAAAAACI/0F0cU24J5h0/s1600-h/P1000764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmZVqgDibI/AAAAAAAAACI/0F0cU24J5h0/s320/P1000764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267409836651547058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here they are!  They've still got the moves from back in the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmZuWwrArI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IK4bU1HaquY/s1600-h/P1000771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmZuWwrArI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IK4bU1HaquY/s320/P1000771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267410260849263282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then they came really close to us and sang two or three songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmaHx1tyXI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8eNIsC5LjI/s1600-h/P1000782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmaHx1tyXI/AAAAAAAAACY/u8eNIsC5LjI/s320/P1000782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267410697614903666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This may have been my favorite song: Tonight!  Some dumb girl next to us kept flashing the Kids.  I think she thought we were at Mardi Gras.  At one point Danny took a beer from someone in the crowd and he and Jordan drank from it before giving it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmaslR-ADI/AAAAAAAAACg/iQJxskR7YKc/s1600-h/P1000788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmaslR-ADI/AAAAAAAAACg/iQJxskR7YKc/s320/P1000788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267411329898905650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jordan sining Baby I Believe in You with his shirt open.  Looks pretty darn good to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmbN4Ef3FI/AAAAAAAAACo/sYJFHXQfbjE/s1600-h/P1000792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmbN4Ef3FI/AAAAAAAAACo/sYJFHXQfbjE/s320/P1000792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267411901878361170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't remember what they were singing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I got to go to this concert!  Long live the New Kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-6751593360960267902?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/6751593360960267902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=6751593360960267902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6751593360960267902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6751593360960267902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/11/lots-of-pictures.html' title='Lots of Pictures'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SRmWJzyv2mI/AAAAAAAAABQ/kDx5MrB8Pqg/s72-c/P1000725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-5470832076034044662</id><published>2008-11-10T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T08:29:33.767-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NKOTB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bar crawl'/><title type='text'>Odds and Ends</title><content type='html'>First:  OMG the NKOTB concert is tonight!!!!! I am super excited and will be out in full NKOTB fan attire.  Pics will follow shortly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second:  Jamby Crawl was great.  Lots of good costumes and I will probably post pics of everything tomorrow.  In the meantime check out my Facebook page to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third:  Thank goodness this election is over!  I didn't have to wait in line and now we don't have to hear about it every second of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth:  I will be posting soon about a conversation my friend Julie had the other night.  Let's just say that I didn't realize such hypocritical, racist, unChristian-like Christians existed in such proximity to where I live.  I was completely disgusted by what these women were saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth:  NKOTB is Tonight, Tonight, La la la la la la Tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-5470832076034044662?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/5470832076034044662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=5470832076034044662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/5470832076034044662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/5470832076034044662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/11/odds-and-ends.html' title='Odds and Ends'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-3307091231536624637</id><published>2008-10-30T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T07:29:12.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls on the Run'/><title type='text'>Thank you for being a friend...</title><content type='html'>Yes, that is a reference to my awesome Halloween costume for Jamby Crawl 2008!  I am planning to arrive as Sophia Petrillo from The Golden Girls.  I managed to secure my wig and glasses (curtosey of the Catholic Charities donation box...don't worry I'll probably give them back but no one is going to want these bad boys anyway!).  Now all I need is the string to keep my glasses around my neck.  Pictures from this fantastic event will be posted by next week.  I finally managed to bring my camera home and after replacing the batteries I'm good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has happened in the near month that I've been a bad blogger.  I've managed to hit another great milestone in my Weight Watchers history and that is about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had teachers meetings all day long...yawn...  Why are these things never exciting or entertaining?  Would it kill someone to show us a funny video, play a song that makes us want to dance, or do some stand up?  I'm just saying.  I'd probably remember that over the book I was forced, ummmmm requested, to read.  I guess the saying is true: teachers make the worst students. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, before I bring an end to this rambling post, I have to write about the awesome organization that I will be involved with come February.  Girls on the Run is one of the coolest things...ever!  If you have never heard of it visit &lt;a href="http://www.girlsontherunstlouis.org/"&gt;www.girlsontherunstlouis.org&lt;/a&gt; and find out all about it.  The FACS teacher at my school and I are going to hold a spring session for our girls.  I went to an informational meeting last night and am pumped to get this going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, promise to be a better poster...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-3307091231536624637?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/3307091231536624637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=3307091231536624637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3307091231536624637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3307091231536624637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you-for-being-friend.html' title='Thank you for being a friend...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-3614482151948474218</id><published>2008-10-07T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:01:01.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>Going to the chapel...</title><content type='html'>One of my best friends, Aimee, got married on Saturday. The wedding was beautiful and everything went well (in spite of Alison not being able to figure out what she was reading!). I can't believe that everyone is getting married! Some of the highlights of the wedding were Aimee looking gorgeous, Shannon's maid of honor toast, seeing Nana dance, and making a video greeting to the happy couple.  Oh, and I danced with an honest to God rocket scientist.  He was slightly socially awkward and kept turning me without warning, but he was nice enough.  I had a good time and I think Aimee and Shine were happy with they way everything went, so all in all... a success!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am finally finished with all of the crazy busy weekends until Halloween.  Now, I must work on my fantastic costume for Jamby Crawl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-3614482151948474218?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/3614482151948474218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=3614482151948474218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3614482151948474218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3614482151948474218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-of-my-best-friends-aimee-got.html' title='Going to the chapel...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-4858454610109107348</id><published>2008-09-30T04:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T04:24:30.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school reunion'/><title type='text'>As promised...</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures from the fabulous 10 year reunion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SOIKfJPNdwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/SNP7VEZ1Mt4/s1600-h/aliannaamyreunioncloseup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SOIKfJPNdwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/SNP7VEZ1Mt4/s320/aliannaamyreunioncloseup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251771645639358210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alison, Amy, and I trying to take our own picture.  Notice the fantastic name tags Steph made?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SOIK4_tLMlI/AAAAAAAAAAo/QiQktyAUDtM/s1600-h/alierinannareunion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SOIK4_tLMlI/AAAAAAAAAAo/QiQktyAUDtM/s320/alierinannareunion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251772089757282898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my three best friends from high school-Erin and Alison.  No black wasn't mandatory to wear-just what everyone wore.  Maybe we were mourning our high school days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SOILOA8RwlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/UdD3Jm9IgnY/s1600-h/annaamypocketsreunion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SOILOA8RwlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/UdD3Jm9IgnY/s320/annaamypocketsreunion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251772450866315858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy and I rocking our dresses with pockets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SOILb4MmG7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/1byjAxvep9o/s1600-h/annaterrireunion2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SOILb4MmG7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/1byjAxvep9o/s320/annaterrireunion2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251772689037007794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Terry and I at the reunion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SOILpCKWXxI/AAAAAAAAABA/toc_BmyV5zM/s1600-h/cutegirlsreunion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SOILpCKWXxI/AAAAAAAAABA/toc_BmyV5zM/s320/cutegirlsreunion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251772915050241810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kathy was there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SOIL5dSt8KI/AAAAAAAAABI/fftImfMxV7c/s1600-h/kathyandimixerreunion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SOIL5dSt8KI/AAAAAAAAABI/fftImfMxV7c/s320/kathyandimixerreunion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251773197211005090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This isn't from the reunion, but it's from the night before.  We ended up at this bar again after the reunion ended.  I just think it is a cute picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see more pics on my facebook page.  These were all stolen from Alison's facebook since I was missing my camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-4858454610109107348?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/4858454610109107348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=4858454610109107348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4858454610109107348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/4858454610109107348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-promised.html' title='As promised...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/SOIKfJPNdwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/SNP7VEZ1Mt4/s72-c/aliannaamyreunioncloseup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-3384698906945682807</id><published>2008-09-29T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T07:18:36.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school reunion'/><title type='text'>Oh what a night!</title><content type='html'>I had a BLAST this weekend!  Our reunion completely exceeded my expectations!  It looked like everyone was having fun-some a little too much!  I will post some pics later...I forgot my camera at school and had to depend on others to take pictures for me.  It was great to see some people that I haven't seen in almost 10 years.  After a rousing game of "sing a song from the 90s" on Friday and dancing like a fool on Saturday, I'm exhausted!  I think I'm still processing everything that happened...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-3384698906945682807?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/3384698906945682807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=3384698906945682807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3384698906945682807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3384698906945682807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-what-night.html' title='Oh what a night!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-6572834298826114587</id><published>2008-09-25T06:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T06:54:31.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workout'/><title type='text'>TV Debut</title><content type='html'>My parents got a call on Tuesday from the company that remodeled the first floor of their house.  The company is filming a commercial for their company and wanted to know if they could film my parents' kitchen for part of the commercial!  It will air on HGTV and my parents are super excited!  They are filming today which means I may get to go pick up my brother from the airport.  It seems everything is happening this weekend: my brother's visit (he hasn't been home in months- maybe Christmas?), 10 year high school reunion, commercial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm feeling somewhat better, still stuffy, but better.  I've been working out like a dog to get ready for this weekend.  I've been up every morning to run, I mean jog, a mile before school.  I can't wait to see Erin and everyone else!  Also, can't wait for the next weekend when I get to see one of my oldest (meaning I've known her the longest, not that she's old) friends, Aimee, get married!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-6572834298826114587?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/6572834298826114587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=6572834298826114587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6572834298826114587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6572834298826114587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/09/tv-debut.html' title='TV Debut'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-3711504799458521308</id><published>2008-09-21T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T13:02:59.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colds'/><title type='text'>I feel yucky...</title><content type='html'>Joi, I'm attempting to blog more for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally sick right now.  I have a full blown cold which I believe has now made itself into a sinus infection.  I feel so gross and have zero time to be sick.  I don't get really sick very often, but it stinks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...this week I have to work the Book Fair which leaves this week (thank goodness!), have to read at a family event (which should be interesting considering I have a stuffy "man voice" right now), and my 10 year high school reunion.  Ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to hire a new pastor today at church so that job is finally over.  I almost cried when Pastor Lori came in so excited to hear we hired her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, congrats to Alison for finishing her first 5K.  I have been meaning to do my own 5K for probably over a year now, but haven't managed to do it yet.  Hopefully this spring having my Girls on the Run group will get me to commit and do it already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-3711504799458521308?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/3711504799458521308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=3711504799458521308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3711504799458521308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3711504799458521308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-feel-yucky.html' title='I feel yucky...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7611089212600879886</id><published>2008-09-19T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T04:24:27.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lawn'/><title type='text'>Wowza!</title><content type='html'>Ok, been almost a month since the last post!  OOPS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty busy this last month.  I'm currently on the downhill slide of Book Fair Week.  I was requested to keep it open through Monday, which really doesn't make me happy but must be done for the boss!  So far I've caught two kids stealing.  I'm not sure which disturbs me more-the fact they are stealing or that they get an attitude with me as if I'M the one that did something wrong.  Hello?  STEALING!  Weirdos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also trying to plan a weekend out of town with a airline ticket from the ticket fairy (not really, just my dad). The front running place so far has been Disney World, but I have a feeling that isn't going to work out.  Back to the drawing board.  I'd take any suggestions as long as Southwest can get me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, someone loves me.  My dad hired his neighbor to come and mow my grass for me.  I hate to do it and my dad got sick of doing it for me. :)  Twice Mike has shown up to mow my grass and it has already been done.  Weird, right?  I have no idea who is mowing my grass.  They aren't getting paid to do it, nor are they getting any thanks from me because I don't know who it is.  It may be my neighbor however he rarely has mowed his own grass in the past so my dad and I find this hard to believe.  Are you my Fairy Lawnmower?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7611089212600879886?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7611089212600879886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7611089212600879886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7611089212600879886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7611089212600879886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/09/wowza.html' title='Wowza!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-5505618785296673220</id><published>2008-08-21T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:14:17.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>School Days, School Days</title><content type='html'>Well, we've almost made it through two weeks of school now.  As I am typing I am sitting at my computer in the library.  Tonight is our open house and of course no one is visiting me.  Actually, I've had a couple of visitors.  One of my favorite students (even though you aren't supposed to have any) brought his parents to visit me.  This kid is the most awesome dancer ever.  Seriously.  The other is a former student of mine who goes here now.  I had him in fourth grade and he is so grown up now.  His mom said he was really excited to see me here.  I was probably just as excited to see him.  I love having my babies here with me so I can keep an eye on them for their parents.  Finally, the best guest of all has been my former co-op student.  He was the best worker I could ever ask for and I miss him terribly every day that I am here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-5505618785296673220?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/5505618785296673220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=5505618785296673220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/5505618785296673220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/5505618785296673220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/08/school-days-school-days.html' title='School Days, School Days'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-6937516043560775920</id><published>2008-08-19T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T09:12:36.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight watchers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><title type='text'>Celebrate good times, come on!</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure it is no secret that I am trying to lose weight and going to Weight Watchers.  I just celebrated losing 10% of me on Saturday!  I got my fancy key chain and everything.  I'm very excited and proud of what I've accomplished.  I am working out with a trainer this month to try and tone more.  She kills me, but it is totally worth it.  High school reunion....here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-6937516043560775920?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/6937516043560775920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=6937516043560775920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6937516043560775920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6937516043560775920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/08/celebrate-good-times-come-on.html' title='Celebrate good times, come on!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-8224141226565167635</id><published>2008-08-15T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:47:42.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emergencies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assemblies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><title type='text'>Gotta Go, Gotta Go, Gotta Go Right Now</title><content type='html'>Today concluded the first week of school with students attending.  So far, things have been going pretty well.  My computer system hasn't been updated to include the 6th graders or any new students so I have to hand write all of their info down when they check out books, but it is completely doable considering what I went through last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 6th and 8th grade assemblies in the library so that is always a good time.  Cramming 180 students in a library is super fun.  They handled it pretty well, and I do enjoy seeing the assemblies-just not the exact same assembly twice.  I have one more to live through on Monday for the 7th graders and then they are done for at least a while.  I'm looking forward to getting into a routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most exciting part of today was that we had no water for half of the school day.  They are doing some construction outside of our building and hit a water main.  It is quite a sight to see your principal dressed very nicely hauling in buckets of water into the bathroom so the toilets flush.  She stayed pretty positive and I'm glad today was Friday so it should be fixed by Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sad note, one of our teachers had a seizure at school on Wednesday and ended up with a brain aneurysm.  An ambulance came and took her to the hospital where she had to have emergency brain surgery.  Yikes!  She came through the surgery ok but lost most of her mobility on the right side of her body.  Luckily she is young and fit, so recovery should hopefully be quick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-8224141226565167635?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/8224141226565167635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=8224141226565167635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8224141226565167635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8224141226565167635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/08/gotta-go-gotta-go-gotta-go-right-now.html' title='Gotta Go, Gotta Go, Gotta Go Right Now'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-3321651002556510355</id><published>2008-08-14T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T08:23:53.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYC'/><title type='text'>I'm in a New York state of mind...</title><content type='html'>Ok, I just realized it has been over a month since I last blogged.  Shame on me! I'll try to do a better job at this since a know at least a couple of people read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been super busy since the last entry!  Let's see, I finished summer school, went to NYC to visit my bestie Erin and my brother, and now I'm back at school for another year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fantastic time in NYC with Erin, Jered, and Brad.  My hosts were all great and in spite of sweating profusely and never having ice in my water it was fun.  Erin, Jered, and I went to see Spring Awakening and it was great.  It took a little while for the show to sink in and for me to decide I loved it but I can't wait to see it when it comes to STL.  I've been mildly obessed with the music since the show.  If you've never heard of it, google it now...it won like 8 Tonys in 2007 and is based on a play written 100 years ago and was banned for being too racy.  Crazy thing is...it is still racy in 2008!  Erin, Jered, and I also went to Coney Island and rode the Wonder Wheel.  I survived even though I am terrified of heights.  Oh, and we also ate a hot dog at Nathan's.  Brad and I went walking across the Brooklyn Bridge and to the Met.  Both were amazing.  I loved looking at the art and artifacts at the museum and probably could have stayed another 4 hours!  I love visiting NYC and look forward to going again next year, if possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm back at school.  I'm exhausted and it feels like this should be the 4th week of school, not the 4th day of school.  Kiddos are pretty much the same just a year older.  I do have to say that the 6th graders seem to be awesome this year.  Plus, some of them are so stinkin' tiny that you just want to, as my friend here at work said, pick 'em up and put 'em on your hip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-3321651002556510355?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/3321651002556510355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=3321651002556510355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3321651002556510355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3321651002556510355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-in-new-york-state-of-mind.html' title='I&apos;m in a New York state of mind...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-6720615526168620073</id><published>2008-07-10T06:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T06:29:24.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of July'/><title type='text'>What's Goin' On</title><content type='html'>I'm baaaaacccckkk!  I've made it back home from South Carolina in one piece.  While the trip there had me slightly worried (I almost kissed the ground when I got there...Dad got a little irritated at the slow drivers) it wasn't as bad as I thought.  It was long, but not terrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of my holiday weekend sitting outside looking at a beautiful lake and chatting with the fam.  We went boating, jet skiing, and noodling (which consists of floating using a foam noodle not catching fish with your bare hands). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know you are wondering about the talent show, but I'll get to that in a second.  First I have to tell you about the hilarious "parade."  Basically it is made up of golf carts that people in the neighborhood decorate and drive down the street.  My question was...if everyone is in the parade who watches it?  Well, my friends, that would be the family that comes to visit.  My uncle's cart broke down about 1/3 of the way down the street so baby Charley didn't get to ride very far.  I wish that I had a video of this event because it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now, I know this is disappointing but there was no talent show.  Obviously we realized that we have no talent in our family and that no one really wanted to participate, except maybe my aunt.  I hear that the cousins and their wives were going to cook up some lip syncing and interpretive dance, but we never saw it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, we played Family Feud.  My mom played Richard Dawson (only she didn't kiss everyone) and we duked it out for the championship.  Unfortunately, my fam didn't win.  The host aunt and uncle's team did in spite of my aunt answering the following question this way:  Mom:"What is the most important event in a teen's life?"&lt;br /&gt;Aunt: "Winning the World Series.  Oh, you said teen's life?  I thought you said team's life.  Turning 21!"&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say those two answers garnered no points.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-6720615526168620073?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/6720615526168620073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=6720615526168620073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6720615526168620073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6720615526168620073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/07/whats-goin-on.html' title='What&apos;s Goin&apos; On'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-2031219232132914675</id><published>2008-07-01T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T07:46:30.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family reunions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talent show'/><title type='text'>We Are Family...</title><content type='html'>I'm off to the family reunion tomorrow morning at the crack of dawn.  I am so not looking forward to the 12 hour trip in the vehicle.  Also, not looking forward to the TALENT SHOW.  That's right, talent show.  I was informed of this lovely idea the other day.  I have no talents so I've determined that if I HAVE to participate then I will put library books in the correct order.  I can't wait to see what talent my family comes up with.  My immediate family is hoping this is all just some sick joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to get at least one or two Truman nominees read while traveling.  I'm going to pick up some motion sickness meds so that I can actually read in the car and not yack.  Should be fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog all about the reunion on Monday!  Happy 4th of July!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-2031219232132914675?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/2031219232132914675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=2031219232132914675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/2031219232132914675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/2031219232132914675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-are-family.html' title='We Are Family...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-8256993922517370874</id><published>2008-06-30T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T07:17:49.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad news</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was informed that the author of Our Blueberry, my very first roommate in college, has had a very sad, horrific event occur in her life.  Lauren had her beautiful baby Akeelah Nadia on Friday but she was not to stay with us for very long.  Akeelah passed away shortly after and is now with God.  Words cannot express how sad and sorry I am for Lauren and Lance.  I can only hope that baby Akeelah knew how much her family and friends loved her and that Lauren and Lance know how much I love them and pray for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-8256993922517370874?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/8256993922517370874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=8256993922517370874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8256993922517370874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8256993922517370874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/06/sad-news.html' title='Sad news'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-6702920733761334758</id><published>2008-06-27T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T09:50:23.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='names'/><title type='text'>Just Call Out My Name...</title><content type='html'>As I've been working at another school this summer as well as my own I've had the opportunity to meet some very interestingly named students.  And by meet I actually mean I looked at the school's roster while doing fine lists and wrote down the most unusual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my favorites from this school along with my commentary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Loreal (I had to look this up on the internet to make sure that this indeed was how you spelled the cosmetics company.  Yep, sure is.  I hope their siblings are named Maybelline and Cover Girl.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Vesta (not sure why I find this so unusual but I think it reminds me of Vespa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Tanneko (I feel like this has an Asian flair to it but have no idea if this person is Asian---knowing the school's population-nope.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Major (This kid is a Jr. so I find it extra funny.  Are his siblings named Minor, Sergeant, Captain, etc?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Melchizedek (no idea how to prnounce this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Alvin (and the Chipmunks?????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Tequila (always amusing when people name their children after alcohol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Goldie (this is a boy.  He does have golden locks though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun times....what are some odd names you've encountered?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-6702920733761334758?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/6702920733761334758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=6702920733761334758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6702920733761334758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6702920733761334758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-call-out-my-name.html' title='Just Call Out My Name...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-6445555562857677845</id><published>2008-06-24T08:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T08:53:29.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Oh Happy Day....</title><content type='html'>I almost forgot....Queen of Babble Gets Hitched comes out in stores today!!!! I heart Meg Cabot-she is one of  my all-time favorite authors and her blogs are usually hysterical too.  I believe this is the third book, so if you haven't read Queen of Babble go out and get it today so you can read the latest installment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-6445555562857677845?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/6445555562857677845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=6445555562857677845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6445555562857677845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/6445555562857677845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-happy-day.html' title='Oh Happy Day....'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-3664717544828363053</id><published>2008-06-24T08:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T08:50:53.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunions'/><title type='text'>Things that make you go hmmmmmm...</title><content type='html'>Good news!  My friend Kathy is still dry.  The rive road, used to access her parking lot is closed but luckily there is another way in.  Thanks to Amanda, Cori, and Joi for their concern.  So far, we are still dry in A-town.  Although, it is supposed to rain all of this week so we'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 10 year High School Reunion planning is well underway.  If you aren't busy on June 27th, come out for our fundraiser through Outdoor Cinema.  We are showing The Goonies in the field next to my old elementary school.  I'm really looking forward to it and hope that it brings us the cash flow we desperately need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SUPER excited because I am getting ready to book my NYC plane ticket today!  Billy's Bakery here I come!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, I just had a kid open the door to the library and yell...."It's a bomb!"  While I know he was just doing this for attention from the class that was in here, still a little scary.  Hopefully that schmuck gets kicked out of summer school and can enjoy being in the 8th grade again next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-3664717544828363053?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/3664717544828363053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=3664717544828363053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3664717544828363053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3664717544828363053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/06/things-that-make-you-go-hmmmmmm.html' title='Things that make you go hmmmmmm...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-1401967251762017241</id><published>2008-06-19T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T06:21:45.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family reunions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t-shirts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Rollin', rollin', rollin' down the river....</title><content type='html'>It seems my friend Kathy may be floating away soon.  It seems that the river flooding may almost reach her apartment building.  Poor Kathy has been away for a few days (or forever, it seems like she barely lives in her actual apartment) and this is what she comes home to see?!  I had to break the news to her last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I just finished reading a book called Love the One Your With by Emily Giffin.  Not as good as her other books.  It was about a married woman whose "one that got away" comes back into her life.  Does she fall back in love with that guy or refuse to go down that road because she is in love with her husband.  Don't get me wrong, this book was good, but I kind of got annoyed at Ellen because she was blinded by this blast from her past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the fam is gearing up for our family reunion in a couple of weeks.  We are to wear family t-shirts and this has proven to be a lot more difficult than it should be.  It has to be white and have our family name on it.  Apparently, my dad is not known for anything in his family except the following: having a tapeworm, almost getting his finger sawed off (by my uncle), and almost dying from appendicitis.  How do you put that on a t-shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to read...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-1401967251762017241?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/1401967251762017241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=1401967251762017241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1401967251762017241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1401967251762017241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/06/rollin-rollin-rollin-down-river.html' title='Rollin&apos;, rollin&apos;, rollin&apos; down the river....'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7547639101037846585</id><published>2008-06-17T06:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T06:13:15.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='web page'/><title type='text'>New Day, New Blog</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking of creating a blog for my school.  I am so not web savvy so instead of creating a web page (I have no clue how to do that) I think I'm going to create another blog specifically for my school and job.  I think that this may reach more kiddos and teachers and give me the opportunity to tell everyone about the fantastic books that I read!  I think this is especially important because I going to do an incentive for our state award this year.  Also, I have been chosen as an adult reader for our state award so I get to help narrow down the field for the nominees.  While this sounds dorky to everyone else, my fellow middle school librarians and I were very excited about this.  I am anxiously anticipating the list of potential  nominees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7547639101037846585?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7547639101037846585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7547639101037846585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7547639101037846585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7547639101037846585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-day-new-blog.html' title='New Day, New Blog'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-909757899485304466</id><published>2008-06-06T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T08:30:06.479-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lawn'/><title type='text'>Help! I need somebody.  Help!</title><content type='html'>That is probably what my dog thought today when she was at the vet today.  I had skipped a month or so giving her the heart worm meds so I had to have her take a test for heart worm.  She was not pleased but did really well.  Of course, squirming and $31 later, she tested negative and I could spend lots more money for the medicine.  Sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I got to mow my grass with the old fashioned lawn mower before it pours down rain and am going to see one of my oldest (well she isn't that old she's the same age as me, but we've been friends longer than just about anyone else I'm friends with) friends Aimee.  I don't get to see her that often, and I really enjoy spending time with her.  Can't wait for tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-909757899485304466?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/909757899485304466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=909757899485304466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/909757899485304466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/909757899485304466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/06/help-i-need-somebody-help.html' title='Help! I need somebody.  Help!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-8492837249134454971</id><published>2008-06-04T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T06:59:35.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NKOTB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><title type='text'>School's out for the summer!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, it has definitely been a while since I last blogged.  I'm sure people are just dying to hear an update.  Monday was our last day of school.  I am so happy to have my first year as a librarian out of the way.  Even better news is that I get to librarian this summer for summer school.  I know it sounds like a bummer, but I really could use the money...especially if I'm going to NYC this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on an even more important note....Friday night I went to see Sex and the City and then Saturday morning I got tickets for........NKOTB!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I am super psyched that they are coming to STL and can't wait for November to get here so I can see them.  I even think Alison, Kathy, and I are going to be close enough that they may actually look like people instead of ants.  YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, off to a high school reunion meeting.  I can't believe I've been out of high school for 10 years already.  Man, I'm getting old!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-8492837249134454971?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/8492837249134454971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=8492837249134454971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8492837249134454971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8492837249134454971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/06/schools-out-for-summer.html' title='School&apos;s out for the summer!!!!!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7654550241686490944</id><published>2008-05-01T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T07:23:58.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OHHHOHHHOOHHOHHH Hangin' Tough</title><content type='html'>Sorry it has been so long...I've been super busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a rundown of my month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My birthday-complete with humiliating balloon hat made by some creepy balloon guy at the Mexican restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;*MASL conference-MO librarian association conference at Tan-Tar-A.  The blinker on my rental car didn't work most of the way down there.  Good times.&lt;br /&gt;*Jason Mraz concert at EIU-FANTASTIC!!!!  I was thisclose to actually meeting him, but had a blast standing on my tip toes trying to catch a glimpse of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the big highlights...at least that I can think of here at work.  Probably shouldn't be posting here, but I'm procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to lunch with my friend, Meghan, and then celebrating Cinco de Mayo at the A-Town BP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7654550241686490944?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7654550241686490944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7654550241686490944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7654550241686490944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7654550241686490944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/05/ohhhohhhoohhohhh-hangin-tough.html' title='OHHHOHHHOOHHOHHH Hangin&apos; Tough'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-5261856827087830910</id><published>2008-04-03T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T15:08:25.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><title type='text'>Hair!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R_VU1Amf4yI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GHhTsYvUdWQ/s1600-h/bangs%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R_VU1Amf4yI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GHhTsYvUdWQ/s320/bangs%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185143815658267426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I haven't posted in so long, I thought I would finally post a picture of my new haircut.  I have been contemplating bangs for a while and decided to just do it.  I really like it and most people have been complimenting me on it.  Even my students like it (which considering I work with a bunch of urban 6th to 8th graders is pretty big)!  My mom told me it looked so different it was as if I were wearing a wig.  Thanks a lot Mom!  I think she likes it though.  Let me know what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-5261856827087830910?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/5261856827087830910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=5261856827087830910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/5261856827087830910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/5261856827087830910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/04/hair.html' title='Hair!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R_VU1Amf4yI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GHhTsYvUdWQ/s72-c/bangs%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-9184076090317656648</id><published>2008-03-21T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T07:57:14.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause you got to have friends...</title><content type='html'>Well, I didn't make three in a row, but I'm back today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I did a whole lot of nothing.  I worked out at my home, did laundry, went to the grocery store, and church.  Pretty boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I get to see one of my friends from my previous job, Meghan!  I don't get to see her very often because she works closer to her home now but I love getting to catch up with her and see baby Ellie!  Plus, we usually meet at the Galleria-where I get to eat at Bread Co. and SHOP!  I haven't been shopping in a while mainly because of finances and trying to lose weight so I'm excited to actually go to the mall today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to head to Sephora today and maybe get some new makeup.  Joi told me about a brand Makeup is Forever that I am going to look into.  Anyone that has seen me in the last 5 months has seen the unsightly rash that has inhabited my face.  FINALLY it is gone and so I can think about makeup again.  I'm excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and then Sara and I are going to go for a walk this afternoon and take Sophie with us.  I hope that Sophie will be a good dog unlike the last time I tried to go walking with someone and she just gave up and laid down on the side of the road.  Cross your fingers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-9184076090317656648?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/9184076090317656648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=9184076090317656648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/9184076090317656648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/9184076090317656648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/03/cause-you-got-to-have-friends.html' title='Cause you got to have friends...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-518681772951005131</id><published>2008-03-19T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T17:58:01.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teach your children well...</title><content type='html'>I made it through my afternoon of babysitting.  I hadn't realized how long it had been since I actually babysat.  Man, am I exhausted!  I definitely have great respect moms and dads.  I think this just proves I am not ready for kids yet (not that I am even close to that at this point, but still).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my dog is even more exhausted than me.  Sophie has done nothing but lay around since they left a few hours ago.  She ran around my house roughly 8 million times.  The kids loved it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to play Mancala, Boggle, and Guitar Hero.  We walked down the block to the bakery for a snack and then settled in with the movie Enchanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting ready to watch American Idol and see who gets voted off.   I would love to see Amanda or Kristy Lee go.  Not fans of theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I have two posts in two days...think we can go for three?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-518681772951005131?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/518681772951005131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=518681772951005131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/518681772951005131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/518681772951005131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/03/teach-your-children-well.html' title='Teach your children well...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-8698047838595645183</id><published>2008-03-18T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T13:04:10.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever seen the rain?</title><content type='html'>Geez, we go from enormous amounts of snow to ginormous amounts of rain.  Stupid global warming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,  I'm on Spring Break this week and so far all it has done is rain.  So I've read a book, gone to the gym (not my favorite place after today's run in with the manager who saw me waiting to talk to him and then literally turned his back to me and continued chatting with a buddy on the phone), and visited my brave and strong friend Julie in the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I get the joy of watching her three children for the day.  I think I need to start napping now so that I have enough energy.  I think my dog can sense that some whirlwind is about to happen because she's been pretty lazy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am headed to a 10 year reunion planning meeting tonight.  I had no idea it would be this difficult to plan such an event.  We seem to be the kiss of death to any venue.  So far we've managed to attempt two places which have then promptly closed.  I'm starting to think I should just have it in my miniscule lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know tomorrow if I survive my adventures in babysitting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-8698047838595645183?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/8698047838595645183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=8698047838595645183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8698047838595645183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/8698047838595645183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/03/have-you-ever-seen-rain.html' title='Have you ever seen the rain?'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-1913086561671362281</id><published>2008-03-05T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T09:49:18.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a few of my favorite things...</title><content type='html'>Since I'm home for a snow day (again), I thought I would post some of my favorite things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Meg Cabot's diary   http://www.megcabot.com/  I LOVE all of her books (even those for YA and kids) and she keeps a pretty funny blog, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-perezhilton.com  Ok, who doesn't love to look at this site?  It keeps me on top of my obsession-celebrity gossip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-trashionista.com  If you are looking for good chick lit, this is the place for you.  Great reviews of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oldnavy.com  Since I am but a poor librarian, I must find my trendy clothes at this affordable place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-thenest.com  Nice place to get good ideas for decorating.  And yes, I do realize that I am not married or even engaged but it's all Joi's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-last but certainly not least Aimee, Joi, and Lauren's blogs!  I love that I can keep up with my friends this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that there will be another post today because I'm going stir crazy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-1913086561671362281?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/1913086561671362281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=1913086561671362281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1913086561671362281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/1913086561671362281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/03/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These are a few of my favorite things...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-7238349006785447249</id><published>2008-03-04T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:54:25.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright snow, you've made your point!</title><content type='html'>Yeesh!  I am really beginning to HATE snow.  I never really liked it before but now I REALLY don't!  We have had yet another snow day today.  What is with this stupid weather?  It was over 70 degrees on Sunday and now here it is Tuesday and snowing at least 6 inches.  That means 3 extra days at the end of the year.  With summer school, I may not get a summer break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to better things...have I mentioned how cool my job is lately?  We held our very first poetry slam on Friday and it was an incredible success.  I was in charge of coordinating it (given about a month to plan and no ideas of how to pull it off).  I was a little stressed, but shouldn't have been.  These students continue to amaze me with their awesome talent.  I am so proud to be working at a school where the teachers not only support each other (special thanks to our SAIL teacher and wonderful music teachers, not to forget our lovely FACS teacher who just talked to me so I couldn't freak out) and the students but the students encourage and are supportive of each other.  To see students screaming and cheering for a particular student gave me chills.  I can't wait to make it even better next year.  It is a shame our central office doesn't see things that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some prayer requests...&lt;br /&gt;1.  My friend at church is going through some "female problems" and needs any encouraging thoughts and prayers for no pain as they figure out what to do.  Pray for her family too because they have lost 3 people in their family in the span of less than a year and she has three young children and a husband at home taking care of her.&lt;br /&gt;2.  My best friend's grandma just found out that she has cancer and needs any healing prayers.  Please also pray for the entire family as this will be difficult for all of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-7238349006785447249?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/7238349006785447249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=7238349006785447249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7238349006785447249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/7238349006785447249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/03/alright-snow-youve-made-your-point.html' title='Alright snow, you&apos;ve made your point!'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9139483462737147098.post-3713109442954215247</id><published>2008-02-22T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T07:56:42.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, the weather outside is frightful...</title><content type='html'>Our art teacher starts singing this every time the weather gets bad.  It is pretty funny but totally fits the last couple of days.  Yesterday I got all the way to work, was in the process of walking into the building, when they announced that school had been cancelled.  So, we had to stay until the 7 kiddos that were already at school were picked up and then we left.  I, of course, being the dutiful librarian that I am picked up some books to read before I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've read Project Princess (book 4 1/2 of the Princess Diaries Series) and am in the midst of reading the first of The Beacon Street series.  Neither are heavy thinking YA books, but enjoyable for the chick lit reader that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update to the previous post-the witch doctor didn't really teach me anything.  I pretty much heard things I already knew, but I upon leaving felt depressed.  Apparently in order to be healthy I can't eat anything I like...pretty much lots of veggies and fruits.  I do enjoy fruit and veg as much or more than the next guy, but I also LOVE bread and potatoes.  I've decided to attempt to eat even better than I have been but know that I am human and sometimes make not so good choices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to read some more now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9139483462737147098-3713109442954215247?l=zakattack1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/feeds/3713109442954215247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9139483462737147098&amp;postID=3713109442954215247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3713109442954215247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9139483462737147098/posts/default/3713109442954215247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zakattack1.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-weather-outside-is-frightful.html' title='Oh, the weather outside is frightful...'/><author><name>Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qbaNniAxTds/R77xKeh53PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VVhMs35ti9Q/S220/skanksgiving06.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
