<?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-8304541891864540699</id><updated>2012-01-22T21:48:20.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love Affair</title><subtitle type='html'>My Love Affair with a Southern man</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>392</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-6122848538375244284</id><published>2011-07-08T17:36:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T19:59:59.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mississippi Cottage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--K0jxOEOhkE/Thei7wMbEOI/AAAAAAAAEMI/cCiVOugqU-A/s1600/IMG_0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627145406855712994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--K0jxOEOhkE/Thei7wMbEOI/AAAAAAAAEMI/cCiVOugqU-A/s400/IMG_0921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DTlAd2fYk78/Thei7i801kI/AAAAAAAAEMA/Nm_YlUDwoF4/s1600/IMG_0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627145403300632130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DTlAd2fYk78/Thei7i801kI/AAAAAAAAEMA/Nm_YlUDwoF4/s400/IMG_0924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZddK2W_8Mk/TheifUFiAcI/AAAAAAAAEL4/14rnbGmcQjc/s1600/IMG_0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627144918274277826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZddK2W_8Mk/TheifUFiAcI/AAAAAAAAEL4/14rnbGmcQjc/s400/IMG_0930.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6WIKrAzDvnI/Theie5VskUI/AAAAAAAAELw/eaey6uxPLTw/s1600/IMG_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627144911094321474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6WIKrAzDvnI/Theie5VskUI/AAAAAAAAELw/eaey6uxPLTw/s400/IMG_0932.JPG" /&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;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xb5TLjWBmdY/ThehjysLKII/AAAAAAAAELo/G1s187E1fi0/s1600/IMG_0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627143895697270914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xb5TLjWBmdY/ThehjysLKII/AAAAAAAAELo/G1s187E1fi0/s400/IMG_0938.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the view from laying on the bed looking out the window. It was so much fun to watch the boats go up and down the Mississippi River at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0R06kqd5v0/ThehjUZjS3I/AAAAAAAAELg/ha4QpckliDk/s1600/IMG_1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627143887566097266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0R06kqd5v0/ThehjUZjS3I/AAAAAAAAELg/ha4QpckliDk/s400/IMG_1005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My very favorite room of the house...THE PORCH! I spent all of my evenings lounging on the porch while sipping wine and reading books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LvlA2R3nLEw/Theg1EP2Y1I/AAAAAAAAELY/4lUhPNAHTXA/s1600/IMG_0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627143092956455762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LvlA2R3nLEw/Theg1EP2Y1I/AAAAAAAAELY/4lUhPNAHTXA/s400/IMG_0951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the back view of the cottage. I loved the little BBQ. My husband grilled shrimp and I made a fantastic shrimp salad with feta cheese and the works. With a good bottle of red wine and the sunset it was the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tSduWLO07Wo/Theg0W-cHyI/AAAAAAAAELQ/9_KbmVFeBgY/s1600/IMG_1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627143080803835682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tSduWLO07Wo/Theg0W-cHyI/AAAAAAAAELQ/9_KbmVFeBgY/s400/IMG_1121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After we returned from touring all those beautiful plantation homes we would flop into these Adirondack chairs and chat. We'd have our favorite New Orleans jazz bands playing softly over the speakers. Just enough for background music but not loud enough that you couldn't hear the crickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-frT_6lsNRl0/ThegF6iIi7I/AAAAAAAAELI/2PF5lYsSN_o/s1600/IMG_1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627142282894937010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-frT_6lsNRl0/ThegF6iIi7I/AAAAAAAAELI/2PF5lYsSN_o/s400/IMG_1113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When you sat in the rockers on the platform you'd see the bridge that connects Mississippi and Louisiana. The middle of the river was the state line so when we looked over the embankment we were looking at Louisiana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NNwZDSBgkj4/ThegFtwtsiI/AAAAAAAAELA/-pVZC7ZfEbM/s1600/IMG_1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627142279466431010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NNwZDSBgkj4/ThegFtwtsiI/AAAAAAAAELA/-pVZC7ZfEbM/s400/IMG_1141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our views of the sunset were amazing. We had some of the most gorgeous sunsets. I love this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HCaEF-RzUn8/ThegFGKfaZI/AAAAAAAAEK4/QnFdQVMYL_0/s1600/IMG_0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627142268837128594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HCaEF-RzUn8/ThegFGKfaZI/AAAAAAAAEK4/QnFdQVMYL_0/s400/IMG_0991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's another view of the Mississippi. You can see that it's still flooded by looking at the trees across the river. They say it'll be coming back down by mid July. Everything across the river is Louisiana. We are on the Mississippi side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rFcBzefFcWA/ThelcW3ssyI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/tv01rcV8eKY/s1600/IMG_0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627148166016840482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rFcBzefFcWA/ThelcW3ssyI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/tv01rcV8eKY/s400/IMG_0979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope y'all enjoyed my pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-6122848538375244284?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/6122848538375244284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=6122848538375244284' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6122848538375244284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6122848538375244284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/07/mississippi-cottage.html' title='Mississippi Cottage'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--K0jxOEOhkE/Thei7wMbEOI/AAAAAAAAEMI/cCiVOugqU-A/s72-c/IMG_0921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-4275085875552350769</id><published>2011-06-22T18:12:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T20:27:42.881-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QoxPDecQHSc" frameborder="0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WooHoo! We got that rain we ordered. Yesterday we had a little drizzle but today the thunder clouds rolled across the Delta. Thankfully because my poor yard was looking a little drab. No matter how much you water it never takes the place of a natural rain. I love rainy weather. Makes me want to listen to some good music, light some candles, and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is actually out of town on business. That means I'm flying solo for the next couple of days. Don't get me wrong, I adore my husband and love having him around but sometimes it's nice not to have to cook dinner, coordinate with another schedule, or agree on a television program. If I wanted I could eat a bowl of cereal for dinner. Not that I am but just having the option is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I going to do with all this freedom? I just returned from my work out on the Natchez Trace. And on my way home I called in an order from this new fabulous Meditarrnean restaurant I recently stumbled across. I ordered Hummus and pita bread. I'm pouring a glass of Pinot Noir and I'm going to sit back and enjoy flipping through my latest issues of Southern Lady, Southern Living, and Garden &amp;amp; Guns all while watching "girl" shows. No sports, no news, no action packed movies. Perhaps a little HGTV, Bravo, and the cooking channel. How do you spend your free time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best Hummus I've ever tasted in my life. The woman is Lebanese and she can make a mean lamp chop. I'm drooling thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dZChbWDvyQk/TgJ3HdFsfYI/AAAAAAAAEKY/NQDirNGEBeo/s1600/Hummus%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621186254863105410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dZChbWDvyQk/TgJ3HdFsfYI/AAAAAAAAEKY/NQDirNGEBeo/s400/Hummus%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Does anyone else drink Pinot Noir? I have to share with those who do. If you're not familiar with Sorter Vineyards I highly recommend you try a bottle. I didn't realize how spoiled I was growing up near the California Wine Country and then attending school in the Pacific Northwest. I was use to having wineries in my backyard. Now that I'm older and have moved across country I truly appreciate a good bottle of wine without taking it for granted. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the Soter Vineyard site &lt;a href="http://www.sotervineyards.com/"&gt;http://www.sotervineyards.com/&lt;/a&gt; They have an amazing winery located in the Willamette Valley (that's in Oregon for those who aren't familiar with Pac Northwest). Washington and Oregon produce some amazing wines if you are ever out that way. Just thought I'd share a favorite with y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQzPfokKAss/TgJ3HDjmX0I/AAAAAAAAEKQ/5l2i1C5f9uY/s1600/08NV_thewines%255B1%255D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621186248009211714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQzPfokKAss/TgJ3HDjmX0I/AAAAAAAAEKQ/5l2i1C5f9uY/s400/08NV_thewines%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-4275085875552350769?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/4275085875552350769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=4275085875552350769' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/4275085875552350769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/4275085875552350769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/06/me-time.html' title='Me Time'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QoxPDecQHSc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-4274384057224067057</id><published>2011-06-18T18:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T19:20:15.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hot June Afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2LCMpMc767I/Tf00sS34v4I/AAAAAAAAEJ4/_yiQzu2053Q/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619705845613379458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2LCMpMc767I/Tf00sS34v4I/AAAAAAAAEJ4/_yiQzu2053Q/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a hot one y'all. I'm feeling a bit like this little guy in the photo above. Yesterday I ran only three errands and was totally wiped out. I could hear my grandmother's voice come right out my mouth, "This heat has nearly done killed me." How they lived without AC is beyond me. I stepped into a store that had their AC on the fritz (bless the souls who work there). I believe that was the most expedient shopping trip of my entire life. The cashier asked me if I wanted to be on their mailing list and I said, "Not today, ma'am. You'll have to catch me when it's a bit cooler in here." She laughed but I wasn't joking. It was just plain too hot. I saw an elderly man sitting in a chair. I thought he killed over until I saw his hand move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lGdmhnRW02Y/Tf00sHnGcAI/AAAAAAAAEJw/XM4bEMOfvUA/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619705842590183426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lGdmhnRW02Y/Tf00sHnGcAI/AAAAAAAAEJw/XM4bEMOfvUA/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alright, so I decided to share my Martha Stewart moment with you. Is Martha Stewart a thing of the past? I don't even receive her magazine anymore. I wonder if it's still out there. Anyone still get her magazine? She was like the MacGyver of craft making. She could take a single stick and make a Thanksgiving centerpiece. Well, not to have got off the subject but I used an old welcome sign I was about to toss into the donation pile and decided to make my own wreath. What do you think? Be honest now. &lt;em&gt;* Look past those filthy windows. I'm ashamed of them but again, it's just too hot to do anything about them at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81wdd6tjO4Q/Tf00f4M1dCI/AAAAAAAAEJo/Rugizoh3oTU/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619705632295056418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81wdd6tjO4Q/Tf00f4M1dCI/AAAAAAAAEJo/Rugizoh3oTU/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my attempt at gardening. Well, for now. I couldn't stand leaving my house without any color. Y'all know how much I enjoy gardening. I would love to put a few beds in the front but just haven't found the time. Plus it's been too hot. So, this is my flower pots. Of course, I just had to display my bunnies. I just love bunnies. I have them all over the house. Sort of like the old lady and her cats. Last night we attended the wine mixer at the club house and spotted an adorable baby bunny. He was just the cutest thing. However, one of the neighbor's Husky was drooling as it stuck his little head through the fence. He was wanting a bunny sandwich. Thankfully baby bunny hopped over to the courtyard out of reach of this furry friend&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XJJkyAM1SqQ/Tf06qY9ckEI/AAAAAAAAEKI/P15dGau-beI/s1600/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619712409957339202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XJJkyAM1SqQ/Tf06qY9ckEI/AAAAAAAAEKI/P15dGau-beI/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I snapped a quick photograph of my neighbor's porch while pulling into the garage. Isn't it just lovely? Y'all should see the backyard. It's gorgeous! I think I'll walk over and take some pictures next week. She is one of my favorite people in my neighborhood and I'm just thrilled she lives next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vun1FUeJADw/Tf005CIhs5I/AAAAAAAAEKA/h0JlkuBTTGE/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619706064458068882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vun1FUeJADw/Tf005CIhs5I/AAAAAAAAEKA/h0JlkuBTTGE/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went to the Farmer's Market today and look what I picked up. Sunflowers are one of my favorites. Something about having fresh flowers in the house makes me feel cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JR2bZkYOye8/Tf00MVMgc4I/AAAAAAAAEJQ/BguSZG4rbNc/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619705296480924546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JR2bZkYOye8/Tf00MVMgc4I/AAAAAAAAEJQ/BguSZG4rbNc/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before I let y'all go I wanted to share my new lamp I picked up at a thrift shop. I found the &lt;strong&gt;BEST&lt;/strong&gt; thrift shop. It's not far from the house. My neighbor told me all about it and it's not even a shop. It's a warehouse! I found all sorts of really cool things. I was in need of a lamp for the living room and I just didn't like anything I saw while I was out shopping. On the way home I passed by the thrift shop and decided to turn around and check it out. It was like a gold mine. I picked this little beauty up for a fraction of what I'd pay in the stores. However, it's not that cheap plastic or glass material. It's made out of metal. I paid a whopping $24.00. Look at the top. The little Chinese charm makes the lamp. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ArI2XtMfqM/Tf00MK2tr7I/AAAAAAAAEJI/b84bGku-KkA/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619705293705162674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ArI2XtMfqM/Tf00MK2tr7I/AAAAAAAAEJI/b84bGku-KkA/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Thank y'all for the lovely compliments regarding my new home. I'll be sure to work on the house this next week so I can share interior pictures as well. Just seems like it's taking forever to put the final touches together. Have a beautiful weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-4274384057224067057?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/4274384057224067057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=4274384057224067057' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/4274384057224067057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/4274384057224067057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/06/hot-june-afternoon.html' title='A Hot June Afternoon'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2LCMpMc767I/Tf00sS34v4I/AAAAAAAAEJ4/_yiQzu2053Q/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-6232662260233380404</id><published>2011-06-15T13:13:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T13:54:25.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Neighborhood</title><content type='html'>I absolutely L-O-V-E my new home and neighborhood. I just snapped a few pictures a couple of days ago so I could share with my family and friends. The neighborhood was designed by an architect from New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jVLGVf_MJpU/Tfj5HIQVRLI/AAAAAAAAEIo/Frhd1vnguYc/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618514436015080626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jVLGVf_MJpU/Tfj5HIQVRLI/AAAAAAAAEIo/Frhd1vnguYc/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house has a great view of the fountain. In the front yard it's really relaxing to hear the water while gardening or just visiting with neighbors. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3PDBknxlam0/Tfj40VssShI/AAAAAAAAEIg/eWSbQDQbLvk/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618514113206176274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3PDBknxlam0/Tfj40VssShI/AAAAAAAAEIg/eWSbQDQbLvk/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the little accents like this potted plant at one corner. As I walk through the neighborhood I'm always spotting things that I didn't see before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9tUP-qYV6pA/Tfj40JFMw8I/AAAAAAAAEIY/IL9Y7wLHXcA/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618514109819306946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9tUP-qYV6pA/Tfj40JFMw8I/AAAAAAAAEIY/IL9Y7wLHXcA/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the clubhouse pool. The neighborhood is full of retiree's so the pool is always vacant. It's like my own private oasis without the maintenance. You can lounge and since there is about a million fountains it feels a bit like a resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0MoyTMYJsMc/Tfj4g592AHI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/xbh2L_y8BVU/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618513779344408690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0MoyTMYJsMc/Tfj4g592AHI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/xbh2L_y8BVU/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the back view of the clubhouse. Every other Friday evening the neighbors meet and we have a wine and appetizer mixer. It's really fun and a great way to meet everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9WfT5m1Oan8/Tfj4ggaVx_I/AAAAAAAAEII/LZIR1xWwb9Q/s1600/IMG_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618513772484610034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9WfT5m1Oan8/Tfj4ggaVx_I/AAAAAAAAEII/LZIR1xWwb9Q/s400/IMG_0795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the front of the clubhouse. It's very Southern style if you ask me. They have converted one of the rooms into a library so you can check out books. On Saturday mornings they have a group that meets for danishes and coffee for a book club. I'm thinking of attending this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PiSOqnChufc/Tfj4PLh494I/AAAAAAAAEIA/iW_qEMJB0uI/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618513474821355394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PiSOqnChufc/Tfj4PLh494I/AAAAAAAAEIA/iW_qEMJB0uI/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've been needing some rain. The waterline is really down. Normally the water flows under the bridge and makes for a small waterfall. It's still pretty but I do wish we had some much needed showers. Perhaps I need to do a little rain dance this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xC08covICL4/Tfj4O35lw2I/AAAAAAAAEH4/dzdJa2BAJIM/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618513469552051042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xC08covICL4/Tfj4O35lw2I/AAAAAAAAEH4/dzdJa2BAJIM/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whyBR7uvThE/Tfj33jFnGZI/AAAAAAAAEHw/sg5Lp21sok8/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618513068828334482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whyBR7uvThE/Tfj33jFnGZI/AAAAAAAAEHw/sg5Lp21sok8/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One thing I truly enjoy about the neighborhood is that I don't have to leave the gated community to walk. There's plenty of walking trails. It's really safe and relaxing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VUQ-E65NLXg/Tfj33PL2p1I/AAAAAAAAEHo/KrxQkHrlXIw/s1600/IMG_0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618513063485810514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VUQ-E65NLXg/Tfj33PL2p1I/AAAAAAAAEHo/KrxQkHrlXIw/s400/IMG_0791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JYIwaUFNffI/Tfj3XKuNUfI/AAAAAAAAEHg/pMddACCWNeI/s1600/IMG_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618512512531911154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JYIwaUFNffI/Tfj3XKuNUfI/AAAAAAAAEHg/pMddACCWNeI/s400/IMG_0800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have two Magnolia trees in my yard. I love them so much. My husband doesn't like picking up the leaves in the front yard but I think they are worth it. I like to snip some clippings and put them in a vase. Magnolia's are so pretty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FnrbdtdRywU/Tfj3WwuyStI/AAAAAAAAEHY/BK1gfaTIWx4/s1600/IMG_0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618512505555012306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FnrbdtdRywU/Tfj3WwuyStI/AAAAAAAAEHY/BK1gfaTIWx4/s400/IMG_0806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hope y'all enjoyed the tour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-6232662260233380404?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/6232662260233380404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=6232662260233380404' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6232662260233380404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6232662260233380404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-new-neighborhood.html' title='My New Neighborhood'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jVLGVf_MJpU/Tfj5HIQVRLI/AAAAAAAAEIo/Frhd1vnguYc/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-800099335516875998</id><published>2011-06-07T19:44:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T21:33:41.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairview Inn</title><content type='html'>Hi y'all. I'm sorry I haven't been around much but it has been one thing after another around here. I'm still trying to put the final touches on the house. Every time I think I'm close to being finished I find about a million new things I need to do. However, on the bright side I'm closer to being completed than I was yesterday. I'll be posting pictures really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to change the subject but has anyone read the book, The Help, by Kathryn Stockett? The story takes place in my new hometown of Jackson, Mississippi. The book was such a big hit that they just completed filming the movie. It hits the theaters this August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my husband took me to the Fairview Inn for my birthday lunch. The Fairview was actually referenced in the book. We had a lovely brunch overlooking the gardens. I managed to snap a few pictures to share with y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fairview Inn was built for Cyrus C. Warren. He was the owner of Warren-Goodwin Lumber Company. The house was built by the architectural firm of Spencer and Powers. The Fairview Inn was designed with a Colonial Revival style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WUb_MeOk6Y0/Te7MrPHsLeI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/Nvw7J0Y79AM/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615650828542815714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WUb_MeOk6Y0/Te7MrPHsLeI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/Nvw7J0Y79AM/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry about the vehicles parked in the front. There was a ladies bridge club that was meeting this afternoon. I'll have to swing by one day and try to get a better picture when it's not so busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tDOCAJDkrTI/Te7MhXVWcgI/AAAAAAAAEHI/FkQQDhfF1fg/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615650658948903426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tDOCAJDkrTI/Te7MhXVWcgI/AAAAAAAAEHI/FkQQDhfF1fg/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the front porches. Aren't those rockers fabulous!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kKFUgkoD6qI/Te7MZpoTt5I/AAAAAAAAEHA/1zoG6o-xcqk/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615650526421301138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kKFUgkoD6qI/Te7MZpoTt5I/AAAAAAAAEHA/1zoG6o-xcqk/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2vkVb-zX4nI/Te7MSxgepdI/AAAAAAAAEG4/OXeCSNZQ7Pc/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615650408276862418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2vkVb-zX4nI/Te7MSxgepdI/AAAAAAAAEG4/OXeCSNZQ7Pc/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZkM_e97Hfo/Te7MLyS8uJI/AAAAAAAAEGw/_4BsmKkAhuk/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615650288229464210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZkM_e97Hfo/Te7MLyS8uJI/AAAAAAAAEGw/_4BsmKkAhuk/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIm0x8qLldI/Te7MDL8kz2I/AAAAAAAAEGo/zkTAEPvfwrk/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615650140496121698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIm0x8qLldI/Te7MDL8kz2I/AAAAAAAAEGo/zkTAEPvfwrk/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In 1913, the property was purchased by Felix Gunter. Mr. Gunter was the President of the Jackson Board of Trade. The property was then sold to W.E. Guild in 1921. W.E. Guild was the Treasure of the Finkbine Lumber Company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was the Guilds who remodeled the house and added the English gardens. The property was purchased by a handful of owners until the current owners, Peter and Tamar Sharp, purchased it in 2006. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bVavm0vF5mA/Te7L6NGLrOI/AAAAAAAAEGg/QTJLuyrGjpM/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615649986186030306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bVavm0vF5mA/Te7L6NGLrOI/AAAAAAAAEGg/QTJLuyrGjpM/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the side garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C7Ek4ft0MYU/Te7Lv_DwpkI/AAAAAAAAEGY/gqsMVUr3kW4/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615649810619082306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C7Ek4ft0MYU/Te7Lv_DwpkI/AAAAAAAAEGY/gqsMVUr3kW4/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bg8zfp54UAs/Te7LmHnIDTI/AAAAAAAAEGQ/zh1vVkcVnm4/s1600/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615649641116208434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bg8zfp54UAs/Te7LmHnIDTI/AAAAAAAAEGQ/zh1vVkcVnm4/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNi2mXRKPi0/Te7Lcs1FzqI/AAAAAAAAEGI/n8rLiOhCnvI/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615649479308201634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNi2mXRKPi0/Te7Lcs1FzqI/AAAAAAAAEGI/n8rLiOhCnvI/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepping inside the foyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7gwEfhWNTh4/Te7JKSifSvI/AAAAAAAAEGA/p4-brx3M8Ug/s1600/IMG_0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615646963989957362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7gwEfhWNTh4/Te7JKSifSvI/AAAAAAAAEGA/p4-brx3M8Ug/s400/IMG_0619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book, The Help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PTHTLKRy_2o/Te7JKJoRR1I/AAAAAAAAEF4/eUR2F8oKd0s/s1600/IMG_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615646961598285650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PTHTLKRy_2o/Te7JKJoRR1I/AAAAAAAAEF4/eUR2F8oKd0s/s400/IMG_0620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gorgeous antique chandelier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5I5X13zx0bc/Te7I8SK5irI/AAAAAAAAEFw/U3ZOgNJbhQk/s1600/IMG_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615646723372845746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5I5X13zx0bc/Te7I8SK5irI/AAAAAAAAEFw/U3ZOgNJbhQk/s400/IMG_0625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-upNsURTJFLc/Te7I73yvdbI/AAAAAAAAEFo/xJpek8jNGMI/s1600/IMG_0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615646716292199858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-upNsURTJFLc/Te7I73yvdbI/AAAAAAAAEFo/xJpek8jNGMI/s400/IMG_0627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XPbtaXQYAHI/Te7IpNyPxnI/AAAAAAAAEFg/wKvPtz_EjLY/s1600/IMG_0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615646395778188914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XPbtaXQYAHI/Te7IpNyPxnI/AAAAAAAAEFg/wKvPtz_EjLY/s400/IMG_0629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GWby8wxGTfo/Te7IoT2mvjI/AAAAAAAAEFY/-KyvEyxjYwU/s1600/IMG_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615646380227214898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GWby8wxGTfo/Te7IoT2mvjI/AAAAAAAAEFY/-KyvEyxjYwU/s400/IMG_0630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOocUREBUQc/Te7In8T8lXI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/f6JgO1xhmYI/s1600/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615646373907830130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOocUREBUQc/Te7In8T8lXI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/f6JgO1xhmYI/s400/IMG_0631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMUYkYNJENw/Te7Hk-32ZtI/AAAAAAAAEFI/UlssBKtHA0U/s1600/IMG_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615645223544055506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMUYkYNJENw/Te7Hk-32ZtI/AAAAAAAAEFI/UlssBKtHA0U/s400/IMG_0634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those lamps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JTIW9pME0Ww/Te7HkVb9xSI/AAAAAAAAEFA/kEhLYobLryA/s1600/IMG_0635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615645212421244194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JTIW9pME0Ww/Te7HkVb9xSI/AAAAAAAAEFA/kEhLYobLryA/s400/IMG_0635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qnjKzd_GKvQ/Te7HjwljhXI/AAAAAAAAEE4/j6cyIgzwLC0/s1600/IMG_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615645202529355122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qnjKzd_GKvQ/Te7HjwljhXI/AAAAAAAAEE4/j6cyIgzwLC0/s400/IMG_0636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what I stumbled across. It's a Civil War chess set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4-mDj683Ts/Te7HHiCWgrI/AAAAAAAAEEw/ygHDTzwDfxQ/s1600/IMG_0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615644717587268274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4-mDj683Ts/Te7HHiCWgrI/AAAAAAAAEEw/ygHDTzwDfxQ/s400/IMG_0637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Confederacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PA7sL_QPOIs/Te7HHUXklhI/AAAAAAAAEEo/nifkLysa6HI/s1600/IMG_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615644713918174738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PA7sL_QPOIs/Te7HHUXklhI/AAAAAAAAEEo/nifkLysa6HI/s400/IMG_0638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't have the opportunity to take pictures of the restaurant itself. There were guests dining at the time. The name of the restaurant is called, Sophia's. It's a fabulous setting and they have fantastic food. They named the restaurant after their daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ett3zAvPxTk/Te7HG0gOQQI/AAAAAAAAEEg/wjIlS03pd68/s1600/IMG_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615644705364525314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ett3zAvPxTk/Te7HG0gOQQI/AAAAAAAAEEg/wjIlS03pd68/s400/IMG_0641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the awesome Birthday cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZXJ79zVcNE/Te7Govye6yI/AAAAAAAAEEY/Q5gD6LsjkY8/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615644188702862114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZXJ79zVcNE/Te7Govye6yI/AAAAAAAAEEY/Q5gD6LsjkY8/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; White Chocolate Cream Cake...YUMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_AbzBIXG3VE/Te7GoQaPrmI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/76-U-CIv-MI/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615644180279701090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_AbzBIXG3VE/Te7GoQaPrmI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/76-U-CIv-MI/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-800099335516875998?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/800099335516875998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=800099335516875998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/800099335516875998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/800099335516875998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/06/fairview-inn.html' title='Fairview Inn'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WUb_MeOk6Y0/Te7MrPHsLeI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/Nvw7J0Y79AM/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-2916827384266946883</id><published>2011-05-25T20:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T21:08:24.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mighty Mississippi</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone! I missed y'all in blog land. I've been super busy with the big transition from Texas to Mississippi. I absolutely love living in the Magnolia. It's good to be back in the "Deep South." Once I finish putting the final touches on the house I'll be sure to invite y'all over for a quick tour (via photos).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of y'all been watching on the nightly news the Mississippi river has reached record breaking levels. It's been a sight to see. I've seen the Mississippi flood it's banks before but nothing like this. The water is exciting and scary all at the same time. Luckily we live far enough from the river that we don't have to worry about the flood waters but I feel horrible for the people over in Vicksburg. It's a sad situation. It's been a real eye opener as we have watched all the flooding and tornadoes rip through the southern states. Life is so precious and no matter how much technology has advanced us we'll never be able to control mother nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week the Mississippi river finally crested. My husband had business over in Dallas so we cut through Vicksburg. Since we were driving right over the Mississippi river we decided to stop and take a look from the banks. You'd be surprised how many people were lined up along the banks trying to get a quick peek of history in the making. I'd thought I'd share a few of my pictures with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HWAEcbW3z4/Td2xYWmkeNI/AAAAAAAAEEE/uKduLUuet4o/s1600/IMG_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610835742715836626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HWAEcbW3z4/Td2xYWmkeNI/AAAAAAAAEEE/uKduLUuet4o/s400/IMG_0569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1MyVJBWZU78/Td2ov6oJ5WI/AAAAAAAAED0/fcOM50S8GXY/s1600/IMG_0570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610826251918501218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1MyVJBWZU78/Td2ov6oJ5WI/AAAAAAAAED0/fcOM50S8GXY/s400/IMG_0570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2z-oJfceIvQ/Td2oXLbBm9I/AAAAAAAAEDk/sfWaA7Jyuk8/s1600/IMG_0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610825826930105298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2z-oJfceIvQ/Td2oXLbBm9I/AAAAAAAAEDk/sfWaA7Jyuk8/s400/IMG_0589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O8qsheRi-o4/Td2ovhkb8nI/AAAAAAAAEDs/W1yGX4J7KHU/s1600/IMG_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610826245192020594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O8qsheRi-o4/Td2ovhkb8nI/AAAAAAAAEDs/W1yGX4J7KHU/s400/IMG_0595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is after we drove across the bridge. This pictures is taken after you look down from the bridge. This is normally up very high and is over dry land. I noticed little stumps peeking above the water line in a row. It took a moment to figure out what they were but they ended up being electric poles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2FVxttYZpqk/Td2oW1JkjOI/AAAAAAAAEDc/Vzxb6qjK9TY/s1600/IMG_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610825820951317730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2FVxttYZpqk/Td2oW1JkjOI/AAAAAAAAEDc/Vzxb6qjK9TY/s400/IMG_0605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's difficult to see but if you look halfway across the bridge you'll see a rooftop from a house that is submerged under the flood waters. I couldn't get a better close up with us traveling on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jy67patTZXo/Td2oWUWd7MI/AAAAAAAAEDU/5uz2l2mVih8/s1600/IMG_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610825812147039426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jy67patTZXo/Td2oWUWd7MI/AAAAAAAAEDU/5uz2l2mVih8/s400/IMG_0615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;They did report alligators swiming up in areas near town looking for dry land. I tried to look for a gator but no such luck. I have seen alligtors along the Atchafalaya River Basin. I always get excited when I spot one but I never seem to have my camera :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good news, our Cajun friends down in the Bayou of Louisiana are ok. They escaped the water all together. Thank you for all of your prayers. It pays to pray!&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/8304541891864540699-2916827384266946883?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/2916827384266946883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=2916827384266946883' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/2916827384266946883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/2916827384266946883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/05/mighty-mississippi.html' title='The Mighty Mississippi'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HWAEcbW3z4/Td2xYWmkeNI/AAAAAAAAEEE/uKduLUuet4o/s72-c/IMG_0569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-498014362188283360</id><published>2011-05-14T12:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T12:31:25.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE PRAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MGs2iLoDUYE" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE PRAY FOR OUR FAMILY AND FRIENDS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-498014362188283360?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/498014362188283360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=498014362188283360' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/498014362188283360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/498014362188283360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/05/please-pray.html' title='PLEASE PRAY!!!'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MGs2iLoDUYE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-1562895096662057209</id><published>2011-04-10T14:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T15:17:37.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Break</title><content type='html'>I'll be taking a little blogging break as we prepare for a big move. I couldn't be more excited to start this next chapter in our lives. We were suppose to relocate a couple of months ago but a fantastic opportunity presented itself (work related) so we delayed our big transition. However, the time has arrived and I'm eager to explore my new town, settle into my new house, meet new friends, and visit with old ones. We have deep roots in the Mississippi/Louisiana region and as wonderful as Texas has been to us; we are ready to go home. It's been a long journey and I'm grateful for the time we had but Dorthy from the Wizard of Oz couldn't have said it better, "There's no place like home." The Mississippi Delta represents just that to us. If it's Mississippi or Louisiana...It's home. Although I've been working on preparing by packing. I still have much more to do before the movers arrive on the big day. On top of that we are tying up loose ends in Texas, running our business, and we have scheduled a vacation. I'll be visiting three states in the next two weeks. I have bags, boxes, and suitcases in nearly every room. It's a bit maddening at the moment. The next time I blog in I'll be able to share with y'all my new home. Have a wonderful few weeks until I visit you soon. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EsjA644u0Sg/TaIMEg9YffI/AAAAAAAAEDM/BH2C_mxyd5s/s1600/vintage-suitcases-magazine-photo%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594046958853979634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EsjA644u0Sg/TaIMEg9YffI/AAAAAAAAEDM/BH2C_mxyd5s/s400/vintage-suitcases-magazine-photo%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-1562895096662057209?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/1562895096662057209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=1562895096662057209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1562895096662057209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1562895096662057209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/04/blogging-break.html' title='Blogging Break'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EsjA644u0Sg/TaIMEg9YffI/AAAAAAAAEDM/BH2C_mxyd5s/s72-c/vintage-suitcases-magazine-photo%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-2762712406208406431</id><published>2011-04-07T19:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T19:52:39.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine, Lemon Drops, and Rainbows.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gmYmvE2RCA4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-KL7hpXwP8/TZ5ZQ2bHsEI/AAAAAAAAECU/Spcj3-R741w/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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We just returned late last night. I always love visiting the Big D. We had a fantastic time and stayed at a really great historic hotel in the Uptown district. We finally drove out to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Southfork&lt;/span&gt; Ranch after all these years living in Texas. A lot of you might not know this but I'm a HUGE Dallas fan. I like anything from the 70's and 80's television shows. However, Dallas is one of my favorites because it was such a huge part of the culture when growing up. I remember all the mom's gathering around the kitchen tables discussing what had happened on that week's episode. It was very scandalous back then and children were not suppose to watch it. However, a few us would sneak into the hallway and peek around the corner to get a glimpse of what JR Ewing would do next. It wasn't until years later I was able to buy the Dallas seasons on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt; and actually put the entire story together, HA! Could you imagine if we had those same &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;censorships&lt;/span&gt; and parents policed what kids watch today? I think it would change our society greatly. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-vr0-X9VRY/TZZZ3iW0QSI/AAAAAAAAEBc/T47onM4RXA0/s1600/dallas%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 381px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590754798077231394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-vr0-X9VRY/TZZZ3iW0QSI/AAAAAAAAEBc/T47onM4RXA0/s400/dallas%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For those who weren't raised around the popular television show, Dallas was about a wealthy oil and cattle ranching family named the Ewing's. They lived on a large ranch called, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Southfork&lt;/span&gt;, located just on the outskirts of Dallas, Texas. Miss Ellie (Barbara Bel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Geddes&lt;/span&gt;) and Jock (Jim Davis) played the monarchs of the family. They had four sons, JR Ewing (Larry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hagman&lt;/span&gt;) who was evil, Bobby Ewing (Patrick Duffy) was good and the heart throb, Gary Ewing (Ted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shackleford&lt;/span&gt;) he lived in California (considered the black sheep) and was Lucy's Ewing's father, and then there was Ray &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Krebbs&lt;/span&gt; (Steven &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kanaly&lt;/span&gt;) who was thought to be the loyal ranch hand but turned out to be Jock's son (previous affair during the war). With a family tree like this you can see it's perfection for some type of drama. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JeFKWmw-ca4/TZZYuS0SmpI/AAAAAAAAEBE/FiOUIcwJ4eg/s1600/people-women%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590753539775437458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JeFKWmw-ca4/TZZYuS0SmpI/AAAAAAAAEBE/FiOUIcwJ4eg/s400/people-women%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then there are the Ewing ladies. I believe everyone remembers Sue Ellen (Linda Gray) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JR's&lt;/span&gt; suffering wife. She and JR had an up and down relationship. Their marriage was about as dysfunctional as it gets. Then there was Pam Ewing (Victoria Principal) who was married to the Dallas hunk Bobby. They were soul mates but seemed to never have peace with JR trying to meddle into their marriage. And finally, Lucy Ewing (Charlene &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tilton&lt;/span&gt;). Sweet but mischievous she always yearned for a father figure in her life and blamed JR for running her mama and daddy off the ranch. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HdqUY48IA/TZZYfPV3rFI/AAAAAAAAEAs/T6WIS82Sc4Y/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590753281144499282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HdqUY48IA/TZZYfPV3rFI/AAAAAAAAEAs/T6WIS82Sc4Y/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Southfork&lt;/span&gt; Ranch is the world's most famous ranch. It's located just outside of Plano, Texas. It was the home of the fictional Ewing family. However, it was actually owned by the Duncan family. Joe Duncan built the house in 1970 for his wife and his two children. Mr. Duncan was a wealthy business entrepreneur and always wanted to live on a ranch. He actually began selling horses to Hollywood's greatest actors such as John Wayne. During production of the pilot of the first five episodes you'll notice the house is very different from what you see later in the season. That's because Dallas was originally filmed on a ranch not far from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Southfork&lt;/span&gt;. The owners told the production company they could no longer use their ranch and so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lorimar&lt;/span&gt; began seeking for the "perfect" site for the Ewing family. While flying over the area they spotted the Duncan's home. At first, the Duncan's were not game to a Hollywood film crew on their property. However, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lorimar&lt;/span&gt; executives came back with a blank check. Nobody knows how much Mr. Duncan agreed to but in the summer of 1978 they began filming the second season. There were conditions, the film crew could never enter the house unless invited inside and they could only film during the summer when the Duncan kids were out of school. Being from California I know exactly how excited they must have been. However, now living in Texas I realize how hot and miserable that had to be. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gs-6Q61nSY0/TZZYe25cQnI/AAAAAAAAEAk/Lr2vqKK3H6s/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590753274582811250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gs-6Q61nSY0/TZZYe25cQnI/AAAAAAAAEAk/Lr2vqKK3H6s/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The famous long drive that you saw them racing their luxury vehicles down to the main house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7MzDzd8kq4/TZZXxsXCeGI/AAAAAAAAEAc/YnQ-3dKgGas/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590752498660046946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7MzDzd8kq4/TZZXxsXCeGI/AAAAAAAAEAc/YnQ-3dKgGas/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Front of the house and also the spot of many Ewing family &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BBQ's&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L33Y_tk2YIA/TZZXxYE6NDI/AAAAAAAAEAU/wBsJjBP4Smk/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590752493215298610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L33Y_tk2YIA/TZZXxYE6NDI/AAAAAAAAEAU/wBsJjBP4Smk/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Inside the house &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hDB8v_3N60Y/TZZWvQKXAJI/AAAAAAAAEAM/dSiw_nxSNR8/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590751357219307666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hDB8v_3N60Y/TZZWvQKXAJI/AAAAAAAAEAM/dSiw_nxSNR8/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chandelier in the foyer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-id-FQNfI14Q/TZZWvI6eoAI/AAAAAAAAEAE/jy6NgczzzMg/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590751355273650178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-id-FQNfI14Q/TZZWvI6eoAI/AAAAAAAAEAE/jy6NgczzzMg/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Living room with the popular painting of Jock Ewing. This was the same painting that not only hung in the living room the first few episodes after Jock died in South America but also at Ewing Oil. This is not the original painting. The original is now owned by Larry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hagman&lt;/span&gt; (JR Ewing) however, he allowed his original to be used to paint a replica for the ranch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fjlUB2Gvtmw/TZZYtyHv1iI/AAAAAAAAEA8/U11rTYLHKTE/s1600/charlenetilton%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590753530998674978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fjlUB2Gvtmw/TZZYtyHv1iI/AAAAAAAAEA8/U11rTYLHKTE/s400/charlenetilton%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-chxS5ijSjG0/TZZWFm1iIRI/AAAAAAAAD_8/uJAYPORTZZw/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590750641751466258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-chxS5ijSjG0/TZZWFm1iIRI/AAAAAAAAD_8/uJAYPORTZZw/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy's Room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jGcGeItlj3Q/TZZWFTlJj2I/AAAAAAAAD_0/CCqbiYTX3EQ/s1600/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590750636582473570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jGcGeItlj3Q/TZZWFTlJj2I/AAAAAAAAD_0/CCqbiYTX3EQ/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3IgfMT3jyd8/TZZVlNp1VFI/AAAAAAAAD_s/-ptkteTclXE/s1600/60453886%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590750085235692626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3IgfMT3jyd8/TZZVlNp1VFI/AAAAAAAAD_s/-ptkteTclXE/s400/60453886%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Bobby and Pam. I couldn't believe that the entire season 8 was a dream. Are you kidding me?!!! I thought it was just starting to get good and to find out that a lot of the characters didn't even exist was a real let down. I could see why so many followers were upset and stopped watching. &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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hsdZUPnbgsc/TZZYt8G7RYI/AAAAAAAAEA0/RE5A0TWMo1s/s1600/dallas%255B2%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590753533679584642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hsdZUPnbgsc/TZZYt8G7RYI/AAAAAAAAEA0/RE5A0TWMo1s/s400/dallas%255B2%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bobby Ewing's Room &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7NjImCuBZaU/TZZVYbryomI/AAAAAAAAD_k/a-RtIpWlwwg/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590749865663701602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7NjImCuBZaU/TZZVYbryomI/AAAAAAAAD_k/a-RtIpWlwwg/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QZP5InuznxU/TZZU0wHX19I/AAAAAAAAD_c/8tKnbkaDXb0/s1600/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590749252672804818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QZP5InuznxU/TZZU0wHX19I/AAAAAAAAD_c/8tKnbkaDXb0/s400/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xrbg7hfR2Dw/TZZT9ocRepI/AAAAAAAAD_U/qKybo02tYdk/s1600/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590748305720179346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xrbg7hfR2Dw/TZZT9ocRepI/AAAAAAAAD_U/qKybo02tYdk/s400/17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JR and Sue Ellen's Bedroom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2indaLJyTlY/TZZT9PjhqTI/AAAAAAAAD_M/rRSO2De9iqE/s1600/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590748299039713586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2indaLJyTlY/TZZT9PjhqTI/AAAAAAAAD_M/rRSO2De9iqE/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Poor Sue Ellen. We all know how she started off as just a naive beauty queen. She desperately wanted her husband to love her and tried everything to be the perfect wife for JR. However, it was never enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5dYP43aeMNU/TZZZYpzdbeI/AAAAAAAAEBM/UvRJzNUD5go/s1600/257jh1d%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590754267500473826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5dYP43aeMNU/TZZZYpzdbeI/AAAAAAAAEBM/UvRJzNUD5go/s400/257jh1d%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JR not only had his wife committed to a nut house but drove her to drinking. Some of my favorite scenes were of Sue Ellen fighting with JR all while not trying to spill her cocktail. Thankfully she was sober by the end and no longer allowed him to use her as a mat to wipe his feet on. I think by the time she began to show her strength JR started respecting her but it was too late for the marriage.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-loI_Q0X4OCs/TZZZYkt7jkI/AAAAAAAAEBU/J81fkOS9XWs/s1600/sm7txe%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590754266135105090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-loI_Q0X4OCs/TZZZYkt7jkI/AAAAAAAAEBU/J81fkOS9XWs/s400/sm7txe%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Ewing dining room. Of course I had to ask about the pattern. It's by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wedgewood&lt;/span&gt;. I think I'm the only tourist who's ever asked that question. However, you know how much I love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tablescapes&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6xDWqSIUY30/TZZSE62UJXI/AAAAAAAAD-8/_yRYDA70MCc/s1600/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590746231897073010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6xDWqSIUY30/TZZSE62UJXI/AAAAAAAAD-8/_yRYDA70MCc/s400/23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6n43CiHOepg/TZZSEfz70yI/AAAAAAAAD-0/jxJP0yUf2Sw/s1600/24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590746224639333154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6n43CiHOepg/TZZSEfz70yI/AAAAAAAAD-0/jxJP0yUf2Sw/s400/24.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sefk9-MhcYo/TZZRRFUGSBI/AAAAAAAAD-s/SuxVIio35g0/s1600/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590745341353150482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sefk9-MhcYo/TZZRRFUGSBI/AAAAAAAAD-s/SuxVIio35g0/s400/21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Many of the scenes were filmed right here on the patio. You'd see the entire family arguing about oil stocks, marriages, family issues, etc. Poor Miss Ellie was usually the last to leave the table as she sat looking into the distance wondering how she was going to fix her family's problems. This is the actual patio set used on the series. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KvBZtasbBLk/TZZRQrXLJMI/AAAAAAAAD-k/wLPiJCWVlkI/s1600/22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590745334386730178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KvBZtasbBLk/TZZRQrXLJMI/AAAAAAAAD-k/wLPiJCWVlkI/s400/22.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How can I have a post about Dallas and not mention Cliff Barnes (Ken &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kercheval&lt;/span&gt;) and his lovely girlfriend Afton Cooper (Audrey &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Landers&lt;/span&gt;). Cliff Barnes was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JR's&lt;/span&gt; nemesis who believed that the Ewing's stole his daddy's, Digger Barnes, fortune. That Jock Ewing took the rights of the oil wells from Digger and that they should have been wealthy but instead poor. Cliff is also the brother of Pamela Barnes Ewing (Bobby's wife). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afton Cooper was the sister of Lucy's husband, Mitch Cooper. She use to sing at night clubs around Dallas. What made me giggle is that her character is from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Biloxi&lt;/span&gt;, Mississippi. &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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R7n1tAzehag/TZZNZ8Ow4xI/AAAAAAAAD-E/VEGIEQ1-GHA/s1600/DALLAS_kercheval_la_564801s%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590741095487169298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R7n1tAzehag/TZZNZ8Ow4xI/AAAAAAAAD-E/VEGIEQ1-GHA/s400/DALLAS_kercheval_la_564801s%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AbD-fskN3X0/TZZTEBF0UqI/AAAAAAAAD_E/u_LiweZ4hmk/s1600/vlcsnap-140079%255B1%255D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590747315904467618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AbD-fskN3X0/TZZTEBF0UqI/AAAAAAAAD_E/u_LiweZ4hmk/s400/vlcsnap-140079%255B1%255D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Ewing's had many vehicles on the show. Bobby use to drive that red convertible Mercedes, JR had a green Mercedes sedan, Pam drove a black Corvette, but one of the most famous of them all is Jock Ewing's Lincoln Town Car. It's parked in the middle of the gift shop. &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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZInqN5LLNm8/TZZKouw-PqI/AAAAAAAAD90/hL0B7b0lDqI/s1600/25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590738051035709090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZInqN5LLNm8/TZZKouw-PqI/AAAAAAAAD90/hL0B7b0lDqI/s400/25.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rym2S0a3fEQ/TZZKoEaKRpI/AAAAAAAAD9s/TlI7UBFwfN4/s1600/26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590738039665739410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rym2S0a3fEQ/TZZKoEaKRpI/AAAAAAAAD9s/TlI7UBFwfN4/s400/26.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who could ever forget "Who Shot JR?" during the hype of 1980. This was the most popular scenes out of the entire history of Dallas when J.R. Ewing gets shot in his office late at night. It aired on March 21, 1980 and EVERYONE was watching. Even the Queen of England tried to use her position to find out who shot J.R.. They sold thousands of "Who Shot JR" T-shirts, mugs, etc. J.R. Ewing was hated by almost everyone on the show so it was a true cliff hanger at the end of the season. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wJ-5UlA0sJw/TZZOO9vVoRI/AAAAAAAAD-U/AHIAGRZvGE0/s1600/dallas-who-shot-jr-poster-194%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590742006425297170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wJ-5UlA0sJw/TZZOO9vVoRI/AAAAAAAAD-U/AHIAGRZvGE0/s400/dallas-who-shot-jr-poster-194%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uNPmWkHXt9o/TZZKn_QfAnI/AAAAAAAAD9k/_EnPjTJTiq0/s1600/27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590738038282977906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uNPmWkHXt9o/TZZKn_QfAnI/AAAAAAAAD9k/_EnPjTJTiq0/s400/27.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the tour the guide asked if anyone remembered who shot J.R. and I quickly raised my hand. She called on me and I said, "Kristen &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shephard&lt;/span&gt;." She then asked if anyone knew who she was and I raised my hand again, "She was Sue Ellen's sister." She nodded and I continued, "She also had an affair with J.R. and told him she was pregnant with his baby. But it wasn't really his baby but Sue Ellen was mad. However, Kristin gave birth to Christopher who was adopted by Bobby and Pam because Pam couldn't have children. This was after she came back to blackmail J.R. but he pushed her off the balcony into the pool. She drowned and he said it was an accident but everyone knows J.R. did it." The guide looked at me like I was one of those insane fans. My husband was like, "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, somebody knows their Dallas." I should have just kept my mouth closed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ap1R9EqLBwI/TZZNZ-ddtaI/AAAAAAAAD98/i4UGPuZmogQ/s1600/Mary%252520crosby%252520-%252520kristin%252520shepard%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 380px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590741096085697954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ap1R9EqLBwI/TZZNZ-ddtaI/AAAAAAAAD98/i4UGPuZmogQ/s400/Mary%252520crosby%252520-%252520kristin%252520shepard%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kristen Shepard (Colleen Camp) shot J.R. Ewing. This was the infamous balcany where she fell to her death into the pool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bc2xircPfWs/TZZOpLQHu2I/AAAAAAAAD-c/jNVH3_of8AI/s1600/IMG_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590742456729058146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bc2xircPfWs/TZZOpLQHu2I/AAAAAAAAD-c/jNVH3_of8AI/s400/IMG_0241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gaE0"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590754930533099730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gaE0VYvIMNw/TZZZ_PywaNI/AAAAAAAAEBk/zrEtuXN95Eo/s400/954808_f260%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I believe people still can't think of Dallas without recalling J.R. Ewing. He is a part of Texas as the Alamo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-5517752704351936318?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/5517752704351936318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=5517752704351936318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/5517752704351936318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/5517752704351936318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/04/dallas.html' title='DALLAS'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-vr0-X9VRY/TZZZ3iW0QSI/AAAAAAAAEBc/T47onM4RXA0/s72-c/dallas%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-3268271069823693477</id><published>2011-03-18T12:51:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T14:14:04.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Spring Y'all</title><content type='html'>Spring time is finally here in south Texas. It's in the 80s and slightly humid today. However, my flowers are in full bloom. I'll be working out in the flower beds this weekend and I'll be sure to take pictures and post them after everything is completed. I know I only have a short amount of time left living at this residence but once my azaleas started blooming I couldn't resist running to the nearest nursery and planting some flowers. It just makes me smile every time I sit on my porch or drive up to the house. It helps me enjoy spring that much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we have tonds of birds. I have two little chickadees (mama and papa) who have taken residence on top of my wreath. Normally I wouldn't mind but my wreath is located on the front door. Every time my husband or I walk out of the front door onto the porch they fly into the nearest tree outraged and begin to lecture us. Routinely we enter and exit through the garage; however, I just placed a nice big fern and flower pot that I have to water daily. I ended up buying a small wooden birdhouse and painted it a couple of days ago to set out on the porch as well. I'm just crossing my fingers that they will move in. Hopefully before I have to evict them from the wreath (front door). Let's hope they love their new pad and we'll see some babies nesting soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching all these adorable birds from my office window the past couple of days has gotten me all stirred up for bird accessories. Now I've been notorious of changing my decor around the house. Especially during the seasons. Lately I'm on a bird kick. I love anything with birds. I've decided to incorporate birds through out our home. I asked my husband what he thought of the idea and the only concerned he had was how much my grand new idea was going to cost him. He just doesn't understand the importance of nesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xg90jTU_Ay8/TYOjNjymbBI/AAAAAAAAD7U/YhgQP-7twGA/s1600/blue_bird-9721%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585487416210648082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xg90jTU_Ay8/TYOjNjymbBI/AAAAAAAAD7U/YhgQP-7twGA/s400/blue_bird-9721%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FbVbfshcRsc/TYOjZxPxZGI/AAAAAAAAD7c/o_Rr7fdXPcE/s1600/41leEojEs0L__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585487625981092962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FbVbfshcRsc/TYOjZxPxZGI/AAAAAAAAD7c/o_Rr7fdXPcE/s400/41leEojEs0L__SL500_AA300_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KEgREwDTg9E/TYOjNpPnTNI/AAAAAAAAD7M/xCT5X8uQjUc/s1600/4347139317_7ea94fed3f_o%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585487132123279506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JNXzLoa5NG8/TYOi9Be5MJI/AAAAAAAAD6k/q9erWuXTBro/s400/ZoomImageFramer%255B3%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tvxyxRR4QHE/TYOmQt8AAoI/AAAAAAAAD8E/_XR2wInIjZU/s1600/4865262058_e55a4239b8_b%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585490769008919170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tvxyxRR4QHE/TYOmQt8AAoI/AAAAAAAAD8E/_XR2wInIjZU/s400/4865262058_e55a4239b8_b%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-42v7oPGHNXI/TYOjaMNSZQI/AAAAAAAAD7k/bBQjcGxi1oo/s1600/ZoomImageFramer%255B3%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585487633218430210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-42v7oPGHNXI/TYOjaMNSZQI/AAAAAAAAD7k/bBQjcGxi1oo/s400/ZoomImageFramer%255B3%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY SPRING Y'ALL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-3268271069823693477?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/3268271069823693477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=3268271069823693477' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/3268271069823693477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/3268271069823693477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-time-is-finally-here-in-south.html' title='Happy Spring Y&apos;all'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xg90jTU_Ay8/TYOjNjymbBI/AAAAAAAAD7U/YhgQP-7twGA/s72-c/blue_bird-9721%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-6748530758896223353</id><published>2011-03-13T21:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:39:02.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Commercial</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mrQs4iS8Al4" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-6748530758896223353?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/6748530758896223353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=6748530758896223353' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6748530758896223353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6748530758896223353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-favorite-commercial.html' title='My Favorite Commercial'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mrQs4iS8Al4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-2414174335976814138</id><published>2011-03-09T14:48:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T19:17:04.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbie's Dream House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OImO47YU0tI/TXfoWfeCHPI/AAAAAAAAD5U/f2QhSWtX3T0/s1600/1960s%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582185736251251954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OImO47YU0tI/TXfoWfeCHPI/AAAAAAAAD5U/f2QhSWtX3T0/s400/1960s%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Barbie's Birthday. She's 51 and looks fabulous :-) How do I know this? I have a Barbie calendar. I'm a Barbie nut. I love Barbie but not just any Barbie....oh no...I just like the retro Barbie's from 1959-1969. And I have started collecting the Silk Stone Barbies. I hope to get a new cabinet after we relocate to put them on display. I'm one out of millions of Barbie fans and collectors across the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But who is Barbie and where did she come from?It all started when American business woman, Ruth Handler, came up with the idea of an adult looking doll after watching her daughter play with paper dolls. After pitching her idea to her husband, Elliot, who was the co-founder of Mattel, she was turned down when he wasn't enthusiastic over it.. Wives, this would be a good story to share with your husband when suggesting an idea, yes? Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZtM9auVkYk/TXf0uVfXGgI/AAAAAAAAD6U/V5vB08rldiQ/s1600/4117824841_1590aa761a%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582199340028860930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZtM9auVkYk/TXf0uVfXGgI/AAAAAAAAD6U/V5vB08rldiQ/s400/4117824841_1590aa761a%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't until 1956 when Mrs. Handler was visiting Germany that she spotted an adult-figured doll called Bild Lilli. She brought back three dolls to the U.S. and gave one to her daughter while the other two were given to Mattel. The Lilli doll was first sold in Germany in 1955, although intended for adults, she became extremely popular among the children. Bild Lilli was actually based on a comic character created by Reinhard Beauthin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uW9UH6NqziY/TXf0Yhcf5FI/AAAAAAAAD6E/oTRCFMU7NW0/s1600/bild_lilli%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582198965280957522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uW9UH6NqziY/TXf0Yhcf5FI/AAAAAAAAD6E/oTRCFMU7NW0/s400/bild_lilli%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffKWePvJ-BU/TXf0ZOnj9NI/AAAAAAAAD6M/fbdaI4vLtEY/s1600/Lilli5%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582198977406956754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffKWePvJ-BU/TXf0ZOnj9NI/AAAAAAAAD6M/fbdaI4vLtEY/s400/Lilli5%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Barbie was born on March 9, 1959 in New York City. Yes, she's a New Yorker and also my favorite Yankee. She was given the name Barbie after Handler's daughter. And Ken was named after her son. And speaking of Ken, he'll be celebrating his 50th Birthday in just two days on Friday. Ken's official Birthday is March 11, 1961. Ken made his debut as the fictional boyfriend of Barbie in a kitchy black and white commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's Wednesday and y'all know how I try to do a post on Historical Home Wednesdays; I decided this would be a great opportunity to post on Barbie's Dream Houses. Not really historical but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbie's first house was built in 1960. It was really nothing more than just a small box that could be folded up and easily transported. It instantly became a big hit. However, what woman doesn't love cars, clothing, and real estate? Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q5mlA1-Pdco/TXf1V12KDKI/AAAAAAAAD6c/qEjiE7xJsns/s1600/First%252520Dream%252520House%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582200018729307298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q5mlA1-Pdco/TXf1V12KDKI/AAAAAAAAD6c/qEjiE7xJsns/s400/First%252520Dream%252520House%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the Barbie's Dream House that I grew up with. I had one in my bedroom when I was girl. I remember the plastic doors would easily pop off but were not so easy to put back on. My older sister had the 1975 Barbie townhouse but I couldn't locate a picture for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqoFT-677wo/TXfoRvRHl3I/AAAAAAAAD5M/B-gKsqcKseQ/s1600/DreamHouse%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582185654592706418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqoFT-677wo/TXfoRvRHl3I/AAAAAAAAD5M/B-gKsqcKseQ/s400/DreamHouse%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, now here's where things get interesting. You didn't think I would just leave my post on a little plastic house did ya? There's a REAL Barbie's Dream House. It's located in Malibu, California and overlooks the Pacific Ocean. Back in 2010, Barbie turned 50 and for her big Birthday bash she needed a fabulous house to host all her friends. Interior designer, Jonathan Adler, was contracted to decorate the 3,500 square-foot beach house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEaKndAKxY8/TXfoRekxMbI/AAAAAAAAD5E/BrM6xq5zN5Q/s1600/barbie-dream-malibu-house-1-554x361%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582185650111721906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEaKndAKxY8/TXfoRekxMbI/AAAAAAAAD5E/BrM6xq5zN5Q/s400/barbie-dream-malibu-house-1-554x361%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582185642920386994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b8K2cH8xZsY/TXfoRDyOIbI/AAAAAAAAD48/KGdchIh5gVk/s400/barbie-dream-malibu-house-13-554x368%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I think this really is Barbie’s Malibu Dream House because the setting is so incredibly dreamy and ethereal,” Adler said. “We’re perched on a cliff in Malibu overlooking the ocean. It’s a fantasyland for anyone. It was difficult to find the house to celebrate Barbie’s 50th birthday because it had to be the ultimate Malibu house, and I think we found it.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN-qPbq0TRM/TXfoHmyAdnI/AAAAAAAAD40/shFdwJGjDXk/s1600/barbie-dream-malibu-house-8%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582185480516040306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN-qPbq0TRM/TXfoHmyAdnI/AAAAAAAAD40/shFdwJGjDXk/s400/barbie-dream-malibu-house-8%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is probably my favorite design of the entire house. Adler used 50 vintage style Barbie's as an accent piece. I absolutely love it. Wouldn't this be fun for a kids room? Perhaps not vintage Barbie but I'm sure you can find a cheaper version at a discount store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BY8w25Tt1FE/TXfoDF9HonI/AAAAAAAAD4s/mbNtOx0gF-0/s1600/barbie-dream-malibu-house-3-554x369%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582185402984800882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BY8w25Tt1FE/TXfoDF9HonI/AAAAAAAAD4s/mbNtOx0gF-0/s400/barbie-dream-malibu-house-3-554x369%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really love those chairs. They are extremely loud but a lot of fun. I don't think I would decorate my own home to look like this but it's entertaining to scroll through the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4dKc1yQKH8E/TXfoDLF8JvI/AAAAAAAAD4k/3TiDLudjgS0/s1600/barbiecenterpieceADLER%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582185404363974386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4dKc1yQKH8E/TXfoDLF8JvI/AAAAAAAAD4k/3TiDLudjgS0/s400/barbiecenterpieceADLER%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eTYvVjIV4jo/TXfoC0OyfpI/AAAAAAAAD4c/Uw3EaA_HUfQ/s1600/barbie-wild-room%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582185398227074706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eTYvVjIV4jo/TXfoC0OyfpI/AAAAAAAAD4c/Uw3EaA_HUfQ/s400/barbie-wild-room%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wZmJ0sqEeqQ/TXfn7OlTNzI/AAAAAAAAD4U/7dCcmW_va9E/s1600/barbie-dream-malibu-house-4%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582185267861862194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wZmJ0sqEeqQ/TXfn7OlTNzI/AAAAAAAAD4U/7dCcmW_va9E/s400/barbie-dream-malibu-house-4%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbie's closet was filled with over 50 pairs of hot pink peep-toe heels. I would kill to have this type of shoe space in my closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PsglQOujxA0/TXfn6-pz-QI/AAAAAAAAD4M/JzywzC6aLho/s1600/Malibu-Dream-House-Cute-Barbie-Themes-Home-Design-Bedroom%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582185263585818882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PsglQOujxA0/TXfn6-pz-QI/AAAAAAAAD4M/JzywzC6aLho/s400/Malibu-Dream-House-Cute-Barbie-Themes-Home-Design-Bedroom%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adler decked out Barbie’s bedroom with wall-to-wall pink carpeting and used monogram B's for her bedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Wg7iafQ8Xw/TXfn63ijA5I/AAAAAAAAD4E/b7FCcrb58cc/s1600/inexpensive-barbie-dream-house-pictures-800x1179%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582185261676299154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Wg7iafQ8Xw/TXfn63ijA5I/AAAAAAAAD4E/b7FCcrb58cc/s400/inexpensive-barbie-dream-house-pictures-800x1179%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the big party in Malibu, Barbie moved over to Las Vegas. You can actually stay in the Barbie suite at the Palms. However, it's very pricey ($3,000 per night). Can you imagine staying in this room? How fun!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yuKg8Jc_zVQ/TXfrJtF_Y6I/AAAAAAAAD50/bxeKtaiSKCY/s1600/barbie-las-vegas-1%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582188815105090466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yuKg8Jc_zVQ/TXfrJtF_Y6I/AAAAAAAAD50/bxeKtaiSKCY/s400/barbie-las-vegas-1%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j686hPo3j2w/TXfrJWwORuI/AAAAAAAAD5s/toIwxkLmfYE/s1600/bedroom%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582188809108211426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j686hPo3j2w/TXfrJWwORuI/AAAAAAAAD5s/toIwxkLmfYE/s400/bedroom%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRqUIGMccCc/TXfrJTr5URI/AAAAAAAAD5k/_n7Ra5j560o/s1600/e16361image4%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582188808284754194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRqUIGMccCc/TXfrJTr5URI/AAAAAAAAD5k/_n7Ra5j560o/s400/e16361image4%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Usn1cjR8f-M/TXfrJPs_RvI/AAAAAAAAD5c/ms1k0_Fp8LE/s1600/POST%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582188807215597298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Usn1cjR8f-M/TXfrJPs_RvI/AAAAAAAAD5c/ms1k0_Fp8LE/s400/POST%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-2414174335976814138?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/2414174335976814138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=2414174335976814138' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/2414174335976814138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/2414174335976814138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/03/barbies-dream-house.html' title='Barbie&apos;s Dream House'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OImO47YU0tI/TXfoWfeCHPI/AAAAAAAAD5U/f2QhSWtX3T0/s72-c/1960s%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-1216285983678359585</id><published>2011-03-07T11:25:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T12:41:46.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry I've been MIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B6lCUARQQOg/TXUYi99r8RI/AAAAAAAAD38/NI1tRhE4Oac/s1600/1206556283823989065chlopaya_Nurse.svg.hi%255B1%255D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581394302223511826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B6lCUARQQOg/TXUYi99r8RI/AAAAAAAAD38/NI1tRhE4Oac/s400/1206556283823989065chlopaya_Nurse.svg.hi%255B1%255D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on a trip over to Jackson house shopping my husband decided to use the hotel gym. He began running on the treadmill and something snapped in his foot. The following day he could hardly walk. We ended up cutting our trip short as I drove us back to Houston so he could see a doctor. They ran x-rays and found absolutely nothing. They agreed that he must have sprained it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of about 3 weeks he has been limping around. I've asked him to take a few days off from work but getting my husband to stand still for 24 hours is asking a lot let alone multiple days. However, this past Monday I received a call from my husband from work. He said he was in so much pain he didn't think he could drive. I rushed him over to a doctor who referred us to a Orthopedic Surgeon. We were worried that he had cracked or broken a bone his foot. After two x-rays and an MRI later we found out that he had a torn legament. My husband once broke his collar bone while mountain biking (before we got married) and he said it hurt worse than that. I can only imagine how painful it must have been for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor requested that he take off the entire week from work and keep his foot elevated. I've been after my husband to take time off and just relax for months. He's self employed so asking him to take a week off is like asking for one of his kidneys. We've cancelled 3 vacations the past twelve months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I played nurse and turned off his phone and took away his laptop. He wasn't very happy with me at first but after a few hours he fell into a deep sleep. I noticed a big change by the end of the week. He really looked rested and his foot began healing quite quickly. I think we Americans tend to push ourselves to the point of our bodies screaming for down time. When we don't give ourselves rest I believe that we become so run down we get sick or injured. It's ridiculous that I've allowed my husband to get to this point. I'm angry at myself that I didn't put my foot (ha, ha) down sooner. My husand has agreed to take a vacation in two weeks. Now I have to decide where we are going to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgNtsPl_jdg/TXUYGzVpdrI/AAAAAAAAD3k/kYLCHlYa9dM/s1600/small%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581393818334885554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgNtsPl_jdg/TXUYGzVpdrI/AAAAAAAAD3k/kYLCHlYa9dM/s400/small%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To reward me for being such a good nurse he bought me this! Rebel T2i EOS 550 that I've been begging for. I'm so excited but I'm still trying to learn how to use it. It's much more advanced than my last camera. I absolutely love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ewkxnyy_rWk/TXUYGWf2HHI/AAAAAAAAD3c/6DdxAo9NqOc/s1600/3%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581393810593029234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ewkxnyy_rWk/TXUYGWf2HHI/AAAAAAAAD3c/6DdxAo9NqOc/s400/3%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday we were both suffering from cabin fever being trapped indoors all week. We decided to attend the Houston Rodeo. If y'all are ever in Houston during the rodeo you must attend. It's so much fun. The Houston Rodeo is the largest rodeo in the world. It brings in over two million visitors each year. I took several pictures that I'm eager to share with y'all. I first have to download the cd to my computer before transferring my pictures. I'm going to ask my husband to help me figure out how to transfer those pictures so I can post them this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DRuVCz4lpwk/TXUYGQWrbCI/AAAAAAAAD3U/uKWY42jlsC0/s1600/large_Houston-Ballet-Marie-couple%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581393808943967266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DRuVCz4lpwk/TXUYGQWrbCI/AAAAAAAAD3U/uKWY42jlsC0/s400/large_Houston-Ballet-Marie-couple%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday we had tickets for the ballet. Marie Antionette was one of the best productions I've seen yet. It was a fabulous ballet and I can't say enough good things about it. The costumes were stunning as well as the set. And the orchestra did a fine job too. All and all this was one of my favorite ballets I've seen. The Houston ballet did a fantastic job. Hats off to Director Stanton Welch. He did an amazing job putting this production together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UV-vY1TumKw" frameborder="0" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/8304541891864540699-1216285983678359585?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/1216285983678359585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=1216285983678359585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1216285983678359585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1216285983678359585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/03/sorry-ive-been-mia.html' title='Sorry I&apos;ve been MIA'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B6lCUARQQOg/TXUYi99r8RI/AAAAAAAAD38/NI1tRhE4Oac/s72-c/1206556283823989065chlopaya_Nurse.svg.hi%255B1%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-8398933346628396633</id><published>2011-02-28T06:55:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T08:26:05.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Marie Antoinette</title><content type='html'>This morning I rolled out of bed and flipped on the local morning news. In Houston, your life revolves around traffic and weather conditions. As I began preparing breakfast for my lovely husband I couldn't help but notice that the Houston Ballet is performing "Marie" (Marie Antoinette). I'm so excited I can hardly stand it. Immediately after my husband left for work I logged onto my computer and purchased tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ludAkQ8a0sg/TWuburCoLGI/AAAAAAAAD18/_2pE3XA969Q/s1600/medium_3ee4f9be67d3346d684170fb9ca7665bb16e0eaa%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578723789558525026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ludAkQ8a0sg/TWuburCoLGI/AAAAAAAAD18/_2pE3XA969Q/s400/medium_3ee4f9be67d3346d684170fb9ca7665bb16e0eaa%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zU8KI6tIgW8/TWuburu_AxI/AAAAAAAAD2E/Vbes4S4K6T4/s1600/hbmarie460px%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578723789744571154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zU8KI6tIgW8/TWuburu_AxI/AAAAAAAAD2E/Vbes4S4K6T4/s400/hbmarie460px%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hHeHaaCpPDs/TWubu8jK7zI/AAAAAAAAD2M/CrotitKBRIc/s1600/bc_coppelia_elisha_willis_iain_mackay_pdd_500%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578723794258423602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hHeHaaCpPDs/TWubu8jK7zI/AAAAAAAAD2M/CrotitKBRIc/s400/bc_coppelia_elisha_willis_iain_mackay_pdd_500%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did you know that the Houston Ballet is the fourth largest ballet in the United States? If you are ever in Houston during the season you must catch a ballet at the Wortham Theater. I highly recommend that you add it to your list of sights to see. I've yet been disappointed with a performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3xyH3oAVHVM/TWuk7eIBt-I/AAAAAAAAD2s/aLC8TRyIOiY/s1600/800px-Wortham_Center%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578733905034459106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3xyH3oAVHVM/TWuk7eIBt-I/AAAAAAAAD2s/aLC8TRyIOiY/s400/800px-Wortham_Center%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FUKTY0m_uA/TWuk7Jbh7-I/AAAAAAAAD2k/7Qs4CPm2n2Y/s1600/4517591373_eb2794fcaa_b%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578733899479117794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FUKTY0m_uA/TWuk7Jbh7-I/AAAAAAAAD2k/7Qs4CPm2n2Y/s400/4517591373_eb2794fcaa_b%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marie Antoinette assumed the title of Queen of France after marrying her husband, King Louis XVI of France. At first, France loved her charm and beauty but over the years they began to despise and hate her. One of France's enemies at the time was Austria and since Marie Antoinette was, after all, an Austrian, it didn't help her position.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think that Marie Antoinette was one of the most scandalous women in history. She had numerous allegations (gossip) that surrounded her title and name for centuries. Her infamous, "Let them eat cake," remark is not only one of the most well known quotes of all times but it was also the match that fueled the fire during the French Revolution. The fate of Marie Antoinette and King Louis XVI, as well as for the royal family, was not a good outcome. They were convicted of treason and executed by guillotine in 1793. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wrote a post a couple of months ago on Lucerne, Switzerland where it mentions Marie Antoinette and the French Revolution. You can click on the link below and it will direct you to the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/09/lucerne-switzerland.html"&gt;http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/09/lucerne-switzerland.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6iUbdYKVDmM/TWuc3hrKdZI/AAAAAAAAD2U/dPfTxkLv2dA/s1600/life_2324%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578725041174640018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6iUbdYKVDmM/TWuc3hrKdZI/AAAAAAAAD2U/dPfTxkLv2dA/s400/life_2324%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kirsten Dunst played Marie Antoinette in the movie, Marie Antoinette, which was released in 2006. I love the beautiful attire. The dresses are gorgeous but can you imagine wearing this heavy thing around town? However, it would be fun for a day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578725048334440578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sFRGUM6CoYo/TWuc38WMWII/AAAAAAAAD2c/bM1fHSgfu3E/s400/MarieAntoinette08%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ywz7OWpWyGs/TWutvXe0flI/AAAAAAAAD3M/X-U_ha2gMno/s1600/MarieAntoinette23%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578743592697232978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ywz7OWpWyGs/TWutvXe0flI/AAAAAAAAD3M/X-U_ha2gMno/s400/MarieAntoinette23%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-USsW3mqmBPw/TWutvWZypWI/AAAAAAAAD3E/tvg2gonP2Hs/s1600/marie_antoinette_rococo%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578743592407704930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-USsW3mqmBPw/TWutvWZypWI/AAAAAAAAD3E/tvg2gonP2Hs/s400/marie_antoinette_rococo%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fsYsyj5_SMk/TWutvNCqwVI/AAAAAAAAD28/lgYXNQ4rWew/s1600/marieantoinette8-2006%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578743589894799698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fsYsyj5_SMk/TWutvNCqwVI/AAAAAAAAD28/lgYXNQ4rWew/s400/marieantoinette8-2006%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s8ojVbofBeA/TWutvE291CI/AAAAAAAAD20/EIJckroxH2A/s1600/ht_court_061019_ssh%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578743587698234402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s8ojVbofBeA/TWutvE291CI/AAAAAAAAD20/EIJckroxH2A/s400/ht_court_061019_ssh%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wishing everyone a wonderful start to a fabulous week ahead.&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/8304541891864540699-8398933346628396633?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/8398933346628396633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=8398933346628396633' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/8398933346628396633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/8398933346628396633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/02/marie-antoinette.html' title='Marie Antoinette'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ludAkQ8a0sg/TWuburCoLGI/AAAAAAAAD18/_2pE3XA969Q/s72-c/medium_3ee4f9be67d3346d684170fb9ca7665bb16e0eaa%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-5666783588338242883</id><published>2011-02-23T18:14:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T19:16:03.392-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Must Haves</title><content type='html'>Today was a glorious 77 degrees in Houston, Texas. Believe me, I'm not trying to rub it in, for all those who are stuck up north in the freezing temps. No, I'm just saying we had a nice day (and those are far and few around these parts). This is the only place I've ever lived where I had to question if the humidity index could pass 100%. My favorite is when you try to cool off in the pool and you don't feel any different from when you were standing beside it. It's so bad that I have literally seen my shins sweat. My shins, y'all!!! Now that's just down right miserable if you ask me. So when the weather is 77 degrees I'm taking full advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I ran some errands and stopped by the gym. I suppose it's a good time to shed those extra pounds that I managed to gain during hibernation (Christmas). This mama bear has to get fit if she dares to slip into a pair of shorts this summer. I've noticed that dropping those extra pounds hasn't been as easy as it use to be. I use to eat whatever I wanted, Snicker bars, ice cream, Gummy Bears, etc... and not gain a thing. Now if I so as much look at sweets I blow up like blow fish. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Awww&lt;/span&gt;...I sure miss my youthful metabolism. However, it's no use to cry over it now. I just have to adapt to a healthy lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my 6 Work Out Must-Haves .....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xfb0BDbHl6o/TWWjbr9MVNI/AAAAAAAAD10/kr4xi-2ImlY/s1600/107_xl_v3%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577043409619408082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xfb0BDbHl6o/TWWjbr9MVNI/AAAAAAAAD10/kr4xi-2ImlY/s400/107_xl_v3%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burt's Beeswax Lip Balm. I try to keep my lips from becoming chapped. I like how Burt's Lip Balm conditions my lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vSidhP3sQZk/TWWjbtCuTWI/AAAAAAAAD1s/lUIajJ3r_5k/s1600/a9629990082%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577043409911041378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vSidhP3sQZk/TWWjbtCuTWI/AAAAAAAAD1s/lUIajJ3r_5k/s400/a9629990082%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Mercedes hat. I don't leave the house without it if I'm going to work out. I like to hide my crazy work out hair under it. Does anyone else have a favorite work out hat?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8dVc31Taqjs/TWWjbdGDStI/AAAAAAAAD1k/PY4M8tiraP4/s1600/Apple_iPod_nano_16GB_MP3_Player_6th_Generation%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577043405630032594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8dVc31Taqjs/TWWjbdGDStI/AAAAAAAAD1k/PY4M8tiraP4/s400/Apple_iPod_nano_16GB_MP3_Player_6th_Generation%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Apple &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nano&lt;/span&gt;. It doesn't hold as much memory as the original but it's functional and fun. I like the mini size and it has some really cool features like the pedometer and clock. It's pretty practical if you are just taking it to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_srw7-Vd1M/TWWjUmuVq8I/AAAAAAAAD1c/Tra3CccaUus/s1600/resize%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577043287955844034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_srw7-Vd1M/TWWjUmuVq8I/AAAAAAAAD1c/Tra3CccaUus/s400/resize%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ASICS&lt;/span&gt; GEL-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kayano&lt;/span&gt; 17 Road-Running Shoe. This is a great shoe if you are a runner. I really like how they fit snug and the gel makes it feel like I'm walking/running on pillows. L-O-V-E them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NEzEX21YFn0/TWWjUBJR0SI/AAAAAAAAD1U/3UM9_exdWys/s1600/nike-cotton-capri-pants-black-xl-15124273%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577043277868290338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NEzEX21YFn0/TWWjUBJR0SI/AAAAAAAAD1U/3UM9_exdWys/s400/nike-cotton-capri-pants-black-xl-15124273%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nike dry fit pants. I have several pairs of these. They are by far my favorite work out pants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XJv4nTBEr8U/TWWjT2QFuFI/AAAAAAAAD1M/34bKunlTips/s1600/Rolling-Stones%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577043274944067666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XJv4nTBEr8U/TWWjT2QFuFI/AAAAAAAAD1M/34bKunlTips/s400/Rolling-Stones%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like to work out to Classic Rock. And no, the 80's are NOT considered Classic Rock. That's Hair Metal Rock. Lately I've been listening to a lot of Rollings Stones. Funny story.... I sort of met Mick 13 years ago in Hawaii. He was sitting next to me at the pool and said hello. I remember thinking to myself, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ewww&lt;/span&gt;...this old European guy is gross. It wasn't until I turned in my towel that the pool attendant told me who he was. It also burst my bubble because I thought the two good looking guys across from me were checking me out in my new bikini. Come to find out that they weren't looking at me at all but at Mick Jagger sitting next to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What are some of your favorite work out items?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/8304541891864540699-5666783588338242883?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/5666783588338242883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=5666783588338242883' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/5666783588338242883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/5666783588338242883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/02/work-out-must-haves.html' title='Work Out Must Haves'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xfb0BDbHl6o/TWWjbr9MVNI/AAAAAAAAD10/kr4xi-2ImlY/s72-c/107_xl_v3%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-7178377343853645120</id><published>2011-02-21T10:03:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T11:35:44.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Product Lover</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I'm notorious for buying shoes for their style rather than comfort. I can't even begin to tell you how many outings have had to cut short because my feet were killing me. I seriously have suffered for beauty over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About six weeks ago I happened to be flipping through a magazine while waiting in the lobby at my dentist office. I read this horrific article regarding the long term effects women have on their hips, legs, back, and feet caused by the type of shoes we wear. I cringed as I thought of every high heel, mule, and platform sandals I've worn over the years (especially in my twenties). I still remember attending an event over five years ago where my feet were so blistered from a new pair of stilettos I could hardly walk the next day (ouch). I began searching my memory rolodex of all the shoe incidences I've had over my lifetime and it wasn't pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article stated that knee osteoarthritis is twice as common in women but we don't see the long term effects until we reach our mid forties and fifties. By that time the damage is done. My eyes immediately shot down to the high heel boots I was sporting and I instantly thought about my knee injury. I had hurt my knee years ago from a snow skiing accident. I thought I just sprained it but 10 years later I still have problems with it. I wondered if my shoes have been adding pressure to my knee without realizing it. So with my health in mind I've set out to find good shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend my husband wanted to stop by REI. He's a huge REI fan. When we lived on the West Coast we use to do a lot of hiking in the Pacific Northwest. My husband is all about comfort and loves to wears Solomon shoes. Part of his job is to observe healthcare facilities so some days he's on his feet all day long. That's why a good comfy shoe ranks top of his list.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While browsing through the shoe section I came across these Dansko shoes. At first I passed them up because they weren't really my taste. I didn't think I would find anything for myself at REI but I became bored while waiting for my husband so I decided to try them on. As soon as my foot slipped into these shoes I was sold. They are one of the most comfortable shoes I've ever worn. My feet were in heaven as I pranced around the shoe department. I loved them so much I purchased two pairs. I was worried how they would look with my attire but they looked great with my outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dansko was founded by husband and wife team Mandy Cabot and Peter Kjellerup. I've included their story from youtube. I love the little clip of the dogs. Get it...shoe dogs, isn't that clever, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/R6APOIkisuE" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dansko sells more than just clogs but sandals, heels, boots, wedges, and flats. They are created to promote good foot, leg, and back health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purchased these Solstice Clog in a deep red. I looked for the picture of the same color but didn't come across it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iE83SrfS0J4/TWKM-yuvkPI/AAAAAAAAD08/9fkOoJD4vfc/s1600/BNBRUOFF_D1%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576174299035701490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iE83SrfS0J4/TWKM-yuvkPI/AAAAAAAAD08/9fkOoJD4vfc/s400/BNBRUOFF_D1%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t4Tb2b-RVHY/TWKM-zsjVXI/AAAAAAAAD00/UqU3BJVklYM/s1600/CCFULGRA%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576174299294946674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t4Tb2b-RVHY/TWKM-zsjVXI/AAAAAAAAD00/UqU3BJVklYM/s400/CCFULGRA%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got the same Marcelle Cabrio Clog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VlB2dVnIBs/TWKM-j2voZI/AAAAAAAAD0s/VZj4WIkumtc/s1600/COR%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576174295042728338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VlB2dVnIBs/TWKM-j2voZI/AAAAAAAAD0s/VZj4WIkumtc/s400/COR%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Yetce4VrLI/TWKNJ5_69KI/AAAAAAAAD1E/EQx25ICFg_U/s1600/COR_D2%255B2%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576174489965360290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Yetce4VrLI/TWKNJ5_69KI/AAAAAAAAD1E/EQx25ICFg_U/s400/COR_D2%255B2%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are some of your favorite comfy shoes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-7178377343853645120?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/7178377343853645120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=7178377343853645120' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7178377343853645120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7178377343853645120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/02/product-lover.html' title='Product Lover'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/R6APOIkisuE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-7019448539004107579</id><published>2011-02-16T12:59:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T14:58:44.578-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Historical Home Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Things have been extremely busy these past few weeks and I haven't had much time for blogging. However, I've decided to unplug from the hectic schedule and just take a little downtime to enjoy the things I enjoy most...blogging and researching historical homes (especially plantations).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been absolutely horrible about keeping up on Historical Homes Wednesday. So today I've decided to jump back into the swing of things and write my first Historical Home Wednesday post for 2011. I've decided to share with y'all the gorgeous Madewood Plantation. It's truly spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Madewood Plantation located in Napoleonville, Louisiana. It was built by New Orleans architect Henry Howard for the Pugh family in 1845.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHw0pvOUki8/TVwm9Hi1t9I/AAAAAAAAD0k/lCGlYKjOsww/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574373270216882130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHw0pvOUki8/TVwm9Hi1t9I/AAAAAAAAD0k/lCGlYKjOsww/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4eeKxKTHgw/TVwm4rxPkqI/AAAAAAAAD0c/w5tPklfH4oc/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574373194041627298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4eeKxKTHgw/TVwm4rxPkqI/AAAAAAAAD0c/w5tPklfH4oc/s400/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In 1795, the three Pugh (pronounced 'Pew') brothers set out for Louisiana. They settled along the Bayou Lafourche to grow sugar cane. Louisiana is still today big on sugar and coffee for those who might not know. Many wealthy entrepreneurial men invested their fortunes along the banks of the Mississippi river building quite an empire for business, politics, and high society that still lingers today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thomas Pugh hired architect Henry Howard to build a plantation home that would outshine both his brothers along the bank of the bayou....and so the Madewood was built.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6dV57x_X4I/TVwm4vwAi6I/AAAAAAAAD0U/F6hvmcUw_VE/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574373195110189986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6dV57x_X4I/TVwm4vwAi6I/AAAAAAAAD0U/F6hvmcUw_VE/s400/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During the 19th century many architectural styles came from European influence and some from the Middle East. Since architects were not as common as they are today, America didn't have architect schools until 1865. Many of American architects prior to 1865 would study in Paris. That is why the plantations and cities like New Orleans have a lot of French overtones throughout the South. Massachusetts's Institute of Technology was the first to teach architecture in 1865 but Notre Dame was the first to offer a degree in architecture in a university setting in 1898.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Henry Howard gave the Madewood more of a Greek-Revival look rather than the traditional French colonial homes that were popular in through out the region. It had started becoming a trend on the East Coast but not so much in Louisiana. This made the Madewood really stand out from all the other plantations in the area. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpYIqHE_j7U/TVwm4e7UedI/AAAAAAAAD0M/Sy8n23RRKxo/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574373190594230738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpYIqHE_j7U/TVwm4e7UedI/AAAAAAAAD0M/Sy8n23RRKxo/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-84eLcEDbHlM/TVwmtcGj0XI/AAAAAAAAD0E/X2MVmpvgRkA/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574373000857506162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-84eLcEDbHlM/TVwmtcGj0XI/AAAAAAAAD0E/X2MVmpvgRkA/s400/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that beautiful staircase&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qenN11Ik4b0/TVwmtGxhEvI/AAAAAAAADz8/Yt-RcRTso98/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574372995132101362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qenN11Ik4b0/TVwmtGxhEvI/AAAAAAAADz8/Yt-RcRTso98/s400/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7j1VMCqdXn0/TVwmhVkE3dI/AAAAAAAADzs/2DtuXARFeJs/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574372792943828434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7j1VMCqdXn0/TVwmhVkE3dI/AAAAAAAADzs/2DtuXARFeJs/s400/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I would give anything to have this old world look but the convenience of my modern appliances. The chandelier and the fireplace are my favorite things about this room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xM3Y8osHP2M/TVwmhb4fxhI/AAAAAAAADzk/K-eBighlSEc/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574372794640090642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xM3Y8osHP2M/TVwmhb4fxhI/AAAAAAAADzk/K-eBighlSEc/s400/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U9ph4pWksaw/TVwmhCOZpBI/AAAAAAAADzc/wbs_zPCNAng/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574372787752641554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U9ph4pWksaw/TVwmhCOZpBI/AAAAAAAADzc/wbs_zPCNAng/s400/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mkckDgsToJ8/TVwmVy0uPTI/AAAAAAAADzU/_r7GBqNd7Rg/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574372594639846706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mkckDgsToJ8/TVwmVy0uPTI/AAAAAAAADzU/_r7GBqNd7Rg/s400/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What I would give to have this baby doll and carriage. I have a friend who has an amazing doll collection. I'll have to ask if it would be alright to do a post on them. It's truly a fantastic collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8NXfiNHpYoM/TVwmVTUVLsI/AAAAAAAADzM/JOQOzIKrLiY/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574372586182487746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8NXfiNHpYoM/TVwmVTUVLsI/AAAAAAAADzM/JOQOzIKrLiY/s400/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMBtbKwxr7Q/TVwmVYxmMFI/AAAAAAAADzE/Puk4WPHfxgg/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574372587647414354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMBtbKwxr7Q/TVwmVYxmMFI/AAAAAAAADzE/Puk4WPHfxgg/s400/15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thankfully the Madewood was spared during the Civil War. However, Thomas never saw the 100% completion of the house because he passed away in 1852. His widow, Eliza Foley, continued the completion of the home. She was also the one who convinced the Yankees not to burn down the house by informing the Union general that Thomas had been a Mason.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7wbBL6tOL8U/TVwmKmfx7jI/AAAAAAAADy8/9g7ZiP7KmvA/s1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574372402352221746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7wbBL6tOL8U/TVwmKmfx7jI/AAAAAAAADy8/9g7ZiP7KmvA/s400/16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After her death the house passed through many hands. During the Great Depression the Thibaut family acquired it but sold it to Mrs. Harold K. Marshall in 1964. Naomi is the mother of the current owner, Keith Marshall. Today Madewood can be enjoyed by all as it is opened to the public as a grand Bed &amp;amp; Breakfast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RKd7CqtJfCM/TVwmJ5UwYkI/AAAAAAAADy0/7enMwdQRmb4/s1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574372390226387522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RKd7CqtJfCM/TVwmJ5UwYkI/AAAAAAAADy0/7enMwdQRmb4/s400/17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lxLtYtijiUE/TVwmJ2s1FiI/AAAAAAAADys/b-cJLRjTwJY/s1600/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574372389522052642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lxLtYtijiUE/TVwmJ2s1FiI/AAAAAAAADys/b-cJLRjTwJY/s400/18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-7019448539004107579?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/7019448539004107579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=7019448539004107579' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7019448539004107579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7019448539004107579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/02/historical-home-wednesday.html' title='Historical Home Wednesday'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHw0pvOUki8/TVwm9Hi1t9I/AAAAAAAAD0k/lCGlYKjOsww/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-340273637883199501</id><published>2011-02-11T13:56:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T23:04:48.914-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uzJMTSaAl8g" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VOjqzcsfuGU/TVWWFhdZreI/AAAAAAAADyk/b_5YKgCdX7U/s1600/2411237763_c4b3fc1fed_b%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572525135566056930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VOjqzcsfuGU/TVWWFhdZreI/AAAAAAAADyk/b_5YKgCdX7U/s400/2411237763_c4b3fc1fed_b%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams ~ Dr. Seuss &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HTy3i_xlHWg/TVWWFge5F5I/AAAAAAAADyc/FaONV0c1PQ0/s1600/2349024954_b3ce99869c_b%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572525135303874450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HTy3i_xlHWg/TVWWFge5F5I/AAAAAAAADyc/FaONV0c1PQ0/s400/2349024954_b3ce99869c_b%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X-RzEGllif8/TVWWFcoE0eI/AAAAAAAADyU/rMOvNZ7Vz5A/s1600/3312043157_f71b9ea1cb_b%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572525134268649954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X-RzEGllif8/TVWWFcoE0eI/AAAAAAAADyU/rMOvNZ7Vz5A/s400/3312043157_f71b9ea1cb_b%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A heart that loves is always young ~ Greek Proverb &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tAqdrud2gKM/TVWWFGShbwI/AAAAAAAADyM/WGn27EiaxfU/s1600/3384777749_7ce7ece86a_b%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572525128272670466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tAqdrud2gKM/TVWWFGShbwI/AAAAAAAADyM/WGn27EiaxfU/s400/3384777749_7ce7ece86a_b%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-340273637883199501?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/340273637883199501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=340273637883199501' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/340273637883199501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/340273637883199501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/uzJMTSaAl8g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-6582448305368051843</id><published>2011-01-24T12:54:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T13:55:00.308-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wDYZPYpu55E" frameborder="0" width="480" type="text/html"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3L0RGVUoI/AAAAAAAADxg/4-i8bXHuyaQ/s1600/HF2013%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 356px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565828813303403138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3L0RGVUoI/AAAAAAAADxg/4-i8bXHuyaQ/s400/HF2013%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3Lz8TsiBI/AAAAAAAADxY/PFI39wK53Og/s1600/pic_1213071192178400%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565828807722305554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3Lz8TsiBI/AAAAAAAADxY/PFI39wK53Og/s400/pic_1213071192178400%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love to snuggle in my favorite blanket on the sofa and read a good book when it rains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LzfxzNiI/AAAAAAAADxQ/2_VFvn78QNQ/s1600/Dahlia%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565828800063944226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LzfxzNiI/AAAAAAAADxQ/2_VFvn78QNQ/s400/Dahlia%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LzE26A0I/AAAAAAAADxI/ZEEgJ08j91A/s1600/DancingInTheRain%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565828792837604162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LzE26A0I/AAAAAAAADxI/ZEEgJ08j91A/s400/DancingInTheRain%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A rainy day inspires me to watch old movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3Lgs3jhFI/AAAAAAAADxA/41VL_EByJKE/s1600/umbrellas-guydejean110%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565828477160227922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3Lgs3jhFI/AAAAAAAADxA/41VL_EByJKE/s400/umbrellas-guydejean110%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LgLXcxSI/AAAAAAAADw4/mllxW9e51DA/s1600/rain%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565828468167197986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LgLXcxSI/AAAAAAAADw4/mllxW9e51DA/s400/rain%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Best time to listen to Harry Conick Jr. or Diana Krall while it's raining outside &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LgAV-TLI/AAAAAAAADww/fXntLYq_0KM/s1600/5BDLFMSY7QV14DSXVB%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565828465208216754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LgAV-TLI/AAAAAAAADww/fXntLYq_0KM/s400/5BDLFMSY7QV14DSXVB%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3Lfks94fI/AAAAAAAADwo/j7ncxjpD85s/s1600/4%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565828457788465650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3Lfks94fI/AAAAAAAADwo/j7ncxjpD85s/s400/4%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love to make homemade chocolate chip cookies when it's raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LSCWuq6I/AAAAAAAADwg/n-RBSGCua3U/s1600/19U05XCRM_large%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565828225230089122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LSCWuq6I/AAAAAAAADwg/n-RBSGCua3U/s400/19U05XCRM_large%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LSElYK_I/AAAAAAAADwY/QJ8AtDUXiGA/s1600/740838929_072d5203e5%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 388px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565828225828400114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LSElYK_I/AAAAAAAADwY/QJ8AtDUXiGA/s400/740838929_072d5203e5%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love to light my favorite Yankee Candles on a rainy day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LRlpTBII/AAAAAAAADwQ/1Xhq4NNaKjY/s1600/1090SKEADUV%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565828217523340418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LRlpTBII/AAAAAAAADwQ/1Xhq4NNaKjY/s400/1090SKEADUV%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LRQeWESI/AAAAAAAADwI/m8hHvkSLclQ/s1600/Rain_drops_1_P%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565828211840258338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TT3LRQeWESI/AAAAAAAADwI/m8hHvkSLclQ/s400/Rain_drops_1_P%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love to chat and visit with old friends on a rainy day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-6582448305368051843?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/6582448305368051843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=6582448305368051843' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6582448305368051843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6582448305368051843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/01/rainy-day.html' title='A Rainy Day'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wDYZPYpu55E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-4119590136248400279</id><published>2011-01-20T21:02:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T14:47:25.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolls-Royce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday I followed a beautiful Rolls-Royce out of my neighborhood. Considering that I do not see very many of them on the roadways I was in absolute awe at the magnificent piece of machinery. The smooth and sleek lines were gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTsei9OD2OI/AAAAAAAADto/lGsP0F4n34E/s1600/Rolls-Royce-Ghost-Exterior-2%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565075350444300514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTsei9OD2OI/AAAAAAAADto/lGsP0F4n34E/s400/Rolls-Royce-Ghost-Exterior-2%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTseisY8X0I/AAAAAAAADtg/_cKcjaSsOgo/s1600/06-rolls-royce-ghost-2011%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565075345926545218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTseisY8X0I/AAAAAAAADtg/_cKcjaSsOgo/s400/06-rolls-royce-ghost-2011%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTseiavOstI/AAAAAAAADtY/s1jJO6bYeIM/s1600/14-rolls-royce-200ex-official%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565075341188182738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTseiavOstI/AAAAAAAADtY/s1jJO6bYeIM/s400/14-rolls-royce-200ex-official%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTseiPDA2cI/AAAAAAAADtQ/MlPBB-29fGw/s1600/4314569720_bf6389eafa_b%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565075338049935810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTseiPDA2cI/AAAAAAAADtQ/MlPBB-29fGw/s400/4314569720_bf6389eafa_b%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that Rolls-Royce has surely changed over the century. We must tip our hats to our British friends across the pond for this is truly an amazing automobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who do not know who Frederick Henry Royce is I must share his life with you. He went by Henry not Frederick and did not come from a privileged upbringing. He grew up in London where he had to sell newspapers as a young boy to help feed the family after his father died (mother/four siblings). He dropped out of school of the age of 9 and never received a proper education. With help from his aunt he started an apprenticeship with Great Northern Railway company but when the money ran out he was forced to take odd jobs. However, he eventually moved to Liverpool and became a chief engineer for a theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTssXpJqjlI/AAAAAAAADug/I2CMqwYj6Wo/s1600/Henry_Royce%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565090549241384530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTssXpJqjlI/AAAAAAAADug/I2CMqwYj6Wo/s400/Henry_Royce%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a fascination for anything mechanical it was no wonder why he became interested in tinkering with automobiles. He purchased his first car in 1901 (2 cylinder Decauville). Below I attached a photograph so you know what a Decauville looked like. That's not Henry Royce but just an average family enjoying their luxurious ride for their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTstUaFTO1I/AAAAAAAADuo/xCoJ_A0Zhio/s1600/1899_%252520Decauville%252520Voiturelle%25252004%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565091593168567122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTstUaFTO1I/AAAAAAAADuo/xCoJ_A0Zhio/s400/1899_%252520Decauville%252520Voiturelle%25252004%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Obviously Henry Royce was displeased with the mechanics of this vehicle and began going to work. He created the first Rolls-Royce and called it the "Royce" in which he sold it to his friend (investor) Henry Edmunds. Mr. Edmunds was quite pleased with the new development and arranged the historic meeting between Henry Royce and Charles Rolls. Charles Rolls had a showroom located in London and agreed to take all the cars he could make. This meeting took place at the Midland Hotel Manchester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTskdnNtUBI/AAAAAAAADuI/Yr-NYCPXOxs/s1600/rolls%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565081855707664402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTskdnNtUBI/AAAAAAAADuI/Yr-NYCPXOxs/s400/rolls%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTsvBGUtt6I/AAAAAAAADuw/_qxw77Jg-NE/s1600/MIDLAND%252520HOTEL%252520at%252520500%252520dpi-thumb%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565093460470249378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTsvBGUtt6I/AAAAAAAADuw/_qxw77Jg-NE/s400/MIDLAND%252520HOTEL%252520at%252520500%252520dpi-thumb%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Rolls Royce was manufactured in December of 1904. Can you imagine commuting in this thing? I think of Houston traffic and shutter at the thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTsyzqy5dGI/AAAAAAAADvA/o5ouqp22hLE/s1600/Royce1C%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565097627788866658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTsyzqy5dGI/AAAAAAAADvA/o5ouqp22hLE/s400/Royce1C%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Royce's detail and perfectionism built him quite a reputation across England. During WWI he was consulted by the British Army to assist them in building engines for fighter planes. Royce's Eagle engine powered the first trans-Atlantic flight from England to Australia. Nearly 50% of fighter planes during the course of WWI were created by Rolls-Royce and by the late 1920s, aero engines made up most of their business.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Henry Royce greatly assisted in developing the Merlin aero engine that came out in 1935. However, Mr. Royce passed away in 1933. The Merlin engine powered many British fighter planes during WWII such as the British Hawker Hurricane, Submarine Spitfire, De Havilland Mosquito (twin-engined), Avro Lancaster (4-engine). By the end of the war Rolls-Royce had produced over 160,000 engines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTskojVIi6I/AAAAAAAADuQ/wNWrYK6-YW4/s1600/800px-London2007more_img_5568%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565082043643628450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTskojVIi6I/AAAAAAAADuQ/wNWrYK6-YW4/s400/800px-London2007more_img_5568%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTskdh__nRI/AAAAAAAADuA/l13WvRZG_S0/s1600/mosqto_infl%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565081854307966226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTskdh__nRI/AAAAAAAADuA/l13WvRZG_S0/s400/mosqto_infl%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De Havilland Mosquito (twin-engined) used in WWII&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to his hard work and lack of poor diet (friends say he never took time away from work to eat properly) his health began declining. He struggled with his health until he finally passed away in 1933. The RR badge on the front grill changed from red to black in 1934. The Phantom III was the first Rolls-Royce without input from Mr. Royce. If you glance up to the picture of the engine you'll notice that Rolls-Royce is in red and not black. This was a signature that Henry Royce was involved with the design. Anything after 1934 is in black indicating his death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTsyU6NqUfI/AAAAAAAADu4/-ig5Nfv9bNY/s1600/lot-509---1936-rolls-royce-phantom-iii-five-passenger-limousine%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565097099351708146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTsyU6NqUfI/AAAAAAAADu4/-ig5Nfv9bNY/s400/lot-509---1936-rolls-royce-phantom-iii-five-passenger-limousine%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now I can't have a Rolls Royce post without mentioning it's unique emblem, "Spirit of Ecstasy." As most of you know that Rolls Royce's infamous signature is of that of a silver woman leaning forward with her hands stretched behind her with wings. What does this stand for and who is this woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTs2rBSZdaI/AAAAAAAADvI/ZRWYmf5Jokk/s1600/400px-Rolls-Royce_Corniche_-_Spirit_of_Ecstasy%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565101877254256034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTs2rBSZdaI/AAAAAAAADvI/ZRWYmf5Jokk/s400/400px-Rolls-Royce_Corniche_-_Spirit_of_Ecstasy%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman is referred to as the "Spirit of Ecstasy." The story is quite scandalous for it's time. There was a love affair between John Walter Edward Douglas-Scott-Montagu (editor of Car Magazine 1902) and, Eleanor Velasco Thornton. Eleanor was his secretary and came from a very impoverished social and economic background. Due to Lord Montagu's position in high society, they were forced to keep their affair a secret. Lord Montagu was pressured by his family to marry a woman by the name of Lady Cecil Victoria Constance, but his heart only belonged to Eleanor and he continued his affair long after his marriage. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTs9bqz3YWI/AAAAAAAADvY/8HX3syBOLYs/s1600/Eleanor-thornton%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565109310103970146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTs9bqz3YWI/AAAAAAAADvY/8HX3syBOLYs/s400/Eleanor-thornton%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eleanor died after perishing with the SS Persia (also a very interesting story I must post about in the near future). It was torpedoed by the Germans. She was on her way to accompany Lord Montagu on a trip to India. Remember, India was under British rule at the time. Montagu had asked a friend, Charles Sykes, to create an emblem of Eleanor for his Rolls Royce in honor of their love. That way she would be with him where ever he went. This was before she died and you can see her standing beside his Rolls Royce and the emblem of herself. At first, Sykes sculpted her with a robe (her nightie) and a finger to her lips to illustrate their secret love affair. The figurine was called, "The Whisper." During this time emblems had become fashionable and Claude Johnson, who was the manager of Rolls Royce, asked Sykes to create an emblem for the Rolls Royce series. With permission from Montagu he showed Claude Johnson "The Whisper." However, Mr. Johnson asked for a few changes but otherwise loved it. They decided to call it "Spirit of Ecstasy."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I were to own a Rolls Royce this would be me top choice, a Rolls Royce Roadster. I hope you enjoyed my little post. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTs8q2gaq4I/AAAAAAAADvQ/NBCUJeAjQPs/s1600/rolls-royce-silver-wraith%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565108471430032258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTs8q2gaq4I/AAAAAAAADvQ/NBCUJeAjQPs/s400/rolls-royce-silver-wraith%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/8304541891864540699-4119590136248400279?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/4119590136248400279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=4119590136248400279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/4119590136248400279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/4119590136248400279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/01/rolls-royce.html' title='Rolls-Royce'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTsei9OD2OI/AAAAAAAADto/lGsP0F4n34E/s72-c/Rolls-Royce-Ghost-Exterior-2%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-3533193363581322122</id><published>2011-01-17T07:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T07:54:28.007-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trunks</title><content type='html'>I'm on the hunt for an antique trunk. I was flipping through one of my books on antiques and saw the most wonderful idea where they had used an old trunk in a guest room. I thought it looked fabulous and I could only imagine all the items I could store inside of it. I've seen several trunks in antique shops but had no use for one....until now. Did you know that most people use to travel with trunks? It's true. This was well before airline travel as we know it today was considered the norm. Most people traveled by train and used trunks as their personal luggage. The thought of dragging a large trunk through the airport today would be horrific. Since 9/11 it makes traveling with a regular size suitcase on wheels difficult enough let alone a heavy trunk. However, I could only wish for the amount of traveling space a trunk would provide vs. my samsonite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of my favorite trunks that I would love to get my hands on. The Louis Vuitton trunk would have to be my most desired of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTRFqTHg5FI/AAAAAAAADrY/mRIVkJI9Ycc/s1600/4536_louis_vuitton_trunk_5%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 339px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563148032698016850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTRFqTHg5FI/AAAAAAAADrY/mRIVkJI9Ycc/s400/4536_louis_vuitton_trunk_5%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTRFqORggZI/AAAAAAAADrQ/SdOAz9tpnMM/s1600/vintage_lv_trunk_dd%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563148031397757330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTRFqORggZI/AAAAAAAADrQ/SdOAz9tpnMM/s400/vintage_lv_trunk_dd%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTRFqM6akdI/AAAAAAAADrI/-oUJ49MN9_8/s1600/w5540%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563148031032463826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTRFqM6akdI/AAAAAAAADrI/-oUJ49MN9_8/s400/w5540%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTRFdT7E_3I/AAAAAAAADrA/EtZ-fals6Yw/s1600/8742_1268878626_2_edit%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563147809575993202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTRFdT7E_3I/AAAAAAAADrA/EtZ-fals6Yw/s400/8742_1268878626_2_edit%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTRFdWTAJHI/AAAAAAAADq4/mosbujcoVDA/s1600/17468_0313_2_lg%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563147810213209202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTRFdWTAJHI/AAAAAAAADq4/mosbujcoVDA/s400/17468_0313_2_lg%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTRFdKCxZWI/AAAAAAAADqw/EeXjC96Q8Ns/s1600/newFrisco17a%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563147806923908450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTRFdKCxZWI/AAAAAAAADqw/EeXjC96Q8Ns/s400/newFrisco17a%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-3533193363581322122?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/3533193363581322122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=3533193363581322122' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/3533193363581322122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/3533193363581322122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/01/trunks.html' title='Trunks'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TTRFqTHg5FI/AAAAAAAADrY/mRIVkJI9Ycc/s72-c/4536_louis_vuitton_trunk_5%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-7621414895733525238</id><published>2011-01-11T18:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T19:55:27.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Humbled....</title><content type='html'>First I'd like to say that I've been overwhelmed at how many wonderful and terrific people I've met in the blog world. I've truly enjoyed getting to know y'all. I started this little blog of mine one evening just for fun. I had know idea how it would cross my paths with some amazing people. Y'all I feel so humbled that not one but two of my favorite &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; awarded me with this awesome award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSz3ch_tNsI/AAAAAAAADo0/NqYtnEGqigk/s1600/StylishBlogger%255B1%255D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561091709429692098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSz3ch_tNsI/AAAAAAAADo0/NqYtnEGqigk/s400/StylishBlogger%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to thank Ruth over at This G.R.I.T.S Tale &lt;a href="http://thisgritstale.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thisgritstale.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and Bella Michelle at Southern &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Somedays&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.southernsomedays.com/"&gt;http://www.southernsomedays.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y'all, these are two fabulous southern gals. I just love reading their blogs and getting to know them. Ruth has a fabulous blog. Bella Michelle and I consider ourselves blogging soul sisters. I think if we were to do some sort of family tree research we'd find we were related somehow (I just know it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the rules for getting the Stylish Blogger award are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thank and link back to the person who gave you this award.&lt;br /&gt;2. Share 7 things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;3. Award 15 recently discovered great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. Contact these &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; and tell them about the award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things about me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My office is full of books on plantations and antiques.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love stationary.&lt;br /&gt;3. I pay my hair stylist in cash because I don't want my husband to know what I REALLY spend on my hair (he'd freak out).&lt;br /&gt;4. I started collecting antique brooches last year.&lt;br /&gt;5. I love to play tennis and look forward to joining a league after we move.&lt;br /&gt;6. I L-O-V-E historical houses and would one day like to join the Historical Preservation Society.&lt;br /&gt;7. I adore anything from the 1930s. The clothing, music, movies, politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for an out of town trip so I've got to rush off and pack my bags. However, I'll list five of my favorite blogs I've come across recently:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.) Jo @ Bees and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fluer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lis&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Jo has amazing recipes&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;a href="http://beesandfleurdelis.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://beesandfleurdelis.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)Gamecock @ My Chihuahua Wears Sunglasses (&lt;em&gt;Gamecock is truly a Southern Beauty Que&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;en&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;a href="http://my-chihuahua-wears-sunglasses.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://my-chihuahua-wears-sunglasses.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)Kay @ Sweet Preppy in Pink (&lt;em&gt;Kay and I could be two peas in a pod. I love her taste in&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;clothing and decorating&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;a href="http://www.sweetpreppyinpink.com/"&gt;http://www.sweetpreppyinpink.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.)Jacqueline @ Purple &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chocolat&lt;/span&gt; Home (&lt;em&gt;This is one of my favorite blogs. She has an amazing kitchen and never disappoints me with a post&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;a href="http://purplechocolathome.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://purplechocolathome.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.)Trish @ Pink Preppy Lilly Lover (&lt;em&gt;I found Trish last year. She's a fabulous gal from New&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Orleans. Welcome home Trish!!!)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://pinkpreppylillylover.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://pinkpreppylillylover.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-7621414895733525238?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/7621414895733525238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=7621414895733525238' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7621414895733525238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7621414895733525238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/01/very-humbled.html' title='Very Humbled....'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSz3ch_tNsI/AAAAAAAADo0/NqYtnEGqigk/s72-c/StylishBlogger%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-1101425811383438271</id><published>2011-01-10T06:32:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T09:09:19.642-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Royal Babies!!!</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a wonderful and relaxing weekend. Hubby and I decided to spend ours relaxing and lounging indoors as the cold front came roaring through the southern states. I'm amazed to see our friends located in the northern region get so much snow. Those way up north would consider it just a normal winter storm but to us down south it's like the end of the world every time we get cold weather that brings snow. It actually snowed in Houston last year (it was really slush not snow) but you would have thought it was the second ice age. Massive hurricanes....no big deal. Snow and ice....we panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I spent the weekend reading books, browsing the web, and catching up on my correspondence. I was pleased to come across news that Princess Mary of Denmark delivered twins over the weekend. On Saturday, January 8, she delivered twins. A healthy son and daughter. I'm over the moon excited and can't wait to hear what she and her husband, Prince Frederick, decide to name them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSr9AfkzqiI/AAAAAAAADoU/H02GCBNs1tg/s1600/Princess_Mary3%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560534874860005922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSr9AfkzqiI/AAAAAAAADoU/H02GCBNs1tg/s400/Princess_Mary3%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just adore Princess Mary and Prince Fredrick. She is so beautiful and they look like such a nice couple. Prince Frederick, future King of Denmark, met Princess Mary while visiting Australia during the 2000 Olympics. It was truly every gals fairytale. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Princess Mary was just the average gal living in Australia. She was working in advertising at the time. Her family had moved to Australia from Scotland when she was young. And at one time she lived here, in little ole Houston. Indeed she did. She lived in the suburb of Clear Lake. That's where NASA is located for those who don't know the Houston area. It's not unusual to have people living between Texas and Australia. We have a lot of friends who work in oil/gas (engineers) that go back and forth. I'm assuming considering that her father was mathematician he was either working in the oil industry or with NASA at the time they resided in the Houston area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSr9Y4NrCAI/AAAAAAAADok/W0ecyFojfJ0/s1600/maryfrederik2_wideweb__470x286%252C0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560535293790717954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSr9Y4NrCAI/AAAAAAAADok/W0ecyFojfJ0/s400/maryfrederik2_wideweb__470x286%252C0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The royal couple married back in 2004. In 2005, she gave birth to their first son, Prince Christian Valdemar Henri John. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSr9AGGTd-I/AAAAAAAADoM/lf-ia19WgyM/s1600/ol22yo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560534868021180386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSr9AGGTd-I/AAAAAAAADoM/lf-ia19WgyM/s400/ol22yo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In 2007, Princess Isabella Henrietta Ingrid Margrethe, was born. I love this portrait of the royal family. I think Prince Christian looks absolutely adorable in this picture. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSr8_sV22TI/AAAAAAAADoE/5l3JU8wBPno/s1600/danish-royals-baby-3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560534861107091762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSr8_sV22TI/AAAAAAAADoE/5l3JU8wBPno/s400/danish-royals-baby-3a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't wait to see the twins. I'm positive they will be just as beautiful as the rest of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSr8_c7ftJI/AAAAAAAADn8/yadfqXkWcBg/s1600/20100921-144812-l_14mb_600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560534856969991314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSr8_c7ftJI/AAAAAAAADn8/yadfqXkWcBg/s400/20100921-144812-l_14mb_600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Congratulations Princess Mary &amp;amp; Prince Frederick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&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/8304541891864540699-1101425811383438271?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/1101425811383438271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=1101425811383438271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1101425811383438271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1101425811383438271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/01/royal-babies.html' title='Royal Babies!!!'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSr9AfkzqiI/AAAAAAAADoU/H02GCBNs1tg/s72-c/Princess_Mary3%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-7261995984920754486</id><published>2011-01-08T15:14:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T15:54:26.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dog's Life</title><content type='html'>I was searching for something online and came across a dog house that blew my mind. I didn't even know dog houses like these exist. I've seen dog houses but nothing so luxurious as something like those posted below. My poor childhood pup often slept on the hardwood floor when I was growing up. My father would have laughed at the thought of building one none the less purchasing such a house for our pooch. And my grandfather would have thought I was insane to suggest such a thing. Yes, things have certainly changed these days from when I was kid. As I was looking over these impressive dog houses the theme song from The Jeffersons kept rolling through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/p9y4iXAso4I" frameborder="0" width="480" type="text/html"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just an adverage modest home with a nice pool in back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUk_U4COI/AAAAAAAADnk/U-7mSmE9kd8/s1600/204987%252Cxcitefun-expensive-dog-house-15%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559927471928248546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUk_U4COI/AAAAAAAADnk/U-7mSmE9kd8/s400/204987%252Cxcitefun-expensive-dog-house-15%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUksmHptI/AAAAAAAADnc/_hOIbjiqjkk/s1600/brick-georgian-doghouse%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559927466900301522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUksmHptI/AAAAAAAADnc/_hOIbjiqjkk/s400/brick-georgian-doghouse%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm going to have to say that this reminds me of the Real Pups of the OC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUkoGobwI/AAAAAAAADnU/NMJBz6oAIwQ/s1600/celebrity-hacienda-dog-house%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559927465694490370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUkoGobwI/AAAAAAAADnU/NMJBz6oAIwQ/s400/celebrity-hacienda-dog-house%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dog house reminds of the White House. I wonder if all the First Dogs have something similar. However, the downside would be that "we the people" would be picking up his tab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUU2q7gXI/AAAAAAAADnM/9-4ZGWIHlmk/s1600/dog%2Bhouse.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559927194726924658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUU2q7gXI/AAAAAAAADnM/9-4ZGWIHlmk/s400/dog%2Bhouse.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUUWvpdAI/AAAAAAAADnE/E3sA10AFPIE/s1600/Kennel-Dog-House%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559927186156778498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUUWvpdAI/AAAAAAAADnE/E3sA10AFPIE/s400/Kennel-Dog-House%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUUFPkY2I/AAAAAAAADm8/mEBHtKBPw5I/s1600/luxury_dog_house_1%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559927181458826082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUUFPkY2I/AAAAAAAADm8/mEBHtKBPw5I/s400/luxury_dog_house_1%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Victorian. I think the Cocker Spanial is the perfect breed to live in this adorable house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUEtfqVmI/AAAAAAAADm0/5spxPF5fDtE/s1600/luxury_dog_house_4%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559926917385836130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUEtfqVmI/AAAAAAAADm0/5spxPF5fDtE/s400/luxury_dog_house_4%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pup looks as if he should be living in Miami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUEREkiRI/AAAAAAAADms/gtVHH3sto5Y/s1600/paris-hilton-dog-house%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559926909756016914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUEREkiRI/AAAAAAAADms/gtVHH3sto5Y/s400/paris-hilton-dog-house%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUEFBpQOI/AAAAAAAADmk/So0N_JtYeMM/s1600/paris_hilton_dog_house1%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559926906522517730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUEFBpQOI/AAAAAAAADmk/So0N_JtYeMM/s400/paris_hilton_dog_house1%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally in honor of my Swiss friend. I included a Swiss dog house. I have to admit I consider this to be the finest one of them all. Did you notice the Swiss flag in the background? Very clever indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUw6EKS_I/AAAAAAAADn0/6uAV9su3wOk/s1600/doghouse04%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559927676674395122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSjUw6EKS_I/AAAAAAAADn0/6uAV9su3wOk/s400/doghouse04%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puts a whole new meaning for "in the dog house" doesn't it? I hope y'all enjoyed the little tour of dog houses as much as I did. I would love to hear your thoughts and what house you liked the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-7261995984920754486?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/7261995984920754486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=7261995984920754486' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7261995984920754486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7261995984920754486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/01/dogs-life.html' title='A Dog&apos;s Life'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/p9y4iXAso4I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-5464102683091634676</id><published>2011-01-02T18:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:09:07.353-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Year's Resolution</title><content type='html'>Today is not only the second day of the New Year but also my first post of 2011. I thought I'd kick off my 2011 blog post with my New Year's Resolution. My resolution might seem to be a bit odd but to me it's very important. It's something I've missed in the past two years I've spent in Houston. My afternoon tea time. Yes, sounds a bit silly but oh how much I miss that tranquility. I use to treasure that time to sit down and savor a nice blend of Earl Grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lived back in Austin I use to host afternoon tea every Thursday afternoon. At times it seemed to be overwhelming as I juggled my schedule but it always paid off once everyone arrived. Catching up over a hot cup of tea made life that much more pleasurable. In Houston, things have been insanely busy and I have not hosted not one afternoon tea party. Not alone that it's hot and humid nearly 8 months out of the year. Who would want a hot cup of tea when the humidity level is at 90%?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to our relocation and enjoying those four seasons again. I'm positive that I'll be getting to know new friends over a nice cup of tea. What are your resolutions for the approaching year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEaIpBAtxI/AAAAAAAADmc/AapPYH-F9ko/s1600/tea-party%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557752150903273234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEaIpBAtxI/AAAAAAAADmc/AapPYH-F9ko/s400/tea-party%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“A woman is like a tea bag, you can not tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water” &lt;/em&gt;~ First Lady Nancy Reagan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEaIZq6Z7I/AAAAAAAADmU/RcgO76UGrL8/s1600/teacups_vintage_tea_party%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557752146784053170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEaIZq6Z7I/AAAAAAAADmU/RcgO76UGrL8/s400/teacups_vintage_tea_party%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZ12X-C7I/AAAAAAAADmM/pOSVS8Yuk-I/s1600/4bd57ac972817%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557751828071713714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZ12X-C7I/AAAAAAAADmM/pOSVS8Yuk-I/s400/4bd57ac972817%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea.” &lt;/em&gt;~Henry Fielding &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZ1n91ffI/AAAAAAAADmE/3WFrqqpb2Aw/s1600/setting-de%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557751824204004850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZ1n91ffI/AAAAAAAADmE/3WFrqqpb2Aw/s400/setting-de%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZ1rGMToI/AAAAAAAADl8/3mNJkFeaKjc/s1600/picture_122%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557751825044360834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZ1rGMToI/AAAAAAAADl8/3mNJkFeaKjc/s400/picture_122%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Each cup of tea represents an imaginary voyage" &lt;/em&gt;~Catherine Douzel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZmlrDWPI/AAAAAAAADl0/TLiKo8XOx64/s1600/20090613050%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557751565890312434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZmlrDWPI/AAAAAAAADl0/TLiKo8XOx64/s400/20090613050%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZmo2donI/AAAAAAAADls/y15uihNSrcU/s1600/20090608_TeaCupBouq%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557751566743478898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZmo2donI/AAAAAAAADls/y15uihNSrcU/s400/20090608_TeaCupBouq%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZmf6i-rI/AAAAAAAADlk/EafXEbIdUtw/s1600/j0178744.227174327_std%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557751564344687282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZmf6i-rI/AAAAAAAADlk/EafXEbIdUtw/s400/j0178744.227174327_std%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The spirit of the tea beverage is one of peace, comfort and refinement"&lt;/em&gt; ~ Arthur Gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZTsJX4FI/AAAAAAAADlc/qZsYqCI6RdQ/s1600/cakes_and_molly_025%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557751241210585170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZTsJX4FI/AAAAAAAADlc/qZsYqCI6RdQ/s400/cakes_and_molly_025%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZTdzMK7I/AAAAAAAADlU/oHKvTwepTEw/s1600/or_c3116100124895217310096%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557751237359446962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZTdzMK7I/AAAAAAAADlU/oHKvTwepTEw/s400/or_c3116100124895217310096%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ C.S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZTTJYPDI/AAAAAAAADlM/-Zu8wAyEhi4/s1600/An%252520Afternoon%252520Tea%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 324px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557751234499722290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEZTTJYPDI/AAAAAAAADlM/-Zu8wAyEhi4/s400/An%252520Afternoon%252520Tea%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-5464102683091634676?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/5464102683091634676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=5464102683091634676' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/5464102683091634676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/5464102683091634676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-new-years-resolution.html' title='My New Year&apos;s Resolution'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TSEaIpBAtxI/AAAAAAAADmc/AapPYH-F9ko/s72-c/tea-party%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-2106409704553806759</id><published>2010-12-29T14:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T15:48:43.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qyBzq-8--e8" frameborder="0" width="480" type="text/html"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I came across this little clip and had to use it in my New Year's post. I would have loved to have been a guest at one of those fabulous New Year's Eve parties back then. I would have worn a glamorous dress and danced my feet off. This year we do not have plans. I believe we might watch movies and order some take out. We are preparing to move soon so we are mostly concentrating on getting as much rest during this holiday season as we can. As soon as we bring in the New Year we know that things are about to get very busy. 2011 has a lot of life changing events but we are eager to start the next chapter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I reflect on this past year I have written down the top 10 highlights of 2010.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.) My husband became a free agent and began consulting on his own. His reputation paid off and he was awarded numerous contracts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.) We became completely debt free.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.) We spent a week in New Orleans for a conference. I got to relax, shop, and eat around our old stomping grounds. It was a fabulous trip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.) My husband enrolled into the Princeton Review and took the LSAT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.) We successfully got a hospital through a state inspection within 30 days setting a new record not only in the Houston area but for the state of Texas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6.) We visited old friends in Bayou Country.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.) My husband gave a presentation he wrote regarding the new health bill and was invited to speak at the capital in Austin during the 2011 session.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8.) We became more involved in Medical Missions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9.) My husband got accepted into Law School.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10.) We spent our last Christmas in the Lone Star.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't wait to see what 2011 will bring us. Wishing y'all a very blessed and healthy New Year.&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/8304541891864540699-2106409704553806759?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/2106409704553806759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=2106409704553806759' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/2106409704553806759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/2106409704553806759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qyBzq-8--e8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-7133707570416935877</id><published>2010-12-23T16:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T16:10:39.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TRPIg-NxJQI/AAAAAAAADlA/FYGh8EbSD8c/s1600/9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554003234260067586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TRPIg-NxJQI/AAAAAAAADlA/FYGh8EbSD8c/s400/9.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TRPIgBcADTI/AAAAAAAADk4/ZcAmh_j9lCI/s1600/christmas.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554003217945201970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TRPIgBcADTI/AAAAAAAADk4/ZcAmh_j9lCI/s400/christmas.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TRPIgMAt3AI/AAAAAAAADkw/l2F4v37kVb8/s1600/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554003220783553538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TRPIgMAt3AI/AAAAAAAADkw/l2F4v37kVb8/s400/4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TRPIQfGESjI/AAAAAAAADko/xopi-irUuqg/s1600/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554002951028361778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TRPIQfGESjI/AAAAAAAADko/xopi-irUuqg/s400/2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TRPIQMvyF6I/AAAAAAAADkg/koO4IoOupN4/s1600/11.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554002946103056290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TRPIQMvyF6I/AAAAAAAADkg/koO4IoOupN4/s400/11.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TRPIP8dkGxI/AAAAAAAADkY/H5k_k7SlUww/s1600/10.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554002941731674898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TRPIP8dkGxI/AAAAAAAADkY/H5k_k7SlUww/s400/10.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-7133707570416935877?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/7133707570416935877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=7133707570416935877' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7133707570416935877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7133707570416935877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TRPIg-NxJQI/AAAAAAAADlA/FYGh8EbSD8c/s72-c/9.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-6402369715242760770</id><published>2010-12-16T18:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T18:08:12.127-06:00</updated><title type='text'>jazz christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KmEMcWFa0v8?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-6402369715242760770?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/6402369715242760770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=6402369715242760770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6402369715242760770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6402369715242760770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/12/jazz-christmas.html' title='jazz christmas'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KmEMcWFa0v8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-4690835602919640412</id><published>2010-12-14T11:36:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T12:19:08.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'>San Antonio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My husband and I spent an some time over in San Antonio this past weekend. I love San Antonio during the month of December. Even with pictures I can't describe how beautiful and festive the River Walk is during the holidays. I enjoy it so much and considering that we are about to move we wanted to take the boat ride around the waterways for one last tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQetjvGMTII/AAAAAAAADjI/kVye3T0dwIo/s1600/DSCN3293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550595895206890626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQetjvGMTII/AAAAAAAADjI/kVye3T0dwIo/s400/DSCN3293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the same stage that you saw Sandra Bullock in the movie Miss Congeniality. To tell you the truth I've never stopped to take in a show. Out of all these years living in Texas and visiting the River Walk I never did. I've glanced here and there as I was passing by but one day I'll have to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQesrJmPXLI/AAAAAAAADjA/FG4cVzrKq74/s1600/DSCN3326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550594923068087474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQesrJmPXLI/AAAAAAAADjA/FG4cVzrKq74/s400/DSCN3326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just adore all these historic buildings in the downtown area. San Antonio is rich in history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQesqp0sgKI/AAAAAAAADi4/YOYOPRSfXCU/s1600/DSCN3302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550594914538782882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQesqp0sgKI/AAAAAAAADi4/YOYOPRSfXCU/s400/DSCN3302.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute little horse and carriage. That horse is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQesqJiIi1I/AAAAAAAADiw/nxK-rTxfww4/s1600/DSCN3270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550594905870994258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQesqJiIi1I/AAAAAAAADiw/nxK-rTxfww4/s400/DSCN3270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guards are singing in Spanish in their traditional uniforms. It really sets the mood while crossing the courtyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQesp2anQWI/AAAAAAAADio/E69bXL-3AAk/s1600/DSCN3320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550594900739178850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQesp2anQWI/AAAAAAAADio/E69bXL-3AAk/s400/DSCN3320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550594140675050178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQer9m9NCsI/AAAAAAAADig/V9Cselygykw/s400/DSCN3337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this picture gorgeous!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQer9Qkh95I/AAAAAAAADiY/oLnXlGoBLZQ/s1600/DSCN3344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550594134665983890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQer9Qkh95I/AAAAAAAADiY/oLnXlGoBLZQ/s400/DSCN3344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQer89z9GLI/AAAAAAAADiQ/3xDxtnf6eNE/s1600/DSCN3353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550594129630402738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQer89z9GLI/AAAAAAAADiQ/3xDxtnf6eNE/s400/DSCN3353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second night we drove north of the city to the Hill Country. We stayed a fabulous resort. The name JW Marriott San Antonio &lt;a href="http://www.jwsanantonio.com/"&gt;http://www.jwsanantonio.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQexyHnI9lI/AAAAAAAADjo/sJH2L7FZMhM/s1600/000484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550600540352214610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQexyHnI9lI/AAAAAAAADjo/sJH2L7FZMhM/s400/000484.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQexxyZ3U-I/AAAAAAAADjg/Qhj_tsVi6mE/s1600/000393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550600534659388386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQexxyZ3U-I/AAAAAAAADjg/Qhj_tsVi6mE/s400/000393.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQexxtUs8oI/AAAAAAAADjY/2hgz8wTl7r8/s1600/000394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550600533295559298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQexxtUs8oI/AAAAAAAADjY/2hgz8wTl7r8/s400/000394.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the view from our balcony looking over the Hill Country. They had a fantastic golf course, spa, restaurants, etc. However, we were so busy with a conference that we didn't have much time to take advantage of all the amenities. If you are looking for a quick getaway I highly recommend this resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQeyQXHQNSI/AAAAAAAADjw/i_S7mjVwAN0/s1600/DSCN3366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550601059909514530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQeyQXHQNSI/AAAAAAAADjw/i_S7mjVwAN0/s400/DSCN3366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-4690835602919640412?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/4690835602919640412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=4690835602919640412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/4690835602919640412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/4690835602919640412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/12/san-antonio.html' title='San Antonio'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TQetjvGMTII/AAAAAAAADjI/kVye3T0dwIo/s72-c/DSCN3293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-2271426904216204169</id><published>2010-12-04T20:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T21:51:22.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Y'all, I'm so excited!!!</title><content type='html'>I've shared with y'all that my husband has decided to go to law school. Well, this past Friday we got the big news. He got into his #1 choice. Looks like we are moving to Mississippi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited about this next chapter in our lives. However, I'm a bit overwhelmed with leaving the Lone Star. We've been calling Texas our home for nearly 6 years. It will be strange not to be a Texan any longer. I remember pulling into Austin and unloading the moving boxes from my car. It seems so long ago. I also remember getting the news that we had to move to Houston for work. I thought the traffic was bad in Austin, ha! Houston definitely takes the cake on traffic. It seems like only yesterday turning the key to the front door of this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what my first memory will be of Mississippi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPsCAmOQOrI/AAAAAAAADhw/cndCnIV54_o/s1600/mississippi-welcome-sign-close-up%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547029575320484530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPsCAmOQOrI/AAAAAAAADhw/cndCnIV54_o/s400/mississippi-welcome-sign-close-up%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPsCAo8NMBI/AAAAAAAADho/YoDVac9WauU/s1600/870502961_c0fb6c1209%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547029576050094098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPsCAo8NMBI/AAAAAAAADho/YoDVac9WauU/s400/870502961_c0fb6c1209%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPsCAcuPToI/AAAAAAAADhg/pVf_wm5mjgQ/s1600/Magnolia_flower_Duke_campus%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547029572770287234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPsCAcuPToI/AAAAAAAADhg/pVf_wm5mjgQ/s400/Magnolia_flower_Duke_campus%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Friday I happened to be driving by one of my favorite thrift shops in Houston. I ran in for a quick tour and came across the most divine little set of plates. I really like the dark blue pattern. I have the perfect cobalt blue goblets that will look perfect with them. I imagined that they would be fab for a summer brunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPr5caIMs-I/AAAAAAAADhY/446nwuzvjJg/s1600/DSCN3170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547020157505549282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPr5caIMs-I/AAAAAAAADhY/446nwuzvjJg/s400/DSCN3170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPr5cIcBgFI/AAAAAAAADhQ/8li4bp6Tja0/s1600/DSCN3172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547020152756863058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPr5cIcBgFI/AAAAAAAADhQ/8li4bp6Tja0/s400/DSCN3172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted to share my little miniature portrait of Napoleon. I happened to spot this little jewel at an estate sale. However, you wouldn't believe what I paid for it. I managed to pick up this little guy for only $20.00!!! On my holiday trip over to Bayou Country my husband and I spotted a few in a pricey antique shop. They were the exact frame and backing as my little Napoleon. However, they were priced over $700.00!!! Yes, I believe that I hit the jackpot. I doubt I'll ever find another miniature portrait (not be mistaken for miniatures) again at this price. I did find a scratch that I'm hoping a dab of black paint will fix. This will be going in my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPr5bhxs3PI/AAAAAAAADhI/bmyYT20MRAI/s1600/DSCN3197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547020142378802418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPr5bhxs3PI/AAAAAAAADhI/bmyYT20MRAI/s400/DSCN3197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPr5bSAGW8I/AAAAAAAADhA/-wF2gW6Lyhw/s1600/DSCN3198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547020138144226242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPr5bSAGW8I/AAAAAAAADhA/-wF2gW6Lyhw/s400/DSCN3198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-2271426904216204169?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/2271426904216204169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=2271426904216204169' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/2271426904216204169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/2271426904216204169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/12/yall-im-so-excited.html' title='Y&apos;all, I&apos;m so excited!!!'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPsCAmOQOrI/AAAAAAAADhw/cndCnIV54_o/s72-c/mississippi-welcome-sign-close-up%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-4318097926709850275</id><published>2010-11-27T20:33:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T22:04:32.752-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tablescape</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a fantastic Thanksgiving. We had a wonderful holiday. My husband and I spent it over in Cajun Country this year. It was so relaxing and we enjoyed catching up with our Cajun friends. Our friends have a cottage just outside of Lafayette that we love to stay in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this the most adorable cottage?  Let me tell you, it's the best way to enjoy a relaxing time on the Bayou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHDUYGUUXI/AAAAAAAADfg/gPd12V1YRs0/s1600/cottage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544427371103539570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHDUYGUUXI/AAAAAAAADfg/gPd12V1YRs0/s400/cottage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHDUA-HFXI/AAAAAAAADfY/QH2iDXrN8Bw/s1600/rocking%2Bchairs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544427364895102322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHDUA-HFXI/AAAAAAAADfY/QH2iDXrN8Bw/s400/rocking%2Bchairs.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My husband and I spent Thanksgiving day just the two of us. I hit Hobby Lobby prior to our trip and purchased some fabric as a tablecloth. I put together a little romantic dinner for us to celebrate the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHDGY6WIaI/AAAAAAAADfQ/aidyFseSQT0/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544427130803593634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHDGY6WIaI/AAAAAAAADfQ/aidyFseSQT0/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHDGJzwknI/AAAAAAAADfI/rB-bNeCH5eE/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544427126749434482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHDGJzwknI/AAAAAAAADfI/rB-bNeCH5eE/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across these amber wine glasses at Pier 1 this season. They just screamed Thanksgiving so I felt I had to incorporate them into my tablescape this year. The candlesticks were purchased at a thrift store over the summer for only a $1.oo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHCyluWbBI/AAAAAAAADfA/KJnS500fgeE/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544426790645558290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHCyluWbBI/AAAAAAAADfA/KJnS500fgeE/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few months ago I noticed that Hobby Lobby had a 50% sale on all of their faux fruit. I quickly gathered all the grapes and plums I could find. They were the closest to the harvest decor I had envisioned. Next year I'll add acorns and perhaps some wheat to the theme. However, this year my table was so small it wasn't worth packing as I was limited to room due to traveling during the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHCxuBY2_I/AAAAAAAADe4/U0bsb4NNUcw/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544426775693024242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHCxuBY2_I/AAAAAAAADe4/U0bsb4NNUcw/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop at the fruit as I wanted to add a little twist to my plates. It's the little details that really make the table pop and I wanted to make our Thanksgiving special even though it was just going to be us.  So I made this accent by twisting a few silk flowers and ribbon together and adding them on top of the plates. I was pleased with the results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHCxWWtwqI/AAAAAAAADew/72KFsXqG_FQ/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544426769340023458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHCxWWtwqI/AAAAAAAADew/72KFsXqG_FQ/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHCxNRpQ6I/AAAAAAAADeo/xszt3DphDW8/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544426766902838178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHCxNRpQ6I/AAAAAAAADeo/xszt3DphDW8/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my Johnson Brothers Heritage Hall plates. I thought the colors would be perfect for my Thanksgiving tablescape. I've always been a fan of Spode's Woodland collection and noticed the similarities with the color and scroll patterns with the Heritage Hall plates. I'm so happy I decided to purchase these and they really fit my personality more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHCH-zfvlI/AAAAAAAADeg/NneAiIFMxnI/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544426058643652178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHCH-zfvlI/AAAAAAAADeg/NneAiIFMxnI/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite plate. It is the salad plate but look closely at the scene. It's an old picture of the French Quarter in New Orleans. I truly couldn't have passed up buying these plates once I saw New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHCACTUmoI/AAAAAAAADeY/wxQm8D5OfN4/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544425922143492738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHCACTUmoI/AAAAAAAADeY/wxQm8D5OfN4/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And y'all know how much I adore plantations. Plantations and New Orleans....could it get any better? I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHB_620kbI/AAAAAAAADeQ/d3SGhnqKgnA/s1600/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544425920144904626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHB_620kbI/AAAAAAAADeQ/d3SGhnqKgnA/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a gorgeous day on Thanksgiving day. It was 85 degrees!!! However, that night we had a huge thunderstorm roll in and the temperature dropped to 43 degrees. That's a big drop, y'all. Thankfully I brought a jacket and sweater. The storm was so powerful that it knocked the power out in half of Lafayette.  Thankfully when we returned out little cottage had power and was quite warm and cozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHB_kPUOtI/AAAAAAAADeI/V375O2g6Qo8/s1600/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544425914073627346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHB_kPUOtI/AAAAAAAADeI/V375O2g6Qo8/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the view from the side porch. I cracked open the side kitchen door as I was cooking up our holiday meal. I had Zydeco music playing in the back ground and the birds were all singing in a bush near the porch. It was picture perfect and will always warm my heart as a fond memory. Reminds me of being at my grandparents house when I was a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHAMLKf5OI/AAAAAAAADeA/GGEPLUtnMkY/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544423931657577698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHAMLKf5OI/AAAAAAAADeA/GGEPLUtnMkY/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can see in the distance the small lake. In the morning you see the steam come off the water. It makes for a beautiful picture but unfortunately I didn't remember to take one. Next trip I'll be sure to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHAL7LAEqI/AAAAAAAADd4/627JAOrzrso/s1600/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544423927364719266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHAL7LAEqI/AAAAAAAADd4/627JAOrzrso/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful cottage, beautiful day, beautiful view, beautiful table, beautiful meal, and of course....my beautiful husband. This was a great Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHALJ7SbzI/AAAAAAAADdw/mQzOjn_blag/s1600/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544423914145476402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHALJ7SbzI/AAAAAAAADdw/mQzOjn_blag/s400/15.JPG" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-4318097926709850275?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/4318097926709850275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=4318097926709850275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/4318097926709850275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/4318097926709850275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-tablescape.html' title='Thanksgiving Tablescape'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TPHDUYGUUXI/AAAAAAAADfg/gPd12V1YRs0/s72-c/cottage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-4322921435883501232</id><published>2010-11-21T12:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T12:33:30.838-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOlhJU-7DpI/AAAAAAAADdo/WdIMY9KTr_k/s1600/101572808%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542067629335449234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOlhJU-7DpI/AAAAAAAADdo/WdIMY9KTr_k/s400/101572808%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to wish y'all a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday before I leave town. My husband and I are heading over to Bayou Country to celebrate the festivities. We will be staying in our friend's little cozy cottage. I always look forward to visiting our Cajun friends and enjoying all that wonderful Cajun/Creole cuisine. This year I found a new recipe for pumpkin pie. I'm going to attempt to make it on Thanksgiving. I'm a bit nervous to try a new recipe on the big day so please wish me luck. If it's good I'll be sure to share with y'all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Things I'm Thankful for during this Thanksgiving Holiday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1.) My husband- I have an amazing husband and I feel very blessed to have a good marriage. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2.) My health- I need to drop a few pounds but I've been hitting the gym. Other than that I'm in good health. I know a lot of people who have health problems so I count this as a big blessing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3.) My freedom- As annoyed as I get with our nation's politics I'm still proud to be an American and very grateful for my freedom. Many women in parts of this world do not have the freedom that we have here in the United States. I'm thankful to all the men and women in uniform who've made this possible for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4.) Peace- Sounds a bit silly but it's true. I've grown in the past two years and become more secure in my own skin, dropped toxic people from my life, tapped into the desires and goals in my heart, and learned to manage the chaos life's challenges brings me. I'm happy where I am, who I've become, and where I'm heading in life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5.) Faith-I can't imagine not having a relationship with God. My faith grows as I watch my prayers answered daily. He is the reason I can press on during difficult times and the reason the impossible becomes possible giving me hope. Trusting the Lord is a difficult thing to do but it's also exciting and brings me joy in any situation that comes my way. This Thanksgiving I will make it a point to praise and thank Him for all that He does for me and my family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would love to hear your "Thankful List" this Holiday Season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We Give Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Our Father in Heaven,&lt;br /&gt;We give thanks for the pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Of gathering together for this occasion.&lt;br /&gt;We give thanks for this food&lt;br /&gt;Prepared by loving hands.&lt;br /&gt;We give thanks for life,&lt;br /&gt;The freedom to enjoy it all&lt;br /&gt;And all other blessings.&lt;br /&gt;As we partake of this food,&lt;br /&gt;We pray for health and strength&lt;br /&gt;To carry on and try to live as You would have us.&lt;br /&gt;This we ask in the name of Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Our Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--Harry Jewell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be safe and eat a piece of pumpkin pie for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-4322921435883501232?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/4322921435883501232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=4322921435883501232' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/4322921435883501232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/4322921435883501232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOlhJU-7DpI/AAAAAAAADdo/WdIMY9KTr_k/s72-c/101572808%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-6595677723524532333</id><published>2010-11-18T12:03:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T17:45:58.897-06:00</updated><title type='text'>King Edward Hotel</title><content type='html'>I've been on the road this past week. My husband has decided to take the big plunge and go after a law degree. He has been working more and more in health care politics and development. He sees a entirely new venue to broaden his expertise in his field. In October he took the LSAT and scored very well and has been receiving scholarship offers from several schools out of state. We decided to take each opportunity into consideration by touring the school and programs. I enjoy a good road trip from time to time. This trip lead us through three southern states and y'all know how much I enjoy all that southern history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were in Jackson, Mississippi I managed to slip away and walk through the historic downtown area. They have a lot of new construction and renovating going on down there. Mississippi truly knows what southern hospitality is all about. These were some of the nicest people I've met. Everyone treats you like an old friend or family. And the restaurants are full of fantastic cuisine. As I was enjoying lunch I asked a gent about the historic district. I found a lot of fascinating landmarks that I just couldn't wait to share with y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how much I love historical homes and normally when I find time I try to post on one. I do not know why or where this passion came from. My home is full of old architectural and plantation books. I get giddy as I enter an old building, I run my hands across the walls, study the lines of the building, and inhale the old musky fragrance. I begin to fantasize of who might have walked the same halls and what the structure might have looked like during that era. Yes, I'm obsessed for historical homes and architecture. And I just found my next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWlHOdlfWI/AAAAAAAADdQ/IqwrkJeD0no/s1600/4950287454_3cfe5e9901_b%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541016460109118818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWlHOdlfWI/AAAAAAAADdQ/IqwrkJeD0no/s400/4950287454_3cfe5e9901_b%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the King Edward Hotel located in downtown Jackson, Mississippi. The original site was known as the Confederate House but was destroyed during the Civil War. Jackson sits on the Pearl River and during the Civil War the Union Army captured the city after they defeated the Confederacy in the Battle of Vicksburg. The troops were force to flee to Jackson but the Yankee's under General William Tecumseh Sherman's command tore through the city. They looted and burned most of the structures at that time. The Confederate House was one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOW1kGBYdII/AAAAAAAADdg/Wl885P4TvOA/s1600/Battle_of_Vicksburg%252C_Kurz_and_Allison%255B1%255D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541034548245591170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOW1kGBYdII/AAAAAAAADdg/Wl885P4TvOA/s400/Battle_of_Vicksburg%252C_Kurz_and_Allison%255B1%255D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Battle of Vicksburg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOW0_OynxyI/AAAAAAAADdY/hIF5vlEkt1U/s1600/472px-William-Tecumseh-Sherman%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541033914944440098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOW0_OynxyI/AAAAAAAADdY/hIF5vlEkt1U/s400/472px-William-Tecumseh-Sherman%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yankee General William Tecumseh Sherman &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Confederate House was reopened in 1867 as the Edwards House, after "Major" R.O. Edwards who built it. Then in 1923, the structure was redesigned by an architect, William Nolan, from New Orleans. It became a 12 story posh hotel where all of Jackson's high society and politics came to mingle during the rolling twenties and for the following forty years. I would have given anything to have been able to have seen this with my own eyes. Can you imagine the fantastic parties?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1955, a wealthy automobile dealer and investor, R.E. "Dumas" Milner, purchased the property. Again, the hotel was renovated to more of a modernist style. However, many of the original details were kept in the design (thank goodness). The local economy fell on hard times and the hotel was forced to close in 1967. Although the Edwards House was placed on the National Register of Historic Places, the site became inhabitable. The once magnificent hotel had become overwhelmed with the city's homeless and was completely run down. So sad when you think of how much history surrounded it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWjcr2NlYI/AAAAAAAADbw/kRvobYkUUJ0/s1600/2487072_Normal%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541014629751035266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWjcr2NlYI/AAAAAAAADbw/kRvobYkUUJ0/s400/2487072_Normal%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What she looks like now &amp;amp; below is in her sad state&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWjc_ACcGI/AAAAAAAADb4/tlKzNWK6ZUg/s1600/king_edward_exit_blog%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 396px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541014634892521570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWjc_ACcGI/AAAAAAAADb4/tlKzNWK6ZUg/s400/king_edward_exit_blog%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWkQ4NNzjI/AAAAAAAADcQ/GCw-vTGeNxM/s1600/2902488462_7af44ff510%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541015526421941810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWkQ4NNzjI/AAAAAAAADcQ/GCw-vTGeNxM/s400/2902488462_7af44ff510%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWkPbX4pSI/AAAAAAAADcI/JBb8eUFTTxI/s1600/2331980345_bba0c8a2cd_o%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541015501502194978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWkPbX4pSI/AAAAAAAADcI/JBb8eUFTTxI/s400/2331980345_bba0c8a2cd_o%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWjdcER54I/AAAAAAAADcA/L4ymJbarcpI/s1600/2331980197_0767c46e0a_o%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541014642694940546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWjdcER54I/AAAAAAAADcA/L4ymJbarcpI/s400/2331980197_0767c46e0a_o%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numerous attempts to restore the southern gem to her beauty failed and the citizens began discussing a potential demolition of the building. However, the Jackson city leaders began successfully planning to revitalize the downtown area. And in December of 2006, Watkins Partners, former New Orleans Saints running back Deuce McAllister and Historic Restoration Inc. of New Orleans worked together to restore the old hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm pleased to report that the King Edward hotel is open for business. She's a signature Hilton Garden Inn with 186 rooms, 64 luxury apartments, a fabulous restaurant and bar, coffee shop, retail shops, and a fitness center. The renovation cost nearly $90 million dollars and was completed in December of 2009. If y'all are ever traveling through Jackson, Mississippi stop by and take a look. The staff is very friendly and the hotel is an impressive piece of history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWlAOpfXiI/AAAAAAAADdI/3V0pX-SMMm8/s1600/3921263213_f253fae866%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541016339899964962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWlAOpfXiI/AAAAAAAADdI/3V0pX-SMMm8/s400/3921263213_f253fae866%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWk_8CmlTI/AAAAAAAADdA/lN9EBV-vswY/s1600/029581B%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541016334905021746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWk_8CmlTI/AAAAAAAADdA/lN9EBV-vswY/s400/029581B%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TOWk_bYxMRI/AAAAAAAADc4/13xc27viIMM/s1600/4193454548_8f75efb009%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538526913508386370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNzM4iqbpkI/AAAAAAAADbY/IfTJa_Xq8kQ/s400/a_george_iii_walnut_wing_armchair_third_quarter_18th_century_d5377764h%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNzM4r1kBrI/AAAAAAAADbQ/dgdadcdZN_o/s1600/a_french_ormolu_three-light_lampe_bouillotte_of_louis_xvi_style_20th_c_d5377672h%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538526915970991794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNzM4r1kBrI/AAAAAAAADbQ/dgdadcdZN_o/s400/a_french_ormolu_three-light_lampe_bouillotte_of_louis_xvi_style_20th_c_d5377672h%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNzMr2AyJ6I/AAAAAAAADbI/ZchwDhf2hRc/s1600/Mason-duck-decoys-side-AA0906-de%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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My favorite Feberge's are those dated back in the late 1800's (1885-1917). I would have loved to have seen Russia during the 1800's. Moscow and St. Petersburg must have been a sight to see under the Romanov's rule. The assassination of Nicholas II and his family has always intrigued me. Ever since I was a little girl I've always been fascinated with Russian history. The palaces and cities were once truly magnificent and now they are in such a sad state. However, Russia still has great musicians, artists, novelists, and athletes. It's a very interesting country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMePnDZdwI/AAAAAAAADZQ/8wtNGmSqhTQ/s1600/399px-Nicholas_II_of_Russia_painted_by_Earnest_Lipgart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535801620498577154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMePnDZdwI/AAAAAAAADZQ/8wtNGmSqhTQ/s400/399px-Nicholas_II_of_Russia_painted_by_Earnest_Lipgart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas II ruled from 1894 until his assassination in 1918. During his reign Russia was one of the greatest and powerful nations in the world but it's economy and military collapsed. Nicholas II approved the Russian mobilization of August 1914, that entered them into the fatal step into World War I. Less than four years later the Romanov's dynasty was assassinated during the Revolution of 1917. His wife, his son, four daughters, doctor, Tsar's valet, Empress' lady-in-waiting, and the family cook were all executed in the same room by the Bolsheviks one July night in 1918.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMePGN8yHI/AAAAAAAADZI/TmOezI8jUZw/s1600/426px-Engagement_official_picture_of_Alexandra_and_Nicholas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535801611684464754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMePGN8yHI/AAAAAAAADZI/TmOezI8jUZw/s400/426px-Engagement_official_picture_of_Alexandra_and_Nicholas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is truly one of the most exciting historical stories in World History. I'm sure everyone remembers the Disney movie, Anastasia. Well, this was written after the Romanov family. Here is photograph of the real Anastasia and Rasputin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMd1rggFWI/AAAAAAAADZA/5qDrRpan11Y/s1600/Anastasia1997%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535801175017788770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMd1rggFWI/AAAAAAAADZA/5qDrRpan11Y/s400/Anastasia1997%5B2%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMd1SaETXI/AAAAAAAADY4/jbrfeTtNI6Q/s1600/s6q1kl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 371px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535801168279915890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMd1SaETXI/AAAAAAAADY4/jbrfeTtNI6Q/s400/s6q1kl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice the Faberge Egg her grandmother gave her in the movie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMd05N4TYI/AAAAAAAADYw/_XErZr2OFyw/s1600/434px-Grand_Duchess_Anastasia_Nikolaevna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535801161517911426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMd05N4TYI/AAAAAAAADYw/_XErZr2OFyw/s400/434px-Grand_Duchess_Anastasia_Nikolaevna.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMd0YHo9nI/AAAAAAAADYo/3-tiQNLYy_c/s1600/451PX-~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535801152633370226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMd0YHo9nI/AAAAAAAADYo/3-tiQNLYy_c/s400/451PX-~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the most famous Faberge eggs were created for Nicholas II of Russia. Out of 50 eggs, only 42 survived. 8 eggs have been reported lost never to be seen again. There were two eggs that were never delivered because the Romanov family was assassinated that year in 1918.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The luxury eggs are made out of precious metals and stones. The Faberge Imperial Easter Eggs are regarded as the greatest series of Faberge Eggs in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMfQ0PN23I/AAAAAAAADZo/H7ac-s-jC6w/s1600/memory+of+Azov+Egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 324px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535802740729305970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMfQ0PN23I/AAAAAAAADZo/H7ac-s-jC6w/s400/memory+of+Azov+Egg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMfQWgUVZI/AAAAAAAADZg/j1MnCiv0r40/s1600/moscow+kremlin+egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535802732747969938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMfQWgUVZI/AAAAAAAADZg/j1MnCiv0r40/s400/moscow+kremlin+egg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMfP4pyTbI/AAAAAAAADZY/h-nki0ZRsLE/s1600/peter+the+great+egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535802724734619058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMfP4pyTbI/AAAAAAAADZY/h-nki0ZRsLE/s400/peter+the+great+egg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a rare picture of the Necessaire Egg. The Necessaire was one of the Tsar Imperial Faberge eggs. It is one of the fifty-two jeweled eggs made under the supervision of Peter Carl Faberge. The Necessaire was given to Alexander III who presented it to his wife, Maria Feodorovana in 1889. After the 1917 revolution that killed Nicholas II and his family, the egg was seized as the rest of the imperial eggs and has never been seen again. Some say that the eggs were sent to the Armory Palace in Kremlin. However, the whereabouts of the egg is unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March 2008, the British magazine Country Life identified the Necessaire egg in a photograph dated in 1949. A picture of the Necessaire didn't exist so this was big news. The photograph was taken at the Wartski's with Countess of Suffolk and Sacheverell Sitwell looking at a display. However, in the corner you will see the Necessaire Egg in a glass case. I doubt they had known they were only inches away from one of the most famous Faberge eggs in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535773981170835442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMFGyiJn_I/AAAAAAAADYg/6LeZBqXpLQg/s400/nec-egg-cl.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside is believed to hold a 13 diamond-encrusted woman's manicure set. Similar to this one but the egg has never been photographed so they used this egg as an example of what they think is inside. However, the 13 diamond-encrusted set must be out of this world in person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMFGsN8KlI/AAAAAAAADYY/ryriJbHJlVk/s1600/hm12_1_13_4_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535773979475454546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMFGsN8KlI/AAAAAAAADYY/ryriJbHJlVk/s400/hm12_1_13_4_big.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8304541891864540699-3093260148567232291?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/3093260148567232291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=3093260148567232291' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/3093260148567232291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/3093260148567232291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/11/ive-always-been-fascinated-with-russian.html' title='Faberge Eggs'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TNMePnDZdwI/AAAAAAAADZQ/8wtNGmSqhTQ/s72-c/399px-Nicholas_II_of_Russia_painted_by_Earnest_Lipgart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-1578240419574721495</id><published>2010-11-01T07:30:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T09:09:58.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN WEEKEND</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a wonderful Halloween weekend. Ours was busy. We finally made it to the polls on Friday afternoon for early voting. The polls were held at our community's new library. I was pleased to finally find an opportunity to visit. We have a fabulous modern two story library that was just built a year ago. You can even go online and reserve your books. They will have them waiting at the pick up counter for you. Completely opposite from what I grew up with (Dewey decimal system). Yep, we had to actually put a little effort into locating the book we wanted back then. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our new library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM69pggi5BI/AAAAAAAADXo/sW6yDiv3cHs/s1600/4191084584_e861322a4e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534569512883643410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM69pggi5BI/AAAAAAAADXo/sW6yDiv3cHs/s400/4191084584_e861322a4e_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We unfortunately weren't the only people who thought of early voting on Friday afternoon. The parking lot was so crowded that we had to park on the street. Then we stood in line for almost an hour. The line snaked outside and inside the building. One man standing in line behind us made everyone chuckle as he said we were all last minute early voters, Ha! Watch there will hardly be anyone in line on Tuesday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pictures I found of new library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM69btEHpsI/AAAAAAAADXg/QkPS5ubClMg/s1600/4191084432_ea8f240c1e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534569275735910082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM69btEHpsI/AAAAAAAADXg/QkPS5ubClMg/s320/4191084432_ea8f240c1e_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM69bak-PmI/AAAAAAAADXY/NSuVwFsh7AQ/s1600/4190322687_bfc0f529b1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534569270773431906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM69bak-PmI/AAAAAAAADXY/NSuVwFsh7AQ/s320/4190322687_bfc0f529b1_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Do y'all remember Spy vs. Spy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM69a-VGOgI/AAAAAAAADXQ/EqsgVqlnz74/s1600/3480269943_f4852a7ab0_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534569263190653442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM69a-VGOgI/AAAAAAAADXQ/EqsgVqlnz74/s320/3480269943_f4852a7ab0_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we also had a big visit from Texas Governor Rick Perry. He came to visit our community to thank everyone for their support during his campaign. I've met Governor Perry a few years ago when we lived back in Austin. He's really down to earth and a funny guy. He has sort of a John Wayne characteristic about him that I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM7Dv4n7cGI/AAAAAAAADXw/kt3DAmVxpT8/s1600/3838140406_f0cf31d792_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534576219506045026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM7Dv4n7cGI/AAAAAAAADXw/kt3DAmVxpT8/s400/3838140406_f0cf31d792_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a house in our neighborhood (2 streets over) that builds a haunted house for the neighborhood kids. One of our neighbors says the man is an engineer and his neighbor is a software engineer. They start working on the haunted house six months in advance. They have special effects, lighting, and all. This brings a lot of kids to our neighborhood so you can imagine the trick or treating scene around here. Last year and this year we have run out of candy (big Costco size bags). Thankfully the little ones received the most candy out of the group that visited our house. My favorite costumes this year was a little girl (2 years old) dressed as a bumble bee  and another girl (6 years old) dressed as a big piece of candy corn. They were both really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our weekend was a busy one I didn't have a lot of time to decorate for Halloween. However, I did manage to make my traditional chicken &amp;amp; dumplings for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534559268390081154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM60VMy8koI/AAAAAAAADXA/5fBx1LEi-iY/s320/1.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new pumpkin soup tureen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM642Iui9cI/AAAAAAAADXI/TCjmOxPBZTg/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534564232280077762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM642Iui9cI/AAAAAAAADXI/TCjmOxPBZTg/s320/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pumpkin bowls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM60Uz8a94I/AAAAAAAADW4/ezEXfMy809U/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534559261718935426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM60Uz8a94I/AAAAAAAADW4/ezEXfMy809U/s320/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little scarecrow that I found at a thrift shop for only a $1.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM60UhtbBEI/AAAAAAAADWw/moSasezQPZY/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534559256824185922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM60UhtbBEI/AAAAAAAADWw/moSasezQPZY/s320/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband's great great grandmother's oil lamp from the Civil War&lt;br /&gt;I put a bow on it and stuck it on the table as an accent piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM60UWwT3hI/AAAAAAAADWo/Z3E5Ua6FYjw/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534559253883510290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM60UWwT3hI/AAAAAAAADWo/Z3E5Ua6FYjw/s320/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How was your Halloween weekend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&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/8304541891864540699-1578240419574721495?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/1578240419574721495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=1578240419574721495' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1578240419574721495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1578240419574721495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-weekend.html' title='HALLOWEEN WEEKEND'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TM69pggi5BI/AAAAAAAADXo/sW6yDiv3cHs/s72-c/4191084584_e861322a4e_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-1619777616908283652</id><published>2010-10-23T21:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T22:35:13.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farmer's Market</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day. My husband and I drove down to the city and stumbled across the best Farmer's Market in all of Houston. We spent at least a good 2 hours and still didn't manage to go through the entire market. We kept taking bags of produce back to the car so we could return with more and more. By the time we pulled off the entire back of the car was filled with produce. I even purchased 4 pumpkins. I can't wait to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOX7BAUtHI/AAAAAAAADWI/spfHfR_7FRU/s1600/prodce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531431807478969458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOX7BAUtHI/AAAAAAAADWI/spfHfR_7FRU/s320/prodce.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you know me well you'll understand why I'm so excited. I love to cook. If I'm not hunting down antiques, playing in the flower beds, you'll find me in the kitchen. When I use to live in California my BFF, Elizabeth, and I would drive miles in search of certain produce, cheeses, meats, and spices. She also loves to cook. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOXz2_bVUI/AAAAAAAADWA/cgkaP1Z56O0/s1600/DSCN2671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531431684531770690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOXz2_bVUI/AAAAAAAADWA/cgkaP1Z56O0/s320/DSCN2671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the produce is trucked into Texas from California, Louisiana, Mississippi, and Mexico. That's one of the things I miss about growing up around the Sacramento Valley in California. My Aunt Diane had a farm and I use to pick produce during the summer months between swimming in the pool. We'd snap green beans in the evening and prepare dinner. All of it from literally her property. Those were some of the best summers of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOXzmBggrI/AAAAAAAADV4/hJe38o6WrTI/s1600/DSCN2684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531431679977095858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOXzmBggrI/AAAAAAAADV4/hJe38o6WrTI/s320/DSCN2684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is brown sugar from Mexico. A little clip can go a long way. It's really strong so you don't have to use as much. I'm thinking of using some tomorrow in a loaf of Banana bread. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOXzeVyoMI/AAAAAAAADVw/fJYbU324hTU/s1600/DSCN2680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531431677914685634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOXzeVyoMI/AAAAAAAADVw/fJYbU324hTU/s320/DSCN2680.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis the Season for pumpkin seeds. I love to use them in my salads. Sometimes they fix the occasional sweet tooth by dashing a little cinnamon over them and baking them for about 5 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOXUX6qZOI/AAAAAAAADVo/7kTIVW17qaY/s1600/DSCN2681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531431143614342370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOXUX6qZOI/AAAAAAAADVo/7kTIVW17qaY/s320/DSCN2681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mangoes were shipped in from Brazil. My husband loves to make mango smoothies. Believe it or not it was really hot today. I know that must sound funny coming from those who live up north. I had a short sleeve shirt and jeans on. By the time I returned home I quickly changed into a summer dress. Thankfully I was procrastinating and haven't stored my summer wardrobe away yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOXUO7bGQI/AAAAAAAADVg/nssyCQGey2w/s1600/DSCN2679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531431141201615106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOXUO7bGQI/AAAAAAAADVg/nssyCQGey2w/s320/DSCN2679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The papayas are from Chile. They are delicious! I love a good papaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOXT1VMdGI/AAAAAAAADVY/67lufVmgk_k/s1600/DSCN2687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531431134330385506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOXT1VMdGI/AAAAAAAADVY/67lufVmgk_k/s320/DSCN2687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOWvkBVLKI/AAAAAAAADVI/IzS08rowWgE/s1600/DSCN2693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531430511208377506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOWvkBVLKI/AAAAAAAADVI/IzS08rowWgE/s320/DSCN2693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another mango but these are shipped in from Mexico. Look how large they are. I was starving by time we returned home so I cut open one of these beauties and by the time I finished my portion I almost spoiled my appetite for dinner. I could literally live off of mangoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOWv9zfI2I/AAAAAAAADVQ/9QPCKi2ZCXk/s1600/DSCN2689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531430518129632098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOWv9zfI2I/AAAAAAAADVQ/9QPCKi2ZCXk/s320/DSCN2689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I made a pasta dish with a ton of fresh peppers, sweet onion, tomatoes, etc. It was awesome. I purchased my meats from a local Cajun meat market. Can't beat buying meat from a butcher. And of course I always cook to New Orleans music to get me in the cuisine mood. Tonight it was one of our favorites Ingrid Lucia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7iMUCgS4rUM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7iMUCgS4rUM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really doesn't have anything to do with my Farmer's Market post but I thought I'd just share. Has anyone else come across these adorable little mini size ice creams from Starbucks? I noticed them in the freezer section of my local grocery store and decided to pick one up. It's so cute the top even come with a little spoon. The calories are not so cute but this Java Chip Frappuccino ice cream is so good I practically licked the cartoon clean, ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOWvdBr_VI/AAAAAAAADVA/9QTwosnCitA/s1600/DSCN2667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531430509330824530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOWvdBr_VI/AAAAAAAADVA/9QTwosnCitA/s320/DSCN2667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-1619777616908283652?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/1619777616908283652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=1619777616908283652' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1619777616908283652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1619777616908283652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/10/farmers-market.html' title='Farmer&apos;s Market'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMOX7BAUtHI/AAAAAAAADWI/spfHfR_7FRU/s72-c/prodce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-7368589432663610381</id><published>2010-10-21T10:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T12:16:02.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Royal Weddings</title><content type='html'>Yesterday afternoon I was standing in the check out line at the grocery store. The woman in front of me had a massive load in her shopping cart and the only other register open had five customers before me. I stood patiently as I watched the teenage boy slide produce and canned goods across the electric scanner. I caught myself fidgeting and shifting my heavy basket from side to side as I kept an eye on the line next to me like hawk to see if I needed to switch. Unfortunately that line was trickling like a broken faucet so I began reading the only literature before my eyes, tabloids (blah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally I can't stand such garbage. I think tabloids are one of those secret things people hate to love but can't get enough of. It's amazing how much the paparazzi makes by taking photographs of celebrities running errands, eating, or driving like us common folk.  The thought of being a celebrity makes me shudder. I enjoy my privacy too much and I would be horrified at a blown up picture of my back side plastered across every newstand in America. Why on earth do they have to print such terrible pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; However, the paparazzi wouldn't have a lucrative business if our society wasn't so caught up (obsessed) with celebrities. What actually makes someone a celebrity? Obviously anything these days (rolling my eyes). Look at the kids on Jersey Shore. I refuse to watch such filth but I know who they are. Heck, even our politicians commented on them. Are you kidding?!! I'm told that the little one is called Snookie. I'll tell you I'm so over the reality television in America and I hardly consider Snookie anything of interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to smirk as I glanced over the headlines. Half of these people I have no clue who they are so if they are pregnant, getting divorced, or on a diet really doesn't amuse me much. However, I did come across a headline that did catch my interest. Could there be another Royal Wedding in the works? Prince William and his gal pal Kate Middleton?!! I can't believe Prince William is old enough to get married. It doesn't seem long ago he was just a boy. Looking at the snap shot he does look all grown up and a very dashing young man. And I do love Royal Weddings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of my favorites.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRACE KELLY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Grace Patricia Kelly November 12, 1929 ~ September 14, 1982)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The gorgeous and talented Grace Kelly married Prince Rainier III on April 18 and 19, 1956. She had two ceremonies, one civil and the other religious. The 40-minute civil ceremony took place in the Palace Throne Room of Monaco on April 18, 1956. The next day the religious ceremony took place at Monaco's Saint Nicholas Cathedral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly's wedding dress, designed by MGM's Academy Award–winning Helen Rose, was worked on for six weeks by three dozen seamstresses. IT was the most expensive gown that Rose had ever created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding dress consisted of a rounded collar, full skirt of ivory peau de soie, and a fitted bodice made from Brussels lace embroidered with seed pearls. The lace was over a century old and had flower designs in it. 25 yards of silk taffeta and 100yards of silk net were used in the construction of the dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under her wedding gown, Grace's petticoats had tiny blue satin bows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grace Kelly Wedding Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBi1NJJVaI/AAAAAAAADUw/oUGnNzQeczU/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530529008611579298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBi1NJJVaI/AAAAAAAADUw/oUGnNzQeczU/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grace Kelly on her Wedding Day &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530529001207768946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBi0xj8J3I/AAAAAAAADUo/Tl2nbn3AurY/s320/3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBi0ikJ9GI/AAAAAAAADUg/9KF-C95296M/s1600/voa36_30034433%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530528997182141538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBi0ikJ9GI/AAAAAAAADUg/9KF-C95296M/s320/voa36_30034433%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Princess Diana &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Diana Frances Spencer July 1, 1961 ~August 31, 1997) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Princess Diana married Prince Charles, Prince of Whales, on July 29, 1981. The ceremony was held at St. Paul's Cathedral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She supported many British designers beginning with Elizabeth and David Emanuel who designed her much criticized puff ball meringue wedding dress in 1981. Her wedding dress was based on a romantic look of huge puffed sleeves with a full skirt of ivory silk pure taffeta, old lace and hand embroidery incorporating 10,000 pearls and sequins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gown had a twenty five foot train and when the princess Diana emerged from the carriage at the cathedral the world saw how creased the dress appeared. The creases soon dropped out, but the fabric and construction method used was criticized worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Princess Diana Wedding Day Doll &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBio-PJy0I/AAAAAAAADUY/ioI3lC4rpb8/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530528798451813186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBio-PJy0I/AAAAAAAADUY/ioI3lC4rpb8/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Princess Diana on her Wedding Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBionrw-hI/AAAAAAAADUQ/rKXFaSgPnyU/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530528792397806098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBionrw-hI/AAAAAAAADUQ/rKXFaSgPnyU/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBioQQv9oI/AAAAAAAADUI/cJhXHEVRznU/s1600/diana1-Custom%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530528786110477954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBioQQv9oI/AAAAAAAADUI/cJhXHEVRznU/s320/diana1-Custom%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jackie Kennedy - Our American Princess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Jacqueline Lee Bouvier July 28, 1949 ~May 19, 1994&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline Bouvier married John F. Kennedy on September 12, 1953, at St. Mary's Church in Newport, Rhode Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline Bouvier's ivory silk wedding gown required 50 yards of ivory silk taffeta and took more than two months to make. It was the creation of Ann Lowe, an African-American dress-maker born in Clayton, Alabama, who had designed gowns for the matrons of high society families including the du Pont, Lodge, and Auchincloss families. Ms. Lowe was 54 when she designed the Bouvier wedding dress which featured a portrait neckline and bouffant skirt decorated with interwoven bands of tucking and tiny wax flowers. She also designed the pink faille silk gowns and matching Tudor caps worn by the bridal attendants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacqueline Kennedy Wedding Day doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBibUM-pKI/AAAAAAAADUA/y4AjfDXdOuc/s1600/8.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530528563830105250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBibUM-pKI/AAAAAAAADUA/y4AjfDXdOuc/s320/8.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Jacqueline Kennedy on her Wedding Day &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBibBTGLdI/AAAAAAAADT4/nk4182-rT7Q/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530528558755491282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBibBTGLdI/AAAAAAAADT4/nk4182-rT7Q/s320/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her dress is housed in the Kennedy Library in Boston, Massachusetts. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBianfBenI/AAAAAAAADTw/74kc1Cf_KQQ/s1600/jackie-kennedy-wedding-dress%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530528551826193010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBianfBenI/AAAAAAAADTw/74kc1Cf_KQQ/s320/jackie-kennedy-wedding-dress%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what Kate Middleton is going to wear on her big day?&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMByEWWW5LI/AAAAAAAADU4/p3B5I2Tgry4/s1600/kate-middleton%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530545761455367346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMByEWWW5LI/AAAAAAAADU4/p3B5I2Tgry4/s320/kate-middleton%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/8304541891864540699-7368589432663610381?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/7368589432663610381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=7368589432663610381' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7368589432663610381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7368589432663610381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/10/royal-weddings.html' title='Royal Weddings'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TMBi1NJJVaI/AAAAAAAADUw/oUGnNzQeczU/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-8304459756144540648</id><published>2010-10-15T22:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T22:55:37.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby You Can Drive My Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5xjM0fTxlTY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5xjM0fTxlTY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLkW_TLdwyI/AAAAAAAADTI/7z-Y3ySP33k/s1600/corp_0712_03_z%2Bcorvette_diaries%2B1963_chevrolet_corvette_model_pedal_car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528475294309925666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLkW_TLdwyI/AAAAAAAADTI/7z-Y3ySP33k/s320/corp_0712_03_z%2Bcorvette_diaries%2B1963_chevrolet_corvette_model_pedal_car.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLkW_NrKxTI/AAAAAAAADTA/rZQJVf3gpEY/s1600/PedalCar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528475292832286002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLkW_NrKxTI/AAAAAAAADTA/rZQJVf3gpEY/s320/PedalCar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;obsessed&lt;/span&gt; with pedal cars. I've always told hubby that as soon as we have our first child I'm immediately purchasing a cool pedal car for him/her. Those vintage pedal cars are the best ( 1956 and 1967 Corvettes). How do I know this, well, I grew up around classic cars. My father owned a classic car business and I worked for my dad since I was practically in diapers. He eventually moved onto to Formula One cars for Ferrari. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a ton of useless information trapped in my head. Point out a vintage car and I can name the make and model. I use to order parts for our family business and know classic cars like the back of my hand. I've shocked men over the years by the amount of knowledge I possess. When I was a teenager I hated classic cars and pretty much any car in general. I didn't realize that I grew up with a unique background. All my friends worked at the mall or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cosmetic&lt;/span&gt; counters and I was stuck delivering cars to clients. Sometimes Ferrari's, Mercedes, Jaguar, etc.. but all vintage. These cars were extremely expensive to transport due to the insurance policies and I use to drive them at age sixteen. I can't remember ever not being able to drive a stick. Now I embrace my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unusual&lt;/span&gt; upbringing and find myself longing to own one of these classic beauties. My father has since retired and I've grown up, married, and moved away from home. However, I don't believe my passion for vintage cars will ever die. It's truly a love affair if you get bit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out this really awesome pedal plane. How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLkXRg6tHhI/AAAAAAAADTg/Rk5D9CM9jrY/s1600/15794_PD2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528475607235370514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLkXRg6tHhI/AAAAAAAADTg/Rk5D9CM9jrY/s320/15794_PD2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What I would give to own this pedal boat. Look at the retro bell. Now this is the most unique pedal toy I've ever laid my eyes on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLkXRZzIHHI/AAAAAAAADTY/aykrVt4_xZQ/s1600/0211_1_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528475605324536946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLkXRZzIHHI/AAAAAAAADTY/aykrVt4_xZQ/s320/0211_1_lg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could totally see myself buying this one for our future children. This is so us it's ridiculous. I'll have to show hubby and insist that our future children must have this pedal car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLkW_Z6hcvI/AAAAAAAADTQ/khVO5F9pC6w/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528475296117912306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLkW_Z6hcvI/AAAAAAAADTQ/khVO5F9pC6w/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, if the children have a pedal car than so will mama. This would be the ultimate pedal car for me. A father's friend, Jim, owns a black 1957 Mercedes 190 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SL&lt;/span&gt; convertible with red leather &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;upholstery&lt;/span&gt;. It's a dream. Yes, I could definitely settle for the pedal car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLkXRhL80yI/AAAAAAAADTo/v_hD4cFatNw/s1600/Half-scale-working-Mercedes-300SL-replica_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528475607307703074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLkXRhL80yI/AAAAAAAADTo/v_hD4cFatNw/s320/Half-scale-working-Mercedes-300SL-replica_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &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/8304541891864540699-8304459756144540648?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/8304459756144540648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=8304459756144540648' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/8304459756144540648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/8304459756144540648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/10/baby-you-can-drive-my-car.html' title='Baby You Can Drive My Car'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLkW_TLdwyI/AAAAAAAADTI/7z-Y3ySP33k/s72-c/corp_0712_03_z%2Bcorvette_diaries%2B1963_chevrolet_corvette_model_pedal_car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-9169634987753200797</id><published>2010-10-11T12:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T13:38:24.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Stressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's been a very stressful past couple of days. Last Thursday my husband and I were in a car accident. Thankfully nobody was seriously hurt but the car was totaled. We are currently dealing with insurance companies, rental cars, and now shopping for a new vehicle. We count our blessings that we are still alive. However, this truly was a terrible time for all this to happen. My husband took the LSAT (admissions test for law school) on Saturday. It's a very intense test and I felt horrible for him as we were trying to deal with this mess on top of preparing for the big day. However, he feels like he did good and I'm confident he did an amazing job. We will be receiving the score back in the next 20 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how y'all handle stress but I've been reading a book called, Stress Less, by Don Colbert, MD.. I picked up the book about a week ago and it has really come in handy at the moment. DR. Colbert is a Christian and discusses how important our perception of our problems effect our mental, physical, and spiritual health. It's true, I believe that anger, bitterness, unforgiveness, depression, anxiety can lead to cancer and other illnesses that can rot the body from the inside out. I've seen many people become in bondage to fear and anger and watch their health deteriorate. With our nation under so much at the moment I can understand how depression has overwhelmed so many families. But you can find peace and joy even during the most stressful times in your life. You can't always control stressful situations in life but you can control your attitude. I highly recommend this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLNZKeJDQ9I/AAAAAAAADS4/tXW3egDvsmQ/s1600/Strang%2520-%2520Book%2520Cover%2520-%2520Stress%2520Less.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526859204138320850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLNZKeJDQ9I/AAAAAAAADS4/tXW3egDvsmQ/s320/Strang%2520-%2520Book%2520Cover%2520-%2520Stress%2520Less.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the biggest stress relievers in life is to take time out to enjoy the things that you love. As for me it would be antiques. I love antiques. Look at all this gorgeous antique silver. What I wouldn't do to get my hands on it. Such lovely pieces for a tablescape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLNTFEy8ifI/AAAAAAAADSw/e7rKfWlNIFU/s1600/Elizabeth+II+Silver+candleabra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526852514365606386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLNTFEy8ifI/AAAAAAAADSw/e7rKfWlNIFU/s320/Elizabeth+II+Silver+candleabra.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLNTEZqDNVI/AAAAAAAADSo/X3g-bcnJEZM/s1600/George+II+silver+coffee+pot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526852502785570130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLNTEZqDNVI/AAAAAAAADSo/X3g-bcnJEZM/s320/George+II+silver+coffee+pot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLNTEBm8jgI/AAAAAAAADSg/WKk5cUsISkU/s1600/Queen+Anne+Silver+Teapot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526852496330100226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLNTEBm8jgI/AAAAAAAADSg/WKk5cUsISkU/s320/Queen+Anne+Silver+Teapot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLNS6jdj-0I/AAAAAAAADSY/1Pn9fHkWAKU/s1600/silver+peasant+table+ornaments.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526852333618854722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLNS6jdj-0I/AAAAAAAADSY/1Pn9fHkWAKU/s320/silver+peasant+table+ornaments.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLNS6VVHg6I/AAAAAAAADSQ/lbNZacKTLd0/s1600/Robert+Pringle+london+1920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526852329825338274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLNS6VVHg6I/AAAAAAAADSQ/lbNZacKTLd0/s320/Robert+Pringle+london+1920.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLNS6Na4wjI/AAAAAAAADSI/u_DIJTrqGGE/s1600/Victorian+silver+8+bottle+cruet+stand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526852327702053426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLNS6Na4wjI/AAAAAAAADSI/u_DIJTrqGGE/s320/Victorian+silver+8+bottle+cruet+stand.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-9169634987753200797?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/9169634987753200797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=9169634987753200797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/9169634987753200797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/9169634987753200797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/10/feeling-stressed.html' title='Feeling Stressed'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TLNZKeJDQ9I/AAAAAAAADS4/tXW3egDvsmQ/s72-c/Strang%2520-%2520Book%2520Cover%2520-%2520Stress%2520Less.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-7642544509211560790</id><published>2010-10-04T13:46:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T17:26:19.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SWISS ALPS</title><content type='html'>Now that we have toured Lucerne and Bern we are off to the Swiss Alps. My husband has hiked the Swiss Alps and says it is one of the most beautiful areas in the world. He told me stories of how friendly the Swiss were during his visit. They are a very kind and hospitable country. The Swiss Alps is a terrific destination to explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKou5CFDdXI/AAAAAAAADQA/W8R0zK6T4-o/s1600/3447007512_7f9203ffa6_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524279450268824946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKou5CFDdXI/AAAAAAAADQA/W8R0zK6T4-o/s320/3447007512_7f9203ffa6_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Swiss Alps covers 65% of Switzerland. That's 2/3 of the country. Now imagine if 3% was covered in glaciers. That's very impressive. The countries that border this magnificent mountain range are France, Italy, Austria, and Liechtenstein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovR06HIWI/AAAAAAAADQ4/3bc8Kb5dYjc/s1600/386864492_a87b1d5ea2_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524279876229996898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovR06HIWI/AAAAAAAADQ4/3bc8Kb5dYjc/s320/386864492_a87b1d5ea2_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKou5js54ZI/AAAAAAAADQY/0kvrQHjZspI/s1600/3047641488_1a4b56b392_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524279459294339474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKou5js54ZI/AAAAAAAADQY/0kvrQHjZspI/s320/3047641488_1a4b56b392_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Alps are referred to in two main parts, the Western Alps and the Eastern Alps, they are divided along the Rhine from Lake Constance to the Splügen Pass. The western ranges make up the greatest part of Switzerland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovHA4zQaI/AAAAAAAADQg/0YKY5_Aoy6s/s1600/3526937388_0bf7855674_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524279690467164578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovHA4zQaI/AAAAAAAADQg/0YKY5_Aoy6s/s320/3526937388_0bf7855674_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Swiss Alps drains into the Rhine and Inn River (which is part of the Danube basin). The south side is mainly drained by the Ticino River (Po basin). Switzerland possesses 6% of Europe's fresh water supply. Switzerland has been called the, "water tower of Europe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovHdvQ4ZI/AAAAAAAADQw/-g6ZYw4eCAE/s1600/Rhine%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524279698211791250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovHdvQ4ZI/AAAAAAAADQw/-g6ZYw4eCAE/s320/Rhine%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highest summit in the Swiss Alps is Monte Rosa (15,202 ft). You can find this summit near the Swiss-Italian border. I had the opportunity to fly over the Monte Rosa on my way to Italy. How I wish I had been able to see Monte Rosa from the base. Although, it was still quite impressive from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKoyarF46wI/AAAAAAAADSA/ljkcUwMivpc/s1600/315235042_54543f5e27_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524283326748748546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKoyarF46wI/AAAAAAAADSA/ljkcUwMivpc/s320/315235042_54543f5e27_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Matterhorn is located between Switzerland and Italy. Its peak is 14,692 ft.!!! It is one of the highest peaks in the Swiss Alps. The Matterhorn towers over the town of Zermatt (canton of Valais). It has become an iconic emblem of the Swiss Alps and attracts tourists and climbers from all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovR0nqMdI/AAAAAAAADRA/4ltW7TxmUTc/s1600/450015779_dac4586cae_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524279876152603090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovR0nqMdI/AAAAAAAADRA/4ltW7TxmUTc/s320/450015779_dac4586cae_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only tourists have been drawn to the beauty of the Swiss Alps but Hollywood too. Did you know that James Bond was filmed in Switzerland not for only one but two movies? And that there is a James Bond Mountain tour? Yes, you can find this tour in the village of Zermatt. They will take you on location where On Her Majesty's Secret Service was filmed. My husband and I are huge 007 fans and so this would be a real treat. I think I've seen this movie a zillion and one times as George Lazenby's rips through the powder in his wooden skis. Now the evil hide out has turned into a swanky restaurant. You can enjoy the scenery over a James Bond breakfast or lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovgQIh0wI/AAAAAAAADRw/ZVtR-pp-bzQ/s1600/ohmss_concept-art%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524280124056392450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovgQIh0wI/AAAAAAAADRw/ZVtR-pp-bzQ/s320/ohmss_concept-art%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovgGG0V-I/AAAAAAAADRo/JvdcrDntmL4/s1600/schilthorn%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524280121364862946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovgGG0V-I/AAAAAAAADRo/JvdcrDntmL4/s320/schilthorn%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another famous Bond movie Gold Finger (starring Sean Connery) was filmed in Switzerland. The aircraft factory was located just outside of Lucerne. Here's a fun clip of Bond in Switzerland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovZyfiT8I/AAAAAAAADRg/9155CoOahq0/s1600/12291rabt824aoy%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524280013020614594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovZyfiT8I/AAAAAAAADRg/9155CoOahq0/s320/12291rabt824aoy%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovghUkPsI/AAAAAAAADR4/3-UJy-ekNaM/s1600/frenchgoldfingerlarge%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524280128670285506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovghUkPsI/AAAAAAAADR4/3-UJy-ekNaM/s320/frenchgoldfingerlarge%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-RbLqJDUf7M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-RbLqJDUf7M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part is at the very end of this youtube clip, "Never eject a Swiss."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to include one of my favorite books from my childhood. Heidi was my favorite story as a little girl. I would spend countless hours studying the illustrations of Heidi, her goat herder friend, Peter, and the Swiss Alps. It was always the book I selected for story time before bed. My grandmother gave me the movie Heidi (starring Shirley Temple) as a Christmas gift one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovSHwn27I/AAAAAAAADRI/gcIHLODpdto/s1600/413px-Spyri_Heidi_Cover_1887%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524279881290472370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovSHwn27I/AAAAAAAADRI/gcIHLODpdto/s320/413px-Spyri_Heidi_Cover_1887%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovZvib_dI/AAAAAAAADRQ/CCUU3PPBsP0/s1600/Heidi_movie%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524280012227476946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovZvib_dI/AAAAAAAADRQ/CCUU3PPBsP0/s320/Heidi_movie%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovZ2qlAFI/AAAAAAAADRY/c74Dh6pQ_GM/s1600/ofx54h%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524280014140670034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKovZ2qlAFI/AAAAAAAADRY/c74Dh6pQ_GM/s320/ofx54h%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had fun touring the Swiss Alps with me&lt;br /&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/8304541891864540699-7642544509211560790?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/7642544509211560790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=7642544509211560790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7642544509211560790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7642544509211560790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/10/swiss-alps.html' title='SWISS ALPS'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TKou5CFDdXI/AAAAAAAADQA/W8R0zK6T4-o/s72-c/3447007512_7f9203ffa6_b%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-4685092643021848983</id><published>2010-09-23T20:21:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T12:38:20.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling in love with Fall</title><content type='html'>I'm becoming quite giddy as the fall season begins to blow through southern Texas. It's always a good sign when you begin to see the trees shedding their leaves. That's a cue that summer is about over and with a snap of a finger autumn will be making a grand enterance shortly. It's something I've become accustomed to while living in Texas over these past few years. The seasons change literally overnight. One day you have a beautiful spring afternoon and the next you wake up to a hot and humid day that lingers on and on and on. I haven't met anyone yet who has shouted for joy over a Texas summer. I believe once you experience one you'll understand why I feel like a hostage taking refuge in my air conditioned home for nearly 3 months. Summers in Houston are much worse than back in Austin. I thought Austin was hot but it's nothing like Houston. I consider it my hibernation season and with any hibernation it is no wonder I begin to pack on a few unwanted pounds like a hibernating mama bear. However, now that the weather is about to start cooperating I can begin to shed them off on the tennis courts and greenbelts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJzgZJ7agJI/AAAAAAAADP4/1p5WIh4V3M0/s1600/88319111.iFeRBwLW%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520533966015856786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJzgZJ7agJI/AAAAAAAADP4/1p5WIh4V3M0/s320/88319111.iFeRBwLW%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to start jogging the greenbelts again. I've managed to drag myself unwillingly on them during the past few weeks. Only to arrive back home exhausted and drenched from the terrible humid blanket that covers the city (and that's early in the morning). You know it's going to be hot day when the windows are sweating and it's only 6 am. I can't wait to actually take advantage of exercising outdoors. I'm hate exercising indoors. We had a membership to a great athletic club but they shut down in May after selling the property to an investor group. They had been in business nearly 30 years. I wish they hadn't closed the doors because it was a fabulous club. It had three pools, 10 tennis courts, spinning classes, yoga, aerobics, weight rooms, racket ball courts, etc. Now I try to get at least 50 minutes of cardio on my exercise bike that is crammed in the corner of my office. My office is jam packed with decorating books, sewing machine (that hardly is used), sample binders (from my project manager days), and two massive rolled up Persian rugs. I feel like a trapped hamster running on a wheel rather than exercising. It's not the same experience at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I can't wait for the next cold front. They say on the news it'll be arriving this weekend. In the evenings it'll actually be in the 60's. THE 60's!!! I can't even think back to when I actually felt that cool without basking under the AC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does fall represent cooler weather but it is also when the arts start up again. I've already received the line up for the Houston Opera, Symphony, and Ballet. I can't wait!!! My husband on the other hand can't wait to attend the first hockey game of the season. He loves the Dallas Stars. What are some of the things that you are looking forward to this season?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bXSgejUNri0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bXSgejUNri0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-4685092643021848983?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/4685092643021848983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=4685092643021848983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/4685092643021848983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/4685092643021848983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/09/falling-in-love-with-fall.html' title='Falling in love with Fall'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJzgZJ7agJI/AAAAAAAADP4/1p5WIh4V3M0/s72-c/88319111.iFeRBwLW%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-6178753376802338315</id><published>2010-09-21T11:06:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T23:50:20.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bern ~ part two</title><content type='html'>Before we continue our tour through Switzerland I wanted to share with you a few more sights. Bern is truly an amazing city and there is so much to see. I could spend an entire week taking in the sights in this single location. Let's take another day and stroll through Bern before heading to the Swiss Alps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjnGpuX-OI/AAAAAAAADNY/vtBtb4Xdj7Y/s1600/3488779370_f996849381_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519415444808136930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjnGpuX-OI/AAAAAAAADNY/vtBtb4Xdj7Y/s320/3488779370_f996849381_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjpqBBGw2I/AAAAAAAADNo/eUDBKtZCn4w/s1600/3494102748_bdcda77a67_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519418251379393378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjpqBBGw2I/AAAAAAAADNo/eUDBKtZCn4w/s320/3494102748_bdcda77a67_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my very favorite things to do while visiting in Europe is to SHOP!!! They have so many wonderful little shops that carry really unique things that I can't always find in the states. That's what makes the shopping so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the popular areas to shop in Bern is called Gerechtigkeitsgasse (aka: Justice Alley). It's located in the Old City of Bern. The Old City is where the medieval city center is located and also considered the heart of the inner city. Located in Gerechtigkeitsgasse is a famous fountain called, Lady of Justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjoN1uQDQI/AAAAAAAADNg/-1K6PLzY8wA/s1600/2249020527_2ac880e72f_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519416667799555330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjoN1uQDQI/AAAAAAAADNg/-1K6PLzY8wA/s320/2249020527_2ac880e72f_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gerechtigkeitsgasse cannot be reached by car without a special permit. It is accessible by foot or bike or by bus line. Both sides of the street are covered with Lauben, stone arcades that protect pedestrians from inclement weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjpq0640RI/AAAAAAAADNw/Pl9YUS8m5Pg/s1600/2311624425_3c055b870e_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519418265311957266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjpq0640RI/AAAAAAAADNw/Pl9YUS8m5Pg/s320/2311624425_3c055b870e_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another famous attraction is the Pfeiferbrunnen. It was built in 1545 by the Swiss Renaissance sculptor Hans Gieng. The lovely woodcut Bagpiper originally stood in front of the Gasthaus hotel. The Bagpiper's fingers were damaged during a renovation but thankfully were repaired in 1874. The fountain was relocated from its original spot between Ryffli-and Storchengässchen and can be found in its current location in front of Spitalgasse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjsEGQ4G1I/AAAAAAAADN4/XMSNZFoiYcw/s1600/pfeiferbrunnen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519420898487573330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjsEGQ4G1I/AAAAAAAADN4/XMSNZFoiYcw/s320/pfeiferbrunnen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bern is home to several museums. There are two that I would love to tour, Naturhistorisches, Historisches Museum Bern, and Kunstmuseum Bern. They even have a Swiss Alps Museum. How cool is that?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjt1_CgocI/AAAAAAAADOI/ufnSuK6D16A/s1600/800px-Naturhistorisches_Museum_Bern_01_10%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519422855053353410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjt1_CgocI/AAAAAAAADOI/ufnSuK6D16A/s320/800px-Naturhistorisches_Museum_Bern_01_10%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjvAcQmr0I/AAAAAAAADOg/0hvcAwrBR6w/s1600/302660267_84a2872dbd_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519424134207418178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjvAcQmr0I/AAAAAAAADOg/0hvcAwrBR6w/s320/302660267_84a2872dbd_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjt1YgoUbI/AAAAAAAADOA/BU3XIWFvRKQ/s1600/800px-Alpines_Museum_Bern%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519422844710703538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjt1YgoUbI/AAAAAAAADOA/BU3XIWFvRKQ/s320/800px-Alpines_Museum_Bern%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barry is a famous Alpine Rescue Dog. A group of monks in St. Bernard's monestary in the alps used bi dogs to help them. These dogs were various big dogs who bred for many many years, resulting in today's St. Bernard. It is named for St. Bernard's Monestary. You can find Barry at the Naturhistorisches Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJju_0QSZPI/AAAAAAAADOY/7tmEgZwSzQI/s1600/BARRY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519424123468670194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJju_0QSZPI/AAAAAAAADOY/7tmEgZwSzQI/s320/BARRY.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, Berthold V, Duke of Zähringen, founded the city and named it after a bear he had killed. The Bear is a symbol of the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjxakKLo4I/AAAAAAAADO4/VF8-ZB_PjsY/s1600/2239713709_f088afb470_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519426782027817858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjxakKLo4I/AAAAAAAADO4/VF8-ZB_PjsY/s320/2239713709_f088afb470_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJlb17F8sCI/AAAAAAAADPQ/gqAw48ZzS5Y/s1600/image001%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519543800273088546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJlb17F8sCI/AAAAAAAADPQ/gqAw48ZzS5Y/s320/image001%5B1%5D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this fabulous Bear park. It's called Bären Park and it's huge!!! The new park opened in 2009 and was specially designed for the bears. It has caves and all. The bears are very well taken care of. You can become a fan by following them on facebook. They post current pictures of the bears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at that adorable face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJlc7CqPgkI/AAAAAAAADPY/Wjg_npavAPM/s1600/boerk_sitzend_300%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519544987715338818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJlc7CqPgkI/AAAAAAAADPY/Wjg_npavAPM/s320/boerk_sitzend_300%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how much I love to read about historical places. I read that this is a tiny cafe where Albert Einstein use to frequent while living in Bern (between 1902 to 1909).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjyZ-sQKJI/AAAAAAAADPA/qgXc9-HZ8DM/s1600/227613924_c4dc0e6059_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519427871481800850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjyZ-sQKJI/AAAAAAAADPA/qgXc9-HZ8DM/s320/227613924_c4dc0e6059_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjzs0SY_NI/AAAAAAAADPI/GRTBXSkTNx8/s1600/einstein-walking%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519429294618115282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjzs0SY_NI/AAAAAAAADPI/GRTBXSkTNx8/s320/einstein-walking%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-6178753376802338315?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/6178753376802338315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=6178753376802338315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6178753376802338315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6178753376802338315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/09/bern-part-two.html' title='Bern ~ part two'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjnGpuX-OI/AAAAAAAADNY/vtBtb4Xdj7Y/s72-c/3488779370_f996849381_b%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-6272329278814471110</id><published>2010-09-18T16:23:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:07:07.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bern, Switzerland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWVgDLRv0I/AAAAAAAADMI/ULkKu6P0QO8/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518481296253370178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWVgDLRv0I/AAAAAAAADMI/ULkKu6P0QO8/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are going to be traveling to Switzerland's capital city, Bern. German is the official language of Bern. The language is called Alemannic dialect, Bernese German. However, most residents speak both. English and French are also fairly spoken, but to a lesser extent. There are numerous spellings of Bern deciding on the language. German pronunciation is Bern; French is Berne; Italian is Berna; and Romansh is Berna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWXuqrn_HI/AAAAAAAADMw/Gy5pt6pkDHQ/s1600/CH_Bern_Kramgasse-x1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518483746399452274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWXuqrn_HI/AAAAAAAADMw/Gy5pt6pkDHQ/s320/CH_Bern_Kramgasse-x1%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bern is one of the most popular cantons in Switzerland and was ranked among the world's top ten cities for the best quality of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjlHgezBYI/AAAAAAAADNA/Hw69i2hzq1Q/s1600/32931842_34fddd1d22_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519413260483495298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjlHgezBYI/AAAAAAAADNA/Hw69i2hzq1Q/s320/32931842_34fddd1d22_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWMwcqr6TI/AAAAAAAADL4/XVNtMCV4KBw/s1600/1232031966_3c8ab9a9e4_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518471682369251634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWMwcqr6TI/AAAAAAAADL4/XVNtMCV4KBw/s320/1232031966_3c8ab9a9e4_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bern was founded by Berthold V, Duke of Zähringen, founded the city on the Aare river in 1191 and allegedly named it after a bear (Bär in German) he had killed. It was made a free imperial city by the Holy Roman Emperor Federick II in 1918 after Berthold died without an heir. In 1352 Bern joined the young Swiss Confederation becoming a leading member of the confederation. It invaded and conquered Aargau in 1415 and Vaud in 1536, as well as other smaller territories, thereby becoming the largest city-state north of the Alps. It was occupied by French troops in 1798 during the French Revolutionary Wars, when it was stripped of parts of its territories. In 1831 the city became the capital of the Canton of Bern and in 1848 it additionally became the Swiss capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A statue of Berthold in Berne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWbsP1XuFI/AAAAAAAADM4/CZCHagU8SB8/s1600/450px-Bern-BerchtoldVZahring%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518488102879344722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWbsP1XuFI/AAAAAAAADM4/CZCHagU8SB8/s320/450px-Bern-BerchtoldVZahring%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Swiss parliament and government building, the Bundeshaus, with its imposing green dome, stands high above the Aare river in the capital, Bern. It has become so much of a landmark that it is hard to imagine what the city skyline looked like before it was there. But the building was only completed in 1902.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWKBzLRFyI/AAAAAAAADJY/w0HHm3sL1AE/s1600/1777165418_c06abb5c93_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518468681934378786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWKBzLRFyI/AAAAAAAADJY/w0HHm3sL1AE/s320/1777165418_c06abb5c93_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWXtybo46I/AAAAAAAADMo/robIGczhsn0/s1600/3777931924_a51f13fd91_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518483731300017058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWXtybo46I/AAAAAAAADMo/robIGczhsn0/s320/3777931924_a51f13fd91_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWXdxsTJmI/AAAAAAAADMY/6Xas_HIF9eQ/s1600/3777128751_80d892ef1a_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518483456223553122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWXdxsTJmI/AAAAAAAADMY/6Xas_HIF9eQ/s320/3777128751_80d892ef1a_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWXe3yFWlI/AAAAAAAADMg/TXmocdeuXak/s1600/3777931256_705c81cb6e_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518483475038296658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWXe3yFWlI/AAAAAAAADMg/TXmocdeuXak/s320/3777931256_705c81cb6e_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Münster of Bern is the Gothic cathedral. Over the main portal is one of the most&lt;br /&gt;complete Late Gothic sculpture collections in Europe. This collection represents the Christian belief in a Last Judgment where the wicked will be separated from the righteous. This sculpture shows the wicked naked on the left, while the righteous stand clothed in white on the right. In the center is Justice, with Saints and the wise and foolish virgins around her. In the center stands Micheal the Archangel with a raised sword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWKk3zEAvI/AAAAAAAADJo/KnzAdZpbhqI/s1600/2856292888_a805591dfd_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518469284470457074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWKk3zEAvI/AAAAAAAADJo/KnzAdZpbhqI/s320/2856292888_a805591dfd_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWKmIv8yHI/AAAAAAAADJw/gO6gf74j-lM/s1600/2855465663_5fa77de6ae_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518469306200672370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWKmIv8yHI/AAAAAAAADJw/gO6gf74j-lM/s320/2855465663_5fa77de6ae_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWKnfMBXFI/AAAAAAAADJ4/liFUeW7fgMc/s1600/2838996530_6e6b94015e_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518469329403862098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWKnfMBXFI/AAAAAAAADJ4/liFUeW7fgMc/s320/2838996530_6e6b94015e_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sculptures of the Last Judgement were the only statues in the Münster to survive the iconoclasm of the Protestant Reformation. The 47 large free-standing statues are replicas (the originals are in the Bern History Museum), and the 170 smaller figures are all original. The Last Judgement was the work of one sculptor, Erhard Küng from Stadtlohn, Westphalia, which gives the collection a unity of design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWLDqCFlqI/AAAAAAAADKA/43Oklt3xYm0/s1600/359866088_1e4fbef757_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518469813351323298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWLDqCFlqI/AAAAAAAADKA/43Oklt3xYm0/s320/359866088_1e4fbef757_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWLEYxAntI/AAAAAAAADKI/NOdJdc/s1600/359866147_43b8bba4c5_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518469825896160978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWLEYxAntI/AAAAAAAADKI/NOfMZo3dJdc/s320/359866147_43b8bba4c5_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWNfbQkJqI/AAAAAAAADMA/9agxUGnG3KU/s1600/359866159_fe85ae28b0_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518472489445107362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWNfbQkJqI/AAAAAAAADMA/9agxUGnG3KU/s320/359866159_fe85ae28b0_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWLFD6EoNI/AAAAAAAADKQ/bZ8deBB_Ra8/s1600/359866180_7642e677d3_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518469837476896978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWLFD6EoNI/AAAAAAAADKQ/bZ8deBB_Ra8/s320/359866180_7642e677d3_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zytgloggeturn is the oldest building and is now the focal point of the city. The oversized clock is one of the biggest attractions in Bern. It was built in the 12th century!!! And the tower still plays a puppet show precisely four minutes before the hour. How amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWLhlMgoVI/AAAAAAAADKo/SDm5iY6Tsrk/s1600/48274407_898d81a812_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518470327448936786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWLhlMgoVI/AAAAAAAADKo/SDm5iY6Tsrk/s320/48274407_898d81a812_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWL3yfwR8I/AAAAAAAADKw/u3DnRntLMFw/s1600/3488804508_36bb2b45c5_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518470708976437186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWL3yfwR8I/AAAAAAAADKw/u3DnRntLMFw/s320/3488804508_36bb2b45c5_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWL4YiU97I/AAAAAAAADK4/EJmDdGZFA1A/s1600/3496824618_d0e71af6f3_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518470719187777458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWL4YiU97I/AAAAAAAADK4/EJmDdGZFA1A/s320/3496824618_d0e71af6f3_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWL4_EFrSI/AAAAAAAADLA/a8SUgFQaWJM/s1600/3496826486_fcfd6b2ee5_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518470729529928994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWL4_EFrSI/AAAAAAAADLA/a8SUgFQaWJM/s320/3496826486_fcfd6b2ee5_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rathaus is the oldest city structure is now a government office. This gorgeous building serves as the meeting place of the Bern Municipal Council. It was built during the beginning of the 15th century and has been renovated over the years. Tourist can visit and take walking tours and see medieval artifacts and antiques scattered throughout the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjlIN9VZfI/AAAAAAAADNI/mSDJfMqiTlY/s1600/loeb_06%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519413272691172850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjlIN9VZfI/AAAAAAAADNI/mSDJfMqiTlY/s320/loeb_06%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nydeggbrucke is a stone arch bridge that hovers over the famous Aare River. The scenery is out of this world with a beautiful blue crystal water and lush forests. Bern looks as if it were in a fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjlInEYqnI/AAAAAAAADNQ/Gs_KgwoddEM/s1600/mob228_1216223430%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519413279431633522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJjlInEYqnI/AAAAAAAADNQ/Gs_KgwoddEM/s320/mob228_1216223430%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWMwNfyfJI/AAAAAAAADLw/xN6MaMUdM34/s1600/1228274029_db84402401_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518471678297013394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWMwNfyfJI/AAAAAAAADLw/xN6MaMUdM34/s320/1228274029_db84402401_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking in the sites you might want to sit down and indulge in Swiss cuisine at the famous underground restaurant, Kornhausskeller. Absolutely stunning!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWMVZC2JZI/AAAAAAAADLQ/HEiA8146Ngs/s1600/restaurant-kornhauskeller-bern(p_restaurant,6965)(c_0)%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518471217540375954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWMVZC2JZI/AAAAAAAADLQ/HEiA8146Ngs/s320/restaurant-kornhauskeller-bern(p_restaurant,6965)(c_0)%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWMV6e1gUI/AAAAAAAADLY/UrFDhW4CahE/s1600/restaurant-kornhauskeller-bern-1(p_restaurant,6965)(c_0)%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518471226516144450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWMV6e1gUI/AAAAAAAADLY/UrFDhW4CahE/s320/restaurant-kornhauskeller-bern-1(p_restaurant,6965)(c_0)%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWMu4KOj4I/AAAAAAAADLg/jxvPQgQ7Kak/s1600/bern%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518471655389564802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWMu4KOj4I/AAAAAAAADLg/jxvPQgQ7Kak/s320/bern%5B2%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Albert Einstein lived in Bern? Tourist can visit his apartment where he published his "Special Theory of Relativity." Wow, I would leap at the opportunity to see Einstein's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWLgg4naTI/AAAAAAAADKY/PAsfwYKexsk/s1600/4741678727_80873b19c8_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518470309111884082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWLgg4naTI/AAAAAAAADKY/PAsfwYKexsk/s320/4741678727_80873b19c8_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWLhCn2nvI/AAAAAAAADKg/6Ee7VyCEgSY/s1600/4882816180_8f4c3ff617_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518470318168383218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWLhCn2nvI/AAAAAAAADKg/6Ee7VyCEgSY/s320/4882816180_8f4c3ff617_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very unique post because I recently was researching my ancestry and found out that my great, great, great, great grandfather was born and raised in Bern. I had no clue we had any connections to Switzerland. My family, both sides, are both very German. This relative is the furthest back I can trace. I wonder where he lived in Bern? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-6272329278814471110?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/6272329278814471110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=6272329278814471110' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6272329278814471110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6272329278814471110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/09/bern-switzerland.html' title='Bern, Switzerland'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJWVgDLRv0I/AAAAAAAADMI/ULkKu6P0QO8/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-6079862186641316584</id><published>2010-09-16T15:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T16:07:09.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just fuss'n.....</title><content type='html'>Could someone PAH-LEEZ explain how this little bag could ring up to $80.00?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJKEGFiCqII/AAAAAAAADI4/wgWdh0SXeBw/s1600/0.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517617733581318274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJKEGFiCqII/AAAAAAAADI4/wgWdh0SXeBw/s320/0.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I just don't see $80.00 worth of product here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJKEHgiur_I/AAAAAAAADJA/gfKR5MY25TU/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517617758011830258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJKEHgiur_I/AAAAAAAADJA/gfKR5MY25TU/s320/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon I stopped by Hallmark to pick up a Birthday gift for my baby nephew (he likes Webkinz). Since I was already there I thought I would browse and pick up a few things for myself. When the clerk rang me up I was shocked at the total. I had to check the receipt twice before I left the store. Not that I didn't want to return anything but gosh golly that seems a lot for what I was walking out with. I wouldn't call myself an impulse shopper. I'm not one you would find roaming around the store searching for nothing (that would be my sister). My weakness are antiques. I probably wouldn't have notice the $80.00 total if I were at an antique shop BUT HALLMARK?!!! I'll have to be more cautious when shopping there. Is there a store that you find yourself scratching your head as you ask yourself, "what on earth did I buy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my top five:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Obviously Hallmark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Costco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Whole Foods - &lt;em&gt;Rule #1: Never shop at Whole Foods when you're hungry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Hobby Lobby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Target&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, these five stores seem to do me in every trip. What are some of yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-6079862186641316584?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/6079862186641316584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=6079862186641316584' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6079862186641316584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6079862186641316584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-fussn.html' title='Just fuss&apos;n.....'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJKEGFiCqII/AAAAAAAADI4/wgWdh0SXeBw/s72-c/0.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-8185673110373963161</id><published>2010-09-15T13:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T13:47:33.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mignon Faget Drawer Liners</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJESi1D8jzI/AAAAAAAADIw/gAJ3XpyJQS4/s1600/71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517211408074051378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJESi1D8jzI/AAAAAAAADIw/gAJ3XpyJQS4/s320/71.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to share with y'all a new product I'm madly in love with. I just received my drawer liner from Mignon Faget &lt;a href="http://www.mignonfaget.com/"&gt;http://www.mignonfaget.com/&lt;/a&gt; It's wonderful!!! You can purchase your liner in rose or lavender scented. I have the rose and it smells awesome. The material is really sturdy but looks very elegant. I love this one so much that I'm ordering another and thought I would purchase a few for Christmas gifts this year. Just thought I'd share a quick review.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-8185673110373963161?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/8185673110373963161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=8185673110373963161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/8185673110373963161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/8185673110373963161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/09/mignon-faget-drawer-liners.html' title='Mignon Faget Drawer Liners'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TJESi1D8jzI/AAAAAAAADIw/gAJ3XpyJQS4/s72-c/71.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-1121087908748369036</id><published>2010-09-11T15:54:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T16:28:03.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Southern Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIv0CRXf2VI/AAAAAAAADIA/i9Amb7fA2ug/s1600/piggly_wiggly%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515762488327126738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIvswmYpvtI/AAAAAAAADGg/E596dAAgeZs/s320/zOakAlley9%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's a Southern Thing Y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIvswKHee5I/AAAAAAAADGY/uPvztXAA5KA/s1600/southernbelle%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515762480738892690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIvswKHee5I/AAAAAAAADGY/uPvztXAA5KA/s320/southernbelle%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIvsvq89arI/AAAAAAAADGQ/YaUUBhpMuY0/s1600/yhst-12096210823712_2052_114138419%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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You can find these vineyards spread across the western and southern cantons of the country. If you are wanting to visit a Swiss chateau you can find them in the cantons of Geneva, Neuchatel, Ticino, Valais, and Vaud. It makes sense that Switzerland would have great wine if you think about it because the cantons are close to Germany, France and Italy. The Swiss enjoy their wines so much that only 2% is actually exported outside the country (mainly to Germany). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpyw1dUlTI/AAAAAAAADEo/qXs0zUNVfi8/s1600/3159562477_5daee53f8e_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515346876977943858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpyw1dUlTI/AAAAAAAADEo/qXs0zUNVfi8/s320/3159562477_5daee53f8e_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpywVSdCsI/AAAAAAAADEg/BZWvTgp3_WE/s1600/2331360030_a865f37718_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515346868342426306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpywVSdCsI/AAAAAAAADEg/BZWvTgp3_WE/s320/2331360030_a865f37718_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpygfbX5dI/AAAAAAAADEQ/xJqhaR2PqDw/s1600/3549509993_2c6e590885_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515346596186285522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpygfbX5dI/AAAAAAAADEQ/xJqhaR2PqDw/s320/3549509993_2c6e590885_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpyv8sRtMI/AAAAAAAADEY/5t3o1bJQCtM/s1600/1443710190_54f4f7a5be_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515346861739848898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpyv8sRtMI/AAAAAAAADEY/5t3o1bJQCtM/s320/1443710190_54f4f7a5be_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpyf5dBAfI/AAAAAAAADEI/S5tbuwKPHN0/s1600/4558707476_4b963fd4a8_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515346585992626674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpyf5dBAfI/AAAAAAAADEI/S5tbuwKPHN0/s320/4558707476_4b963fd4a8_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpyfuTpDfI/AAAAAAAADEA/JUXkNxhJZ9M/s1600/2792878766_884ae3e092_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515346583000518130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpyfuTpDfI/AAAAAAAADEA/JUXkNxhJZ9M/s320/2792878766_884ae3e092_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpyL82ZikI/AAAAAAAADD4/sEsO4Q_2HN8/s1600/3848758c94e7b4e8bf174479be2a35ea%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515346243307014722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpyL82ZikI/AAAAAAAADD4/sEsO4Q_2HN8/s320/3848758c94e7b4e8bf174479be2a35ea%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpyLM5M6sI/AAAAAAAADDw/SYvxDdVis-4/s1600/4558692198_2a5246fd0a_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515346230433868482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpyLM5M6sI/AAAAAAAADDw/SYvxDdVis-4/s320/4558692198_2a5246fd0a_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpyKxG61iI/AAAAAAAADDo/p6pwAF-7lhQ/s1600/Aigle-Chateau-2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515346222975211042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpyKxG61iI/AAAAAAAADDo/p6pwAF-7lhQ/s320/Aigle-Chateau-2%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swiss Cheese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TI-EX_c1WFI/AAAAAAAADII/b1iWNu2EaGM/s1600/3955959057_abd4853b5a_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516773616256374866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TI-EX_c1WFI/AAAAAAAADII/b1iWNu2EaGM/s320/3955959057_abd4853b5a_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Switzerland prides itself on producing delicious quality cheese. Swiss cheese is made out of unpasteurised milk and must be treated as soon as possible after milking the cow. The milk is delivered to the cheese factory between 18 and 24 hours after milking. If there is a delay, the milk is considered too old. Most cheeses are produced out of Swiss villages so the milk doesn't have to travel very far. You'll find these villages tucked away in the mountains and often you'll see herdsmen during the summer months caring for the Swiss cows. The cows eat the grass on the mountainside during the summer and eat the hay during the winter months. You'll see the signature bell around the cows neck so that the herdsmen can find them. Switzerland makes elegant cheeses from the large wheels. You'll see the wheels maturing in pictures below. Swiss cheese is shipped around the world and is considered some of the best cheese on earth. I love Swiss cows!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TI-EYLKdD3I/AAAAAAAADIQ/cHBKLR34d-s/s1600/switzerland.1186064580.gruyeres-cheese-making-2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516773619400511346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TI-EYLKdD3I/AAAAAAAADIQ/cHBKLR34d-s/s320/switzerland.1186064580.gruyeres-cheese-making-2%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpz0vHE1mI/AAAAAAAADFg/ihJtbt9ZeGw/s1600/3064722302_7656d45820_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515348043505129058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpz0vHE1mI/AAAAAAAADFg/ihJtbt9ZeGw/s320/3064722302_7656d45820_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpz0TPHuTI/AAAAAAAADFY/6bXrL_7jEXY/s1600/27179168_e07a7d9e85_z%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515348036022679858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpz0TPHuTI/AAAAAAAADFY/6bXrL_7jEXY/s320/27179168_e07a7d9e85_z%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpz0ApQX6I/AAAAAAAADFQ/2yzS8J39Jk0/s1600/876624573_7d266f3ac6_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515348031032024994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpz0ApQX6I/AAAAAAAADFQ/2yzS8J39Jk0/s320/876624573_7d266f3ac6_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpzzz400BI/AAAAAAAADFI/Ovo7n0o5Adg/s1600/4871916296_1f09a2cdf3_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515348027607666706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpzzz400BI/AAAAAAAADFI/Ovo7n0o5Adg/s320/4871916296_1f09a2cdf3_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swiss Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TI-FMdAB8PI/AAAAAAAADIo/KwGDezR9E_s/s1600/chocolate.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516774517541826802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TI-FMdAB8PI/AAAAAAAADIo/KwGDezR9E_s/s320/chocolate.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And of course one of the very first things I think of when someone mentions Switzerland is....THE CHOCOLATE!!! My husband and I are HUGE fans of Swiss chocolate. When we travel to Europe we carry two backpacks. Mine is full of wonderful wine and my hubby's full chocolate. He loves Swiss chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Swiss have been making chocolate since the 1800's when there was hardly an abundance of sugar and chocolate. The Swiss have made a successful reputation around the world by using their chocolatier techniques, high quality cocoa beans from Africa, and homegrown milk from Swiss Cows. Some of the best Swiss chocolate is produced by Lindt &amp;amp; Sprungli. The Swiss chocolate industry grosses over 500 million dollars a year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIp0LfS0DmI/AAAAAAAADFw/bFQsN1JqXSo/s1600/DelTurita_Dolls%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515348434396384866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIp0LfS0DmI/AAAAAAAADFw/bFQsN1JqXSo/s320/DelTurita_Dolls%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515348421866787682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIp0Kwnhk2I/AAAAAAAADFo/Q1xj2o35KTo/s320/2330340425_a5820dff3f_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TI-FL78jTYI/AAAAAAAADIg/a3eIKAG91r4/s1600/IMG_3537%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516774508668865922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TI-FL78jTYI/AAAAAAAADIg/a3eIKAG91r4/s320/IMG_3537%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at this gorgeous Lion of Lucerne chocolate sculpture!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&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/8304541891864540699-5364793700230641855?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/5364793700230641855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=5364793700230641855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/5364793700230641855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/5364793700230641855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/09/wine-cheese-and-swiss-chocolate-please.html' title='Wine, Cheese, and Swiss Chocolate, Please!!!'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIpyw1dUlTI/AAAAAAAADEo/qXs0zUNVfi8/s72-c/3159562477_5daee53f8e_b%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-18073490804012864</id><published>2010-09-07T18:19:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T12:54:17.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucerne, Switzerland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbmur5isZI/AAAAAAAADDY/jfCg1PLUlzo/s1600/2329094221_a524306768_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514348483494195602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbmur5isZI/AAAAAAAADDY/jfCg1PLUlzo/s320/2329094221_a524306768_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are going to visit Lucerne. Lucerne is in the German speaking portion of the country located in the north-central part of Switzerland. Lucerne is the the capital city of the Canton of Lucerne (same name). Lucerne is the largest populated city in Central Switzerland. It's metropolitan area consists of 17 cities and towns that make up three cantons. Sort of like Houston or Los Angeles with all the smaller cities within the city itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucerne is surrounded by gorgeous scenery, Lake Lucerne, Mount Pilatus and Rigi (Swiss Alps), and it's very own attractions such as Chapel Bridge, Lion of Lucerne, and the Glacier Gardens. Lucerne is one of the top tourist destinations in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbmuBeBuYI/AAAAAAAADDQ/pR3g9PDayZA/s1600/2329085381_66e07b3a0c_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514348472104499586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbmuBeBuYI/AAAAAAAADDQ/pR3g9PDayZA/s320/2329085381_66e07b3a0c_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbmUZCrt9I/AAAAAAAADC4/AJs9o_oS1Mw/s1600/2329090139_c156aa9566_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514348031755663314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbmUZCrt9I/AAAAAAAADC4/AJs9o_oS1Mw/s320/2329090139_c156aa9566_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend I found myself eagerly flipping through pages of my Swiss tour guide. I came across one of the most amazing memorials I've ever seen. The monument is called, "Lion of Lucerne." What caught my attention was the beautiful lion sculpture carved into a rock. I can only imagine what a sight it must be standing before it in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbmT5Hy1WI/AAAAAAAADCw/mSDw3cRIWEo/s1600/2360373188_5885eba087_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514348023187166562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbmT5Hy1WI/AAAAAAAADCw/mSDw3cRIWEo/s320/2360373188_5885eba087_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Danish artist, Bertel Thorvaldsen, sculpted the monument in the early 1800's as a way to honor the fallen Swiss Guards. The sculpture is carved in a sandstone cliff, near Lucerne's Glacier Garden and the Bourbaki Panorama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbmAV5BZjI/AAAAAAAADCo/M8cA-K0YQ6M/s1600/3146430338_0c946b29b5_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514347687312451122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbmAV5BZjI/AAAAAAAADCo/M8cA-K0YQ6M/s320/3146430338_0c946b29b5_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is it absolutely gorgeous but the history behind the memorial is very interesting. During the French Revolution, King Louis XVI, Marie Antoinette, and their children were caught fleeing the country. The heated political situation had become very dangerous for the royal family as the people of France began to form an alliance against the King. They wanted more rights but King Louis XVI pushed back their efforts. The people were also very disgusted with the queen and considered her heartless towards their suffering. This is where we get the "let them eat cake" phrase. There was a bread shortage and bread was the staple source of food for the working class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbl_9gKVdI/AAAAAAAADCg/DYGykLIBX0U/s1600/ee.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514347680765728210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbl_9gKVdI/AAAAAAAADCg/DYGykLIBX0U/s320/ee.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did they feel that the Marie Antoinette was heartless but rumors spread through out the countryside that she was spent money on her extravagant promiscuous lifestyle. The anger and anxiety of the people caused them to quickly formed riots outside the palace. Many of the French aristocrats fled the country. Marie Antoinette refused many attempts because she did not want to leave the king. However, the family finally decided to escape by disguising themselves as servants of a wealthy baroness. They were captured within 24 hours after their escape and returned to the palace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIblrdEwQqI/AAAAAAAADCY/8CamYTY7FSg/s1600/Koning_Louis_XV%3B_Hyacinthe_Rigaud%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514347328463454882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIblrdEwQqI/AAAAAAAADCY/8CamYTY7FSg/s320/Koning_Louis_XV%3B_Hyacinthe_Rigaud%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June 20, 1791 a violent mob broke into the Tuileries Palace and massacred over 700 Swiss officers and soldiers. They imprisoned and executed the royal family. Princesse de Lamballe, a royal attendant, was beheaded. They put her head on a spike and paraded it up and down the street in front of Marie Antoinette's prison window. She fainted at the news of her loyal companion's fate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIblrF6IwHI/AAAAAAAADCQ/wSxttfgdddo/s1600/Jacques_Bertaux_-_Prise_du_palais_des_Tuileries_-_1793_%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514347322244907122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIblrF6IwHI/AAAAAAAADCQ/wSxttfgdddo/s320/Jacques_Bertaux_-_Prise_du_palais_des_Tuileries_-_1793_%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette were both put on trial and found guilty for numerous accounts. They were eventually both executed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millions of tourists come from all around the world to visit the amazing memorial. Including the infamous American author, Mark Twain. Mark Twain said this about the Lion of Lucerne "the most mournful and moving piece of stone in the world." I couldn't agree more, Mr. Twain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIblbjyWzOI/AAAAAAAADCI/pJyCF-A9Kp8/s1600/mark_twain%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514347055387430114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIblbjyWzOI/AAAAAAAADCI/pJyCF-A9Kp8/s320/mark_twain%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucerne is a very unique city full of interesting attractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bourbaki Panorama Lucerne has a impressive circular painting of the Franco-Prussian War of 1870. It was painted by Edouard Castres in 1881. Oh, I can't describe in words how much I would love to see this painting and the Lion of Lucerne. I could spend countless hours taking it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIblbfj5s8I/AAAAAAAADCA/XM5ORrppKUM/s1600/2360224309_f8fbd85897_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514347054253061058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIblbfj5s8I/AAAAAAAADCA/XM5ORrppKUM/s320/2360224309_f8fbd85897_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapel Bridge is the oldest wooden bridge in Europe!!! It was built in 1333!!! It's sole purpose was to protect the city from attacks. Inside the bridge are a series of paintings from the 17th century. However, the majority of these paintings were destroyed in a fire back in 1993. The bridge was quickly rebuilt but the blackened structure still can be seen today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbk5mN7WtI/AAAAAAAADB4/hZjYTjNGfmk/s1600/1871057944_e31f875560_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514346471924390610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbk5mN7WtI/AAAAAAAADB4/hZjYTjNGfmk/s320/1871057944_e31f875560_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbk5b-WbtI/AAAAAAAADBw/KVTtg9C2pKI/s1600/290588154_e36f5812ea_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514346469174701778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbk5b-WbtI/AAAAAAAADBw/KVTtg9C2pKI/s320/290588154_e36f5812ea_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did you know over 20 million years ago central Switzerland was a tropical paradise similar to Hawaii? The entire region was covered under a huge glacier about 20,000 years ago. The glacier began melting and created water ways through the region. With the combinations of water currents, vortexes, and giant water potholes, this formed a wonderful glacier garden. You can visit the Glacier Garden at &lt;a href="http://www.gletchschergarten.ch/"&gt;http://www.gletchschergarten.ch/&lt;/a&gt; to read more about it. My friend told me that she has visited this museum and that there is a Mirror Maze that was created back in 1896 for a national exhibition. Wow! I truly want to visit Lucerne and see all these wonderful things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIfLHC64stI/AAAAAAAADDg/5tdaBfo8IZM/s1600/2329118453_c7344b76aa_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514599590641840850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIfLHC64stI/AAAAAAAADDg/5tdaBfo8IZM/s320/2329118453_c7344b76aa_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-18073490804012864?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/18073490804012864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=18073490804012864' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/18073490804012864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/18073490804012864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/09/lucerne-switzerland.html' title='Lucerne, Switzerland'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIbmur5isZI/AAAAAAAADDY/jfCg1PLUlzo/s72-c/2329094221_a524306768_b%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-1896340619727962594</id><published>2010-09-04T14:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T14:32:26.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKddINlL3I/AAAAAAAADBQ/zhXt524AqlY/s1600/antiques.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513142017601122162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKddINlL3I/AAAAAAAADBQ/zhXt524AqlY/s320/antiques.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Antiques&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKdc18kygI/AAAAAAAADBI/AhajgE-JkUk/s1600/bubble+baths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513142012697954818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKdc18kygI/AAAAAAAADBI/AhajgE-JkUk/s320/bubble+baths.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bubble Baths&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKdUwXVdfI/AAAAAAAADBA/XPp9nnSerFg/s1600/cooking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513141873760630258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKdUwXVdfI/AAAAAAAADBA/XPp9nnSerFg/s320/cooking.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cooking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKdUtNN89I/AAAAAAAADA4/yYlkdk7m1r8/s1600/poolside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513141872912888786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKdUtNN89I/AAAAAAAADA4/yYlkdk7m1r8/s320/poolside.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lounging Poolside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKdUQbHjyI/AAAAAAAADAw/_vJfA49DoiA/s1600/make+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513141865186561826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKdUQbHjyI/AAAAAAAADAw/_vJfA49DoiA/s320/make+up.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make up and Hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKdIwypnTI/AAAAAAAADAo/PlBdQbSz3A0/s1600/travel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513141667716767026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKdIwypnTI/AAAAAAAADAo/PlBdQbSz3A0/s320/travel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Traveling&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKdIbHhJoI/AAAAAAAADAg/THaQNGHOZ7I/s1600/snow+skiing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513141661898712706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKdIbHhJoI/AAAAAAAADAg/THaQNGHOZ7I/s320/snow+skiing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snow Skiing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKdHwqiMWI/AAAAAAAADAY/yNcyEOOzGBU/s1600/vintage+mercedes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513141650502857058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKdHwqiMWI/AAAAAAAADAY/yNcyEOOzGBU/s320/vintage+mercedes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vintage Mercedes&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What are some of your favorite things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/8304541891864540699-1896340619727962594?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/1896340619727962594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=1896340619727962594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1896340619727962594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1896340619727962594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-favorite-things.html' title='My Favorite Things'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TIKddINlL3I/AAAAAAAADBQ/zhXt524AqlY/s72-c/antiques.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-878370755762630145</id><published>2010-09-01T20:07:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T11:07:45.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chateau de Chillon</title><content type='html'>I think every little girl at one time has fantasized about being a princess and living in a castle. I must admit the only castle I've come close to is the Cinderella castle at Disneyland. I've always wanted to tour a real castle I've seen in pictures spread across Europe. Today I'm going to blog on a real Swiss castle called Château de Chillon (aka: Chillon Castle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8L0ItGAFI/AAAAAAAAC98/CDkcZKEtKSY/s1600/4227360260_b260e1e495_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512137459242500178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8L0ItGAFI/AAAAAAAAC98/CDkcZKEtKSY/s320/4227360260_b260e1e495_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8L0_pMT-I/AAAAAAAAC-E/s0H-VGYmNBc/s1600/1399566478_ae8182d228_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512137473990086626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8L0_pMT-I/AAAAAAAAC-E/s0H-VGYmNBc/s320/1399566478_ae8182d228_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chillon Castle is located on Lac Léman (Lake Geneva) at the eastern end of the lake, 3 km from Montreux, Switzerland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8ML7dvlGI/AAAAAAAAC-c/AfCgV-o-Ldo/s1600/1369817531_b78a6c8458_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512137868005315682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8ML7dvlGI/AAAAAAAAC-c/AfCgV-o-Ldo/s320/1369817531_b78a6c8458_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The castle itself consists of 100 independent buildings. The oldest section of the castle has not been definitively dated, but the oldest record written dates it around 1160 or 1005. Although the Chillon Castle was never taken by siege, it did change ownership through treaties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8MLT2GufI/AAAAAAAAC-U/DqStgkEiMno/s1600/3529865881_eaa90880db_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512137857370077682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8MLT2GufI/AAAAAAAAC-U/DqStgkEiMno/s320/3529865881_eaa90880db_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8MhVlTu5I/AAAAAAAAC-8/rQUD24anGCQ/s1600/1369783589_c19a7be033_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512138235793619858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8MhVlTu5I/AAAAAAAAC-8/rQUD24anGCQ/s320/1369783589_c19a7be033_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8L1Ttd5LI/AAAAAAAAC-M/7FoVgWkmuww/s1600/1370712148_52e0b9695e_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512137479376725170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8L1Ttd5LI/AAAAAAAAC-M/7FoVgWkmuww/s320/1370712148_52e0b9695e_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8Mh-HgEWI/AAAAAAAAC_E/ywcLWA-A-nI/s1600/31070295_c0d9151feb_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512138246674452834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8Mh-HgEWI/AAAAAAAAC_E/ywcLWA-A-nI/s320/31070295_c0d9151feb_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8Mg6XD_mI/AAAAAAAAC-0/cYLKxpMfM4M/s1600/1369800793_57bc40c3c2_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512138228486110818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8Mg6XD_mI/AAAAAAAAC-0/cYLKxpMfM4M/s320/1369800793_57bc40c3c2_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine the loads of history that surrounds this wonderful structure. Did you know that the Chillon Castle is referenced in a famous poem? The Prisoner of Chillon (1816) was written by Lord Byron who wrote about François de Bonivard, a Genevois monk and politician who was imprisoned there from 1530 to 1536. If you walk down to the dungeon you'll find his name engraved in one of the pillars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH_JE_pAVRI/AAAAAAAADAI/vLMRbuIcQvE/s1600/525060969_d3a78bca29_z%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512345556564858130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH_JE_pAVRI/AAAAAAAADAI/vLMRbuIcQvE/s320/525060969_d3a78bca29_z%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH_JFATY4TI/AAAAAAAADAQ/kuxbjT3ek-w/s1600/1369795293_e61aa4ad02_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512345556742627634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH_JFATY4TI/AAAAAAAADAQ/kuxbjT3ek-w/s320/1369795293_e61aa4ad02_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SONNET ON CHILLON &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Lord Byron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eternal Spirit of the chainless Mind !&lt;br /&gt;Brightest in dungeons, Liberty ! thou art,&lt;br /&gt;For there thy habitation is the heart ---&lt;br /&gt;The heart which love of thee alone can bind;&lt;br /&gt;And when thy sons to fetters are consign'd ---&lt;br /&gt;To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom,&lt;br /&gt;Their country conquers with their martyrdom,&lt;br /&gt;And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.&lt;br /&gt;Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place,&lt;br /&gt;And thy sad floor an altar --- for 't was trod,&lt;br /&gt;Until his very steps have left a trace&lt;br /&gt;Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod,&lt;br /&gt;By Bonnivard ! May non those marks efface !&lt;br /&gt;For they appeal from tyranny to God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the Chillon Castle is used for elegant banquets and also hosts as a museum. Many tourist can tour the castle which is full of historical objects. I don't know about you but I'm sold. Here is a link to the castle and you'll see pictures of the banquet hall. Out of this world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chillon.ch/en/"&gt;http://www.chillon.ch/en/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8MMdn2XUI/AAAAAAAAC-k/fDSrlYtLtS0/s1600/1370697026_8b45fcf17b_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512137877174508866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8MMdn2XUI/AAAAAAAAC-k/fDSrlYtLtS0/s320/1370697026_8b45fcf17b_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8Mgg1FC2I/AAAAAAAAC-s/_aV44FHq7KQ/s1600/1369802041_545351e2d2_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512138221632686946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8Mgg1FC2I/AAAAAAAAC-s/_aV44FHq7KQ/s320/1369802041_545351e2d2_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH_JEbZZiWI/AAAAAAAADAA/jeeRmSORGV8/s1600/2378243548_421700f42b_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512345546835724642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH_JEbZZiWI/AAAAAAAADAA/jeeRmSORGV8/s320/2378243548_421700f42b_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-878370755762630145?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/878370755762630145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=878370755762630145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/878370755762630145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/878370755762630145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/09/chateau-de-chillon.html' title='Chateau de Chillon'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH8L0ItGAFI/AAAAAAAAC98/CDkcZKEtKSY/s72-c/4227360260_b260e1e495_b%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-2431976714713585224</id><published>2010-08-27T22:03:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T10:17:10.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Passports Not Needed!!!!</title><content type='html'>It has been a true privilege to have met an incredible friend from Switzerland. As our friendship has developed over the past few months I've been learning as much as I can about her country and the culture there. My husband attended school in Germany and would take every opportunity to travel to Switzerland. He told me that it was one of the most beautiful countries he's ever seen (he's well traveled). After researching this wonderful place I can see what he was referring to. I'm helplessly in love with Switzerland. This week I'm going to tour through the countryside and invite all of you to join me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first day we'll learn about the history that makes up this incredible country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THiB6NHVpFI/AAAAAAAAC8s/76BLORWj9gA/s1600/3174597764_b1537860bc_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510296981040637010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THiB6NHVpFI/AAAAAAAAC8s/76BLORWj9gA/s320/3174597764_b1537860bc_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the flag of Switzerland. It's red with a white Greek cross in the center. It's one of the two square sovereign-state flags, the other being the flag of the Vatican City. The white cross has been used in the Old Swiss Confederacy since the 14th century, but the modern design of a white cross suspended in a square red field was introduced only after the end of the Napoleonic period, in 1815, and was introduced as official national flag in 1889.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THiHHyExRyI/AAAAAAAAC80/6rgfivTnttU/s1600/4036902602_96c6b586ea_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510302711858415394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THiHHyExRyI/AAAAAAAAC80/6rgfivTnttU/s320/4036902602_96c6b586ea_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a very unique and fascinating history behind the name of Switzerland. Did you know that Switzerland was first settled by Celtic tribes? One particular tribe named Helvetii. They migrated into Switzerland during the 2nd century BC. That's almost impossible to comprehend considering we come from such a young country. The Helvetti's were dominant in the area during the time the Roman empire ruled and stretched beyond them into Gaul. So the Roman name for Switzerland becomes Helvetia. That is why you see CH as the symbol for Switzerland. It stands for Confederatio Helvetica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THxFl7advhI/AAAAAAAAC9E/VEx-EihhUJM/s1600/sar-sm1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511356561900813842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THxFl7advhI/AAAAAAAAC9E/VEx-EihhUJM/s320/sar-sm1%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switzerland is divided into 26 cantons. Each canton has its own constitution, own parliament, and own government and courts. However, there are differences between each individual cantons, particularly in terms of population and geographics. Also, there are two enclaves:&lt;br /&gt;Büsingen belongs to Germany, Campione d'Italia belongs to Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THxH_kTujGI/AAAAAAAAC9M/VpBlbGgx9ZI/s1600/CH_Run_blasons-suisses%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511359201398393954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THxH_kTujGI/AAAAAAAAC9M/VpBlbGgx9ZI/s320/CH_Run_blasons-suisses%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Germanic tribe called, Alamanni, began occupying the area between the Rhine and Danube, northern Switzerland. The Alamanni brought the German language into Switzerland. There are four official languages in Switzerland: German, French, Italian, and Romanch. English is sort of an unofficial fifth language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very intrigued with the history because I recently researched my family tree and found out that my great, great, great, great, great, grandfather came from Switzerland. He was born and raised in Bern. That is the furthest back I can go on my family tree. I would love to find out more. I wonder if my family originally came from the Alamanni tribe. Wouldn't that be interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of interesting facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THxRyVN-cqI/AAAAAAAAC9k/TLdMbbcaj4A/s1600/2605633824_6d4640dabd_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511369969125716642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THxRyVN-cqI/AAAAAAAAC9k/TLdMbbcaj4A/s320/2605633824_6d4640dabd_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of mountains in Switzerland, some of them harboring glaciers. The most famous mountain in Switzerland is the Matterhorn. I use to love riding the Matterhorn ride at Disneyland when I was girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THxSpwzHibI/AAAAAAAAC9s/oHhFKMvdi2c/s1600/3722227166_d44734df7f_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511370921422064050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THxSpwzHibI/AAAAAAAAC9s/oHhFKMvdi2c/s320/3722227166_d44734df7f_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matterhorn ride at Disneyland California. Although a lot of fun but nothing compares to the real Matterhorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THxRxiiD2sI/AAAAAAAAC9c/cgTR4n0gT6Q/s1600/3823036175_eba2b45440_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511369955519748802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THxRxiiD2sI/AAAAAAAAC9c/cgTR4n0gT6Q/s320/3823036175_eba2b45440_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Lac Neuchatel. The largest lake in Switzerland is Lake Geneva or Lac Léman between Switzerland and France. However, Switzerland has many gorgeous lakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH0bWHhf4yI/AAAAAAAAC90/IyDN9Ia3V5U/s1600/283880428_a7e4b96b1d_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511591585761977122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TH0bWHhf4yI/AAAAAAAAC90/IyDN9Ia3V5U/s320/283880428_a7e4b96b1d_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Lake Geneva aka: Lac Léman. It's breathtaking. This is a lake where I could really relax on a summer day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THxRxHJREfI/AAAAAAAAC9U/qraAogH-tus/s1600/4536252161_be618059da_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511369948167999986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THxRxHJREfI/AAAAAAAAC9U/qraAogH-tus/s320/4536252161_be618059da_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swiss chocolate is the BEST chocolate on earth. There isn't another country on the planet that produces anything better than Swiss chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qte_UKrE4mE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qte_UKrE4mE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-2431976714713585224?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/2431976714713585224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=2431976714713585224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/2431976714713585224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/2431976714713585224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/08/passports-not-needed.html' title='Passports Not Needed!!!!'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THiB6NHVpFI/AAAAAAAAC8s/76BLORWj9gA/s72-c/3174597764_b1537860bc_o%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-7052533455098492141</id><published>2010-08-27T21:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T21:45:44.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vintage Daydream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THh31C7IuJI/AAAAAAAAC8k/9Ijmo8JXvFA/s1600/292074442_9169998c5e%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510285897289480338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THh31C7IuJI/AAAAAAAAC8k/9Ijmo8JXvFA/s320/292074442_9169998c5e%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-7052533455098492141?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/7052533455098492141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=7052533455098492141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7052533455098492141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/7052533455098492141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/08/vintage-daydream.html' title='A Vintage Daydream'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THh31C7IuJI/AAAAAAAAC8k/9Ijmo8JXvFA/s72-c/292074442_9169998c5e%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-3247679830672832510</id><published>2010-08-25T22:05:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T23:36:46.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Historical Home Wednesday ~ Nine</title><content type='html'>Y'all, I'm posting Historical Home Wednesday by the skin of my teeth. Today it my intention to post early this morning. However, the electrical company decided to work on the power lines this afternoon and shut the power off to our entire neighborhood. Yes, in the middle of August in Houston! That means no A/C for nearly 5 hours. I was frustrated to say the least but it gave me a good excuse to do a little shopping (wink). It's nearly 10 pm and the house is just starting to become comfortable once again. How they lived without A/C years ago.....I do not know. One thing I'm positive is that God will only give us what we can handle. He knew I was not cut out for an era without power to dry and curl my hair and A/C to bask under. That's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXoLxq4TBI/AAAAAAAAC5s/gEI-ROU1MWw/s1600/550183915_1b3206b88d_z%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509565008167062546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXoLxq4TBI/AAAAAAAAC5s/gEI-ROU1MWw/s320/550183915_1b3206b88d_z%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now that I'm done fuss'n I will get to my Historical Home Wednesday. I have chosen this house not because it's the most beautiful, not because it's surrounded by War Heroes or past Presidents, but because of the unique author who once resided here. There's another point of why this post is dear to my heart in which I'll reveal further down in my post. Today's Historical Home is on the Margaret Mitchell House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is Margaret Mitchell? Well, have y'all ever heard of a little flick called, Gone with the Wind? Ms. Mitchell wrote it. I believe it's one of the most famous movies ever written. Margaret Mitchell was born and raised in Atlanta, Georgia. She grew up around her family who had fought in the Civil War. Can you imagine the incredible stories she must have heard right from the sources mouth? I would love to be able to sit and listen to some of my ancestors recall the accounts of what they had seen during their time on this earth. The history!!! Speaking of history, she was related (cousin) to the infamous gunfighter Doc Holiday, who participated in the gunfight at the O.K. Corral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXuR1bkwPI/AAAAAAAAC7U/C8iuBXTCDnk/s1600/712292_f520%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509571709325590770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXuR1bkwPI/AAAAAAAAC7U/C8iuBXTCDnk/s320/712292_f520%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXvIYQ0WDI/AAAAAAAAC7c/XIFRFkfR7Lg/s1600/Six-Gun-Saloon-Gunfight%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509572646388652082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXvIYQ0WDI/AAAAAAAAC7c/XIFRFkfR7Lg/s320/Six-Gun-Saloon-Gunfight%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret Mitchell never graduated from college. She had to withdraw during her freshman year to take care of the household after her mother's death (died of the flu). Remember, mosquitoes carried a lot of viruses and we did not have the type of vaccines we have available today. Ms. Mitchell supported herself by taking a job at the Atlanta Journal. She often wrote a weekly column for the Sunday's edition under the name of Peggy Mitchell. She was the first female columnist in the South's largest newspaper. Her very first professional assignment was to interview an Atlanta socialite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXoM9cSnjI/AAAAAAAAC50/YaM1kwZ33Gk/s1600/mitchell%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509565028506967602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXoM9cSnjI/AAAAAAAAC50/YaM1kwZ33Gk/s320/mitchell%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitchell began writing Gone with the Wind after becoming bedridden with a broken ankle. The Margaret Mitchell house is where she was residing when she wrote her famous manuscript. Today tourist can visit the Margaret Mitchell House and Museum in Midtown Atlanta. A Gone with the Wind museum is located a few miles north of Atlanta, in Marietta, Georgia. It's referred to as "Scarlett On the Square."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXoNWBKaJI/AAAAAAAAC58/s6Xi3CijcN8/s1600/2796492999_59423e1bdc%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509565035104069778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXoNWBKaJI/AAAAAAAAC58/s6Xi3CijcN8/s320/2796492999_59423e1bdc%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitchell, a modest Atlanta newspaperwoman, gave her manuscript to editor Harold Latham, who was visiting Atlanta in 1935. He was scouting the South for promising writers. "Peggy" had a friend, Lois Cole, who worked for Latham and requested that she allow him to read her story. Mitchell gave her manuscript to her friend but changed her mind and asked for it back. But it was too late and Latham had already read and fell in love with it. He saw instant blockbuster and encouraged her to complete the story by sending an advance (check). Gone with the Wind was completed in March 1936.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXojcU4E5I/AAAAAAAAC6E/-o525s_ZZmM/s1600/1887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509565414754489234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXojcU4E5I/AAAAAAAAC6E/-o525s_ZZmM/s320/1887.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Margaret Mitchell house was actually an apartment building she and her husband, John Marsh, lived in during the time she wrote Gone with the Wind. She moved into unit No. 1 in 1925, when it was called Crescent Apartments. Her apartment is the only space that is restored to the original architectural features. The house remained an apartment building until 1978 and then became abandoned. In 1985, a group of preservationists restored the house and formed the Margaret Mitchell House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXojuT--KI/AAAAAAAAC6M/JNS6-nAoAZs/s1600/1990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509565419582584994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXojuT--KI/AAAAAAAAC6M/JNS6-nAoAZs/s320/1990.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXok7_TqsI/AAAAAAAAC6c/8MOw1VJ6BQ0/s1600/4709335411_f3487ddea5_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509565440433826498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXok7_TqsI/AAAAAAAAC6c/8MOw1VJ6BQ0/s320/4709335411_f3487ddea5_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXokXn0rnI/AAAAAAAAC6U/N-2U665luyM/s1600/4709335385_660e995c26_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509565430671650418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXokXn0rnI/AAAAAAAAC6U/N-2U665luyM/s320/4709335385_660e995c26_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in 1994, the house caught fire and was severely damaged. The Daimler-Benz, the German industrial group, purchased the property and restored the house back to the beautiful landmark we see today. THANK YOU DAIMLER-BENZ!!! I wish I could say that was the end to a wonderful gesture but the house caught fire again, forty days prior to its scheduled completion. The house, again, was restored and was opened to the public on May 17, 1997. It's become a famous tourist attraction for the city of Atlanta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXo0xSp-bI/AAAAAAAAC6k/iLUq1wCWUNU/s1600/ProductImage_480S%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509565712440097202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXo0xSp-bI/AAAAAAAAC6k/iLUq1wCWUNU/s320/ProductImage_480S%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXo1MpeXYI/AAAAAAAAC6s/4_BrdjHatws/s1600/ProductImage_481S%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509565719783562626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXo1MpeXYI/AAAAAAAAC6s/4_BrdjHatws/s320/ProductImage_481S%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as most of us would like to romantically believe there's a real Tara, that would be false. Gone with the Wind was actually filmed in California at the Culvar Studios, in Los Angeles. Sorry to burst anyones bubble. The deep Southern plantation does not exist. It's a set built by DW Griffith's Tom Ince in 1916. And so it looks like a plantation home you've probably seen it in these movies without realizing it was Tara; the filming of King Kong (1931), filming of Desi Arnaz and Lucille Ball show (1957), and Spielberg's E.T.. When Scarlett O'Hara vows never to go hungry again, she's actually looking over a field in Calabasas, California. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXrJyxL6lI/AAAAAAAAC7M/qjTlhHF2T44/s1600/Tara.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509568272637094482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXrJyxL6lI/AAAAAAAAC7M/qjTlhHF2T44/s320/Tara.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXo6Wqx9XI/AAAAAAAAC7E/iBFfq3NJVQ0/s1600/2088187405_749a397870%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509565808372741490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXo6Wqx9XI/AAAAAAAAC7E/iBFfq3NJVQ0/s320/2088187405_749a397870%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXo2EXDObI/AAAAAAAAC60/6Jrhe4aJ1PM/s1600/scarlett-wedding-1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509565734738672050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXo2EXDObI/AAAAAAAAC60/6Jrhe4aJ1PM/s320/scarlett-wedding-1%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how I told you that I would share why this post is little close to my heart? Well, Clark Gable is a relative of mine. Yep! My grandfather is his first cousin. And my grandfather knew Clark and use to see him at family gatherings when they first moved to California. Not only did grandfather know Clark but they resembled each other. My grandpa is in his eighties but still looks dashing in his mustache, broad shoulders, and same slick back hair. It's now all grey but he still is very handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXo288xRaI/AAAAAAAAC68/JJp8hKLYPVQ/s1600/56759_f520%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509565749929264546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXo288xRaI/AAAAAAAAC68/JJp8hKLYPVQ/s320/56759_f520%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-3247679830672832510?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/3247679830672832510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=3247679830672832510' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/3247679830672832510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/3247679830672832510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/08/historical-home-wednesday-nine.html' title='Historical Home Wednesday ~ Nine'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THXoLxq4TBI/AAAAAAAAC5s/gEI-ROU1MWw/s72-c/550183915_1b3206b88d_z%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-5251639188920600849</id><published>2010-08-21T17:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T17:56:27.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FOX HUNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THBVINFC9iI/AAAAAAAAC5k/AOM12W4y8DM/s1600/index.2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507995943712257570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THBVINFC9iI/AAAAAAAAC5k/AOM12W4y8DM/s320/index.2%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Fox Hunt decor. It's so timeless and very regal. I was thinking of decorating my husband's study in Fox Hunt. I think it's very masculine. However, I'm also a big fan of Fox Hunt myself. It makes me think of dark woods, green plaids, leather chairs, and brass light fixtures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like tapestry bags. I have a couple that I keep on hand for a quick weekend getaway. I'd love to get my hands on this adorable Fox Hunt bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THBOr4hGaCI/AAAAAAAAC5U/KlPxnpVHoyc/s1600/MET106%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507988860086675490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THBOr4hGaCI/AAAAAAAAC5U/KlPxnpVHoyc/s320/MET106%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see this adorable but chic pillow on a nice leather sofa or recliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THBOjuOBWEI/AAAAAAAAC5M/kUF9l6sd6pc/s1600/HP0563T-Chase_18x22ph%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507988719883343938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THBOjuOBWEI/AAAAAAAAC5M/kUF9l6sd6pc/s320/HP0563T-Chase_18x22ph%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can almost hear the fireplace crackle as I type this. I love the cool weather. Fall is my favorite season. However, we don't have very many cool nights in Texas but we do get a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THBOjWpwp8I/AAAAAAAAC5E/-EgscjxN5fs/s1600/WB-4739_1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507988713557239746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THBOjWpwp8I/AAAAAAAAC5E/-EgscjxN5fs/s320/WB-4739_1%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want this brooch! I want this brooch! I have several wool coats and sweaters that would look fantastic with this little guy. Does anyone else love brooches?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THBOjCUnUbI/AAAAAAAAC48/shIyCIigGUM/s1600/huntsman-brooch-1451259%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507988708099838386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THBOjCUnUbI/AAAAAAAAC48/shIyCIigGUM/s320/huntsman-brooch-1451259%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect for entertaining. I would make appetizers and a dip with this cute serving platter and bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THBOiwn9MXI/AAAAAAAAC40/ib1IiQOwvnw/s1600/68FoxHunting2piecechipdip12inchdia-85lg%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507988703349125490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THBOiwn9MXI/AAAAAAAAC40/ib1IiQOwvnw/s320/68FoxHunting2piecechipdip12inchdia-85lg%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a cute little cartoon dated back to the 1930's. I think it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6If6K5dDqVk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6If6K5dDqVk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-5251639188920600849?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/5251639188920600849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=5251639188920600849' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/5251639188920600849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/5251639188920600849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/08/fox-hunt.html' title='FOX HUNT'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/THBVINFC9iI/AAAAAAAAC5k/AOM12W4y8DM/s72-c/index.2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-6060162626234913322</id><published>2010-08-17T21:20:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T22:49:24.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Historical Home Wednesday ~ Eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtJ52CJITI/AAAAAAAAC3U/R9Wgc46kmrU/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506576227496436018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtJ52CJITI/AAAAAAAAC3U/R9Wgc46kmrU/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this Historical Home Wednesday I've chosen, Oatlands Plantation. Oatlands Plantation is located in Loudoun, Virginia. It was built by George Carter in 1798. What makes this house unique is that it's considered to be America's second oldest house. This American beauty was built on 3,400 acres of farmland. It started as a wheat farm, but soon after expanded to grains, sheep, vineyard, and a full scale saw mill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtJ5uCb8XI/AAAAAAAAC3M/fT3ROkg9R5M/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506576225350185330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtJ5uCb8XI/AAAAAAAAC3M/fT3ROkg9R5M/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtJ5HpvHlI/AAAAAAAAC3E/Y9R-R-jZAYY/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506576215046037074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtJ5HpvHlI/AAAAAAAAC3E/Y9R-R-jZAYY/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtJuOsXlZI/AAAAAAAAC28/wJ7oS_lG-Vw/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506576027957564818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtJuOsXlZI/AAAAAAAAC28/wJ7oS_lG-Vw/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Carter was the first in his family to be born in the new United States, rather than under British colony of Virginia. He studied law at the University of Pennyslvania. He was a very wealthy farmer and enjoyed the fine arts. He was involved in politics, a Federalist, believing in the strong centralization of power in the federal government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtRMvQv79I/AAAAAAAAC4U/3dK9t3zlC40/s1600/a%2520gcarter%2520i%2520websized%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506584248677560274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtRMvQv79I/AAAAAAAAC4U/3dK9t3zlC40/s320/a%2520gcarter%2520i%2520websized%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtKIq1-LlI/AAAAAAAAC3c/k-aj_m8LZ3k/s1600/4137958611_56403987ee_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506576482190634578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtKIq1-LlI/AAAAAAAAC3c/k-aj_m8LZ3k/s320/4137958611_56403987ee_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1897, the Carter family sold Oatlands Plantation to Stilson Hutchins. Stilson Hutchins was the founder of the Washington Post newspaper. However, although Mr. Hutchins purchased the home he never took residence there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtKas-bduI/AAAAAAAAC4M/uLAMTooqx3Y/s1600/Stilson_Hutchins,_Washington_Post_founder%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506576792000624354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtKas-bduI/AAAAAAAAC4M/uLAMTooqx3Y/s320/Stilson_Hutchins,_Washington_Post_founder%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtJt9oOfEI/AAAAAAAAC20/ro4v0whPa1Y/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506576023376788546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtJt9oOfEI/AAAAAAAAC20/ro4v0whPa1Y/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtJth6ZehI/AAAAAAAAC2s/EJ1dwvIgFsg/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506576015936813586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtJth6ZehI/AAAAAAAAC2s/EJ1dwvIgFsg/s320/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hutchins sold the property to Mr. and Mrs. William Corcoran Eustis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtRMwQrbeI/AAAAAAAAC4c/Z052hQfdawg/s1600/WCEustis%2520WWI%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506584248945700322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtRMwQrbeI/AAAAAAAAC4c/Z052hQfdawg/s320/WCEustis%2520WWI%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W.C. Eustis came from a wealthy and influential southern family. His family originally came from Massachusetts, however, they moved to New Orleans in early 19th century. William's grandfather became the first chief justice of the first Supreme Court of Louisiana. His mother was the only child of the wealthy financier and philanthropist William Wilson Corcoran of Washington, D.C.. William Eustis also studied law but never pursued a career. He spent his life chasing his true passions, horses and hunting. Oatlands gave him a base in Virginia to breed horses and host fox hunts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtKIygJulI/AAAAAAAAC3k/rSGvQ9atA3k/s1600/3543448340_6d0e3a6856_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506576484246600274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtKIygJulI/AAAAAAAAC3k/rSGvQ9atA3k/s320/3543448340_6d0e3a6856_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtRNO53aQI/AAAAAAAAC4k/VLlL2S1I2hI/s1600/EEustis%2520and%2520Margey%25201903%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506584257171515650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtRNO53aQI/AAAAAAAAC4k/VLlL2S1I2hI/s320/EEustis%2520and%2520Margey%25201903%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mrs. Edith Morton Eustis also came from a wealthy family. She was one of five daughters born to a self-made financier and politician Levi P. Morton. She belonged to high society, had good looks, intelligence, and was very educated. When she was only 28, she wrote a novel, Marion Manning. It was published in 1902.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtVrQ3ihGI/AAAAAAAAC4s/Up-bxcv8gkw/s1600/41qfjMEo9tL._SS500_%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506589171141215330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtVrQ3ihGI/AAAAAAAAC4s/Up-bxcv8gkw/s320/41qfjMEo9tL._SS500_%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mrs. Eustis restored the gardens. Mrs. Eustis added boxwood-lined parterres to the terraces, statues, and beautiful rose garden. She even added a gorgeous reflecting pool. Today her hard work and green thumb can be enjoyed by all who visit the grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtKWkz0qpI/AAAAAAAAC4E/UMEwe5osNJs/s1600/3891707412_72463e3941_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506576721089178258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtKWkz0qpI/AAAAAAAAC4E/UMEwe5osNJs/s320/3891707412_72463e3941_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtKWR72PtI/AAAAAAAAC38/fiuGQ_kM0lQ/s1600/3219358766_b9a887c23b_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506576716022562514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtKWR72PtI/AAAAAAAAC38/fiuGQ_kM0lQ/s320/3219358766_b9a887c23b_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtKVwFgx1I/AAAAAAAAC30/Y1DYaleNVeI/s1600/3218499321_f2624e71ee_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506576706936293202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtKVwFgx1I/AAAAAAAAC30/Y1DYaleNVeI/s320/3218499321_f2624e71ee_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtKJSVOqvI/AAAAAAAAC3s/pqQb71oemlM/s1600/3218510729_c37d1ffe98_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506576492790721266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtKJSVOqvI/AAAAAAAAC3s/pqQb71oemlM/s320/3218510729_c37d1ffe98_o%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After her death in 1964, her family donated the estate to the National Trust under the National Trust Community Investment Corporation. Oatlands was declared a National Historic Landmark in 1972.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks y'all for taking my Historic Home Wednesday Tour. Have a wonderful week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-6060162626234913322?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/6060162626234913322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=6060162626234913322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6060162626234913322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6060162626234913322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/08/historical-home-wednesday-eight.html' title='Historical Home Wednesday ~ Eight'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGtJ52CJITI/AAAAAAAAC3U/R9Wgc46kmrU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-5342705440156137576</id><published>2010-08-16T21:21:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T22:01:46.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Inspiration</title><content type='html'>I think Marlene Dietrich had a lot of style for her time. I wish that society would go back to that era where they really took a lot of pride in their appearance. Many people look sloppy these days. They call it casual but it's just plain sloppy to me. The other weekend my husband and I drove to a little authentic Mediterranean restaurant. As we were being seated the young hostess asked why we were so dressed up. I honestly didn't know what to say. We were dressed as in our daily attire (nothing fancy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do take pride in what I wear. I try to coordinate my outfits and I believe that accessories can really pull everything together. I often like to reflect back to the 20's and 30's for inspirations. I do not believe in keeping up with fads. I see so many women make that mistake. Often fads are intended to market towards younger women (teens and 20's) but in my opinion I believe women should stay away from them as they mature. There is a saying in France, "Elegance is the privilege of age." I don't understand why everyone in the United States is so fearful of growing older. I embrace each stage of my life and I'm comfortable in my skin. Elegance is the respect that a woman has for herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dress extremely conservative and I admire wardrobes full of silk and cashmere. Here is a few ideas I put together from using Marlene Dietrich as my inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzutkvghI/AAAAAAAAC2M/wp7-rXWDN5w/s1600/89103_1267467318%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506200003270378002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzutkvghI/AAAAAAAAC2M/wp7-rXWDN5w/s320/89103_1267467318%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzuO7vLUI/AAAAAAAAC2E/j93w42KcMjA/s1600/img-thing%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506199995045326146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzuO7vLUI/AAAAAAAAC2E/j93w42KcMjA/s320/img-thing%5B2%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzuHv70aI/AAAAAAAAC18/VvhXTJf7v-E/s1600/st207_300%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506199993116774818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzuHv70aI/AAAAAAAAC18/VvhXTJf7v-E/s320/st207_300%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzdMQFcRI/AAAAAAAAC10/7H9DQPAqhFY/s1600/Marlene-Dietrich-Celebrity-Image-234392%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506199702267588882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzdMQFcRI/AAAAAAAAC10/7H9DQPAqhFY/s320/Marlene-Dietrich-Celebrity-Image-234392%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGn0-5s61OI/AAAAAAAAC2U/8LREj-DUoJU/s1600/prodImage%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506201380915434722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGn0-5s61OI/AAAAAAAAC2U/8LREj-DUoJU/s320/prodImage%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGn7KIJj_JI/AAAAAAAAC2c/NmAHmE0JBTI/s1600/Jewelry.14%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506208170841996434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGn7KIJj_JI/AAAAAAAAC2c/NmAHmE0JBTI/s320/Jewelry.14%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzcQgfEXI/AAAAAAAAC1k/4vgnmc4l6UA/s1600/besl109_opi_big_apple_red_lacquer%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506199686230249842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzcQgfEXI/AAAAAAAAC1k/4vgnmc4l6UA/s320/besl109_opi_big_apple_red_lacquer%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzMNm444I/AAAAAAAAC1c/YUxnp2qFZXI/s1600/MARLENE_DIETRICH007%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506199410573894530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzMNm444I/AAAAAAAAC1c/YUxnp2qFZXI/s320/MARLENE_DIETRICH007%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzL8Y-P9I/AAAAAAAAC1U/F3eLidcHoRk/s1600/armani-blazer-jacket-364368-52670_zoom%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506199405952122834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzL8Y-P9I/AAAAAAAAC1U/F3eLidcHoRk/s320/armani-blazer-jacket-364368-52670_zoom%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzLvEoyYI/AAAAAAAAC1M/iQJqmz3sDMY/s1600/2000-2142-2900-10_1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506199402377169282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzLvEoyYI/AAAAAAAAC1M/iQJqmz3sDMY/s320/2000-2142-2900-10_1%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGn7KLuqgtI/AAAAAAAAC2k/6toCjQVoksA/s1600/846%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506208171802919634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGn7KLuqgtI/AAAAAAAAC2k/6toCjQVoksA/s320/846%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-5342705440156137576?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/5342705440156137576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=5342705440156137576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/5342705440156137576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/5342705440156137576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/08/fashion-inspiration.html' title='Fashion Inspiration'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGnzutkvghI/AAAAAAAAC2M/wp7-rXWDN5w/s72-c/89103_1267467318%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-6158086343399350030</id><published>2010-08-13T22:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:59:40.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Antiques</title><content type='html'>As most of you know I adore antiques. I love to research pieces and often think of how I would pull everything together. I refer to my blog as inspirations prior to hunting down pieces across Houston. It's a way of taking my vision and bringing it out into visual that I can study. I had to look for antiques that would fit my vision and this is how it turned out. Would love your feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGYUVI8ETBI/AAAAAAAAC00/K6z8hQPZSAY/s1600/d4429092x%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGYUVI8ETBI/AAAAAAAAC00/K6z8hQPZSAY/s320/d4429092x%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505109947916241938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGYQB3wSzvI/AAAAAAAAC0k/jENDyFHB6Jo/s1600/George+1+style+%247100+20th+century.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505105218839432946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGYQB3wSzvI/AAAAAAAAC0k/jENDyFHB6Jo/s320/George+1+style+%247100+20th+century.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGYQBvK3yJI/AAAAAAAAC0c/TsaU_8NHHAU/s1600/Louis+XV+Ormolu+marquetry+18+century.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505105216534988946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGYQBvK3yJI/AAAAAAAAC0c/TsaU_8NHHAU/s320/Louis+XV+Ormolu+marquetry+18+century.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGYPrJ5Nx8I/AAAAAAAAC0U/gUOnW2AeRjE/s1600/Queen+Anne+Walnut+Arm+chair++18+Century+%248,900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505104828571699138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGYPrJ5Nx8I/AAAAAAAAC0U/gUOnW2AeRjE/s320/Queen+Anne+Walnut+Arm+chair++18+Century+%248,900.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGYPqr8OuYI/AAAAAAAAC0M/Usnn0H2kDgo/s1600/William+%26+Mary+oyester+veneer+kingwood+late+17th+century.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505104820531280258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGYPqr8OuYI/AAAAAAAAC0M/Usnn0H2kDgo/s320/William+%26+Mary+oyester+veneer+kingwood+late+17th+century.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGYPqN92vvI/AAAAAAAAC0E/Tx9tcRINXEY/s1600/Aubusson+French+Carpet+19th+Century.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505104812485033714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGYPqN92vvI/AAAAAAAAC0E/Tx9tcRINXEY/s320/Aubusson+French+Carpet+19th+Century.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-6158086343399350030?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/6158086343399350030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=6158086343399350030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6158086343399350030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/6158086343399350030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/08/antiques.html' title='Antiques'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGYUVI8ETBI/AAAAAAAAC00/K6z8hQPZSAY/s72-c/d4429092x%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-1531165950396471860</id><published>2010-08-11T09:03:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T10:16:09.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Historical Home Wednesday ~ Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK0QXL6UpI/AAAAAAAACy0/LUhwA9ih1nw/s1600/1271083205_d565110bf6_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504159887795049106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK0QXL6UpI/AAAAAAAACy0/LUhwA9ih1nw/s320/1271083205_d565110bf6_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gorgeous antebellum Bellamy Mansion is my next choice for Historic Home Wednesday. The Bellamy Mansion was built between 1858 and 1861. It's located in the heart of Wilmington, North Carolina.I love the design of this fabulous house. I can just see the men and women sitting on the porch sipping their mint juleps on a hot summer afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get down to the history of this little Southern jewel. The house was owned by Dr. John D. Bellamy, not only a physician but also a businessman. John Bellamy inherited a large piece of his father's plantation in South Carolina. However, he moved to Wilmington, North Carolina, to study medicine. He worked in medicine along side of Dr. William J. Harriss. After graduating from Jefferson Medical College in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, he married Dr. Harriss eldest daughter, Eliza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK0luLCvOI/AAAAAAAACzM/bYBsmeHOj0w/s1600/470px-DrJohnDillardBellamy%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504160254742674658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK0luLCvOI/AAAAAAAACzM/bYBsmeHOj0w/s320/470px-DrJohnDillardBellamy%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Bellamy took over his father-in-law's successful medical practice after his death. By 1860 the Bellamy family, included eight children, prepared to move into the mansion. This family surely knew how to throw a party as they hosted a grand house warming event. It was the event of the year in Wilmington and definitely the talk of the town. It's sad to hear that the excitement of the newly constructed home was short lived as only two months later, North Carolina seceded from the Union. Dr. Bellamy would take honor of heading the welcoming committee as Jefferson Davis visited Wilmington that Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK0Qn7U31I/AAAAAAAACy8/5gmXQE3Y9y8/s1600/3820773195_093e71827a_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504159892288888658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK0Qn7U31I/AAAAAAAACy8/5gmXQE3Y9y8/s320/3820773195_093e71827a_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of Dr. Bellamy's sons joined the Confederacy. Not only their lives were in danger as they fought the Union troops but the family's lives would also be in jeopardy. During the war the deadly outbreak of yellow fever begun to spread throughout Wilmington so the Bellamy family took refuge at Grovely Plantation. Seeking safety from the disease they risked personal safety as they would have to return to Bellamy Mansion soon after their arrival to Grovely. Union ships began bombarding nearby Fort Fisher and the decision of facing yellow fever was considered the less of two evils. However, they soon learned that Fort Fisher had fallen to the Union and Wilmington would become the last major port to supply the South. This making the situation worse as the Yankees would be making Wilmington their next target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK0mNPfuTI/AAAAAAAACzc/MZRBY91uTGY/s1600/3616856034_2b46c23836_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504160263082850610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK0mNPfuTI/AAAAAAAACzc/MZRBY91uTGY/s320/3616856034_2b46c23836_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK08RaHufI/AAAAAAAACzk/oak3rLgxKtg/s1600/1271081857_a6b0e088ba_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504160642158279154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK08RaHufI/AAAAAAAACzk/oak3rLgxKtg/s320/1271081857_a6b0e088ba_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Union arrived in Wilmington they seized control over the Bellamy Mansion. They took their land, buildings, and homes away from the Bellamy family. General Hawley, and his troops, occupied the mansion. He also refused Dr. Bellamy entry into Wilmington. Taking a big risk, Mrs. Bellamy traveled to her own house to meet Mrs. Hawley, who began living at the residence with her husband (the General), in hopes to retrieve her property back. Can you imagine how difficult that must have been to be entertained by a "Yankee" in your own home!!! I wonder if they served her tea with her very own china. I would have been spitting mad if that were me. I applaud Mrs. Wilmington for her self control during that less than fortunate event. Thankfully for President Andrew Jackson the Bellamy family would once again live in their beautiful house. President Jackson personally saw that the Bellamy family reclaimed their property back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK5Flw6clI/AAAAAAAACz8/Ql3VrVMPCDU/s1600/civil_war_soldiers%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504165200287920722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK5Flw6clI/AAAAAAAACz8/Ql3VrVMPCDU/s320/civil_war_soldiers%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK0l3kJcvI/AAAAAAAACzU/QeBMJRd4M_8/s1600/802870775_5ff54e99cb_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504160257263891186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK0l3kJcvI/AAAAAAAACzU/QeBMJRd4M_8/s320/802870775_5ff54e99cb_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life would slowly return to normal after the war. Dr. Bellamy would return to his medical practice and raise his family. Mrs. Bellamy worked on the house after those "Yankee's" occupied it and decided to enclose the property with a beautiful black iron fence. I don't blame her, I would be thinking an electrical fence after I'd been through what she had. Their children would follow in their father's footsteps and lead successful careers in law and medicine. Only one of four daughters would marry and have children. However, the Bellamy's had over 30 grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK085-TEtI/AAAAAAAACzs/BZIL4kok6yo/s1600/3821666470_8a0d1707e7_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504160653047435986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK085-TEtI/AAAAAAAACzs/BZIL4kok6yo/s320/3821666470_8a0d1707e7_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK09bPOzmI/AAAAAAAACz0/z9vW9iBwF5M/s1600/1271948744_8e09c03214_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504160661976829538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK09bPOzmI/AAAAAAAACz0/z9vW9iBwF5M/s320/1271948744_8e09c03214_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last Bellamy to live in the mansion as a private residence was Ellen Bellamy, she died in 1946.It's hard to believe by looking at the house that it sustained a horrific fire. A arsonist set fire to the home during preservation efforts in 1972 (someone would have to be pretty sick to want to destroy a historical home like this one). Thankfully she has been fully restored and now functions as a museum for all those who appreciate and admire historical architecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK0RC9MR4I/AAAAAAAACzE/KajkToovdcA/s1600/3821664426_a29a524a78_b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504159899544471426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK0RC9MR4I/AAAAAAAACzE/KajkToovdcA/s320/3821664426_a29a524a78_b%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8304541891864540699-1531165950396471860?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/1531165950396471860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=1531165950396471860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1531165950396471860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1531165950396471860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/08/bellamy-mansion.html' title='Historical Home Wednesday ~ Seven'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TGK0QXL6UpI/AAAAAAAACy0/LUhwA9ih1nw/s72-c/1271083205_d565110bf6_b%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-1773585709341089553</id><published>2010-08-08T17:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T19:02:19.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Hoyt</title><content type='html'>Rick Hoyt was born with the umbilical cord wrapped around his neck. Dick and his wife were told that he had Cerebral Palsy and was encouraged by the doctors to put him in an institution to live out the rest of his life. Instead they raised him with their other children. Often Dick would watch hockey with Rick and one day wondered if he understood what was going on. He asked a doctor if they could build Rick a computer to communicate with them. The doctor contacted a university in Boston and they had one built. Rick's first words were, "GO BRUINS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Rick was younger he asked his father if he could enter a charitable marathon for a friend of theirs who was sick. Dick was a couch potato and had never ran 5k let alone 5 blocks. Not wanting to disappoint his son, they entered and he pushed Rick in his wheelchair for the whole 5k. They came in second to last. When they crossed the finish line Rick told his father that it was the first time he'd never felt handicap in his whole life. Dick was so touched by this that he continued to compete in marathons and today have ran 20 Boston marathons and have competed in Iron Man more than 5 times. My husband's best friend does Iron Man and it has three brutal parts to it. You have to swim, bike, and run and Dick does all of this with Rick. Not only do they compete in marathons but Rick has graduated from high school and college. Amazing where determination can take you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue pressing on even if you have to work a little harder than most. Even if nobody else in this world believes that you can do it. Victory is so sweet when you cross that finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s0Vt6W5VIzc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s0Vt6W5VIzc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304541891864540699-1773585709341089553?l=midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/feeds/1773585709341089553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304541891864540699&amp;postID=1773585709341089553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1773585709341089553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304541891864540699/posts/default/1773585709341089553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnightmacaroons.blogspot.com/2010/08/team-hoyt.html' title='Team Hoyt'/><author><name>midnight macaroons</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04881376824966373767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/SwqnLsGKoZI/AAAAAAAABYU/SOhOIlNcI7E/S220/2862923311_b651856b50_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304541891864540699.post-3586445675912923734</id><published>2010-08-06T15:38:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T17:57:02.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NASA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TFyHrFemLeI/AAAAAAAACxk/1tZPBCdyprQ/s1600/sign.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502422019014536674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2z-eXOVj-0/TFyHrFemLeI/AAAAAAAACxk/1tZPBCdyprQ/s320/sign.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday afternoon my husband and I drove down to NASA. My father-in-law retired with NASA nearly 10 years ago. He was an electric engineer that worked on the rocket engines. My in-laws house is filled with NASA memorabilia and don't get me started on their Christmas tree. It has little astronauts and space shuttles on it. It's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's a picture of my hubby standing in front of the rocket systems that my FIL use to work on&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.b
