<?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-16650958</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:55:27.540-07:00</updated><category term='turtle'/><category term='goals'/><category term='birds'/><category term='Running'/><category term='hikes'/><title type='text'>News From Klamath Falls</title><subtitle type='html'>Notes on Running, Cycling, Coffee, Beer, Woodworking, Family and whatever else comes our way.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-2626848549631686948</id><published>2008-10-24T20:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T20:57:52.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>It's 8:56, and I am back from a two-day conference in Springfield.  The girls are sleeping, the cats are sleeping, and Jeff is reading a book.  It's quiet except for the occasional whoops of excitement from Modoc Field (K.U. is having their homecoming game).  I'm relaxing on the couch.  Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;-- Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-2626848549631686948?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/2626848549631686948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=2626848549631686948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/2626848549631686948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/2626848549631686948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/10/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-5654976670058847461</id><published>2008-10-22T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:56:58.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Read this now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://savvyextremeidealist.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Savvy, The Extreme, and the Idealist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-5654976670058847461?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/5654976670058847461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=5654976670058847461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/5654976670058847461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/5654976670058847461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/10/read-this-now.html' title='Read this now'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-7128585954071756104</id><published>2008-09-24T09:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T11:21:36.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fwd: Re: Please Forward!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;p&gt;Are you tired of getting messages like this that contain no facts? Me&lt;br /&gt;too. Here is a link to a column by George Will, one of the most&lt;br /&gt;conservative and level headed syndicated columnists in the country.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/09/22/AR2008092202583.html"&gt;column&lt;/a&gt; starts with a comparison between John McCain and the Queen&lt;br /&gt;of Hearts from "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found it very interesting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cam upon this column through &lt;a href="http://savvyextremeidealist.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Savvy, The Extreme &amp;amp; The Idealist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Trails.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Jeff&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Send this to all of your friends and your wildest wishes will come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-7128585954071756104?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/7128585954071756104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=7128585954071756104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/7128585954071756104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/7128585954071756104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/09/fwd-re-please-forward.html' title='Fwd: Re: Please Forward!!!!!'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-1577635230462972192</id><published>2008-09-03T09:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T09:54:47.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of School</title><content type='html'>Well, Zoe is off to her her first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SL6_A0YLnkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ASUbvwEr_Uk/s1600-h/P9030006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SL6_A0YLnkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ASUbvwEr_Uk/s400/P9030006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241837037086809666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SL6_BL0rUdI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-uLyoBxbTLc/s1600-h/P9030008.jpg"&gt;                         &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SL6_BL0rUdI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-uLyoBxbTLc/s400/P9030008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241837043380343250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got her all dressed, Zia all dressed, everyone's hair in a quail-tail, packed up the school supplies, took the checkbook to pay for hot lunch, then walked over to &lt;a href="http://www.kfalls.k12.or.us/schools/roosevelt.htm"&gt;Roosevelt Elementary&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SL6_BEOjxII/AAAAAAAAAH0/QdXdBlID7rA/s1600-h/P9030009.jpg"&gt;                                               &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SL6_BEOjxII/AAAAAAAAAH0/QdXdBlID7rA/s400/P9030009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241837041341416578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the kids were lining up outside. Mrs. Williams's class stood closest to the entry gate. We got Zoe squared away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SL6_BbWuBEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sWcuGaooUrw/s1600-h/P9030010.jpg"&gt;                                 &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SL6_BbWuBEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sWcuGaooUrw/s400/P9030010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241837047549658178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She marched off with her classmates and Zia and I came home. I didn't know whether I would cry or throw-up all the way home (luckily, there was not throwing-up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-1577635230462972192?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/1577635230462972192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=1577635230462972192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/1577635230462972192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/1577635230462972192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of School'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SL6_A0YLnkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ASUbvwEr_Uk/s72-c/P9030006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-1321640400698457240</id><published>2008-08-01T08:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T08:10:26.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a nerd! I'm going to blog about another blog post: I am now officially a Community Blogger for OregonLive.com, the Oregonian's website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my first post &lt;a href="http://blog.oregonlive.com/runoregon/2008/08/recovering_from_injury.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-1321640400698457240?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/1321640400698457240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=1321640400698457240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/1321640400698457240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/1321640400698457240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-nerd-im-going-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-8167300693940238930</id><published>2008-07-16T14:15:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:22:19.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Camp, Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH6TZbhOIWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZMNZz5F0Hng/s1600-h/P7160001_1_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH6TZbhOIWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZMNZz5F0Hng/s200/P7160001_1_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223774682889462114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH6SrR1o2OI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bWcQQFJo2Vg/s1600-h/P7160006_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH6SrR1o2OI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bWcQQFJo2Vg/s200/P7160006_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223773890016762082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was self portrait day for Zoe. They drew chalk drawings outside (picture coming tomorrow) as well as a pencil drawing and a marker drawing. Note the chin in the picture on the left, and the full set of teeth (missing two) and all the fingers in the drawing on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, we played in ScienceWorks for about 45 minutes. She rode the exercise bicycle to power a train.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH6STmCaMTI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6V3Cqsaik_s/s1600-h/P7160001_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH6STmCaMTI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6V3Cqsaik_s/s200/P7160001_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223773483122176306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She played with the ball tower (I would like to play with this, but there are strict height rules).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She played with bubbles, though the bubble mix wasn't perfect today: they popped too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH6TGOWswvI/AAAAAAAAAG8/gcC1rh6DHpE/s1600-h/P7160003_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH6TGOWswvI/AAAAAAAAAG8/gcC1rh6DHpE/s200/P7160003_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223774352938156786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She pulled herself up in the chair (illustrating block and tackles) (blocks and tackles?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had some lunch before heading back to Nana's. Then Costco and the Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Zoe was at camp, I rode from Ashland to Central Point on the wonderful &lt;a href="http://www.mailtribune.com/apps/pbcs.dll/section?category=GREENWAY"&gt;Bear Creek Greenway&lt;/a&gt;. There is only one road crossing (at a light at Barnett Rd. in Medford) in the whole twenty miles. The path is in pretty good shape, baring a few roots poking up the pavement. All in all a great ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH5lxCl1xcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/lrYRz15JB7w/s1600-h/P7160001_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-8167300693940238930?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/8167300693940238930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=8167300693940238930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/8167300693940238930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/8167300693940238930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/07/science-camp-day-3.html' title='Science Camp, Day 3'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH6TZbhOIWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZMNZz5F0Hng/s72-c/P7160001_1_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-2890955627288780562</id><published>2008-07-15T16:45:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:22:19.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2, Science Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH09Q_3peEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/CsoKjaFud1E/s1600-h/P7150010_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH09Q_3peEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/CsoKjaFud1E/s200/P7150010_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223398505051682882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Zoe and I got up at 6:40am ("I'm done sleeping, dad"). At 8:15, we took off, stopped by Les Schwab to drop off a tire for repair (had to be replaced).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH09gMNS5bI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ubwy29VEG78/s1600-h/P7150009_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH09gMNS5bI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ubwy29VEG78/s200/P7150009_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223398766061741490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe drew a picture of Meowmee (Mimi's cat) (legs and tail to follow), and drew and painted pictures of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I dropped off Zoe, I put the bike together and headed up Dead Indian Memorial Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://js.mapmyfitness.com/embed/blogview.html?r=c4f20c673f0c03d859c63d8c5e7feb6d&amp;amp;u=e&amp;amp;t=ride" frameborder="0" height="450" width="550"&gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;a href="http://www.mapmyride.com/ride/united-states/or/ashland/357406168"&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;Dead Indian Memorial Hill Climb&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;/a&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br/&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;a href="http://www.mapmyride.com/find-ride/united-states/or/ashland"&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;Find more Bike Rides in Ashland, Oregon&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;/a&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;!-- MMF PARTNER TOOL --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only stopped once, right near the bottom to adjust my rear derailleur. It was hard and long. DIMR has been a goal for a long time. Also, I saw a &lt;a href="http://www.wildherps.com/species/C.oreganus.html"&gt;rattlesnake&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two pictures from yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH0-FZ3wP8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eZN3N19H9dA/s1600-h/P7150007_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH0-FZ3wP8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/eZN3N19H9dA/s200/P7150007_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223399405384646594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH0-M4ZA9eI/AAAAAAAAAFs/EkcB37kRtu4/s1600-h/P7150006_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH0-M4ZA9eI/AAAAAAAAAFs/EkcB37kRtu4/s200/P7150006_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223399533836301794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-2890955627288780562?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/2890955627288780562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=2890955627288780562&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/2890955627288780562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/2890955627288780562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-2-science-camp.html' title='Day 2, Science Camp'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SH09Q_3peEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/CsoKjaFud1E/s72-c/P7150010_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-8413475630580804419</id><published>2008-07-14T13:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T14:32:44.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of Science Camp</title><content type='html'>Today was the first day of Science Camp for Zoe, &lt;a href="http://scienceworksmuseum.org/content/view/189/165/"&gt;Our Big Colorful World&lt;/a&gt;, at ScienceWorks in Ashland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Zoe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I made a kitty out of markers. The other kids were good at watercolors. We drawed outside, a landscape. We painted. We painted our landscape. Then we had snacks. Lots of other kids had different things. We put our snacks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that they also played with some of the exhibits. At noon, I picked her up and we went to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had planned to simply tootle around Ashland, but those plans were put on hold as Zoe had thrown up in the car on the  way over (we had a discussion about how next time, Zoe could say that she wasn't feeling well and I would pull the car over to let her vomit outside). I swung by Bi-Mart and bought some clean-up supplies. I scrubbed and scrapped, then doused everything with anti-stink liquid. It worked pretty well, but I still have to scrub the seat and floor one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I felt that the best job I could do was done, I parked back at ScienceWorks and hopped on the bike and went to &lt;a href="http://www.roguecycle.com/rvcs_home.html"&gt;Cycle Sport&lt;/a&gt; bicycle shop to get a new pair of tires that Hutch's failed to get in in time for us to leave. I'm not bitter, really, I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rode over to Litha Park to have a drink of Lithia water, then up to the end of the road (at least where the dirt starts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then found the &lt;a href="http://www.bearcreekgreenway.com/"&gt;Bear Creek Greenway&lt;/a&gt; and headed north. I decided to ride until my mileage reached 10. Well, I am glad that I did because I saw an &lt;a href="http://kids.nationalgeographic.com/Animals/CreatureFeature/River-otter"&gt;otter&lt;/a&gt;! I had a hard time wrapping my mind around what I was seeing as it ran right across the bike path!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lunch, we went to the &lt;a href="http://standingstonebrewing.com/"&gt;Standing Stone Brewpub&lt;/a&gt; and sat at a table for two. Zoe had turkey dogs and I had the buffalo burger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-8413475630580804419?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/8413475630580804419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=8413475630580804419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/8413475630580804419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/8413475630580804419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-day-of-science-camp.html' title='First day of Science Camp'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-6219554319180718792</id><published>2008-06-13T10:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:22:19.870-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Goals</title><content type='html'>I just ran with the girls. We went for 34 minutes; that's a ten minute walk to warm up, then 3 x 4 minute runs and one 3 minute run for a total of 15 minutes. That is almost quadruple the time that I was running four weeks ago! Knock on wood, my foot may be healing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I run well, then I start to dream. So, here are my goals, exercise-wise anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Continue to build back my running form, slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Lose 5lbs. by the end of June, and fifteen by the end of the summer. Target weight: 150lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Train for the Pioneer Run 5k. Goal time: 19 minutes, a 47 second lifetime PR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Following the 5k, start a marathon training plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Run the &lt;a href="http://www.eugenemarathon.com/"&gt;Eugene Marathon&lt;/a&gt; (which should be) the first weekend in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFKxGXk6hzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AqSAxY1cx1w/s1600-h/P6130001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFKxGXk6hzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AqSAxY1cx1w/s200/P6130001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211422441787262770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-6219554319180718792?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/6219554319180718792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=6219554319180718792&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/6219554319180718792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/6219554319180718792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/06/goals.html' title='Goals'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFKxGXk6hzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AqSAxY1cx1w/s72-c/P6130001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-6164415270096765064</id><published>2008-06-11T13:54:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:22:20.311-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turtle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hikes'/><title type='text'>A Hike at the Wingwatchers Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBA8R1XoBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/c037qm8pKxY/s1600-h/P6110001_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBA8R1XoBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/c037qm8pKxY/s200/P6110001_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210736173191241746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, Zoe, Zia and I walked (and ran a bit) downtown to hike along the &lt;a href="http://www.klamathbirdingtrails.com/wingwatchers/index.shtml"&gt;Wingwatchers Trail&lt;/a&gt; that traverses part of the west side of Lake Euwana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw many birds, including both &lt;a href="http://www.birds.cornell.edu/AllAboutBirds/BirdGuide/Clarks_Grebe_dtl.html"&gt;Clark's&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBBHQ3lv7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/1n-DYrhjq0w/s1600-h/P6110004_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBBHQ3lv7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/1n-DYrhjq0w/s200/P6110004_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210736361910681522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.birds.cornell.edu/AllAboutBirds/BirdGuide/Western_Grebe_dtl.html#similar"&gt;western grebes&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://www.birds.cornell.edu/AllAboutBirds/BirdGuide/Forsters_Tern_dtl.html"&gt;Forster's tern,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.birds.cornell.edu/AllAboutBirds/BirdGuide/Yellow-headed_Blackbird.html"&gt;yellow-headed blackbirds&lt;/a&gt;, among many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also saw ten &lt;a href="http://www.pacificbio.org/ESIN/ReptilesAmphibians/WesternPondTurtle/WesternPondTurtlepg.html"&gt;western pond turtles&lt;/a&gt;, sunning themselves on various logs in three different ponds. The girls were very excited to get to the "turtle pond" and kept asking me, "Is this the turtle pond? What about this one?"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBBS42SNdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/H_bGiMBIauo/s1600-h/P6110009_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBBS42SNdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/H_bGiMBIauo/s200/P6110009_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210736561621186002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was nice, warmish with a little breeze, and a good walk was had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-6164415270096765064?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/6164415270096765064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=6164415270096765064&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/6164415270096765064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/6164415270096765064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/06/hike-at-wingwatchers-trail.html' title='A Hike at the Wingwatchers Trail'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBA8R1XoBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/c037qm8pKxY/s72-c/P6110001_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-6173020605245016404</id><published>2008-06-08T21:40:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T15:34:37.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Howl in April</title><content type='html'>If you are ever taking the &lt;a href="http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/comicsgames/superquiz.html"&gt;Isaac Asimov's SuperQuiz&lt;/a&gt; on the Seattle Times website (which we do every week or so, because we are nerds), sometimes you will come across a question that involves a poet.  And then you will use Google and Wikipedia to clarify the answer and your guesses.  And then you will discover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...that you can read sections from T. S. Eliot's &lt;a href="http://www.bartleby.com/201/1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;Wasteland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; interspersed with excerpts from Allen Ginsberg's &lt;a href="https://notes.utk.edu/bio/greenberg.nsf/0/6f7dd8b9270db5c585256d0d001e0a93?OpenDocument"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Howl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and it will sound as if a single, angry poet was writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;A&lt;span style=""&gt;PRIL&lt;/span&gt; is the cruellest month, breeding&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a name="1"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a name="2"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Memory and desire, stirring&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Dull roots with spring rain.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Winter kept us warm, covering&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a name="5"&gt;&lt;i&gt;         &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Earth in forgetful snow, feeding&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a name="6"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;A little life with dried tubers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the best minds of my generation  destroyed by&lt;br /&gt;madness, starving hysterical naked,&lt;br /&gt;dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn&lt;br /&gt;looking for an angry fix,&lt;br /&gt;angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly&lt;br /&gt;connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a name="19"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a name="20"&gt;&lt;i&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You cannot say, or guess, for you know only&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a name="21"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a name="22"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a name="23"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;And the dry stone no sound of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink a glass of wine or two and try it yourself with a loved one.  They are both beautiful, long, angry poems, and have a shockingly similar meter (at least in their first sections).  Really, someone should do a performance art piece with the two of them read together.  Perhaps a third or a fourth poem as well?  What else fits?  Why did I not take more classes in college so I would know this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-6173020605245016404?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/6173020605245016404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=6173020605245016404&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/6173020605245016404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/6173020605245016404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/06/howl-in-april.html' title='Howl in April'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-6496083895388593452</id><published>2008-05-28T10:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:22:20.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Fergus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SD2PomGsjII/AAAAAAAAAD0/sPWAzZ-LicM/s1600-h/P5280087-717867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SD2PomGsjII/AAAAAAAAAD0/sPWAzZ-LicM/s320/P5280087-717867.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205474671896333442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here is our poor stupid cat who gets into too many fights. Then the vet &lt;br&gt;has to shave his head and put in drain tubes.&lt;p&gt;He is pretty tired, but feeling better than last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-6496083895388593452?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/6496083895388593452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=6496083895388593452&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/6496083895388593452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/6496083895388593452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/05/poor-fergus.html' title='Poor Fergus'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SD2PomGsjII/AAAAAAAAAD0/sPWAzZ-LicM/s72-c/P5280087-717867.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-1064483937894098419</id><published>2008-04-29T20:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T20:01:10.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowing!?</title><content type='html'>C&amp;#39;mon! April 29th and it is snowing all day!?&lt;p&gt;Even I am tired of snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-1064483937894098419?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/1064483937894098419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=1064483937894098419&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/1064483937894098419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/1064483937894098419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/04/snowing.html' title='Snowing!?'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-8749250133889647312</id><published>2008-03-19T13:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:22:20.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pippen</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R-Fxldg0LXI/AAAAAAAAADk/sC8wZLtsaCk/s1600-h/P3150023-713136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R-Fxldg0LXI/AAAAAAAAADk/sC8wZLtsaCk/s320/P3150023-713136.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179545934844145010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R-Fxltg0LYI/AAAAAAAAADs/_J54aJQcKr4/s1600-h/P3150022-714709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R-Fxltg0LYI/AAAAAAAAADs/_J54aJQcKr4/s320/P3150022-714709.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179545939139112322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here is our new cat Pippen. He and Fergus are starting to get along. &lt;br&gt;This morning, they ate side-by-side, and there was hardly any growling &lt;br&gt;or hissing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-8749250133889647312?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/8749250133889647312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=8749250133889647312&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/8749250133889647312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/8749250133889647312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/03/pippen.html' title='Pippen'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R-Fxldg0LXI/AAAAAAAAADk/sC8wZLtsaCk/s72-c/P3150023-713136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-3887200588414136138</id><published>2008-02-27T09:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T09:15:53.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tooth Fairy</title><content type='html'>The tooth fairy brought Zoe three quarters, two dimes and five pennies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the tooth fairy told me that (more than likely) her tooth came out naturally, and had nothing to do with the chin bonk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-3887200588414136138?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/3887200588414136138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=3887200588414136138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/3887200588414136138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/3887200588414136138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/02/tooth-fairy.html' title='Tooth Fairy'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-4656362559010300678</id><published>2008-02-26T12:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:22:21.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Tooth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R8R6B4hHxTI/AAAAAAAAADM/raiTJPZt1RU/s1600-h/P2260014-731491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R8R6B4hHxTI/AAAAAAAAADM/raiTJPZt1RU/s320/P2260014-731491.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171392444897936690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R8R6DYhHxUI/AAAAAAAAADU/lic4RhbN3sY/s1600-h/P2260013-737595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R8R6DYhHxUI/AAAAAAAAADU/lic4RhbN3sY/s320/P2260013-737595.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171392470667740482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R8R6D4hHxVI/AAAAAAAAADc/VHolIfsn4Do/s1600-h/P2260016-738768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R8R6D4hHxVI/AAAAAAAAADc/VHolIfsn4Do/s320/P2260016-738768.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171392479257675090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Zoe lost her first tooth today. We are not quite sure how it happened. &lt;br&gt;I noticed that it was missing when we were eating lunch, taking &lt;br&gt;pictures of her sandwich sculptures. I found it under a chair in the &lt;br&gt;living room.&lt;p&gt;She bonked her chin on the end table yesterday, and I suspect that that &lt;br&gt;loosened it up, or maybe it came out right then. It looks fine and she &lt;br&gt;doesn&amp;#39;t have any pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-4656362559010300678?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/4656362559010300678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=4656362559010300678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/4656362559010300678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/4656362559010300678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/02/lost-tooth.html' title='Lost Tooth!'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R8R6B4hHxTI/AAAAAAAAADM/raiTJPZt1RU/s72-c/P2260014-731491.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-7697043250246767719</id><published>2008-02-08T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:22:22.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHDgg0TpI/AAAAAAAAACM/-xTAetPDyK0/s1600-h/P2030090-702030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHDgg0TpI/AAAAAAAAACM/-xTAetPDyK0/s320/P2030090-702030.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164651367024053906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHEwg0TqI/AAAAAAAAACU/g5v7uBbeOfY/s1600-h/P2030089-707406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHEwg0TqI/AAAAAAAAACU/g5v7uBbeOfY/s320/P2030089-707406.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164651388498890402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHFAg0TrI/AAAAAAAAACc/77pcAP2wabA/s1600-h/P2030084-708556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHFAg0TrI/AAAAAAAAACc/77pcAP2wabA/s320/P2030084-708556.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164651392793857714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHFgg0TsI/AAAAAAAAACk/19JPg5yzHvw/s1600-h/P2030081-710717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHFgg0TsI/AAAAAAAAACk/19JPg5yzHvw/s320/P2030081-710717.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164651401383792322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHFwg0TtI/AAAAAAAAACs/mEAfaaPA9aQ/s1600-h/P2030074-711622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHFwg0TtI/AAAAAAAAACs/mEAfaaPA9aQ/s320/P2030074-711622.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164651405678759634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHGAg0TuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5F2jRHEBtdU/s1600-h/P2030073-712423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHGAg0TuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5F2jRHEBtdU/s320/P2030073-712423.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164651409973726946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHGwg0TvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DtN54BbhaD8/s1600-h/P2030071-715594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHGwg0TvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DtN54BbhaD8/s320/P2030071-715594.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164651422858628850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHHQg0TwI/AAAAAAAAADE/PYEDuqv4gdk/s1600-h/P1310069-717165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHHQg0TwI/AAAAAAAAADE/PYEDuqv4gdk/s320/P1310069-717165.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164651431448563458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hi all,&lt;p&gt;I thought that I would quickly post some pictures of all the snow and &lt;br&gt;ice that we have been having. Yesterday it warmed up and turned much of &lt;br&gt;the snow to slush: driving was a challenge, to say the least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-7697043250246767719?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/7697043250246767719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=7697043250246767719&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/7697043250246767719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/7697043250246767719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/02/winter-pictures.html' title='Winter Pictures'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R6yHDgg0TpI/AAAAAAAAACM/-xTAetPDyK0/s72-c/P2030090-702030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-2435054191506174629</id><published>2008-01-15T17:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:22:22.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R41ejjnI3iI/AAAAAAAAACE/5Ck4oa0SKt8/s1600-h/PC160021-718280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R41ejjnI3iI/AAAAAAAAACE/5Ck4oa0SKt8/s320/PC160021-718280.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155881113356918306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is exactly how I feel. Zoe and Zia are playing the piano. We are &lt;br&gt;listening to the radio on the computer, I am thinking about &lt;br&gt;woodworking, and cooking, and good news, no one (so far) has gone &lt;br&gt;crazy. Someday it will be quiet again.&lt;p&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-2435054191506174629?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/2435054191506174629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=2435054191506174629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/2435054191506174629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/2435054191506174629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/01/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes...'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R41ejjnI3iI/AAAAAAAAACE/5Ck4oa0SKt8/s72-c/PC160021-718280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-3209683429856825542</id><published>2008-01-06T22:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:55:58.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial post picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://leoscamera.lifepics.com/net/Albums/ListImages.aspx?a=00742FC061D8ED8ECBF990E3311917EAC2566D2CF5187416F8D9D142D440052A"&gt;&lt;img src="http://leoscamera.lifepics.com/net/ImageShare.aspx?size=small&amp;filespec=5AAC5FE381F286FE4D9D24C49564FE6395A129E8F6C65705E0C1C3005058EA6CC41E02EB18597A66F7E30228D415BB370F5AC2E4BB1B4FCB6254936E5D0D01A9030092D5CC1C286A789381D91D4B9FD4529B76B135D5C069A9B022C4390F4F5E&amp;a=624F66C8E7F608CEE7AF1D04F9328E3451182FB39D67E610A76583F321DF84DF" alt="Buy Digital Prints"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been seen before by some of you. But, if you click on the photo, you can print it at Leo's (our local camera shop) and have it sent t you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-3209683429856825542?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/3209683429856825542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=3209683429856825542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/3209683429856825542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/3209683429856825542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/01/trial-post-picture.html' title='Trial post picture'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-6193329830668207533</id><published>2008-01-06T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:55:35.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweak</title><content type='html'>Dear god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please come over and have an espresso: I tweaked the blog to be more espresso colored (It isn't perfect, but we are working on it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm espresso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-6193329830668207533?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/6193329830668207533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=6193329830668207533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/6193329830668207533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/6193329830668207533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/01/tweak.html' title='Tweak'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-3565558229882845834</id><published>2008-01-01T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:23:10.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year and New Blog!</title><content type='html'>Happy 2008 everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We changed the template for this blog, and have added a new blog called Read read read at hsjazzreads.blogspot.com (see the link in the sidebar as well).  It is going to serve as a book list for what we read this year, with some mini-reviews.  The three of us that read chapter books (Zia doesn't quite have the patience yet) will be posting when we finish books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if the comics are too small, click on them to enlarge. If they are still too small, email us and we will try to get out something bigger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-3565558229882845834?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/3565558229882845834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=3565558229882845834&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/3565558229882845834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/3565558229882845834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-and-new-blog.html' title='Happy New Year and New Blog!'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-5772487559503770781</id><published>2007-12-24T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:22:23.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone LOVES Espresso!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R3A5ra5bnpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3xUb_bQu5sE/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R3A5ra5bnpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3xUb_bQu5sE/s400/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147677792201842322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-5772487559503770781?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/5772487559503770781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=5772487559503770781&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/5772487559503770781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/5772487559503770781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2007/12/everyone-loves-espresso.html' title='Everyone LOVES Espresso!'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/R3A5ra5bnpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3xUb_bQu5sE/s72-c/Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-552137359379853080</id><published>2007-11-01T13:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:22:24.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>Well, the girls really liked Halloween this year. Zia wasn't even skeptical of all the trick-or-treaters who came to our door. And, though she wasn't quite sure what was going on, she really enjoyed trick-or-treating herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin carving, too, was a great hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/RyoxzfWhM3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_466ShbX2QU/s1600-h/PA300015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/RyoxzfWhM3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_466ShbX2QU/s400/PA300015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127965886373770098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Ryox0fWhM5I/AAAAAAAAABM/_9JgtngST1M/s1600-h/PA300013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Ryox0fWhM5I/AAAAAAAAABM/_9JgtngST1M/s400/PA300013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127965903553639314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Ryox0fWhM6I/AAAAAAAAABU/Y157oY34jqw/s1600-h/PA300009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Ryox0fWhM6I/AAAAAAAAABU/Y157oY34jqw/s400/PA300009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127965903553639330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Ryox0vWhM7I/AAAAAAAAABc/5TIYodsJ-OA/s1600-h/PA300007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Ryox0vWhM7I/AAAAAAAAABc/5TIYodsJ-OA/s400/PA300007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127965907848606642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Ryoxz_WhM4I/AAAAAAAAABE/hPdLm6GxEk0/s1600-h/PA300020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Ryoxz_WhM4I/AAAAAAAAABE/hPdLm6GxEk0/s400/PA300020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127965894963704706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Ryo0VfWhM-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/4FKDsMWOUDU/s1600-h/PA310021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Ryo0VfWhM-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/4FKDsMWOUDU/s400/PA310021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127968669512578018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Ryo0VfWhM9I/AAAAAAAAABs/iae29vs0o5A/s1600-h/PA310025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Ryo0VfWhM9I/AAAAAAAAABs/iae29vs0o5A/s400/PA310025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127968669512578002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-552137359379853080?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/552137359379853080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=552137359379853080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/552137359379853080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/552137359379853080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/RyoxzfWhM3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_466ShbX2QU/s72-c/PA300015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-790387145299291743</id><published>2007-10-11T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:22:25.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is My Child a Vampire?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Rw6IWuCRRlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mbLDJhEVm9o/s1600-h/PA110045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Rw6IWuCRRlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mbLDJhEVm9o/s400/PA110045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120179750262883922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Rw6IWuCRRmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ID-XMdmBGtQ/s1600-h/PA110046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Rw6IWuCRRmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ID-XMdmBGtQ/s400/PA110046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120179750262883938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has your youngest child ever bitten your eldest child? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that special?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-790387145299291743?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/790387145299291743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=790387145299291743&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/790387145299291743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/790387145299291743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2007/10/is-my-child-vampire.html' title='Is My Child a Vampire?'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/Rw6IWuCRRlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mbLDJhEVm9o/s72-c/PA110045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-6737175832949390476</id><published>2007-10-04T08:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T08:00:38.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter is Here?</title><content type='html'>Well, it is snowing at our house this morning. It is sticking to the &lt;br&gt;cars, but not much else.&lt;p&gt;Zia and I went out to take a look (Zoe is still sleeping). She was &lt;br&gt;fascinated, but we got cold pretty quickly since we are not used to it &lt;br&gt;(plus the house is nice and geothermally toasty).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-6737175832949390476?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/6737175832949390476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=6737175832949390476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/6737175832949390476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/6737175832949390476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2007/10/winter-is-here.html' title='Winter is Here?'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-2840842089570009171</id><published>2007-09-29T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T14:44:39.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden Journal</title><content type='html'>Garden Journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 4, 2007&lt;br /&gt;We expanded the garden area using fence boards and metal fence posts. Now it is 10’ 3”x 6’ 9”. I added probably ten wheel barrow loads of mostly finished compost and dug it in pretty well. We have been pulling out twigs and spruce cones for the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I transplanted a pumpkin start from the compost pile to the garden (it has tertiary leaves).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we planted a row of Parisian Market carrots, and a row of purple carrots. Also, we put a red potato in the ground that had sprouted during the winter while in the dining room. We cut it in half for two potato plants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned the compost yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to two Master Gardeners at the Extension Office today. They recommend planting carrots at pretty much any time; when carrots are planted late, they can over winter and be ready in early summer; lettuce and spinach as soon as you can work the soil in the spring, and in mid August for late harvest; to trap earwigs, use cooking oil and soy sauce with some water in traps or tuna cans; use row covers to keep tomatoes warm which should either be planted very deep, or laid on their sides to encourage more root growth; zucchini will also need to be covered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought 4 brocoflower, 4 savoy cabbage, 5 tomatoes (Early Girl, Sweet 100 cherry, Lemon Boy, Big Beef, Sweet Chelsea cherries), and space miser zucchini from Lisky’s. Planted all of them around mid day also planting a pumpkin from the compost pile, and thinning some volunteers that were worked in with the compost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watered for about 25 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked tomatoes 7 1/2 pounds of green and pulled plants. Had a heavy frost last night, down to 25 in the morning. All the gourd and pumpkin plants are wilted. Brocoflower, cabbage, arugula are looking good. Also harvested three potatoes, and one zucchini (not three potato plants, but three potatoes total and one zucc total this year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy is making pickled green tomatoes, green tomato pie and green tomato chutney. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe and I picked the pears, not getting as many as I thought we would: the young robins, however, really like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the tomatoes went: Amy liked the flavor of the Sweet Chelsea, but they were too big to be bite size; I liked the Sweet 100s, and so did the girls; the Lemon Boy did not do well. We had three ripen, but they didn't really look good, brown spots, etc.; the Big Beef were successful and pretty tasty as were the Early Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts for next year: two Big Beef, two Sweet 100s, two Early Girls, and one or to experiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, we planted arugula, basil, and lettuce. The basil and lettuce either were eaten immediately, or never germinated. The arugula is about 1 1/2 - 2” tall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-2840842089570009171?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/2840842089570009171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=2840842089570009171&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/2840842089570009171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/2840842089570009171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2007/09/garden-journal.html' title='Garden Journal'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-2551342382191168854</id><published>2007-09-19T15:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T15:55:00.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem by Zoe</title><content type='html'>Little One Went Out to Play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little One went out to play.&lt;br /&gt;What did she see on this sunny day?&lt;br /&gt;A bee, that is what she saw:&lt;br /&gt;bzzz, bzzz, bzzz&lt;br /&gt;What did she see next?&lt;br /&gt;What did she see next?&lt;br /&gt;A fox, that is what she saw next.&lt;br /&gt;A bee and a fox went out to play:&lt;br /&gt;bzzz, bzzz, bzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Bee and a fox and Ron went out to play&lt;br /&gt;what did they see?&lt;br /&gt;what did they see?&lt;br /&gt;They saw Big Ron, &lt;br /&gt;that is what they saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Zoe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-2551342382191168854?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/2551342382191168854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=2551342382191168854&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/2551342382191168854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/2551342382191168854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2007/09/poem-by-zoe_19.html' title='A Poem by Zoe'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-5609385452778428119</id><published>2007-09-08T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T21:09:54.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tule Lake, Butte Valley Fair</title><content type='html'>Well, we had a pretty good day: Nana (my mom) spent the night last night. We had dinner with Monte and Debbie (Papa Murphy's). Then this morning, we got ourselves going at 8:45 and headed to the Klamath Grill. After a delicious (though not spectacularly nutritious) breakfast, we headed to the Y soccer fields. We had pictures today and I am happy to say that our team was very organized and it took no time at all to get our pictures taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flip side, is that if you get in and get out with pictures, then you have 45 minutes until your game starts. The kids did well entertaining themselves kicking goals in the big goal posts. We worried a little about them wearing themselves out before the game even started, but they were fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game went well. We don't really keep score, but...out team won. We have a pretty old team (mostly four year olds, and one who will turn five in three weeks. Let me tell you, there is a huge difference between three and four year olds when it comes to soccer. Let's say that we feel fortunate to be on the winning side, but expect that any day, we will be crushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After soccer, we high-tailed it home to get Zia to bed (her usual nap time is around 11:45)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She slept for about an hour, which is about an hour less than she usually sleeps. So, we got Zoe up from her lie-down, loaded up after some snacks, and headed to the Tule Lake Fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time at the fair. Zoe was nothing but great, never negative in the least. Zia loved everything: at first she was hesitant about the animals, but after a bit, wanted nothing more than to go from goat to goat to sheep to pig and pet them all. Both of them were very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a great kids section at the fair this year: kids could pump water, dig for potatoes, make butter, milk a model cow, play in corn-sand and generally have a good time being kids and learning about agriculture. We really liked that part, but then we are nerds who like to learn stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After looking at all the animals and most of the exhibits, we drove back toward Klamath Falls, on the way stopping at the Polar Bear in Merril to have an ice cream cone. We sat at a picnic table under the enormous American flag and had a great time eating, vanilla, chocolate and swirl ice cream cones. We stopped by Grocery Outlet to pick up some dinner (and many other assorted goodies) then, well fed, put the girls down for their long winter (late summer) nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a very good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-5609385452778428119?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/5609385452778428119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=5609385452778428119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/5609385452778428119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/5609385452778428119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2007/09/tule-lake-butte-valley-fair.html' title='Tule Lake, Butte Valley Fair'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-4943866328462433918</id><published>2007-08-11T16:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T16:10:31.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Medford</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in &lt;a href="http://www.ci.medford.or.us/"&gt;Medford&lt;/a&gt; enjoying a couple (three) days with my mom. The girls are wild and Zoe, with Zia's help, spilled tomatoes all over the carpet. We are watching "A League of Their Own" and drinking some Henry's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this a pretty lame post, but better this than nothing(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff, Amy, Zoe and Zia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-4943866328462433918?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/4943866328462433918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=4943866328462433918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/4943866328462433918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/4943866328462433918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-medford.html' title='In Medford'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-5818625874019552149</id><published>2007-06-05T12:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T12:41:08.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird Walk</title><content type='html'>Zoe, Zia and I went for a walk down at the Lake Euwana Wing Watcher&amp;#39;s &lt;br&gt;Trail. We saw:&lt;p&gt;Mallards&lt;br&gt;Feral geese with goslings&lt;br&gt;Canada geese with goslings&lt;br&gt;Ring-billed gull&lt;br&gt;Canvasbacks&lt;br&gt;Forester&amp;#39;s tern&lt;br&gt;Yellow-headed blackbird&lt;br&gt;Red-winged blackbird&lt;br&gt;Brown-headed cowbird&lt;br&gt;Marsh wren&lt;br&gt;White pelicans&lt;br&gt;House sparrow&lt;br&gt;Double-crested cormorant&lt;br&gt;Bald eagle&lt;br&gt;Gadwall&lt;br&gt;Black-crowned night heron&lt;br&gt;Egret (snowy, I am pretty sure, but it was flying away from us)&lt;br&gt;Tree swallow&lt;br&gt;Cliff swallow&lt;br&gt;Coot&lt;br&gt;(Heard) Virginia Rail&lt;p&gt;Western pond turtle (I am pretty sure)&lt;p&gt;Yellow-bellied marmot&lt;p&gt;Go to the &lt;a href="http://www.www.animalbehaviorarchive.org/loginPublic.do/"&gt;Macauly Library&lt;/a&gt; to hear them all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-5818625874019552149?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/5818625874019552149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=5818625874019552149&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/5818625874019552149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/5818625874019552149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2007/06/bird-walk.html' title='Bird Walk'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-117566324116643418</id><published>2007-04-03T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T22:07:21.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Any Other Weekday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1586/1600/739213/Page_1-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1586/400/730398/Page_1-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-117566324116643418?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/117566324116643418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=117566324116643418&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/117566324116643418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/117566324116643418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2007/04/any-other-weekday.html' title='Any Other Weekday'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-117557675894537174</id><published>2007-04-02T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T22:05:58.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trycycling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1586/1600/410340/Page_1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1586/400/425453/Page_1-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take that, Jeff Hawkins! I have posted way more than once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-117557675894537174?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/117557675894537174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=117557675894537174&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/117557675894537174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/117557675894537174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2007/04/trycycling.html' title='Trycycling'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-117547285522037420</id><published>2007-04-01T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T17:14:15.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kennedy and Zoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1586/1600/811242/Page_1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1586/400/635713/Page_1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comics are fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-117547285522037420?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/117547285522037420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=117547285522037420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/117547285522037420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/117547285522037420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2007/04/kennedy-and-zoe.html' title='Kennedy and Zoe'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-117527052019831552</id><published>2007-03-30T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T10:02:00.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a Quick Comic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1586/1600/980742/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1586/400/999960/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having not posted for so long, I thought that I would post a comic page with pictures from long ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-117527052019831552?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/117527052019831552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=117527052019831552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/117527052019831552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/117527052019831552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2007/03/heres-quick-comic.html' title='Here&apos;s a Quick Comic'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-115775003362445555</id><published>2006-09-08T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T14:13:53.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Yesterday was the first Cross Country meet of the year for Mazama &lt;br /&gt;(actually, all the teams in the Basin, I think). The kids look pretty &lt;br /&gt;good, though I can't imagine that we are going to do really well in &lt;br /&gt;this new conference. Zoe came with me, while Zia stayed home with Amy. &lt;br /&gt;I think that Zoe had a good time, I know that I did, though it is hard &lt;br /&gt;not knowing the kids names, and I feel bad yelling out "Go Mazama" &lt;br /&gt;instead of giving specific instructions to specific kids. I will learn &lt;br /&gt;their names, it will just take some time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I'm trying to think of what else we did yesterday. We ran some errands &lt;br /&gt;out to the Credit Union to cash some checks, then we took the scenic &lt;br /&gt;route home because the intersection at Washburn and S. 6th is closed &lt;br /&gt;for six weeks. It is a lot farther than you would think to drive from &lt;br /&gt;the CU to the Southside Bypass back to downtown via Greensprings. I &lt;br /&gt;keep being a little skeptical about the whole intersection being &lt;br /&gt;closed: can it really all be closed? We haven't driven to it to see, &lt;br /&gt;but I suspect that it is, which makes getting to Bi-Mart very difficult &lt;br /&gt;(there are no roads to Washburn from the west south of S. 6th St. So, &lt;br /&gt;we have to drive down Altamont. Anyway, this talk of construction is &lt;br /&gt;getting boring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;This morning, Zoe got up at 6:30 and said that she didn't want to go &lt;br /&gt;back to bed. That was fine, but usually she gets up between 8:30 and &lt;br /&gt;9:00 and so we spent an extra two hours together this morning. It all &lt;br /&gt;went well, though I began to tire at the library. Everyone was really &lt;br /&gt;good, but by the time we left, Zia was getting tired and we had about &lt;br /&gt;forty pounds of books (it's hard to say no to a kid when she picks out &lt;br /&gt;her own book). Story Time was good and the craft today was tie-dyed &lt;br /&gt;shirts. The library had shirts leftover from last year so we spread &lt;br /&gt;them out on a table, placed random pieces of tissue paper on them, then &lt;br /&gt;soaked the tissue paper. When it was all good and wet, we rolled the &lt;br /&gt;shirt up and gave it a good twist. The shirt looks pretty good, though &lt;br /&gt;not as good as it would have if we had done actual tie-dye. Of course, &lt;br /&gt;this was way less messy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Lunch with Amy again, then we drove out to Western Tool Supply to see &lt;br /&gt;about a new pair of nail nippers for horseshoeing: They had a pair! &lt;br /&gt;Papa will be so surprised. And, bonus, we won't pinch our hands in the &lt;br /&gt;handles every tenth nail!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-115775003362445555?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/115775003362445555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=115775003362445555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115775003362445555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115775003362445555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/09/yesterday-was-first-cross-country-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-115765129755966369</id><published>2006-09-07T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T10:48:17.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Yesterday Monte and I went out to shoe horses. It went really well. We &lt;br /&gt;did resets on two horses --I pulled all the shoes-- then new shoes for &lt;br /&gt;a third and a trim for the fourth. I cleaned up everything, though the &lt;br /&gt;fourth horse was quite annoying as it kept taking its feet off the &lt;br /&gt;stand. That is the most shoeing that I have done yet, and I really felt &lt;br /&gt;pretty good. I was getting a little frustrated by the end, but if we &lt;br /&gt;had had another horse to do, I feel like I could have done it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;As for the rest of the day, we had lunch late (because of the school's &lt;br /&gt;schedule), but that worked out fine because Zia slept for three hours &lt;br /&gt;in the morning (she is sleeping now, and has been for an hour and a &lt;br /&gt;half). It worried me that I was going to be alone with both girls after &lt;br /&gt;Amy went back to school, but so far (knock on wood) everything has been &lt;br /&gt;going well. I think that it helps that we have worked out a schedule &lt;br /&gt;for the mornings:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Amy wakes Zia (if necessary) just before seven and feeds her;&lt;br /&gt;We say good by, then play either on the floor or in a chair, or in the &lt;br /&gt;exersaucer until Zoe gets up;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe and Zia and I play or I get a few chores done;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe has breakfast;&lt;br /&gt;Zia has a bath in the sink;&lt;br /&gt;We sit on the couch and read a story --this morning it was "A Stick A &lt;br /&gt;Stone and A Bone" by Sandy Bacon Harding (thanks Nana)-- until Zia gets &lt;br /&gt;sleepy (and/or cranky) then she has a nap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;After lunch yesterday, we went to the playground and Zoe swung, then &lt;br /&gt;played a bit on the equipment, then ran around in the grass until she &lt;br /&gt;was dizzy...then she ran around some more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Zia's awake, so as soon as Zoe's video is over, we will go run some &lt;br /&gt;errands, then meet up with Amy for lunch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-115765129755966369?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/115765129755966369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=115765129755966369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115765129755966369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115765129755966369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/09/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-115764122623202509</id><published>2006-09-07T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T08:01:35.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Like Baby Chess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/P9070081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/P9070081.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Zia contemplates her next move&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-115764122623202509?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/115764122623202509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=115764122623202509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115764122623202509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115764122623202509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-like-baby-chess.html' title='It&apos;s Like Baby Chess'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-115756426409727982</id><published>2006-09-06T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:37:44.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second day back</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Amy had a pretty good day, I think, with only the 7th graders to ease &lt;br /&gt;everyone back into the swing of things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Zoe, Zia, and I had a good day as well. Zia took as nice long nap in &lt;br /&gt;the morning (as she is doing now). Zoe and I watched some videos, read &lt;br /&gt;some books, and did some chores around the house. Just before lunch we &lt;br /&gt;went down to the Used Bread Store to get some bread for sandwiches. &lt;br /&gt;Well, we parked in front of the store on the street (usually we park in &lt;br /&gt;the lot but it was busy). I turned around to unbuckle Zoe and BAM! the &lt;br /&gt;pickup in front of us backed into us. We were a little shaken, but &lt;br /&gt;overall fine. No one was hurt, not even the car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;After lunch of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches at Ponderosa with &lt;br /&gt;Amy, the three of us drove out to Dick Howard's to get some tasty &lt;br /&gt;potato sausages (we ate them for dinner with grilled zucchini and oven &lt;br /&gt;fried sweet potatoes). Then to Sherm's to do some grocery shopping. &lt;br /&gt;That all went well, but the girls were getting tired so we loaded up &lt;br /&gt;and headed home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Zoe lay down for her rest (she rarely sleeps at nap-time anymore). Zia &lt;br /&gt;struggled a little more trying to stay awake, as she usually does (this &lt;br /&gt;morning, however, she was so tired by 8:50AM, that I simply swaddled &lt;br /&gt;her, then lay her in her crib). She woke up three more times before &lt;br /&gt;finally getting some sound sleep. Of course that didn't last too long &lt;br /&gt;because we had to go get her fed. I dropped her and the car off with &lt;br /&gt;Amy, then Zoe and I rode out to Cross Country with Randy. It was the &lt;br /&gt;first time that I have been out when most of the kids were there (about &lt;br /&gt;20 yesterday).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I am looking forward to XC, but I won't be as involved this year &lt;br /&gt;because of our new little Zia and also, I am taking time to learn &lt;br /&gt;horseshoeing from Amy's dad. He has worked on horses for almost 30 &lt;br /&gt;years. I wouldn't say that it is fun, but it is rewarding to get dirty &lt;br /&gt;and use my muscles. We are scheduled to do two shoeings and two trims &lt;br /&gt;this afternoon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;After practice we had our dinner, then put the girls to bed. For our &lt;br /&gt;evening's entertainment, we watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer --we have &lt;br /&gt;it on loan from the library. It's not high literature, but is surely is &lt;br /&gt;compelling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-115756426409727982?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/115756426409727982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=115756426409727982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115756426409727982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115756426409727982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/09/second-day-back.html' title='Second day back'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-115756469670181955</id><published>2006-09-06T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:44:56.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Summertime Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Jeff_Z%26Z_at_Coast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/Jeff_Z%26Z_at_Coast.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Camping at Harris Beach State Park&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Oma%26Z%26Z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/Oma%26Z%26Z.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Oma and the Girls&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/RMPKJAZZ_camping.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/RMPKJAZZ_camping.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Camping with Ryan, Michelle, Kennedy, and Paisley at Cascara State Park on Fall Creek Reservoir&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Z%26Z_on_Blanket.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/Z%26Z_on_Blanket.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Zoe and Zia&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Zoe%26Mimi_on_Merrygoround.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/Zoe%26Mimi_on_Merrygoround.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Zoe and Mimi at the Klamath County Fair&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-115756469670181955?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/115756469670181955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=115756469670181955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115756469670181955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115756469670181955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/09/some-summertime-pictures.html' title='Some Summertime Pictures'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-115747520585556074</id><published>2006-09-05T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T09:53:27.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Today is the first day of school with kids for Amy. Zoe and I are &lt;br /&gt;downstairs watching a video and Zia is having a nice long morning nap &lt;br /&gt;(more than an hour so far). I racked the beer (it will be ready in a &lt;br /&gt;couple of days, if anyone is interested) and watered the outside &lt;br /&gt;plants, which have done really well this year: we picked up a canna &lt;br /&gt;lilly in Salem last Spring and it has grown and even flowered! We tried &lt;br /&gt;once before to raise a canna and it really did not work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Not too much other news. I will try to put up some pictures soon, &lt;br /&gt;though no guarantees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Take care everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-115747520585556074?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/115747520585556074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=115747520585556074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115747520585556074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115747520585556074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-115327335680692637</id><published>2006-07-18T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T18:42:36.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three More Pictures (At Zoe's Request)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/P7150011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/P7150011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/P7150014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/P7150014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/P7150008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/P7150008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? Two posts in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-115327335680692637?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/115327335680692637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=115327335680692637&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115327335680692637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115327335680692637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/07/three-more-pictures-at-zoes-request.html' title='Three More Pictures (At Zoe&apos;s Request)'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-115327275992061148</id><published>2006-07-18T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T18:32:39.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Quick Pictures</title><content type='html'>Hi all, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having a great summer. We went camping a couple of weeks ago. It was the first time with the two girls. We had a lot of fun! We went to Newport and stayed at &lt;a href="http://www.oregonstateparks.org/park_227.php/"&gt;Beverly Beach State Park&lt;/a&gt;. It was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the tide pools, and a picture of Zia playing with one of her toys. She can swat the paddles to make it sing a song! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/P6260109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/P6260109.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/P6260103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/P6260103.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/P6220093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/P6220093.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-115327275992061148?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/115327275992061148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=115327275992061148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115327275992061148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/115327275992061148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-quick-pictures.html' title='Some Quick Pictures'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-114765250313606963</id><published>2006-05-14T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T17:23:56.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zia Mariposa Hill Sparks</title><content type='html'>On Friday May 12, we welcomed the latest member of the Hill Sparks clan into the world. She was born at 8:38 PM, weighed 8 lbs. 2 oz. and was 21 1/4 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy was in labor for fifteen hours, but only had to push for 13 minutes, which was very exciting for everyone, and happy for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe has been a great big sister so far, checking her pulse with her stethoscope, and keeping track of when she eats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Zia_Mariposa_Hill_Sparks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/Zia_Mariposa_Hill_Sparks.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Zia Mariposa Hill Sparks&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/First_Handheld_Shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/First_Handheld_Shot.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Happy Family&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Grandmas_Mom_baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/Grandmas_Mom_baby.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Grandmas and the new baby&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Grandparents_Sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/Grandparents_Sisters.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Grandparents and big sister&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/First_Family_Portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/400/First_Family_Portrait.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;New Parents again&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We feel so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff, Amy, Zoe, and Zia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-114765250313606963?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/114765250313606963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=114765250313606963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/114765250313606963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/114765250313606963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/05/zia-mariposa-hill-sparks.html' title='Zia Mariposa Hill Sparks'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-114131944834187295</id><published>2006-03-02T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T09:10:48.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Hi everyone. It has been a long time since I put up anything. I don't &lt;br /&gt;know if it is because I don't have much to say, am too lazy, or too &lt;br /&gt;busy. Probably a combination of all three.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;We are doing well here, though everyone has a cold: Amy just got over &lt;br /&gt;it, Zoe is on the mend and I am in the throes. There are plenty of &lt;br /&gt;runny, sneezy noses, sore throats and coughing around our house. &lt;br /&gt;Hopefully soon we will be over it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Yesterday Zoe and I went to Medford to have lunch with Nana. We ate at &lt;br /&gt;Rooster's again.  I had chicken strips and Zoe had peanut butter and &lt;br /&gt;jelly sandwich, with fruit on the side. We had a great time having &lt;br /&gt;lunch with Nana. Also, we stopped by Costco for some groceries (mostly &lt;br /&gt;fruits and vegetables) and also a shoe store, looking for some racing &lt;br /&gt;shoes (no luck).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Other news around here: we installed natural gas in the house and so &lt;br /&gt;now have a new gas stove and also a gas barbecue; we will never run out &lt;br /&gt;of propane in the middle of cooking dinner again. Speaking of that, &lt;br /&gt;maybe Zoe and I will go get some sausages: iron and zinc help a cold, &lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I have been running quite a bit lately, and am having a good time of &lt;br /&gt;it. No injuries (knock on wood) even though I have been running five &lt;br /&gt;days a week, and sometimes pretty hard running at that. A week and a &lt;br /&gt;half ago (the 19th of February), I raced for the first time since the &lt;br /&gt;middle of September: the Winter Wings 5K out at Miller Island wildlife &lt;br /&gt;area. The course is a double out and back on flat roads. I ran 20:38, &lt;br /&gt;placing second overall (there were about 8 runners total). The winner, &lt;br /&gt;jumped out to an insurmountable lead after the first hundred meters (he &lt;br /&gt;is a local high school runner, one of the best in the basin).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;As for plans, we are looking forward to heading north for Spring Break, &lt;br /&gt;visiting friends in the Hood River area, and the new baby who will be &lt;br /&gt;along in only two months: that is soon! We don't have nearly the &lt;br /&gt;worries nor trepidation that we felt when expecting Zoe: it seems like &lt;br /&gt;just another person arriving soon. But then when we stop and really &lt;br /&gt;think about, we can feel the butterflies in the stomach. It will be a &lt;br /&gt;change, but certainly not as big a change as when we got Zoe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Take care everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-114131944834187295?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/114131944834187295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=114131944834187295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/114131944834187295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/114131944834187295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/03/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long Time No Post'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-113822320871753506</id><published>2006-01-25T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T13:06:48.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brewing Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;IPA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;7lbs. Light malt extract&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 lbs. 80L Crystal&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. Victory malt&lt;br /&gt;2 oz. Nugget, 13.6% all the way from the grain sparge&lt;br /&gt;2 oz Nugget, 60 minutes&lt;br /&gt;2 oz Willamette, 4.5%, 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;1 oz. Goldings, 4%, 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt;1 oz. Goldings, during cooling&lt;br /&gt;Irish Ale yeast, #1084&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Half the brewpot was full of hops after the sparge. It should be nice &lt;br /&gt;and hoppy. My goal, I finally realized yesterday, is to fill the &lt;br /&gt;kegs...all of them. We are planning on cheating a little, though, &lt;br /&gt;because we are going to fill two of them with water in case of &lt;br /&gt;emergency.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Next on the list is another lager, possibly our first 10 gallon all &lt;br /&gt;grain batch, if we have the time this weekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Also in the works is the very dangerous idea of putting a strong beer &lt;br /&gt;in a keg, and the not so dangerous idea of putting up a Marzen for &lt;br /&gt;Oktoberfest. As we get closer to summer, we will put together a Wit, or &lt;br /&gt;maybe just a Wheat, and some other, more perishable beers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-113822320871753506?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/113822320871753506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=113822320871753506&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113822320871753506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113822320871753506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/01/brewing-day.html' title='Brewing Day'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-113804568945475183</id><published>2006-01-23T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T12:37:35.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, Winter Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Mom-and-Zoe-on-skis.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Mom-and-Zoe-on-skis.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zoe is taking to skiing like nobody's business. She is quickly learning to pick her toes to keep the toe of the ski out of the snow. And she understands that it is easiest to ski in the tracks that her dad makes for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Papaw%3Az-on-skis.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Papaw%3Az-on-skis.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went over to Mimi and Papa's on Saturday and all headed out to the pasture to do a little tootling along. I set down a track of about 200m round trip. Amy and I made some circuits while Mimi, Papa, and Zoe played in the snow. Zoe loves to eat snow, though (hopefully) the novelty is wearing off. We did get her mittens on her hands, so that made it harder for her to pick it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Snowmanw%3AZMPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Snowmanw%3AZMPM.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We tried to get her to slide a little bit on a steeper place, but she didn't get the hang of it: so far, she is a flatland skier. But that will come. She really is making great progress for a 2 1/2 year old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Zoe tired of skiing (twenty minutes or so) she and her grandparents rolled some snowballs in the back yard and made a snowman. After, we warmed up with hot chocolate and tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Zw%3Awrinkled_nose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Zw%3Awrinkled_nose.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zoe and I are going to go shopping for a sled today so that we can make a &lt;a href="http://www.skipulk.com/"&gt;pulk&lt;/a&gt; so that when she gets tired of skiing, I can load her in and then get in a workout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-113804568945475183?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/113804568945475183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=113804568945475183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113804568945475183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113804568945475183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/01/ah-winter-days.html' title='Ah, Winter Days'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-113771365201842720</id><published>2006-01-19T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T15:34:12.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Skier!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Zoe and I went skiing today! It was so much fun. Unluckily I didn't get &lt;br /&gt;any pictures because I didn't know if she would like it or not. She &lt;br /&gt;liked it quite a lot. We skied down the median and back. Mostly she was &lt;br /&gt;interested in eating the snow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Yea!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-113771365201842720?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/113771365201842720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=113771365201842720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113771365201842720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113771365201842720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-skier.html' title='New Skier!'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-113769886457009297</id><published>2006-01-19T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T11:27:44.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner With Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Kids.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, Zoe and I made a busy day. We invited Randy, Sandy, Robert and Isaac over for dinner and decided on lasagne and homemade bread. Then I thought, for dessert, we should have cookies. And, since I took the malt extract out of the refrigerator on Saturday, I had to make beer (our first since Amy became pregnant).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off by steeping the grains, then making the cookies. Then we mixed up the bread dough in the Kitchenaid. Then, downstairs we went to cook the beer. It is a German style lager with Willamette hops (we will see how that goes). As far as cooking the wort, all went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7lbs. light malt extract&lt;br /&gt;1lb. Munich malt, 11L&lt;br /&gt;1/2lb Caramel malt, 135L&lt;br /&gt;1/2lb Carafoam malt, 2.3L&lt;br /&gt;4 oz Cascade hops, 6%, put into the wort from the first sparge.&lt;br /&gt;Bavarian Lager Yeast, Wyeast #2206&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Sandy_Randy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Sandy_Randy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zoe had a little lie-down and so did I, after lunch. Then we put together the tomato sauce for the lasagne. Then we shoveled off the driveway and the sidewalk. My back has been hurting since Christmas, and you would think that shoveling snow would make it worse, but it doesn't. All the while that I shoveled, my back felt fine. Later, I had a consult with Amy about it and we determined that probably I had hurt my ribs on that side...while sleeping in different beds over the break! How old am I that I injure myself while sleeping? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Isaac_Zoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Isaac_Zoe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After shoveling, we put the bread in the oven and it turned out really quite well. Then we put together the lasagne, then got the table ready for dinner. We had a great time with Randy and Sandy. Zoe, Isaac, and Robert played well together. For some reason, Zoe felt that the need to do a lot of whispering. It was kind of strange, but not too. She also led Isaac and Robert around by the hand much of the night. All the kids were quite cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braided Bread (adapted from &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/18-068481174x-0"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Complete book of Breads&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Bernard Clayton Jr.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix together in large bowl:&lt;br /&gt;3c. whole wheat flour&lt;br /&gt;2c. white flour&lt;br /&gt;1/4c. wheat germ&lt;br /&gt;2T. sugar&lt;br /&gt;2t. salt&lt;br /&gt;1/3c. dry milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form a well in the center and add:&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4c. warm water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour in one packet of yeast and let re-hydrate for 5-10 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stir together and add:&lt;br /&gt;2 slightly beaten eggs, room temperature&lt;br /&gt;1 stick (1/2c) butter, room temperature &lt;br /&gt;1/2c spent grains (homebrewing option)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knead; add water or flour until dough is the right consistency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rise, then cut into six equal parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roll three parts into snakes 14-16 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;braid three snakes, starting in middle and working first to one end, then the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;place on cookie sheet, or perforated &lt;a href="http://www.surlatable.com/common/products/product_details.cfm?PRRFNBR=368"&gt;French loaf pans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake at 375 for 35-40 minute on cookie sheets or 20-25 on French loaf pans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes two loaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-113769886457009297?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/113769886457009297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=113769886457009297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113769886457009297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113769886457009297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/01/dinner-with-friends.html' title='Dinner With Friends'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-113708843287873970</id><published>2006-01-12T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T09:53:52.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Case Closed (Ironically, the Picture Shows it Open)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Zoew%3ATools.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Zoew%3ATools.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, things are going well for us here. Zoe and I have been watching birds at least once a day for the past week and are looking forward to going upstairs, sitting on the futon couch and seeing who is in the backyard this morning. One bird of note that we have seen twice is what we believe to be a male house finch mutant that has white where it should have red or orange. I will take up the camera today (if I can remember) to see if I can get a picture of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Zoew%3AMaria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Zoew%3AMaria.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the right, Zoe is giving Maria a nap. The picture above, by the way, is Zoe with her new tool set. It stays in the shop, and here is why: One day, Amy, Zoe, and I were talking about what you do with tools that she has in her tool box. We told her to ask before she hits anything with the hammer. So, her first question of things that she could hit was "Can I hit the wall?" "No," was our reply. Then she thought for a moment and asked, "Can I hit the windows?" It was at that point that we decided that the new tools, which are real tools scaled down to a kids size, would stay in the shop. She likes to use them when she comes in to help me out as I am working on whatever it is that I am working on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Case_Open.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Case_Open.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of that, Currently, I took two days off, and now plan to return to work. I just finished a case for a client (the picture at the bottom). She will use it for heirloom jewelry. It turned out pretty well, and I finished it blazingly fast for me: I got the order at the Holiday Bazaar, and delivered it on the 10th of January. Plus, during most of December, I was working on the benches for Randy and Sandy. So, there you go.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On another, note, I am reading&lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/1-0802714471-0"&gt;The History of the World in Six Glasses&lt;/a&gt; by Tom Standage (can you guess what they are?) So far, it has been pretty good, though not brilliant. I feel like it is something that I could write, on a subject that I could write on. And speaking of writing on beer (glass number one) it is just about time for us to brew our first batch in quite a long time (no drinking because of pregnancy, of course). If there are any requests for summer brews, let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-113708843287873970?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/113708843287873970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=113708843287873970&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113708843287873970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113708843287873970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/01/case-closed-ironically-picture-shows.html' title='Case Closed (Ironically, the Picture Shows it Open)'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-113682615270315136</id><published>2006-01-09T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T09:02:32.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Amy_w%3Astickybuns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/Amy_w%3Astickybuns.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a nice weekend, and are sad to see that it has ended. Amy cooked sticky buns yesterday, and man were they good. The dough had just the right amount of moisture, not too dry, but not doughy either. They were good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe had a cough all  weekend, but, luckily, last night she slept like a log (and so did we). Today she is quite chipper, though she does have a little snot still. I am feeling much better as well, so there you go. Also, last night, Zoe slept all night in panties and jammies, no diaper. We forgot to bring one to Mimi and Papa's house last night so after her bath, they simply put her in panties and we went home. On the way, Zoe informed us that she did not want to wear a diaper to bed. She has been dry for a number of days (five?) and so we decided that we would let her sleep like a big girl. She was dry again this morning and so we embark on four months of no diapers used in the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Zoe_reading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/Zoe_reading.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not sure that I am looking forward to changing diapers all the time again. We are starting to look forward to having the new baby around. I have felt it move a couple of times, and it kicks Amy all the time. Soon, Zoe will be able to feel it too. Then all we have to do is wait for the big day. It feels like it will be a big change to our lives, but not nearly so big as the change that we experienced when we had Zoe. I wonder what the new one will be like? What will it look like? Will it like to crawl and be on its tummy? We will have to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Tasting_zebra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/Tasting_zebra.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, I thought that I would include a picture of Zoe at her first Christmas. She is so small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-113682615270315136?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/113682615270315136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=113682615270315136&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113682615270315136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113682615270315136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-113659477074729756</id><published>2006-01-06T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T16:46:10.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeff Has a cold (so does Zoe)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Well, we are sick. It really isn't too bad, but keeping a two and a &lt;br /&gt;half year old happy and entertained when you yourself are tired and &lt;br /&gt;stuffy is a lot of work. I didn't sleep well last night: we went to bed &lt;br /&gt;too late (we were watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer), then Zoe woke up &lt;br /&gt;around five coughing. I wish that I could get by on less sleep, but if &lt;br /&gt;I don't get a solid five hours, and then three more to boot, then I am &lt;br /&gt;tired and cranky. I am looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow morning, &lt;br /&gt;then having some delicious Klamath Grill breakfast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Today we went down to Story Time at the library. The best part, I &lt;br /&gt;think, is that we didn't have any fines! Last time we went, we returned &lt;br /&gt;two books that had been misplaced: $4.80 each. We wondered how much the &lt;br /&gt;books had cost originally, as the were just board books. Today, we &lt;br /&gt;heard some good stories, sang some good songs, then painted some foam &lt;br /&gt;rubber mittens with finger paint. Zoe mostly was interested in what &lt;br /&gt;everyone else was doing, rather than making her own project look its &lt;br /&gt;best. It turned out well, anyway. Then we met Spiderman (who happened &lt;br /&gt;to be about three and a half). He brought us some books, then Zoe &lt;br /&gt;picked some out, then we came on home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Nap time has turned into sitting in her bed and playing with her &lt;br /&gt;stuffed animals, which is frustrating when you are trying to have a &lt;br /&gt;nap. I ended up laying down and periodically telling her to lay back &lt;br /&gt;down. Finally I said that she could get up and we went downstairs to &lt;br /&gt;watch a video about eagles. When her mom got home, she said that she &lt;br /&gt;was scared, and when I went to go upstairs to greet Amy, she started &lt;br /&gt;crying. Luckily, that didn't last too long. Right now, they are sitting &lt;br /&gt;on the couch reading about reptiles and amphibians.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-113659477074729756?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/113659477074729756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=113659477074729756&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113659477074729756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113659477074729756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/01/jeff-has-cold-so-does-zoe.html' title='Jeff Has a cold (so does Zoe)'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-113649705764754070</id><published>2006-01-05T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T13:37:37.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another entry!</title><content type='html'>This morning, Zoe, Uncle T and I went down to the Daily Bagel (a local coffee shop that features...bagels). We had a great time. Zoe had a cheese bagel with egg, ham, and swiss cheese (her choice). I had a double cappuccino and a strawberry pastry. Uncle T had a bagel with salmon and onions and a cup of coffee, which also sounded pretty good. If ever you are in Klamath Falls and are in need of a cup, I highly recommend the Daily Bagel (and so does Zoe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we returned home, after watching a couple of videos, we went out to feed the birds. In the bag of quail food, we found a mouse! It was very cute, and after chasing it around the inside of the bag (I don't know how long it had been in there, but it seemed quite plump), I caught it by the tail and we had a look. After thoroughly inspecting it, we released it into the compost area where it could eat scraps and find a safe sleeping place. (Probably it will end up back in the bag of bird food!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'd like to again suggest that you start a blog so that I can read about you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-113649705764754070?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/113649705764754070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=113649705764754070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113649705764754070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113649705764754070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-entry.html' title='Another entry!'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-113640011513518376</id><published>2006-01-04T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T10:41:55.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Holiday Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/G-maC_Amy_Travis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/G-maC_Amy_Travis.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Grandma Campbell, Amy, and Travis on Christmas Eve&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far this year has been pretty good for us, though it is only a few days old. Our holiday season made us smile, as we visited old friends, gave and received some wonderful presents, ate some great food, and spent some quality time with loved ones. We are sad that it is over, but looking forward to having a great new year. Who knows what surprises we will encounter when we enter the world of "true parents" with the addition of a second child. I wonder what Zoe will think. When we talk about her new brother or sister, I can just see the wheels turning in her wonderful brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Jeff_Mara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/Jeff_Mara.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Mara and Jeff in Corvallis&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you about our holiday season in no particular order starting with our trip to the north. After spending Christmas Eve with Amy's parents, then Christmas Day and two nights with Jeff's parents, we drove up to Corvallis to spend some time with Alex, Mara, and Liam. On the way, we found out what traveling with a potty trained girlie was all about: we stopped four times to go potty. We didn't regret the stoppages, but we did have to learn a new way of traveling. It will take longer to get places, but that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Gary_Liam_Z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/Gary_Liam_Z.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Grandpa Gary reading to Liam and Zoe&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Corvallis, we meant to spend only one night, then drive up to Salem and stay with Ryan, Michele, Kennedy, and Paisley. Unluckily, Ryan came down with a cold, and so, instead of exposing a two year old, and a pregnant mother to it, we stayed two nights with Mara and Alex. Serendipitously, Gary and Irene (Mara's parents) were planning on coming down on later in the week. Mara talked them into coming a day early, so we were able to play Euchre (the best card game ever invented) (and if you don't believe me, it is because, you need to come to our house and try it out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a very good visit, though Zoe was a bit afraid of Liam, who is much louder and full of energy. Thank you, Mara, Alex, and Liam for having us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Opening_Presents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/Opening_Presents.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Zoe opening up her new doll, Sara&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve, we spent in our usual way: Broccoli, potato soup, opening presents, and spending the night with Monte and Debbie. We had a great time, Zoe especially. She really likes opening presents, and liked helping everyone else as much as opening her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Nana_Z_piano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/Nana_Z_piano.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Zoe sharing her crafts with Nana&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day we spent with Jeff's mom. We had dinner at Aunt Vicki's house, with Great Grandpa Bill, Vicki, Eric, Dave, Becky, Doug, Andrea, Cameron, Brandy, her fiance Brian, Kathleen, Eric's mom, and Nana. It was good food and good company. Thank you for a delicious, fun time, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Zw%3Anew_Kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/Zw%3Anew_Kitchen.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Zoe with her new kitchen and her new haircut&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Zoe started the new year with a new kitchen, and a new hair cut. It really makes her look more grown up. Mimi (Debbie) and Amy cut it while Zoe watched "The Doodlebops". She didn't squirm at all. I don't think that she really understood what happened until it was over (if she understood it then). The real test may be the next time that we try to clip it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. I suppose that I could post my resolutions: It boils down to eat more healthily, work harder, and have more fun. Pretty easy, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great year and check back often: I am making updating the blog part of my resolutions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-113640011513518376?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/113640011513518376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=113640011513518376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113640011513518376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113640011513518376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2006/01/great-holiday-season.html' title='&lt;center&gt;A Great Holiday Season&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-113414766442069129</id><published>2005-12-09T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T09:01:04.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Z%26A_W%3AOrnaments.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Z%26A_W%3AOrnaments.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so busy that I have not had a chance to write, neither here, nor anymore on the novel. We went to the Christmas Bazaar at the Fairgrounds last weekend. We sold some stuff and handed out many cards. It was a good experience and we think that we are going to try again next year, and maybe in the summer at the Farmer's Market. We will see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Amy_w%3Alights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Amy_w%3Alights.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The house is decked out for the holidays. I think that this is my favorite time of year. I love the carols, the lights, the smells, the giddy anticipation of much loot! Actually, the loot part takes a back seat to watching Zoe open her presents. Speaking of Zoe, she is playing/hauling around the xylophone and singing the ABC song, while wearing my Birkenstocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the Snowflake parade. We didn't go. We had plans for me to run, and Zoe to ride in one of the snow-blowers from the base, but none of the worked out. So, we had Monte, Debbie, and Travis over for sausages, and french fries. Mmm. It was pretty good. We then watched the first part of "Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer". It got too late, and one of us got tired and had to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Zoe-Hanging_Ornaments.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Zoe-Hanging_Ornaments.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, things are going well here. Things are getting done, and we are almost ready for Christmas. Have a happy holiday and a great, lovely, and joyous time of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-113414766442069129?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/113414766442069129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=113414766442069129&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113414766442069129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113414766442069129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-113208002538371010</id><published>2005-11-15T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T10:40:25.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/R_I_Z_J.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/R_I_Z_J.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello all. We are doing well here in K-Falls. Both Amy and I are working hard on our &lt;a href="http://jeffreyjsparkswords.blogspot.com/"&gt;novels&lt;/a&gt;. Take a look, if you haven't already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also today, Randy, Isaac, Zoe, and I went down to the Daily Bagel. We had some coffee and pastries. It is always nice to sit down there and enjoy a cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Isaac.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Isaac.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are going to be in a craft show! It will be at the fair grounds on the 3rd and 4th of December. I am working hard on that, and on Randy and Sandy's benches, and a screen door for another client, and we are trying to get the gas installed. Plus running and writing: I am busy! Not too busy to post on my blog, it would seem. Great. Now I have guilt that I am not in the shop. I will head there shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I say we are also getting ready for Thanksgiving? We sent out invitations this morning. If you didn't get one, its because we forgot! If we missed anyone and you would like to come, we would like to have you. Just let us know. And, if you are coming from out of town, we have places to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Zoe_Dailey_Bagel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Zoe_Dailey_Bagel.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, I added AWADs A Word A Day and Quote a day on the sidebar. Some people have had to scroll all the way to the bottom of the blog in order to see the sidebar items. If they don't appear at the top, then look for them at the bottom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone. I'm going to get to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-113208002538371010?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/113208002538371010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=113208002538371010&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113208002538371010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113208002538371010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/11/working-hard.html' title='Working Hard'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-113142916233017555</id><published>2005-11-07T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T21:52:42.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowy day</title><content type='html'>We woke up to more snow. It is so nice. Then it snowed all day. It was pretty wet, so not much accumliated, but now that it has cooled off, it is still snowing and no we have about three inches. I like it. Oh no! I just remembered that our sled is over at Mimi and Papa's house so we can't go sledding tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is going well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-113142916233017555?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/113142916233017555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=113142916233017555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113142916233017555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113142916233017555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/11/snowy-day.html' title='Snowy day'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-113103909301651985</id><published>2005-11-03T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T09:33:42.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Snow-roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Snow-roses.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, winter is upon us: this morning as we arose and Amy started to get dressed, she exclaimed: "It snowed last night!" I stared out the window, shocked and excited. I think that I love winter, but fall is my favorite season because of the anticipation of winter (the fall colors are nice, too). Not too long now and we can go skiing. We have to find (or make) a pair of skis for Zoe, and build our &lt;a href="http://www.skipulk.com/"&gt;pulk&lt;/a&gt; (a sled that she can sit on and that I can pull behind while I ski). It used to be downhill skiing, but now we are cross country skiers all the way. In the old days (specifically the high school days) I would get out my skis try them on in the living room on the carpet, then tune them up and have them ready to go by the end of September. These days I eagerly await the first storm up on the pass. We don't need a lot of snow before we can get out and enjoy the cold: it only takes six inches and we can go all day)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/House-snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/House-snow.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other fronts, running is going well. Yesterday, Zoe and I ran down to Shasta and back, about four and a half miles. Today we are running out to Mimi and Papa's. Zoe will stay with Papa and then I will run home, stopping off at KU for a few pick-ups on the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Zoe_w%3AThumper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Zoe_w%3AThumper.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Writing is going well. 4000 words in two days is quite a lot and a bit of a shock to the system. Amy and I were talking after our writing session that in some ways it would be better if it were National Novel Writing Two Months. Writing would become more of a habit and less of a mad dash once a year. A thousand words a day seems much more manageable. I suppose that if I can just take a couple of days off after November is over, and then set a goal of writing or re-writing then I could do it, just like running. We'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-113103909301651985?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/113103909301651985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=113103909301651985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113103909301651985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113103909301651985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-snow.html' title='First Snow'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-113086274455076254</id><published>2005-11-01T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T09:01:39.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Saints Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Z-w%3Ahat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Z-w%3Ahat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy All Saints Day, everyone. Halloween was a great success, at least Zoe didn't cry when she had to go and trick-or-treat. She made a wonderful Fairy Princess with her hat from Ashland, her dress from Erika's wedding, and her wand from her dad's lathe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/M_Z_w%3Apumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/M_Z_w%3Apumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last year, she would jump at the chance to hand out candy, but this year she wasn't as sure. I think that she thought too much about it: it was something to be pondered, not jumped into with both feet. As for the Trick-Or-Treating part, I took her out to Mima's work (Mazama High School) where she was showed off for awhile, then over to Oma's house for a fruit roll-up and some candy, then to the library for a goody bag. When they arrived back at our house (with Papa) Amy and I took Zoe to the neighbors for a little more candy. It went pretty well, though usually she forgot to say "Trick or Treat". She did remember to say "Thank You", though, so that was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Z_D_w%3Apumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Z_D_w%3Apumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For dinner we had Pumpkin Tureen (cheesey, oniony, goodness baked in a whole pumpkin, a volunteer that grew up at our place), and pop-overs. It was very festive, and very tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Z-w%3Apumpkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Z-w%3Apumpkins.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today begins the first day of the rest of our novels: NaNoWriMo is upon us. This evening we will start the writing: 1600 words a night. It is easier than you think, and if you have any inclination at all, you should give it a try. The trick is to just start typing and not even think about what you are writing. I am going to try to upload each day's writing on the Words blog (link at right). I will check it for spelling, but don't expect perfect grammar! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish us luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-113086274455076254?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/113086274455076254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=113086274455076254&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113086274455076254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/113086274455076254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/11/all-saints-day.html' title='All Saints Day'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112982558370839500</id><published>2005-10-20T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T09:26:23.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Week So Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/KG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/KG.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ended (or started, depending on your perspective) our week as we often do at the &lt;a href="http://www.mrbreakfast.com/r_display.asp?restid=249"&gt;Klamath Grill&lt;/a&gt;. We sure enjoy going down to see all the people and have some good greasy food. Usually I have the chicken fried steak, Zoe has pancakes and eggs, and Amy has either biscuits and gravy or pancakes, or an omelet. If you haven't been, you should go. The staff is friendly and the prices are right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Zoe%27s_Hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Zoe%27s_Hand.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday we had dinner with Bill, Vanessa, and William. We cooked soup and home made bread, Challah, made with lots of butter and eggs. Mmm, it is so good and rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Zoe and I did not go over the hill for vegetables because the season is over. We were a little lost the whole day, not knowing exactly what to do with ourselves. Wednesday I didn't feel that great. I am wore out from not getting as many calories since Amy became pregnant: no beer for anyone, just to be fair, you know. So, I took a nap and ate much food (not at the same time). Today I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Spoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Spoon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, I made a spoon and a box on the lathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112982558370839500?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112982558370839500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112982558370839500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112982558370839500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112982558370839500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/10/our-week-so-far.html' title='Our Week So Far'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112938563684982195</id><published>2005-10-15T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:59:02.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Saga of Scarecrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Scarecrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Scarecrow.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time it was Library Day. On Library Day, Jeff and his lovely daughter Zoe would go to the &lt;a href="http://catalog.lib.co.klamath.or.us/Polaris/Search/PowerPAC.zag?SessionOrgID=1&amp;type=Keyword&amp;languageid=1033"&gt;Klamath Country Library&lt;/a&gt;, Klamath Falls City Branch, and hear stories and sing songs at Story Time. Also, they would do crafts (not "craps" as Zoe would say; finally her dad convinced her that it is "crafts"; "Not crap," she would later say, "crafts." Finally, her dad would think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ides of October had fallen, and the library summoned. On this day they sang "Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes (Knees, and Toes)", and "Old MacDonald (Had a Farm)". Also they heard stories about scaredy cats, farm animals and falling leaves. The craft, most difficult craft ever, was to be scarecrows. After an admonition from the librarian that Zoe should be doing the (most difficult) craft (ever), her dad finished. It stood five inches at the shoulder, then straw hat looking more like a sombrero. They carefully carried it around the library while collecting videos and books. The spoke to a reference librarian, a rare occurrence, because they could not find anything on plumbing natural gas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, natural gas bookless, they left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon exiting the library they found that the wind stormed from the south, across Lake Euwana. Man did it stink. Autumn leaves swirled with dust and weed seeds as they carefully put the scarecrow in the stroller. They made their way to one planning department, and then another before securing a permit to install a gas line in the house, and made their way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they arrived home, the scarecrow was missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/N_Z_Reading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/N_Z_Reading.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zoe's dad thought that he would not say anything in the vain hope that she would not notice. But, as the reference librarian had left a message saying that she had found a book, he decided that they would return to the library and secure another craft packet. Before they left, they read a story about going to camp. Along the way back to the library, they stopped and searched for the missing scarecrow, but without luck. The librarians were happy to provide another scarecrow craft packet. The book about gas line plumbing was retrieved and, as they made their way home, Zoe's dad dreaded the thought of making another scarecrow. They returned home, had lunch, and tackled the craft. It proved easier the second time around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an unrelated note, see the picture above at right of Nana and Zoe reading last weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112938563684982195?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112938563684982195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112938563684982195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112938563684982195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112938563684982195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/10/saga-of-scarecrow.html' title='The Saga of Scarecrow'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112930717440535073</id><published>2005-10-14T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T09:26:14.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Z_Strawberries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Z_Strawberries.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought new shoes! I am excited to have something different. I had been running on Brooks Adrenaline for a number of years (almost since the day that we moved to Klamath Falls). But the latest edition, 5, just really didn't do it for me. They broke down way too fast and never felt that good. So, I did some shopping around town and finally found the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0002IHWZG/qid=1129304271/sr=8-2/ref=sr_8_xs_ap_i2_xgl200/104-0016888-4374324?v=glance&amp;s=sporting-goods&amp;n=507846"&gt;Saucony Regulate&lt;/a&gt; at Big 5. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/New_Shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/New_Shoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't know anything about them, but they felt good on my feet, they seem like they will wear for a long time, and they were on sale. I have run on them twice and think that they may be my new shoe. I am going to buy another pair today, if they still have any in my size out at Big 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Mom_and_Zoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Mom_and_Zoe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of running, yesterday we had a great workout at &lt;a href="http://www.klamathbirdingtrails.com/Moore%20Park.html"&gt;Moore Park&lt;/a&gt;. We warmed up, then did a pyramid: 30 seconds, 45, 60, 90, 60, 45, 30, then three steep hills at 20 seconds each. My legs were pretty much like jelly when we were done. Zoe didn't get to go for this run, though I couldn't have pushed her up the hill anyway. Instead, she spent the afternoon with Papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we will be in Ashland for the State of Jefferson Cross Country Meet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112930717440535073?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112930717440535073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112930717440535073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112930717440535073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112930717440535073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-shoes.html' title='New Shoes'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112913364276763219</id><published>2005-10-12T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T09:14:02.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days Behind on Posting</title><content type='html'>I am days behind on posting. Hopefully I can catch up in one day and then tomorrow (or this evening) I can stay caught up. I am going to start with today and work back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Zoe and I are having a pretty good day. We are watching a &lt;a href="http://www.sesameworkshop.org/parents/advice/article.php?contentId=94401&amp;"&gt;Tingo&lt;/a&gt; video. It is just over and now we will get some food. Some days Zoe talks me into watching more than one video, but usually that ends in a cranky, hungry girlie. Uh oh, now she has talked me into doing a little reading in a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0071408274/104-0016888-4374324?v=glance&amp;n=283155&amp;v=glance"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Let's Learn Japanese Picture Dictionary&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news everyone: she has eaten and is no longer being cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/The_Farm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/The_Farm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday we went over the hill for the last delivery of vegetables. We are a little sad, but we will be able to clean the fridge finally (in a few weeks, anyway). And we are looking forward to eating up our Halloween decorations (squash and pumpkins).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Zoe had a cold and we spent much time watching videos. In the afternoon, I had an appointment with a nice lady who needs a new screen door for her house. It is made of oak, which is pretty exciting, and she wants it done right, which is even more exciting. My only worry is finishing as usually when I finish something it is for inside use, or we slap on a coat of paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Dad_Z_Pumpkin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Dad_Z_Pumpkin1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday we went to the Harvest Gathering out at the Whistling Duck Farm. It was fun, though we didn't stay as long as we might have since it took place all the way over in Ruch (west of Medford) and we needed to get home at a reasonable hour. We brought chocolate chip cookies. Zoe had a grand time touring the fields, she even ate a couple of strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the Harvest Gathering, we stopped in Ruch and had breakfast (second breakfast, really) at the &lt;a href="http://www.restaurantdb.net/US/OR/Jacksonville/restaurants/search/10.html"&gt;Magnolia Grill&lt;/a&gt;. We will definitely go again. It is a nice drive out past Jacksonville and the food is tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, we drove to Medford, picked up my mom and headed to the Chieftain Invitational Cross Country meet. We enjoyed ourselves, but the kids were not spectacular. That is okay, we are making progress (though there were not a whole bunch of PRs this day). We will see what happens at district (in three weeks). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Whew. All caught up for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112913364276763219?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112913364276763219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112913364276763219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112913364276763219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112913364276763219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/10/days-behind-on-posting.html' title='Days Behind on Posting'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112896250703388505</id><published>2005-10-10T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T09:41:47.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Library Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Library_Sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Library_Sign.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday, as usual, was story time at the library. We really like library day, and the more we go, the more Zoe participates. She is doing hand motions and calling out when questions are asked. And, it is good for her to interact with kids. She doesn't get much of that (I am a little worried about sending her off to preschool next year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Spider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Spider.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We made a spider for our craft. Our stroies were mostly about spiders, and we sang about the Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly. The librarian had a puppet that actually swallowed things. It was kind of disgusting, actally. Back to the project. We taped legs on the back, and the eyes on the front. Lastly we tied the string on so that we can hang it up for Halloween. I tried to let Zoe do most of the work, only directing a little, and helping with the glue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112896250703388505?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112896250703388505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112896250703388505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112896250703388505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112896250703388505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/10/library-day.html' title='Library Day'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112870241854494362</id><published>2005-10-07T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T09:26:58.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Create Your Own Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Tulips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Tulips.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would like to formally encourage any and all of you to create a blog. It is so easy, and then I can read about your lives as well. When I created this blog, it took only about ten minutes and I had my very first post posted. All you have to do is go to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/start"&gt;Blogger.com&lt;/a&gt;, explore in the "What's a Blog?" area, or go directly to "Create a Blog in 3 Easy Steps". Or click on the "Get your own Blog" button at the top of the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Nana_and_Zoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Nana_and_Zoe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday the kids ran a pretty good workout: 9x400m at pace, then 3x300m cut-downs. I didn't run because of an ongoing groin injury (so frustrating). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday we went to &lt;a href="http://www.passport2oregon.com/article_57.html"&gt;Pasta Piatti&lt;/a&gt; in Ashland. While you are there be sure to try the Ravioli Di Zucca; it is amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112870241854494362?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112870241854494362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112870241854494362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112870241854494362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112870241854494362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/10/create-your-own-blog.html' title='Create Your Own Blog!'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112860998323421620</id><published>2005-10-06T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T07:46:23.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Run</title><content type='html'>We had a great run yesterday. Zoe and I went out with the &lt;a href="http://www.kfalls.k12.or.us/schools/mazama.htm"&gt;Mazama&lt;/a&gt; cross country team and we ran up to the Shasta Hill on the east side of town. Zoe and I ran the hill once (I should have made some of the kids push her), and then ran back to the school with Randy and Steven (a senior). On the way back, there was a little consternation because Randy was taking a turn pushing Zoe. When Zoe realized this, it made her cry. We had hugs, and she said that I was sweatty; then everything was okay again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day, all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112860998323421620?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112860998323421620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112860998323421620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112860998323421620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112860998323421620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/10/great-run.html' title='Great Run'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112843800483872137</id><published>2005-10-04T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T08:23:01.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Amy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/Amy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello everyone! I am so excited and proud to announce that we are having another baby (one just wasn't enough!) Amy is just about two months along, the due date is May 12th, and, more good news, Amy has accrued exactly enough sick leave to take her to the end of the school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe also is excited to have a sibling. She says that she wants a sister. The whole process boggles her mind, every now and then: we will say something like, "The baby is in mommy's tummy," and she will stare off into space for a moment, trying to work that all out. She is so cute (and we say that way too much, but it is true).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I started a Blog recently, as you can see. I try to post each day, but sometimes, especially on the weekends, I get a little lax. So check back often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I started a purely writing blog called "Words". The link is at the right, if you are interested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are doing well down Klamath way. I am so happy this morning to be sharing this news with you all. Come and see us sometime, or we will come and see you when we get a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff, Amy, and Zoe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/Us.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. You can leave a comment by clicking on the "Comments" button just below. You will have to type in some funny looking letters before your comment will be accepted (just follow the instructions). This is because of "comment spam" (and I think that you can figure out what that means). Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112843800483872137?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112843800483872137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112843800483872137&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112843800483872137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112843800483872137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/10/big-news.html' title='Big News'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112835768810800763</id><published>2005-10-03T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T09:41:28.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Library_Leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Library_Leaves.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a pretty good weekend. I didn't go to the &lt;a href="http://www.heraldandnews.com/articles/2005/10/02/news/sports/sports2.txt"&gt;Cross Counrty Meet&lt;/a&gt; in Albany, and am a little sad because the kids did so well. Good job everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, Zoe and I went to Story Time at the library. We were joined by Randy, Isaac, and Isaac's cousin, Brandon. We heard some great stories about fall, and wind, then made leaf pictures. Unluckily it was about one day too early for real leaves, so the kids had to do with cloth leaves and tissue paper. Even so, we had a good time pasting. Zoe chose the "pink" (red) acorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught up on our sleep this weekend, which was really nice. And both days, I did some woodworking. The benches are on the way, Randy and Sandy. They should weigh just under a ton each as they are made of hard maple which is quite heavy, and, as you might guess, hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/New_Gloves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/New_Gloves.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zoe got some new gloves; she can even put them on herself. We had gone to Rite Aid for vitamins and a stereo cable. While there we noticed the glove rack had been put out. Well, why not shop for some gloves? I thought. We will need some soon, and the ones that she has are too small. Well, one of the first that I saw, were these blue ones with pictures of the Disney Princesses on them. Zoe, of course, loved them right away. I then found some mittens that are waterproof; they looked pretty warm. Zoe was unconvinced, however that we should get them. I assured her that we could get the princess gloves also, but the waterproof ones were a no-go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Fall_Leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Fall_Leaves.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday evening, Zoe, Mima and Papa, found some leaves that had fallen over night and so made them into an authentic Fall-Leaf-Picture. I think that it looks pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, after working on the benches, while Zoe and Amy drove, I ran to the Hill's. It rained a bit, and the wind blew, but overall, I had a good time. The fire in the earth stove warmed me up when I got there, and then we all shared a relaxing afternoon while catching the last half of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0119116/?fr=c2l0ZT1kZnx0dD0xfGZiPXV8cG49MHxrdz0xfHE9ZmlmdGggZWxlbWVudHxmdD0xfG14PTIwfGxtPTUwMHxjbz0xfGh0bWw9MXxubT0x;fc=1;ft=21;fm=1"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Fifth Element&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this space tomorrow for a big announcement. Until then, cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112835768810800763?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112835768810800763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112835768810800763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112835768810800763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112835768810800763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/10/good-weekend.html' title='A Good Weekend'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112802812883098554</id><published>2005-09-29T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T14:32:20.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done Painting the House, Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Randy_Prepping2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Randy_Prepping2.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Randy prepping the final side&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are done painting the house, finally. It was a three year Odyssey, but, with Randy's help and motivation, we finally have finished with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Back1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Back1.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I put the last coat of paint on the east side windows and trim. It was a strange feeling to step off the ladder knowing that I could wash my brush and then be done, not having to worry about not having the trim painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/South_Side1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/South_Side1.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it will be done until we die: we painted with &lt;a href="http://www.sherwin-williams.com/"&gt;Sherwin Williams Duration&lt;/a&gt;, which has a lifetime guarantee. We will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Back_Door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:Left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Back_Door.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a celebration, Randy, Isaac, Zoe, and I went down to the Daily Bagel for coffee and bagel sandwiches. Thanks Randy for all your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Side_Dormer1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:Right; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Side_Dormer1.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112802812883098554?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112802812883098554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112802812883098554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112802812883098554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112802812883098554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/09/done-painting-house-finally.html' title='Done Painting the House, &lt;i&gt;Finally&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112792025767219941</id><published>2005-09-28T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T08:10:57.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Tuesday Trip Over the Hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/P9270004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/P9270004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuesdays are vegetable days and also lunch days with Nana. Yesterday we met Nana at Si Casa Flores on Barnett in Medford for some delicious Mexican food. I had Chile Verde, Nana had an enchilada and a tamale, and Zoe had a quesidilla which she took apart and then reformed into a burrito with chicken, rice and beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/P9270003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/P9270003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The food was pretty good, and Zoe got a baloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up vegitables from Mary and Vince in Ashland, then headed back over the hill. The drive was fine, and Zoe slept right through unloading, and didn't wake until we arrived at Mazama for cross country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/P9270005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/P9270005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday's workout was a good one: 2x800m, 4x400m, 5x300m cut-downs, and then a cool down as long as four miles. I didn't run as I had Zoe and still a sore shoulder. The kids, however, did pretty well (for the most part).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112792025767219941?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112792025767219941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112792025767219941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112792025767219941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112792025767219941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-tuesday-trip-over-hill.html' title='Another Tuesday Trip Over the Hill'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112787676700220245</id><published>2005-09-27T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T20:06:07.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lone Pine</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we ran up to the Lone Pine on top of Hogsback Mountain just east of Klamath Falls with the cross country team. When I say we, I don't mean Zoe and I but the other coaches. Man, could you imagine running up a rocky dirt trail that is like climbing stair sometimes pushing a girlie? I told Amy in the morning that I could tie the stroller to my waist and pull her up...maybe I will try that some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made up in about 30 minutes. My calves were like rocks, but not the good kind, and my thighs hurt quite a bit, but overall it was a good experience. About half the kids made it to the top. Four of them didn't make it because they took the wrong trail (luckily they weren't lost for too long) and the rest just didn't have it. The view was great, something that I don't see that often now that we have Zoe. Soon, she will be strong enough to climb high with me and we will share those views.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112787676700220245?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112787676700220245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112787676700220245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112787676700220245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112787676700220245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/09/lone-pine.html' title='The Lone Pine'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112776587526451510</id><published>2005-09-26T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T13:17:55.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures that I couldn't upload eariler today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Z_on_Papahorse1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/Z_on_Papahorse1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Zoe on Papahorse&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Z_Sitting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/Z_Sitting.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Zoe spelled out her name (almost) by herself&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Z_Laying_in_Grass2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/Z_Laying_in_Grass.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Relaxing in the autum grass&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112776587526451510?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112776587526451510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112776587526451510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112776587526451510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112776587526451510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/09/pictures-that-i-couldnt-upload-eariler.html' title='Pictures that I couldn&apos;t upload eariler today'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112775176278479005</id><published>2005-09-26T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T09:25:18.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monday</title><content type='html'>Happy Monday! We had a good weekend, though it was much too short. On Saturday morning, I awoke at 5:15 so that I could go to Eugene for the Northwest Classic xc race. We had a good day and many good performances, with most everyone having PRs. There was one incident that took away from the experience: one of our runners was hit on the head while he was (grrr) wrestling. We took him to the medical tent and had him checked out. The trainer said that he probably had a minor concussion and that we needed to look after him for the rest of the day. He felt much better by the time that we left for home and by the time that we got back to Klamath he seemed pretty normal (as normal as can be expected, anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest part about the whole thing is that when we came back to where our kids were sitting, telling them what the trainer had said, two of the kids were wrestling, again! I couldn't believe it. Not ten minutes before a kid had been bopped on the head hard enought to warrent a trip to the first aid station and here they were wrestling again! I was just a bit angry and told them to stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Sunday, was pretty uneventful. We spent the first part of the day at home, Amy resting, mostly. Then we went to Amy's parents for the afternoon, and dinner. Amy has traded all day sickness for all day fatigue. hopefully that will go away soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Blogger.com is having problems uploading pictures this morning, so I will try again later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112775176278479005?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112775176278479005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112775176278479005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112775176278479005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112775176278479005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112750721148895821</id><published>2005-09-23T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T13:26:51.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First appointment with Rebecca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/P9040014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/P9040014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept in today, because Amy had her first appointment with Rebecca, our midwife. It went well, though it took awhile to get everything done; partially that was because it was the first visit and so there were many questions about personal and family health histories. Zoe went too, and she enjoyed herself, though she wanted to join the conversation sometimes when we were trying to listen to what Rebecca or Tara (her assistant) were trying to tell us. That was okay, though, I think that it helped her to understand what is happening to the family. Speaking of the family, Amy and I were talking last night about when we go to Alaska (not next summer but sometime in the not too distant future) with the "kids". Aaaaaah! In less than eight months, we are not only going to have a kid, we are going to have kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain is falling today. Really, we don't mind it too much, though the temperature is hovering around 40, which is a little cold this early in the year. Randy and I hadn't planned on doing any painting today, so that works out fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/P9230001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/P9230001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zoe and I did, however, make it to the library...in the car.  Everywhere she goes, she is recognized: one of the librarians knows her from the summer reading program (actually I think that many know her from the summer reading program), and also happens to have a daughter in one of Amy's classes. Today, we heard four stories, mostly relating to apples (though one was about farmyard animals) and then we made prints with cut apples. It was quite fun, and made me think about composition, as the picture is basically an abstract. The paint that we used stuck to our fingers, but when we rubbed it with a damp cloth, came off in little chunks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No XC practice today, but a big meet tomorrow in Eugene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot, I put a link to &lt;a href="http://www.billandvanessa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vanessa's Blog&lt;/a&gt; in the links list as well. Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112750721148895821?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112750721148895821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112750721148895821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112750721148895821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112750721148895821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/09/first-appointment-with-rebecca.html' title='First appointment with Rebecca'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112742330654136055</id><published>2005-09-22T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T14:08:26.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A good day so far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/P9040015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/P9040015.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So far today, we have been having a good day. Randy and I finished painting the north side of the house. The only think left is the east side: predicted finish date, next week sometime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe is laying in bed, but not sleeping. I will have to get her up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoulder hurts a bit, probably from climbing around on ladders. It sure is healing fast, though. I am glad, because it is no fun having a hurt shoulder. Yesterday, I ran with the kids at xc, but couldn't go as far as I wanted because of the pain. It hurt on both the forward and back arm swing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe informs me that it is "time to get up," so I had better go get her. She still hasn't discovered that she can get out of bed on her own. Shhh, don't tell her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112742330654136055?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112742330654136055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112742330654136055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112742330654136055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112742330654136055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/09/good-day-so-far.html' title='A good day so far.'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112731988724809226</id><published>2005-09-21T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T09:24:47.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It really was a long day</title><content type='html'>Boy! Yesterday was long, long, long. It started off on the wrong foot, when Zoe couldn't articulate why she didn't want to wear pants. We had five minutes of whining, arguing, and crying that she didn't want to wear pants or her Elmo shirt. Finally, we figured out that she wanted to wear her dog dress. My goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday's blog didn't want to upload right, and that made me cranky. Then Zoe didn't want to eat her oatmeal. I left her to it, and when I came back after five minutes she had eaten half a bite (the other half was smeared on the table). I couldn't get into the truck with her and drive to Medford if she hadn't eaten anything! I almost lost it at that time, but then thought, "Hey, maybe she wants some toast". She did! So, toast it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/DSC01479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/DSC01479.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We loaded up and the ride over was fairly pleasant. Zoe mostly read her books. We met my mom at her work and she introduced us around. Zoe got a sucker (a cherry tootsie pop) and we shook many hands. Everyone thought that she was cute with her quail tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at &lt;a href="http://www.medfordoregon.com/bus.cgi?id=4834&amp;this=Restaurant"&gt;Rooster's&lt;/a&gt;, which, as Zoe will tell you, is decorated with many roosters. The food was pretty good, especially the cinnamon roll. When we go there next, we will be sure to have cinnamon rolls, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch Zoe and I drove to Ashland to pick up the vegetables. Vince was a little late in getting back, but not too late. We loaded up (I was careful about my shoulder, which is doing quite well, by-the-way), then headed back over the hill. The drive home went quickly, and Zoe, even though she reassured me many times that she was "not tired" fell asleep not long after we got to the summit on Dead Indian Rd. ("Not tired. Not tired," she said. "Can you think happy thoughts?" I said. "Not tired, not tired," she assured me. "What about sand?" "...At the beach...zzzzzzzzz.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/DSC01129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/DSC01129.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That would have made a full day, but it was not over by a long shot. Zoe slept while I unloaded vegetables, and then loaded up the computer and printer. We had about five minutes at home and then we drove to Mazama for the big Mud Run. We arrived just as the first race started. We set up the computer, then watched the finish of the first race. Then we went to work. Zoe helped me score the first two races (she also watched the runners out the door) then her Mima picked her up and took her home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the meet went pretty well, though &lt;a href="http://www.yrekachamber.com/"&gt;one school&lt;/a&gt;, who shall remain nameless, couldn't seem to get their scoring envelopes to me, so that delayed the whole process. And even though outside showers were provided there was still much mud in the hallways and the locker rooms. I don't know what the solution might be to mud everywhere except to close off the locker rooms altogether. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I made it back to the Hill House for dinner of hamburgers, pickled beets, and potato chips. Travis is leaving for &lt;a href="http://www.sou.edu/"&gt;SOU&lt;/a&gt; on Thursday, and since he has to work his final day at Walmart today, we had dinner with him. Good luck Travis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it home and put Zoe to bed, then watched a bit of the &lt;a href="http://www.lotr.com/"&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/a&gt; before falling asleep ourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112731988724809226?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112731988724809226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112731988724809226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112731988724809226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112731988724809226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/09/it-really-was-long-day.html' title='It really was a long day'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112723001920815898</id><published>2005-09-20T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T09:19:01.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Today</title><content type='html'>Today is the annual Mazama Mud Run. The mud pit is deeper than last year, and we are having an open race, so it should be interesting. Also, the course is only two miles long instead of 5000m. Somehow, we need to have more mud, and even a couple more mud pits. Unluckily, I don't think that the grounds crew wants us digging up the soccer field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also today, Zoe and I go to Ashland to get vegetables. It is going to be a long day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was pretty normal. My shoulder seems to be healing quite nicely. I haven't had it in the sling (except for about 30 minutes on Sunday evening), and it does sometimes feel a little creepy, but it is much less stiff and sore than it has been in the past. I worry that maybe it will be looser because of this, but really, it seems to be healing more quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/Peter_Pan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/200/Peter_Pan1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, the other day I finished "Peter Pan" by J.M. Barrie. Everyone knows the story of Peter Pan and the Lost Boys, but I don't think that very many people actually read the book these days. I highly recommend it. It is an easy quick read and well worth your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112723001920815898?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112723001920815898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112723001920815898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112723001920815898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112723001920815898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/09/race-today.html' title='Race Today'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112714845082033603</id><published>2005-09-19T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T09:47:30.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Prefontaine Weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend was the big trip for the Mazama Cross Country Team (and many other high school teams in the area): the &lt;a href="http://http://www.prefontainerun.com/"&gt;Prefontaine Memorial Run&lt;/a&gt; in Coos Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left after school. Randy and I got started a little late getting to the car rental place because we couldn't find Marvin at Mazama (he is the head coach and had the check for the vans). But we made up time at the rental agency when we breezed through the rental process. Marvin headed back to Mazama to round up the troops, while Randy and I took care of our kids, he picking up his babysitter and I dropping Zoe off with Amy at ponderosa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked Randy up at his house, he had left his van back at the rental agency while driving Isaac around. We found when we returned that he could not open the passenger side door from the inside. Not a big deal, but we wanted to be sure that they knew that there was a problem so that we didn't get charged for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loaded everyone up and headed west. The trip was uneventful except for the near accident that we were in. A semi slowed almost to a stop in front of about six cars (three of which were in our caravan). I was driving the last car. The car behind us slowed and was fine until the car behind it slammed into it, pushing it off the road with a bang. It wasn't a big accident but it was a bit scary and surely would have ended our trip had we been hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in &lt;a href="http://www.coosbay.org/cb/departments/FireRescue.htm/"&gt;Coos Bay Fire Station&lt;/a&gt; (they are nice enough to host us in their weight room/meeting room each year) just after 9, got our sleeping areas set up, went to the store for some junk food, then settled in for a movie and went to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We awoke around 7, the kids included, which was quite odd; usually, they sleep until eight or nine. The race started at ten. I went for a 15 minute walk, then a 30 minute jog to get warmed up. I tried to go a different way than I have gone before and found that there are about five thrift stores in a five block radius in downtown Coos Bay. I was scoping them out because I had forgotten my book and so wanted to find a place to buy a new one. I had to wait until after the race as they were closed until 9:30 or ten (plus, I had left my wallet back at the fire station).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race went better than I had expected. I was almost three minutes faster on the way back in than on the way out. I was timed in 45:32, not my fastest but much better than the sub 48 that I was hoping for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After (most) everyone finished, we made our way back to the fire station for showers, then a walk through the street fair where we had oriental noodles, teriyaki beef on a stick, and fudge. We also watched a bit of the parade, and went to one of the thrift stores to finally get my book. I picked up four: "LaBrava" by Elmore Leonard, "Eight Great Comedies", "The sinners" by W. Somerset Maughm, and "Nice New Neighbors" by Franz Brandenberg (for Zoe). Then we went to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played tackle football, I made it for about half an hour before I dislocated my left shoulder for the fourth time (in 15 years). Luckily, I had read of a technique where sitting on the ground you lace your fingers across the opposite side knee, relax and gently pull. It popped back in on the third try. It wasn't as bad as sometimes, but it is quite tender today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the beach, we picked up some pizzas, and ate them back at the firehouse while watching the &lt;a href="http://www.goducks.com/"&gt;duck game&lt;/a&gt;. We put on a movie, "Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade" and I was asleep by 8:45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got off early (these kids like to get up!) and then were home by 2:30. I had Marvin drop me off at the Hill house, where we had dinner, then home for early bed again: All that travel, running, and chaperoning (sp?) wears a guy out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112714845082033603?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112714845082033603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112714845082033603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112714845082033603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112714845082033603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/09/long-prefontaine-weekend.html' title='The Long Prefontaine Weekend'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112679711323861978</id><published>2005-09-15T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T08:18:34.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did a lot of Paint Work, Yesterday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Randy (Bailey) and Isaac came over and we scraped and scraped and scraped the north side of our trim. He is helping me to finally finish the painting of our trim that we started three summers ago (including this one). The end is in sight and we are very grateful for Randy's motivation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon Zoe came to cross country with me. I pushed her in the jogging stroller out toward Highway 39 on the &lt;a href="http://www.oregonstateparks.org/park_230.php/"&gt;OC&amp;E Bike Path&lt;/a&gt;. I noticed that she had been quiet for some time. I assumed that she was engrossed in her book ("My first ABC Book"), but when I checked on her at the turnaround point, I found that she snoozed soundly, head lolling to the right. We ran back and she awoke when I stopped at the school for a drink of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Zoe and I ran and snoozed by ourselves, the cross country kids ran their pre-race warm-up. When we returned, they seemed warm, but it is always hard to tell what they actually did. Maybe we should make them take their heart rate and then we can see where they really are as far as a warm up goes. It is so important to be ready to race when the gun goes off, and not expect to get warm on the course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today they are going to the Pre-district Meet at &lt;a href="http://www.co.josephine.or.us/Page.asp?NavID=137/"&gt;Lake Selmac&lt;/a&gt;, hosted by Illinois Valley. Good luck everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112679711323861978?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112679711323861978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112679711323861978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112679711323861978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112679711323861978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/09/did-lot-of-paint-work-yesterday.html' title='Did a lot of Paint Work, Yesterday'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112671214878398024</id><published>2005-09-14T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T08:14:43.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesdays are Vegetable Days</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Zoe and I went over the hill to pick up, and deliver back to Klamath Falls, vegetables for our CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) &lt;a href="http://www.whistlingduckfarm.com//"&gt;Whistling Duck&lt;/a&gt;. We trade a weekly share of vegetables for delivering 23 shares to Klamath ten times in the summer season (we also delivered in the winter season for the first time last year). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our box this week: butter lettuce; mesclun (mixed salad greens); three large beets with beautiful beet greens attached; zucchini; cucumbers; pears; an onion; spinach; basil; and tomatoes. Mmm, they are so good and tasty (and organic). If you live near a CSA, I highly recommend looking into becoming a member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also while over the hill we had lunch with Nana (my mom, Linda) at No Ho's, a Hawaiian restaurant on Main St. in Medford. Man was it good. I had teriyaki pork and Nana had teriyaki chicken. Zoe, ate about a cup and a half of sticky rice. The portions were huge, and delicious, and by the time we left, the place was packed -if you go, go early (they open at 11am).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana is doing well, getting used to her new job at Moss Adams, and making friends of her co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Zoe and I are finishing up "Baby Galileo" learning about the planets, stars, galaxies, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112671214878398024?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112671214878398024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112671214878398024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112671214878398024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112671214878398024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/09/tuesdays-are-vegetable-days.html' title='Tuesdays are Vegetable Days'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112662531018945157</id><published>2005-09-13T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T15:06:10.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting a profile photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/DSC01190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/DSC01190.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112662531018945157?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112662531018945157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112662531018945157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112662531018945157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112662531018945157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/09/getting-profile-photo.html' title='Getting a profile photo'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. 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Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112654739151670787</id><published>2005-09-12T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T14:23:35.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeff and Zoe at cousin Dena's wedding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/1600/P9040011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1586/320/P9040011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112654739151670787?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112654739151670787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112654739151670787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112654739151670787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112654739151670787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/09/jeff-and-zoe-at-cousin-denas-wedding.html' title='Jeff and Zoe at cousin Dena&apos;s wedding.'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. Sparks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10755539960798087126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UekwJ_E-oo8/SFBFNsUbCwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7R83-PMq-n0/S220/P1310069.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16650958.post-112654671964954799</id><published>2005-09-12T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T10:38:39.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone! I am joining the ranks of bloggers. Hopefully this will be a little easier than the failed attempt to maintain a website. They say that I will be able to upload photos as well as post text. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are doing well here in Klamath Falls. It has turned cold, cold, cold. Zoe and I fired up the geothermal this morning, with only one tiny catastrophe: one of the air release valves didn't get closed all the way when I moved on to the next. Warm water on old wood floors has a very distinctive smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16650958-112654671964954799?l=jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/feeds/112654671964954799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16650958&amp;postID=112654671964954799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112654671964954799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16650958/posts/default/112654671964954799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreyjsparks.blogspot.com/2005/09/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Jeffrey J. 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