tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989Sun, 20 Nov 2011 11:41:27 +0000http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (Jessica)Blogger153125http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/blogspot/dPSHhttp://feedburner.google.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-176036150622525882Wed, 30 Sep 2009 14:29:00 +00002009-09-30T10:29:38.852-04:00Which is the worst Bad Mom Moment?(poll)http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/ke6oFKjIR3w/would-you-rather-wednesday_30.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)12<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=ke6oFKjIR3w:RvVU0_RgzPs:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=ke6oFKjIR3w:RvVU0_RgzPs:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=ke6oFKjIR3w:RvVU0_RgzPs:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=ke6oFKjIR3w:RvVU0_RgzPs:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=ke6oFKjIR3w:RvVU0_RgzPs:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=ke6oFKjIR3w:RvVU0_RgzPs:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/ke6oFKjIR3w" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/would-you-rather-wednesday_30.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-7225224461723828062Tue, 29 Sep 2009 15:20:00 +00002009-09-29T12:05:35.717-04:00In the spring of my senior year of college, my work study money was running out. I had spent the last two years working in a library and loving every minute of it. It was just me and the books. If I were to enter into plural marriage, it would be with a huge stack of books. I was sad when the money ran out and couldn't work anymore in those quiet corners shelving all the Grisham and Steel books http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/2gYjrzIapuU/innkeepers-assistant.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)5<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=2gYjrzIapuU:rwuU5ZILxY0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=2gYjrzIapuU:rwuU5ZILxY0:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=2gYjrzIapuU:rwuU5ZILxY0:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=2gYjrzIapuU:rwuU5ZILxY0:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=2gYjrzIapuU:rwuU5ZILxY0:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=2gYjrzIapuU:rwuU5ZILxY0:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/2gYjrzIapuU" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/innkeepers-assistant.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-3381815109162412997Sat, 26 Sep 2009 13:52:00 +00002009-09-26T10:21:22.141-04:00Twice a year, my town has a consignment sale held at the fire department hall. I usually check it out, never knowing when I might find a hidden deal. I got there pretty early, but there was already a line around the block. Every time I've been to this sale, I've never had to wait in a line. I was a little worried because my spirited girl does not do well in a line. Luckily, there were toddlers inhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/07UkLnwP0lw/consignment-insanity.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)6<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=07UkLnwP0lw:BBX76ribdgU:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=07UkLnwP0lw:BBX76ribdgU:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=07UkLnwP0lw:BBX76ribdgU:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=07UkLnwP0lw:BBX76ribdgU:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=07UkLnwP0lw:BBX76ribdgU:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=07UkLnwP0lw:BBX76ribdgU:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/07UkLnwP0lw" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/consignment-insanity.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-833459756026029899Fri, 25 Sep 2009 17:52:00 +00002009-09-25T13:58:50.526-04:00Gandhi's LegsIngredients:3-4 chicken drumsticks1 pkg of Mahatma Saffron RiceWaterProcedure:Preheat oven to 375. Put rice and the amount of water the instructions specify in a small casserole dish. Place the drumsticks on top. Bake for about 40 minutes. The juice from the legs will drip down and add extra flavor to the rice. Feeds 2 adults or 1 adult and 2 small children.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/Eiio2NjQ8Us/white-trash-recipe-of-week_25.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=Eiio2NjQ8Us:nbR5S8U72lI:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=Eiio2NjQ8Us:nbR5S8U72lI:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=Eiio2NjQ8Us:nbR5S8U72lI:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=Eiio2NjQ8Us:nbR5S8U72lI:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=Eiio2NjQ8Us:nbR5S8U72lI:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=Eiio2NjQ8Us:nbR5S8U72lI:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/Eiio2NjQ8Us" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/white-trash-recipe-of-week_25.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-5689845045367578122Thu, 24 Sep 2009 00:57:00 +00002009-09-23T20:57:31.247-04:00Would You Rather?(trends)http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/TluribGrRpA/would-you-rather-wednesday_23.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=TluribGrRpA:KP7WG46a5Y0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=TluribGrRpA:KP7WG46a5Y0:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=TluribGrRpA:KP7WG46a5Y0:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=TluribGrRpA:KP7WG46a5Y0:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=TluribGrRpA:KP7WG46a5Y0:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=TluribGrRpA:KP7WG46a5Y0:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/TluribGrRpA" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/would-you-rather-wednesday_23.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-6560478394705131502Wed, 23 Sep 2009 01:06:00 +00002009-09-22T21:30:49.219-04:00The Spa is Still OpenMy daughter still continues to try and sneak toothpaste for her hair and face any chance she gets. She's taken to stealing my husband's full loaded toothbrush that he leaves on the toliet top when he's in the shower. She also managed to find some shimmering Chapstick and made up her face with it. Her face was iridescent when I found her and smelling of coconut. I'm not sure http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/2d3z1COW_LM/potent-potables.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)6<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=2d3z1COW_LM:IQNOZf1XQKU:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=2d3z1COW_LM:IQNOZf1XQKU:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=2d3z1COW_LM:IQNOZf1XQKU:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=2d3z1COW_LM:IQNOZf1XQKU:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=2d3z1COW_LM:IQNOZf1XQKU:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=2d3z1COW_LM:IQNOZf1XQKU:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/2d3z1COW_LM" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/potent-potables.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-5784523271144469222Mon, 21 Sep 2009 14:10:00 +00002009-09-21T10:17:32.237-04:00Capricorn: You have some really scary cleaning that you have been putting off.Aquarius: Your schedule is booked with watching the new fall t.v. season.Pisces: Something sharp may jab itself into your foot.Aries: You may find yourself lurking in shadows waiting to wrestle your demons.Taurus: Your mind is running on optimal functioning levels.Gemini: You will succumb to the urge to blast Hair bandshttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/vtoUzs5YVoQ/your-weekly-horoscope_21.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=vtoUzs5YVoQ:LW3FaALM9co:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=vtoUzs5YVoQ:LW3FaALM9co:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=vtoUzs5YVoQ:LW3FaALM9co:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=vtoUzs5YVoQ:LW3FaALM9co:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=vtoUzs5YVoQ:LW3FaALM9co:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=vtoUzs5YVoQ:LW3FaALM9co:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/vtoUzs5YVoQ" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/your-weekly-horoscope_21.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-7968295663492311977Sat, 19 Sep 2009 10:00:00 +00002009-09-19T06:00:02.665-04:00I love words and I generally like learning new ones, but this week, I learned a new phrase that I wish I hadn't. It's called account throttling and it applies to my Blockbuster Online account. I already knew both words, but never realized that you could combine them together to equal the shitty service that Blockbuster has been providing. I'd like to thank Google for giving me a name to an http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/muPLjc_vX7g/vocabulary-lesson.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)4<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=muPLjc_vX7g:4brh76QWQFQ:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=muPLjc_vX7g:4brh76QWQFQ:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=muPLjc_vX7g:4brh76QWQFQ:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=muPLjc_vX7g:4brh76QWQFQ:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=muPLjc_vX7g:4brh76QWQFQ:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=muPLjc_vX7g:4brh76QWQFQ:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/muPLjc_vX7g" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/vocabulary-lesson.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-4253136546150501152Fri, 18 Sep 2009 11:26:00 +00002009-09-18T07:44:40.592-04:00Makeshift Garlic Bread*Inspired by too many left over Labor Day hamburger buns.Ingredients:Nearly stale hamburger or hot dog bunsMinced garlic or garlic pureeButter or margarineProcedure:Preheat oven to 375. Mix together garlic and margarine/butter into an easy spread (if using butter, you may have to heat it to soften). Separate those buns and place them on a baking sheet. Spread your garlic mixhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/fUwezBXuYL0/white-trash-recipe-of-week_18.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)5<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=fUwezBXuYL0:VZ3JBebaeNo:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=fUwezBXuYL0:VZ3JBebaeNo:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=fUwezBXuYL0:VZ3JBebaeNo:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=fUwezBXuYL0:VZ3JBebaeNo:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=fUwezBXuYL0:VZ3JBebaeNo:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=fUwezBXuYL0:VZ3JBebaeNo:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/fUwezBXuYL0" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/white-trash-recipe-of-week_18.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-7562881773753435585Wed, 16 Sep 2009 12:23:00 +00002009-09-17T08:24:32.229-04:00Which nickname would you prefer your teacher to have?(trends)http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/PhX4IxeDy28/would-you-rather-wednesday_16.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)3<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=PhX4IxeDy28:v0T52ka54gQ:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=PhX4IxeDy28:v0T52ka54gQ:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=PhX4IxeDy28:v0T52ka54gQ:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=PhX4IxeDy28:v0T52ka54gQ:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=PhX4IxeDy28:v0T52ka54gQ:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=PhX4IxeDy28:v0T52ka54gQ:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/PhX4IxeDy28" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/would-you-rather-wednesday_16.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-4763004145041490258Tue, 15 Sep 2009 16:59:00 +00002009-09-15T13:18:43.645-04:00My daughter lives to do naughty things in secret. She is a loud kid, always singing or talking to herself so the minute she is silent, I know she is up to something. I often find her in corners marking up walls or sneaking a chocolate she found. When I catch her, she always says "Nuffin' Mommy. Go 'Way". I really thought that this was a daytime activity only, but last night, she really went http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/c97NVv9cJo8/midnight-spa-treatments.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)7<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=c97NVv9cJo8:WJmdDhhqS0A:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=c97NVv9cJo8:WJmdDhhqS0A:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=c97NVv9cJo8:WJmdDhhqS0A:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=c97NVv9cJo8:WJmdDhhqS0A:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=c97NVv9cJo8:WJmdDhhqS0A:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=c97NVv9cJo8:WJmdDhhqS0A:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/c97NVv9cJo8" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/midnight-spa-treatments.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-3209440066982311240Mon, 14 Sep 2009 13:34:00 +00002009-09-14T09:41:08.866-04:00Capricorn: You will annoy people with your many Facebook status updates.Aquarius: You will be busy trying to finish work before your deadlines.Pisces: People will applaud you even when you say cruel things.Aries: You may have a chance encounter with Charon on the River Styx.Taurus: Writing has become a big priority for you this week.Gemini: Mosquitos will ravage your legs.Cancer: It is an http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/6VkK3EihMXI/your-weekly-horoscope_14.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=6VkK3EihMXI:YQbB4z45shk:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=6VkK3EihMXI:YQbB4z45shk:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=6VkK3EihMXI:YQbB4z45shk:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=6VkK3EihMXI:YQbB4z45shk:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=6VkK3EihMXI:YQbB4z45shk:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=6VkK3EihMXI:YQbB4z45shk:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/6VkK3EihMXI" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/your-weekly-horoscope_14.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-8449194080322893728Sun, 13 Sep 2009 19:09:00 +00002009-09-13T15:45:43.438-04:00My husband has been on call this last week so it means lots of work. He's working all day and all night at the office or working from home. This weekend, he had someone cover him for a couple of hours for my son's soccer game, but as soon as he got home, it was back to the basement for conference calls and whatever it is he actually does. I'm not too computer literate. He types in all these http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/ibJhhBjRoPs/sunday-fun.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)5<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=ibJhhBjRoPs:eMnGfWNRgh8:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=ibJhhBjRoPs:eMnGfWNRgh8:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=ibJhhBjRoPs:eMnGfWNRgh8:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=ibJhhBjRoPs:eMnGfWNRgh8:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=ibJhhBjRoPs:eMnGfWNRgh8:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=ibJhhBjRoPs:eMnGfWNRgh8:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/ibJhhBjRoPs" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-fun.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-2020730933799541251Fri, 11 Sep 2009 10:55:00 +00002009-09-11T07:06:18.221-04:00Watermelon Slush Surprise*Inspired by a 15 lb watermelon that no one could bear to eat anymore.Ingredients:The remains of a 15 lb. watermelonProcedure:Take out the melon flesh with an ice cream scooper. Plop it into a blender. Blend it. It may take a little time to get things moving, but you just have to be patient. Pour into cups. If you find stray seeds, just spit them onto the floor for fun.*http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/nhZ_IqkQOxI/white-trash-recipe-of-week_11.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)9<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=nhZ_IqkQOxI:84W3NjclwTU:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=nhZ_IqkQOxI:84W3NjclwTU:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=nhZ_IqkQOxI:84W3NjclwTU:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=nhZ_IqkQOxI:84W3NjclwTU:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=nhZ_IqkQOxI:84W3NjclwTU:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=nhZ_IqkQOxI:84W3NjclwTU:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/nhZ_IqkQOxI" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/white-trash-recipe-of-week_11.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-7526188654394378562Thu, 10 Sep 2009 11:09:00 +00002009-09-10T07:44:08.281-04:00I am very bad about taking my car in for service. Waiting in that shop is like toture. It's never just an oil change, there is always something they find that will cost you an insane amount. I am not patient by nature and have only so much tolerance for handling my crazy kid in public places so I tend to put it off. A few weeks ago, I noticed that my brakes (just got new ones in January) were http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/dI8PYlmgq48/shop-of-desperation.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)4<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=dI8PYlmgq48:7l3wD8OEy3M:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=dI8PYlmgq48:7l3wD8OEy3M:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=dI8PYlmgq48:7l3wD8OEy3M:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=dI8PYlmgq48:7l3wD8OEy3M:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=dI8PYlmgq48:7l3wD8OEy3M:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=dI8PYlmgq48:7l3wD8OEy3M:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/dI8PYlmgq48" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/shop-of-desperation.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-4206110671059477717Wed, 09 Sep 2009 12:02:00 +00002009-09-09T08:02:25.494-04:00Would You Rather?(answers)http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/5fScey_vz8o/would-you-rather-wednesday.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=5fScey_vz8o:cL7w0Xyaazg:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=5fScey_vz8o:cL7w0Xyaazg:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=5fScey_vz8o:cL7w0Xyaazg:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=5fScey_vz8o:cL7w0Xyaazg:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=5fScey_vz8o:cL7w0Xyaazg:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=5fScey_vz8o:cL7w0Xyaazg:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/5fScey_vz8o" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/would-you-rather-wednesday.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-6127414497275384039Mon, 07 Sep 2009 11:28:00 +00002009-09-07T07:41:04.203-04:00*In honor of Labor Day, I am announcing the profession you should have had according to some very complicated star charts of mine. Capricorn: (Hogwarts Instructor) This combines your need to teach with your fine appreciation of magic.Aquarius: (Dolphin Trainer) You love the water by nature and can tolerate huge aquatic creatures.Pisces: (Soda Vending Machine Person) You don't have to deal with http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/JhgrW7hBoFU/your-weekly-horoscope.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)4<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=JhgrW7hBoFU:EkSMJO2vhVY:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=JhgrW7hBoFU:EkSMJO2vhVY:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=JhgrW7hBoFU:EkSMJO2vhVY:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=JhgrW7hBoFU:EkSMJO2vhVY:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=JhgrW7hBoFU:EkSMJO2vhVY:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=JhgrW7hBoFU:EkSMJO2vhVY:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/JhgrW7hBoFU" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/your-weekly-horoscope.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-6755651309074939167Sat, 05 Sep 2009 11:37:00 +00002009-09-05T08:09:51.343-04:00I try to stay away from creatures that sting. Ants, mosquitoes, and anything in the bee family. Most of the time, I can avoid most stings. I have fallen into an ant hill and if I stay outside at night, I will be eaten alive by mosquitoes, but generally, bees, wasps, and Yellow Jackets have an understanding with me. They gave me traumatic experiences in my youth, so now my adulthood is mostly freehttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/rCwXTPWk9lg/yellow-jacket-dance.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)3<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=rCwXTPWk9lg:sLd6IQ8oOio:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=rCwXTPWk9lg:sLd6IQ8oOio:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=rCwXTPWk9lg:sLd6IQ8oOio:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=rCwXTPWk9lg:sLd6IQ8oOio:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=rCwXTPWk9lg:sLd6IQ8oOio:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=rCwXTPWk9lg:sLd6IQ8oOio:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/rCwXTPWk9lg" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/yellow-jacket-dance.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-4318360016140754726Fri, 04 Sep 2009 11:21:00 +00002009-09-04T07:32:02.873-04:00Thrice Baked Potatoes*Once baked by nature and twice baked by manIngredients:4 good sized potatoesA cup of shredded cheeseA big chunk of butter or margarine1/2 cup of milkSalt/Pepper to tasteGarlic (optional if you feel adventurous)Procedure:Preheat oven to 400. Stab potatoes with forks so they don't explode. Cook for about 1 hour. Just go in and squeeze with an oven mitt occasionally to see if http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/jUs2SqaUfAo/white-trash-recipe-of-week.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=jUs2SqaUfAo:mxQwVifYoTw:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=jUs2SqaUfAo:mxQwVifYoTw:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=jUs2SqaUfAo:mxQwVifYoTw:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=jUs2SqaUfAo:mxQwVifYoTw:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=jUs2SqaUfAo:mxQwVifYoTw:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=jUs2SqaUfAo:mxQwVifYoTw:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/jUs2SqaUfAo" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/white-trash-recipe-of-week.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-3749621803619901410Tue, 01 Sep 2009 10:00:00 +00002009-09-01T07:27:20.433-04:00If you visit regularly, you know that every Wednesday, I do silly polls. I do them for my own amusement. It's fun having horrible options and being forced to choose one. I also love polls in general. If I see one, I always am compelled to vote. I know that my polls don't have especially large turnout, but it doesn't deter me from making them. I am very excited to know that my last week's poll (http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/ng4LwgO2xxI/its-official-nobody-likes-pica.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)6<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=ng4LwgO2xxI:DDw1Aio0NY8:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=ng4LwgO2xxI:DDw1Aio0NY8:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=ng4LwgO2xxI:DDw1Aio0NY8:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=ng4LwgO2xxI:DDw1Aio0NY8:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=ng4LwgO2xxI:DDw1Aio0NY8:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=ng4LwgO2xxI:DDw1Aio0NY8:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/ng4LwgO2xxI" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-official-nobody-likes-pica.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-3261744486044479117Mon, 31 Aug 2009 15:41:00 +00002009-09-07T07:41:36.125-04:00*This week I plan to be a bit old fashioned and consult my astral charts and my telescope to help you with your astrological potential.Capricorn: You haven't been calling people back lately!Aquarius: You may get a hankering for seafood.Pisces: You are ready to relentlessly spy on your neighbors again.Aries: Why don't you scour your bathroom floors?Taurus: You are busy planning exciting fall http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/EWpYVSQ5pfU/this-week-i-plan-to-be-bit-old.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)3<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/EWpYVSQ5pfU" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-week-i-plan-to-be-bit-old.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-6999792248220639186Sun, 30 Aug 2009 14:19:00 +00002009-08-30T10:39:04.723-04:00I am a serious couponer. I learned about coupons at an early age and continue to find new ways to use them to get free or very cheap items. The frugal path can often be a hard road to walk. Some people seem to be inherently suspicious of coupons and others just don't like the idea of folks not paying full price. I've weathered a few battles at customer service and have had clashes with cashiers, http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/bdNGkrSorso/unfortunate-shopping-experience.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)4<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=bdNGkrSorso:mp6FAXN7LRM:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=bdNGkrSorso:mp6FAXN7LRM:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=bdNGkrSorso:mp6FAXN7LRM:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=bdNGkrSorso:mp6FAXN7LRM:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=bdNGkrSorso:mp6FAXN7LRM:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=bdNGkrSorso:mp6FAXN7LRM:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/bdNGkrSorso" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/08/unfortunate-shopping-experience.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-1835540126998772927Fri, 28 Aug 2009 11:23:00 +00002009-08-28T07:30:13.858-04:00Ice Cream Soup*This dish is best made a buffet bar ice cream station because it involves less prep and no clean up.Ingredients:1 scoop of ice creamHot Fudge saucePineapple sauceStrawberry sauceChopped nutsCaramel sauceButterscotch sauceWhipped creamSprinkles, various candies, cookie crumbs (*optional)Procedure:Put ice cream in bowl and then load bowl with all other ingredients. Stir the mixture http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/Hu3nEgOlAoI/white-trash-recipe-of-week_28.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)5<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=Hu3nEgOlAoI:iRo_KG1ROyI:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=Hu3nEgOlAoI:iRo_KG1ROyI:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=Hu3nEgOlAoI:iRo_KG1ROyI:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=Hu3nEgOlAoI:iRo_KG1ROyI:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=Hu3nEgOlAoI:iRo_KG1ROyI:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=Hu3nEgOlAoI:iRo_KG1ROyI:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/Hu3nEgOlAoI" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/08/white-trash-recipe-of-week_28.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-8245753630584990538Wed, 26 Aug 2009 15:19:00 +00002009-08-26T11:19:44.490-04:00Would You Rather(opinion)http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/0I7-pl3cyFo/would-you-rather-wednesday_26.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=0I7-pl3cyFo:IEgXN2b_nUs:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=0I7-pl3cyFo:IEgXN2b_nUs:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=0I7-pl3cyFo:IEgXN2b_nUs:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=0I7-pl3cyFo:IEgXN2b_nUs:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=0I7-pl3cyFo:IEgXN2b_nUs:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=0I7-pl3cyFo:IEgXN2b_nUs:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/0I7-pl3cyFo" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/08/would-you-rather-wednesday_26.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900003920380351989.post-5371035216861807427Tue, 25 Aug 2009 13:53:00 +00002009-08-25T15:06:35.557-04:00My husband doesn't go to the grocery store very often, but when he does, he often brings home things that are new or interesting to him. One time he brought a giant box of White Castle burgers home because they were little and easy to make. He had planned to take them to work. I guess he forgot that he doesn't really eat beef so that big idea fell through. It was amusing to see his excitement http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~3/iEa-OfFfwFc/new-poultry-possiblities.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Jessica)3<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=iEa-OfFfwFc:cv4iggWLAT4:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=iEa-OfFfwFc:cv4iggWLAT4:63t7Ie-LG7Y"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=iEa-OfFfwFc:cv4iggWLAT4:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=iEa-OfFfwFc:cv4iggWLAT4:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?a=iEa-OfFfwFc:cv4iggWLAT4:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/dPSH?i=iEa-OfFfwFc:cv4iggWLAT4:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/dPSH/~4/iEa-OfFfwFc" height="1" width="1"/>http://treetopconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-poultry-possiblities.html