<?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-14982899</id><updated>2012-01-10T10:30:26.554-07:00</updated><category term='Sodwana'/><category term='South Africa'/><category term='traveling'/><category term='Scuba'/><category term='Lisa4.0'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='Lisa4.0 scuba'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='work helicopter'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Paking List'/><category term='Recommendations'/><category term='Safari'/><category term='communication Facebook'/><category term='Lisa4.0 canyoneering'/><category term='cats'/><category term='Swaziland'/><category term='Kruger National Park'/><category term='Home'/><category term='driving autoX work'/><category term='Facebook community Phoenix children'/><category term='Martin'/><title type='text'>Musings</title><subtitle type='html'>yup, this is MY world!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>339</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-7608506907967354716</id><published>2012-01-02T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T12:33:30.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Remembered</title><summary type='text'>2011 is always going to be noteworthy as the year I got up off the proverbial couch, and became athletic. It's a different story about how I got to be on Team Z, but once I'd drunk the kool-aid, it didn't take much for my coach and a friend to talk me into doing a half ironman-distance (Rev3 in Anderson, SC) by the end of the year. The experience of taking on the challenge, training for it, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/7608506907967354716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=7608506907967354716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/7608506907967354716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/7608506907967354716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011-remembered.html' title='2011 Remembered'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-7517130850959162517</id><published>2011-08-01T11:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T11:56:47.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Impressed</title><summary type='text'>I have been reading this blog for a long time. A man who consciously decided to give up his career in corporate law to become the homemaker so that his wife could pursue her dream job.

What amazes me every time I read a post is how he has chosen to actively engage in living and experiencing with his children.

He does not have a stroller, preferring to carry the kids or have them walk. He builds</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/7517130850959162517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=7517130850959162517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/7517130850959162517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/7517130850959162517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2011/08/impressed.html' title='Impressed'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-3969547838568831799</id><published>2011-06-14T09:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T09:40:38.854-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe its time to redefine "privacy"</title><summary type='text'>Unlike my dad, who yells at the TV, I have a public forum to vent about my frustrations at news reporters.

I heard a story on NPR about the new Facebook facial recognition software implementation. The reporters were talking about the infringement on privacy.
From what I can gather, those with privacy concerns are worried about Facebook having a database that associates names with faces.
And of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/3969547838568831799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=3969547838568831799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3969547838568831799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3969547838568831799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2011/06/maybe-its-time-to-redefine-privacy.html' title='Maybe its time to redefine &quot;privacy&quot;'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6282973574039672101</id><published>2011-05-27T11:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T11:40:28.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"I do wish you'd go away!" (my brother, aged 10)</title><summary type='text'>"I do wish you'd go away" Robin shouted at Elizabeth. The was a sudden flash of rainbow coloured light. Robin stared in amazement. Elizabeth had disappeared. Robin ran to her mother, "Mother! she exclaimed. It's Elizabeth, she disappeared!" Mother began to laugh, "She's probably hidden under the bed". "No mother, I saw it with my own two eyes" said Robin. Robin's mother ran from the room. But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6282973574039672101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6282973574039672101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6282973574039672101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6282973574039672101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-do-wish-youd-go-away-my-brother-aged.html' title='&quot;I do wish you&apos;d go away!&quot; (my brother, aged 10)'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-3394203348438731137</id><published>2011-05-15T15:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T06:39:48.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinetic Sprint Relay</title><summary type='text'>Pretty proud of myself, so figure I'll put a post up.

Did the bike leg of the sprint relay at Kinetic today - 18 miles.
Austin did the swim, and Jordan the run.

I was expecting to take 1:30mins, did it in 1:05. The official results may have me longer as the mat was a bit away from the mount/dismount.

The day before, I drove the course with my friend Patty to see where the downhills were, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/3394203348438731137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=3394203348438731137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3394203348438731137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3394203348438731137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2011/05/kinetic-sprint-relay.html' title='Kinetic Sprint Relay'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6025198461770136593</id><published>2011-03-07T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T15:19:54.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Max's Appetite</title><summary type='text'>My cat was diagnosed with lymphoma last year, and since I had just received a bonus, decided that his life was worth the money. He went through chemo, and is officially in remission. I only tell that heavy part of the story to describe the cause of his strange eating habits. 
He lost a lot of weight, because he became a fussy eater, and no longer wanted to eat cat food. I tried different dry </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6025198461770136593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6025198461770136593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6025198461770136593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6025198461770136593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2011/03/maxs-appetite.html' title='Max&apos;s Appetite'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-5973509659226735216</id><published>2010-12-15T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T14:38:23.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Experience</title><summary type='text'>I got sick of making banal status updates on Facebook over the summer. 

At the same time, I received a gift in the mail of the book "This is Water: Some Thoughts, Delivered on a Significant Occasion, about Living a Compassionate Life." This is a transcript of the commencement speech given to the 2005 graduating class of Kenyon College by David Foster Wallace.

I thought it was entertaining, it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/5973509659226735216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=5973509659226735216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5973509659226735216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5973509659226735216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/12/social-experience.html' title='Social Experience'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6307482598482015346</id><published>2010-10-04T14:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T14:51:56.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'>for the record</title><summary type='text'>I am not who you say I am, nor am I who you think I am.
I am who I want to be, in this moment only.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6307482598482015346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6307482598482015346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6307482598482015346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6307482598482015346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/10/for-record.html' title='for the record'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-1504962876073201532</id><published>2010-08-18T13:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:54:30.652-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And the reverse</title><summary type='text'>DriveWalk UpUpWalkTrainUpUpWalkWalkFlyUpWalkWalkDownWalkUpDownTrainWalkDownWalkBusWalkDrive</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/1504962876073201532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=1504962876073201532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1504962876073201532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1504962876073201532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-reverse.html' title='And the reverse'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-1542171838612447208</id><published>2010-08-16T06:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T06:17:34.747-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First 3 hours of Monday</title><summary type='text'>DriveParkWalkBusWalkUpUpWalkDownDownTrainUpWalkUpWalkFlyWalkDownTrainDownWalkBusWalkDriveThree days later, reverse.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/1542171838612447208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=1542171838612447208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1542171838612447208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1542171838612447208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-3-hours-of-monday.html' title='First 3 hours of Monday'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-4218936760338528581</id><published>2010-08-14T16:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T16:08:25.355-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another World</title><summary type='text'>Today we went for a bike ride on the W&amp;OD Trail. This is one of those rails-to-trails routes and goes across Fairfax county. 
We went with friends who have a young son and another on the way. The little man sat inside one of those bike trailers and was zoned out most of the time - man, we all wished we could go in there.
We started in Vienna. Such a cute town! There was a farmer's market going on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/4218936760338528581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=4218936760338528581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4218936760338528581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4218936760338528581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-world.html' title='Another World'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-3979148801400242948</id><published>2010-07-16T11:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T11:57:21.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Death of a Craft</title><summary type='text'>It is a sad day for the crafter. It is not possible to purchase supplies to create macrame. It's based on demand, I'm told. Evidence indicates that if you are not into scrapbooking, you may as well watch TV. I will not be defeated! www.google.com, here I come! I know you will provide.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/3979148801400242948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=3979148801400242948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3979148801400242948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3979148801400242948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/07/death-of-craft.html' title='The Death of a Craft'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-5462895553936119843</id><published>2010-06-22T08:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T08:15:38.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Realities of Technology</title><summary type='text'>I just realized that there are six telephone numbers associated with me, but really you can only reach me of you call two of them; and then its on the same piece of equipment.Here's what I have:- cell phone- work extension in Phoenix- work extension in Alexandria- work extension in DC- blackberry- aircardMy work extension in Phoenix is forwarded to my cell phone, so you call either number, you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/5462895553936119843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=5462895553936119843&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5462895553936119843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5462895553936119843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/06/realities-of-technology.html' title='The Realities of Technology'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-1488156158877295574</id><published>2010-06-19T14:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T17:18:42.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I ran 10 miles</title><summary type='text'>So, I did my first road race today (well, there was that 5k for big brothers/big sisters, but I just don't think that's the same kinda thing cause it wasn't a goal, I didn't train, and I sucked).
Anyway...
It was the Baltimore 10-mile run. Remember the challenge?

Some random thoughts about running a race:

- don't SMOKE next to a running route. Step back, away from the runners.
- My quads are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/1488156158877295574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=1488156158877295574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1488156158877295574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1488156158877295574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-ran-10-miles.html' title='I ran 10 miles'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-9191968150472465081</id><published>2010-06-17T20:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:01:37.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifa Feva</title><summary type='text'>I had an interesting thought today, one of those that makes you go "huh".

I moved to the US in 1986 which was in the middle of the world awareness about apartheid. I had some experiences those early years, as a young adult, that made me just stop telling people where I was from. I would sometimes try to hide my accent on the phone, and (from some not so positive experiences) if I was with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/9191968150472465081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=9191968150472465081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/9191968150472465081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/9191968150472465081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/06/fifa-feva.html' title='Fifa Feva'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6350492134149310136</id><published>2010-06-11T06:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T06:53:52.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Traffic Report for my commute today</title><summary type='text'>Slow down on route caused by large fluffy obstacle. Patches of high temperatures caused by sun coming in the window. Avoid stepping on cat toys. Overall, a soft peaceful journey is expected.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6350492134149310136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6350492134149310136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6350492134149310136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6350492134149310136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/06/traffic-report-for-my-commute-today.html' title='Traffic Report for my commute today'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-8997044259927794740</id><published>2010-05-21T07:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T07:36:01.725-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Windows* Software Developers, Why do you do it?</title><summary type='text'>At some point in the progression of the Windows operating system life-cycle, software developers started building their applications to come to the front, or some function to become the active function in your workspace when they reached a certain point in loading or carrying out a function.

Let me see if I can explain that a different way in case I'm too brief up top.

You set something to work</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/8997044259927794740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=8997044259927794740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8997044259927794740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8997044259927794740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/05/software-developers-why-do-you-do-it.html' title='Windows* Software Developers, Why do you do it?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6230362117353134345</id><published>2010-05-13T07:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T07:21:42.744-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On Falling</title><summary type='text'>"The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall."

- Nelson Mandela


(I love Honest Tea)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6230362117353134345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6230362117353134345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6230362117353134345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6230362117353134345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-falling.html' title='On Falling'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-3957905593074033293</id><published>2010-05-02T05:06:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T05:13:06.002-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Break</title><summary type='text'>Just got back from two weeks in Australia with my family there. Had a couple nights at my Dad's farm outside of Sydney – very peaceful, very Folb. 
For the second week, we went up the coast to Byron Bay – the most easterly point on mainland Australia. 
It’s a beautiful beach town with interesting shops, magnificent views, and enough to keep the five of us occupied for the week.

I went diving at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/3957905593074033293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=3957905593074033293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3957905593074033293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3957905593074033293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/05/taking-break.html' title='Taking a Break'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4517594178_b753aab5c1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-7444352945069594540</id><published>2010-04-30T17:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T17:29:18.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate running...</title><summary type='text'>I don’t like working out, either. 
I’m a pragmatic/logical person, and with this whole MBA and all that, I understand the concept of ROI… You can ride a bike for 2 hoursYou can sit on the elliptical for 1 hourOr you can run for 20 mins.Since I want to be healthy and fit, with the lowest amount of time investment, running is the logical option.
I was talking to a friend of mine about this, and she</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/7444352945069594540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=7444352945069594540&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/7444352945069594540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/7444352945069594540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hate-running.html' title='I hate running...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-1148102579535929506</id><published>2010-04-29T12:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T12:36:46.491-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch</title><summary type='text'>I just took a quick 2mi round-trip walk to have lunch at a unique restaurant - Sauca.
Its a sunny 65 degrees in DC, and everyone was out walking. I went past Banana Republic, the Navy Memorial, the old Post Office, the IRS, and stopped at the steps of the National Portrait Gallery to grab a European inspired sausage wrap here:



You find out where the Saucamobile by watching Twitter... or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/1148102579535929506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=1148102579535929506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1148102579535929506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1148102579535929506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/04/lunch.html' title='Lunch'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/S9nRphrZ5uI/AAAAAAAAAc4/_Rdnb65jq0Y/s72-c/securedownload.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-4460800009830740711</id><published>2010-04-08T15:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T15:40:50.161-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fact</title><summary type='text'>Man, I am a lousy blogger.

Truth is, I've been spending the months figuring out what the routine of my life is... and it's getting pretty well defined.

I travel to the District most days of the week, and to my company's office once a week or so. Basically, I work in 3 places. This means I carry my "office" with me... and I don't have any filing.

I have been very good about the Pilates, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/4460800009830740711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=4460800009830740711&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4460800009830740711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4460800009830740711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/04/fact.html' title='Fact'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6831202612376537240</id><published>2010-03-08T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T04:58:39.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Ghost Story" (my brother at 9, installment 6)</title><summary type='text'>October 10, 1980

One day in October, my dad came up with an idea.  “Let’s go to Scotland”, he said. We all agreed and so the next day, Whoosh! We were off on holiday.  “I’m going to the clothes shop”!  said my mother.  “I’m going to buy some shoes”, my sister said.  We all went to the hotel next day; we all went for a walk.  We walked three miles and came to a stop. “Help” my mother said, she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6831202612376537240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6831202612376537240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6831202612376537240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6831202612376537240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/03/ghost-story-my-brother-at-9-installment.html' title='&quot;A Ghost Story&quot; (my brother at 9, installment 6)'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6570452404739085020</id><published>2010-02-27T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:49:17.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin'/><title type='text'>"The Bashful Bed" (my brother at 9, installment 5)</title><summary type='text'>27 October 1980

Assignment: Imagine that you are one of three children.  Write a story about the first adventure you had when you twisted the bed knob and wished:

One September day, I found myself being woken up by a tickle.  I woke up and found a piece of paper on my stomach.  I read it and it said:

TO MARTIN: THERE IS A MAN OUTSIDE FIDDLING IN THE LITTLE BOX. 
FROM,
YOUR BED.

“From your bed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6570452404739085020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6570452404739085020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6570452404739085020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6570452404739085020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/02/bashful-bed-my-brother-at-9-installment.html' title='&quot;The Bashful Bed&quot; (my brother at 9, installment 5)'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-276147399799364318</id><published>2010-02-21T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:24:56.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just don't get it.</title><summary type='text'>Why does Tiger Woods need to apologize to anyone other than his wife?

He is not a public official, his notoriety does not come from service he does for the public.

He has a skill, in a sport.

Is the implication that he won't win if we don't forgive him?
Is the implication that you won't watch golf or support golf if he isn't sorry?

I just don't get it.

Nor do I understand why it is news.
Why</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/276147399799364318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=276147399799364318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/276147399799364318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/276147399799364318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-dont-get-it.html' title='I just don&apos;t get it.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-7644559392662059064</id><published>2010-02-20T08:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T08:11:12.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Posted on Centerville Elementary School sign</title><summary type='text'>"Report Cards Go Home on Friday"...you cannot pretend you didn't get one.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/7644559392662059064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=7644559392662059064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/7644559392662059064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/7644559392662059064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/02/posted-on-centerville-elementary-school.html' title='Posted on Centerville Elementary School sign'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-1655916426449923395</id><published>2010-02-09T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T10:03:52.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Modern Woman</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I think through all the "services" a woman should have on hand... some are from my own experience, but then I'll hear something or read a blog where I realize there is another service that some women have on hand. To help those young ladies on their way, here's a list. 

Hair stylist - cut and color

Aestheticism - wax, thread, facials

Nail tech - mani pedi, acrylics

Seamstress/tailor</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/1655916426449923395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=1655916426449923395&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1655916426449923395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1655916426449923395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/02/modern-woman.html' title='A Modern Woman'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-5405822404880440634</id><published>2010-02-07T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T06:25:52.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Dose of Family</title><summary type='text'>So, as planned, I'm making time and taking effort to spend more time with my family.

My cousin K and her brother M have daughters that are very close in age (months apart), so this is the season of the Batmitzvah. Their parents (my dad's sister and her husband) are on an around-the-world United ticket to go to all these events. Since K lives in Toronto, I figured, what the hey, I will go! Its a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/5405822404880440634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=5405822404880440634&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5405822404880440634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5405822404880440634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-dose-of-family.html' title='Another Dose of Family'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2766/4335197700_ff6c35379c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-3329367884445113152</id><published>2010-02-06T08:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:47:45.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin'/><title type='text'>"Marsmen" (my brother at 9, installment 4)</title><summary type='text'>4 JUNE 1990
MARSMEN
Marsmen Live in a space, well actually Marsmen live on Mars.  One day Marsman 1 was working in his crater cruncher, he was making a moat around his house.  It was dusty so he went to Marsman 2 for some tea.  Marsman 3 walked past and came for tea too.  We had talked for quite a while when Marsman 1 came up with an idea.  “Why don’t we start a town?” He said.  Good idea said </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/3329367884445113152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=3329367884445113152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3329367884445113152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3329367884445113152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/02/marsmen.html' title='&quot;Marsmen&quot; (my brother at 9, installment 4)'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-3739013536083062027</id><published>2010-01-25T11:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:47:30.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin'/><title type='text'>"The Wonder Wagon" (my brother at 9, installment 3)</title><summary type='text'>Aaah, the mind of a 9-year old boy!


August 1980
THE WONDER WAGON
My name is Jack.  I live in Iran.  Iran is like a big, big desert with a few trees and shrubs.  It is not like the USA with big buildings.  The biggest tent is 10 feet high.  Sitting in the meadow was my favorite thing.

"Whacking' the wagons go past and the clip-clop of the horses on the pebbles.  It was a sunny day and the Shah </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/3739013536083062027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=3739013536083062027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3739013536083062027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3739013536083062027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/01/wonder-wagon.html' title='&quot;The Wonder Wagon&quot; (my brother at 9, installment 3)'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-1850448741327607052</id><published>2010-01-20T05:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:47:08.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin'/><title type='text'>"The Captured Coral" (my brother at 9, installment 2)</title><summary type='text'>Another story from my brother, at nine years old.
I remember bedtime stories about Pudge and Fish Fingers.

"THE CAPTURED CORAL"
9 September

One August day the captain, Mr Huges, of the Alexander the Great, was getting ready for the long voyage from Spain to Switzerland.  At 12:00 the captain called his crew from the pub.  They were very drunk.  One by one the captain pushed them in the sea.  As</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/1850448741327607052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=1850448741327607052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1850448741327607052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1850448741327607052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/01/captured-coral.html' title='&quot;The Captured Coral&quot; (my brother at 9, installment 2)'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-4917140281218586878</id><published>2010-01-19T05:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:46:49.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin'/><title type='text'>Going back in time... "What a Shot" (my brother at 9, installment 1)</title><summary type='text'>I have a lot of respect for my brother, the oldest of the three, the only full-brother, the one who is 18 months younger than me. It has always seemed that he had all the luck, all the talent, all the coordination, all the creativity.

He got through school without any studying, he skied downhill the first time he put on a pair. He taught me how to ride a bike, he taught me how to drive. He can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/4917140281218586878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=4917140281218586878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4917140281218586878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4917140281218586878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/01/some-real-entertainment-what-shot.html' title='Going back in time... &quot;What a Shot&quot; (my brother at 9, installment 1)'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-2190295146143998983</id><published>2010-01-16T13:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T13:38:00.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traveling'/><title type='text'>Home</title><summary type='text'>Sigh. What an amazing trip!

Our homecoming was equally amazing.

We read on the weather before leaving South Africa that huge snowstorms were predicted for the Washington DC area for the day of our return. We were worried about our flights getting cancelled, delayed, or diverted. We boarded on time, and flew to Dakar, arriving around midnight on Saturday. The pilot announced that we had been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/2190295146143998983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=2190295146143998983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/2190295146143998983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/2190295146143998983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/01/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4063/4228069723_1568e82105_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-5071670124369050208</id><published>2010-01-13T05:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T05:52:32.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><summary type='text'>One evening, we went to my Dad's sister for dinner, and she had invited all of the family who were available. We went a little early and had a couple hours to talk with her alone. This was a great moment. She has had an interesting life, with interesting decisions, and it was wonderful to sit there as adults and hear the stories. Her husband came home, and the conversation switched back and forth</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/5071670124369050208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=5071670124369050208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5071670124369050208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5071670124369050208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/01/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2697/4258833223_9d3b69eea9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-9178353905300524855</id><published>2010-01-11T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T05:17:29.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some South African cultural experiences</title><summary type='text'>We did a couple cultural things around Johannesburg. We went to the Apartheid Museum and the Cradle of Humankind. Both were very well worth the time.

The Apartheid Museum is a museum and a memorial to the memory of the apartheid years in South Africa. There as a very interesting special exhibit on the life of Nelson Mandela, and then the resident experience of the history of this political </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/9178353905300524855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=9178353905300524855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/9178353905300524855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/9178353905300524855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/01/some-south-african-cultural-experiences.html' title='Some South African cultural experiences'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-8413704049920517528</id><published>2010-01-09T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T08:40:13.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>Plot 136, Walkerville</title><summary type='text'>Before leaving South Africa, we had a couple days in Johannesburg. I wanted to take Eric to see where I had grown up, and have a little more time with my family.
We had planned to stay in a bed &amp; breakfast in Melville. This is a pretty hip area with a lot of restaurants and art galleries. We arrived late in the afternoon, and the security guard showed us to our room and gave us a key. There was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/8413704049920517528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=8413704049920517528&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8413704049920517528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8413704049920517528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/01/plot-136-walkerville.html' title='Plot 136, Walkerville'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4259586364_44469e3243_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-4074448475906002023</id><published>2010-01-08T06:35:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T06:41:07.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...in the meantime.</title><summary type='text'>I owe you one more post to finish up our trip to South Africa, in the meantime, it snowed again last night. Here are some images that I enjoyed this morning.The footsteps of the dogs walking a path on the deck looking for a place to pee.The snow on top of the ornaments still hanging from the neighbor's tree.The view from my office window as the sun comes up.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/4074448475906002023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=4074448475906002023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4074448475906002023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4074448475906002023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-meantime.html' title='...in the meantime.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/S0c0zqm7RCI/AAAAAAAAAbw/34oaaYqHnuk/s72-c/DSC00885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-5876400647236016493</id><published>2010-01-05T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:30:00.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paking List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>LISTS</title><summary type='text'>So, I'm a planner... you probably know that...but I did not do a good job planning for the walking in the bushveld.In case you are on your way, here are some things I had and was grateful for, and some things I didn't have and wished I had thought to take on my trip.Walking Safari Packing ListHAD:● Sunblock● Lip protection● SmartWool socks● Tank tops● Trail-runner sneakers- these were fine, and I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/5876400647236016493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=5876400647236016493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5876400647236016493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5876400647236016493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/01/lists.html' title='LISTS'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/4230508589_786f0625df_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-1786958111288607785</id><published>2010-01-04T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T08:00:02.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Surprising Lunch Date</title><summary type='text'>I got a text message from my cousin, the bride, the last night of our stay in Swaziland checking in and asking how we were... we went back and forth a bit and figured that there was a chance we would be in the game reserve at the same time.I drove that day, and... yes... I pushed it a little!!They were on their Honeymoon headed east to Mozambique for a month of exploring!They started their trip </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/1786958111288607785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=1786958111288607785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1786958111288607785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1786958111288607785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/01/surprising-lunch-date.html' title='A Surprising Lunch Date'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-364710515091767410</id><published>2010-01-03T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:06:00.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kruger National Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>Moving Pictures</title><summary type='text'>Here are some of the videos we took of our animal experiences.Day 1 of walking, headed back to the camp in drizzle, Rangers were tracking a buffalo... and they came up right on him.He was not happy! and became a aggressive.Right when we arrived at Plains Camp, Bernard made it clear:When the animals start running, head behind a tree!...so we did.Bernard and James worked on scaring off the buffalo,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/364710515091767410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=364710515091767410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/364710515091767410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/364710515091767410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2010/01/moving-pictures.html' title='Moving Pictures'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6941895341982052846</id><published>2010-01-02T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:30:17.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kruger National Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Safari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>The Bushveld</title><summary type='text'>The last stop on our road trip was the Kruger National Park.We stayed at the Rhino Post Lodge for one night, and at the Plains Camp for three.The Rhino Post (B) is a concession northeast of Skukuza (A). And again, we were the only people staying for the first 3 nights.(Link to Google Maps)It's really difficult to write something concise about this experience because every moment was so amazing; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6941895341982052846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6941895341982052846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6941895341982052846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6941895341982052846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/bushveld.html' title='The Bushveld'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4067/4230540913_3b774a482e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-2318722142848519448</id><published>2010-01-01T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:28:51.956-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swaziland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>A Moment of Peace</title><summary type='text'>We planned this trip with a day off in Swaziland.(Link to Google Maps)Diving always wipes you out, and with all the wedding and driving, we hadn't really had time to get over the jetlag. So this day was intended as a rest day before heading to the Kruger National Park.We had another interesting drive through the Kingdom of Swaziland...One of the groups of people on our dive boat were from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/2318722142848519448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=2318722142848519448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/2318722142848519448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/2318722142848519448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/moment-of-peace.html' title='A Moment of Peace'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2709/4230540877_d7d814de80_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-4160255332406386157</id><published>2009-12-31T05:29:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T08:52:09.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sodwana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scuba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>Diving the Indian Ocean</title><summary type='text'>Early the morning after the wedding, we piled into the little car and headed east to Sodwana Bay for some diving. (Link to Google Maps)It was an easy drive with lots to look at.Sodwana Bay is a place that I grew up going to for summer vacation - which was Christmas and New Year's - with family friends. This was a VERY remote place in those days. Just some campsites with concrete bathrooms. We had</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/4160255332406386157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=4160255332406386157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4160255332406386157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4160255332406386157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/diving-indian-ocean.html' title='Diving the Indian Ocean'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2691/4230540945_b8e462c7d1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6430503861982909005</id><published>2009-12-30T05:48:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T06:22:47.609-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>A Truly Amazing Wedding</title><summary type='text'>I'm not a big wedding fan. I find all the schmultzy love love disingenuous. I started thinking that people should get married after living together for 10 years. At that point, you can safely say you are going to love this person "forever" because you've seen them at their lowest low... and they have seen you. I thought - now that's a wedding I want to attend.I got the opportunity this month.The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6430503861982909005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6430503861982909005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6430503861982909005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6430503861982909005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/truly-amazing-wedding.html' title='A Truly Amazing Wedding'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2656/4228068605_02b56d5e5e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6820489431157564524</id><published>2009-12-26T13:45:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T07:36:27.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>The Perfect Vacation</title><summary type='text'>Before I give specifics on each of our stops, I wanted to run through the itinerary and give mention to some folks.When I started planning this trip, I did some research online. I quickly realized that I didn't have time to figure things out on my own, and so I did just one more search - a travel agent.I found Megan Phillips at African Rainbow Tours and figured if they had an online presence they</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6820489431157564524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6820489431157564524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6820489431157564524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6820489431157564524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/perfect-vacation.html' title='The Perfect Vacation'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/SzZ6zNJ2JTI/AAAAAAAAAag/js383eDKxxQ/s72-c/sodwana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-5173598334163475598</id><published>2009-12-26T13:27:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T06:23:33.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><title type='text'>Cookies 2009</title><summary type='text'>Baking cookies each year at the holidays became a tradition for me many years ago. Even though I don't live close enough to partner in crime to do cookies with her, we wanted to continue the tradition by making a cookie swap. Last year was a solo attempt in a small loft kitchen. This year I had help, and baked for two days in the kitchen of my home. Here are the results. Ready to be packed up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/5173598334163475598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=5173598334163475598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5173598334163475598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5173598334163475598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/cookies-2009.html' title='Cookies 2009'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4050/4216143987_463efdb9cc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-5130766475685964105</id><published>2009-12-21T12:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:59:44.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Place</title><summary type='text'>Somewhere east of Skakuza... maybe here, our Ranger looks in the side mirror and says:"Here comes a funny car with lots of cameras!"and low and behold, we are passed by the Google Maps car* taking "Street View" pictures of the Kruger National Park.I can't wait for those to be loaded to see if we are in it!Do you think they can hit "pause" and watch the lions for an hour?(* same car, different </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/5130766475685964105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=5130766475685964105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5130766475685964105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5130766475685964105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/out-of-place.html' title='Out of Place'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-2915454010531514415</id><published>2009-12-16T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:46:25.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>View 6: The Space</title><summary type='text'>B&amp;B in MelvilleSent via BlackBerry by AT&amp;T</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/2915454010531514415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=2915454010531514415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/2915454010531514415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/2915454010531514415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/view-6-space.html' title='View 6: The Space'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/SynTwbc59iI/AAAAAAAAAaY/WvJ1hFDfXZo/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FdmlldzYuanBn%3F%3D-785343' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-5004019497021471750</id><published>2009-12-16T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T06:31:51.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>View 5: Plains Camp</title><summary type='text'>The most perfect location for an African wilderness experience. Sent via BlackBerry by AT&amp;T</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/5004019497021471750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=5004019497021471750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5004019497021471750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5004019497021471750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/view-5-plains-camp.html' title='View 5: Plains Camp'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/SyjhR_uFjOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/HoW2eSS-UEk/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FdmlldzUuanBn%3F%3D-711154' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-7448851236005824434</id><published>2009-12-16T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T04:13:20.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>View 4: Rhino Post Safari Lodge</title><summary type='text'>Wow!!Amazing architecture, people, and experience!4 days late since no service at Rhino Post - SMILE!Sent via BlackBerry by AT&amp;T</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/7448851236005824434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=7448851236005824434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/7448851236005824434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/7448851236005824434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/view-4-rhino-post-safari-lodge.html' title='View 4: Rhino Post Safari Lodge'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/SyjA0O3aiaI/AAAAAAAAAaI/MuRUA2S-f2k/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FdmlldzQuanBn%3F%3D-700147' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-4279971141401395040</id><published>2009-12-11T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T21:46:08.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good morning!!</title><summary type='text'>Sent via BlackBerry by AT&amp;T</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/4279971141401395040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=4279971141401395040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4279971141401395040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4279971141401395040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-morning.html' title='Good morning!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/SyMgEJqC8sI/AAAAAAAAAaA/6MYTM5Ew4aU/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FbW9ua2V5LmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-768823' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-3870502075494714733</id><published>2009-12-10T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T07:22:22.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>View 3: Phophanyane Falls, Swaziland</title><summary type='text'>This is a place for rest and contemplation. Sent via BlackBerry by AT&amp;T</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/3870502075494714733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=3870502075494714733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3870502075494714733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3870502075494714733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/view-3-phophanyane-falls-swaziland.html' title='View 3: Phophanyane Falls, Swaziland'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/SyEEHk1TarI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/uMHjqdbc5K4/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FUGhvcGhvLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-742690' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-3246172845878923162</id><published>2009-12-08T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T07:00:50.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sodwana Bay</title><summary type='text'>Wow!Sitting on my bed in the lodge, with a/c, my own bathroom, and a bag of biltong. I used to come here as a kid. We only had what we brought. There was nothing here. Now its a nature preserve, diving mecca, and full service accommodations. Had two incredible dives today. Saw so many different varieties of fish. Of note on the register of sightings where two sea turtles and lots of moray </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/3246172845878923162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=3246172845878923162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3246172845878923162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3246172845878923162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/sodwana-bay.html' title='Sodwana Bay'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-5077663924422114583</id><published>2009-12-07T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T06:40:36.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headed east from Piet Retief</title><summary type='text'>South African Economic Stimulus Package. Improving roads everywhere...Sent via BlackBerry by AT&amp;T</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/5077663924422114583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=5077663924422114583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5077663924422114583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5077663924422114583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/headed-east-from-piet-retief.html' title='Headed east from Piet Retief'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/Sx0F1TmGcfI/AAAAAAAAAZw/3jeKkv6nE-Y/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FY29uc3RydWN0aW9uLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-736979' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-375638551856840512</id><published>2009-12-07T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T06:30:31.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>35,000 ft</title><summary type='text'>Somewhere over Africa. Sent via BlackBerry by AT&amp;T</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/375638551856840512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=375638551856840512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/375638551856840512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/375638551856840512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/35000-ft.html' title='35,000 ft'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/Sx0Dd7osnTI/AAAAAAAAAZo/2nJkVsVct0A/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FMzUwMDBmdC5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-731747' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-3855455095312300729</id><published>2009-12-01T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:41:13.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking about...</title><summary type='text'>I feel really bad for Tiger Woods. We all have bumps on the way, but when you are that famous, they become giant mountains. It's not fair that the media expects famous people to be perfect all the time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/3855455095312300729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=3855455095312300729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3855455095312300729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3855455095312300729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/12/thinking-about.html' title='Thinking about...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-8038695726598619737</id><published>2009-11-05T14:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:12:54.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it?</title><summary type='text'>I am going to double ask this question because the people who are confirmed as my friends haven't been able to give me an answer, and I'm hoping maybe the greater Google searchable virtual inter connection of everyone can help me out.Clues:- they are Korean- it is the patriarch who is working on this project.- its a dried plant of some kind, like tea leaves- I didn't notice anything that used to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/8038695726598619737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=8038695726598619737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8038695726598619737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8038695726598619737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-is-it.html' title='What is it?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/SvM_ceFecII/AAAAAAAAAZg/gBeSAD3ZsI8/s72-c/neighbor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-2249422654209075026</id><published>2009-10-25T11:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T11:08:35.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What the ! is this?!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/2249422654209075026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=2249422654209075026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/2249422654209075026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/2249422654209075026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-is-this.html' title='What the ! is this?!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2716/4042581437_dbf789f67f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-1239793714939707252</id><published>2009-10-25T10:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T11:05:20.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Late Colonel John Carlyle</title><summary type='text'>Last night I went to my first funeral.It was the reenactment of the funeral of Col John Carlyle.John Carlyle was a respected trader (of slaves and guns) and helped establish the town of Alexandria, VA. We paid our respects to the family, and learned of the ghosts that still live at the house.Apparently, there are energy orbs that show up in photographs of the front yard.I took a bunch of pictures</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/1239793714939707252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=1239793714939707252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1239793714939707252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1239793714939707252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/10/late-colonel-john-carlyle.html' title='The Late Colonel John Carlyle'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2682/4042581337_4240dbd9b0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-1537947751799792310</id><published>2009-09-28T14:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T14:25:48.652-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 2: On The Road</title><summary type='text'>We are in the middle of day 3 on the road. Spent night 1 in AZ and night 2 in NM as planned. Have been arriving at the KOA's just at sunset. After a couple days of taking things from the car/trailer to the cabins, the system is becoming honed. The animals seem to be doing ok in the car. They have all chosen a spot, and even after looking around every morning for another one, they end up in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/1537947751799792310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=1537947751799792310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1537947751799792310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1537947751799792310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/09/act-2-on-road.html' title='Act 2: On The Road'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-5314710213028651299</id><published>2009-09-25T19:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T19:19:03.559-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 1 Scene 3: Last Night</title><summary type='text'>Empty ApartmentEmpty StorageOne more night, and then its onto the road!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/5314710213028651299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=5314710213028651299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5314710213028651299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5314710213028651299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/09/act-1-scene-3-last-night.html' title='Act 1 Scene 3: Last Night'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/Sr1rbydhN9I/AAAAAAAAAY4/W4xF9E8RRGk/s72-c/loft+empty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-124957092799930812</id><published>2009-09-24T20:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:44:37.688-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 1 Scene 2: Packed</title><summary type='text'>So, the movers came and packed all the stuff, the loaded everything onto the truck and drove it away. I cannot believe the efficiency. Two people packed up all my stuff and took it away in about 8 hours.Then a man came and loaded up my car :-(That was hard.It is good for my car not to gain all the miles, but its really hard to watch it being taken away. Now, sleeping on camping gear on the floor,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/124957092799930812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=124957092799930812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/124957092799930812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/124957092799930812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/09/act-1-scene-2-packed.html' title='Act 1 Scene 2: Packed'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-8204644912333105771</id><published>2009-09-24T09:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:00:58.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 1 Scene 1: Packing</title><summary type='text'>The cats are isolated in the bathroom while movers pack stuff.They are on edge.This is a dark photo, but you can still see their expressions of concern.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/8204644912333105771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=8204644912333105771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8204644912333105771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8204644912333105771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/09/act-1-scene-1-packing.html' title='Act 1 Scene 1: Packing'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/SruW8DkRMYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/KOMViJAphP8/s72-c/cats+bathroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-2735686998478834906</id><published>2009-09-23T15:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:55:19.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Act I: Preparation</title><summary type='text'>At the request of a lot of people, I'm going to give you a daily blow-by-blow of my adventure across the country.(If you see this post as Notes on my Facebook page, click through on the "view original post" link to get here for the full stories)A friend of mine happens to be moving too, and so we decided to pool our "accommodation allowance" and get a place together. We have also timed our trip </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/2735686998478834906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=2735686998478834906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/2735686998478834906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/2735686998478834906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/09/act-i-preparation.html' title='Act I: Preparation'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-8698654000060708678</id><published>2009-09-13T19:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:13:08.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes, transitions, the future</title><summary type='text'>Do you know this?I went to college in the Hudson Valley of New York. I loved it. I was very sad to leave and after a few months in my new state of Arizona, desperately wanted to go back.Over the years in Arizona, I was jealous of people who got to leave. I had a minor opportunity to move to Washington DC at one point, but the opportunities weren't enough to motivate Greg to consider leaving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/8698654000060708678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=8698654000060708678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8698654000060708678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8698654000060708678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/09/changes-transitions-future.html' title='Changes, transitions, the future'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-1429345486034172083</id><published>2009-09-07T09:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T10:08:07.221-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating something new from something forever.</title><summary type='text'>Now that it is September, I see in front of me a very interesting, exciting experience on the horizon.My dad is one of three kids - he's the middle with an older brother and younger sister.My uncle's oldest daughter (M) lives in England, and my aunt's oldest daughter (K) lives in Toronto.Somehow, I think its because M was planning a trip to the US, we got this idea to all visit K for Rosh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/1429345486034172083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=1429345486034172083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1429345486034172083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1429345486034172083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/09/creating-something-new-from-something.html' title='Creating something new from something forever.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-4743148809745206885</id><published>2009-08-30T19:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:09:44.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A fantasy realized</title><summary type='text'>Over a year ago, I went to Thailand. Remember that?One of the things we did there, was snorkel. It was a most amazing experience because there were so many fish. I was frustrated by the fact that the fish could swim down, and I couldn't. I wanted to see where they were going, and the undisturbed places under rocks.A couple months ago, when I was thinking... what do *I* want to do? I decided to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/4743148809745206885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=4743148809745206885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4743148809745206885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4743148809745206885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/08/fantasy-realized.html' title='A fantasy realized'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-9189072350676779815</id><published>2009-08-29T10:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T11:35:46.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I know you've been wondering...</title><summary type='text'>Now that I have an iPhone, and since I've had a Blackberry for about 6 years, I know you've been wondering what I think of them in comparison to each other.I have had a "blueberry", 8700, and I've had a Curve 8300 for over 2 years now. I have never used the phone function on the Blackberry because I've not wanted two phones. So I've always used my personal cell as my mobile contact for work and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/9189072350676779815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=9189072350676779815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/9189072350676779815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/9189072350676779815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-youve-been-wondering.html' title='I know you&apos;ve been wondering...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-7528949785620207536</id><published>2009-08-08T16:45:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T11:36:37.497-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Checklist</title><summary type='text'>I have figured out that the Biological Clock has a checklist, and as you get older, things start getting checked off.After 20: hair turns grey - checkAfter 25: gain weight from air - checkAfter 30: forget things - checkAfter 40: lose focus on things that are close...... this one is now a "check"So, I got some glasses. I am not ashamed to say that I am a total copycat.My friend Meg came over with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/7528949785620207536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=7528949785620207536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/7528949785620207536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/7528949785620207536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/08/checklist.html' title='The Checklist'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/Sn4CkTJbIWI/AAAAAAAAAYI/7SpZP4gX2dQ/s72-c/Lisa+glasses+cropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6451489039721251407</id><published>2009-07-15T23:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:13:47.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions</title><summary type='text'>I know, I know, I suck at updating my blog.I have a confession to make... I have been cheating on you with Facebook.I have been letting the convenience of the short "What's on your Mind?" take precedence over the energy of writing on this here blog.So for the blog readers, here are two strange things I noticed today:1. I went through a traffic light that was working, and also had an officer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6451489039721251407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6451489039721251407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6451489039721251407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6451489039721251407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/07/confessions.html' title='Confessions'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-3664547501581108745</id><published>2009-06-28T10:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T10:52:00.447-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PantyRaid</title><summary type='text'>OMG!! I'm so excited!!My brothers first music available on iTunes!I'm so proud of him! Go take a listen...PantyRaid is his collaboration with Ooah... Can't wait until we see something by Party Marty solo!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/3664547501581108745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=3664547501581108745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3664547501581108745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3664547501581108745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/06/pantyraid.html' title='PantyRaid'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/SkefkYO57RI/AAAAAAAAAWg/y_46hiKUDz8/s72-c/pantyraid+in+itunes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-612258685969852760</id><published>2009-06-24T15:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T16:11:03.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Phenomenon</title><summary type='text'>Something funny...You put up a Status Update/What's On Your Mind? post that's somewhat obscure.  either a reference to a movie, a song, or something that people involved in your day-to-day would know.Now on Facebook, you have all these Friends who are people you haven't seen in 20 years! or you met once at a party... and they want to show that they are "in the know"... so they respond to your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/612258685969852760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=612258685969852760&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/612258685969852760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/612258685969852760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/06/facebook-phenomenon.html' title='Facebook Phenomenon'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6268503645366266728</id><published>2009-06-07T10:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:15:40.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New York in 3-2-1</title><summary type='text'>Took a quick trip to New York City.My stepmom turned 50 (its a milestone year for her and me!), and my dad took her on an art tour in NY for her birthday. It ended with her having a show at the Agora Gallery in Chelsea. How cool is that?A friend of mine came along for the ride, and we spent some time sightseeing:DAY 1Statue of LibertyStock ExchangeGround ZeroTimes SquareDAY 2MetCentral Parkkicked</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6268503645366266728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6268503645366266728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6268503645366266728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6268503645366266728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-york-in-3-2-1.html' title='New York in 3-2-1'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3331/3604323060_7d70bd53cb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-364625798878163713</id><published>2009-05-29T16:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:11:59.301-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes...</title><summary type='text'>.. I feel like I am in a fuzziness, and what I consider to be my life is actually a dream or imagining. I wish it were easier to be where I want to be. As I get older I realize its more of putting things on a trajectory and seeing what happens rather than actually having control. Sent via BlackBerry by AT&amp;T</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/364625798878163713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=364625798878163713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/364625798878163713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/364625798878163713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-4629950481109458621</id><published>2009-05-27T16:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:06:13.041-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing on a corner....</title><summary type='text'>Having walked past buildings of monumental architecture. I stand at a constitutional corner and look at a large obelisk going into the sky. On the grounds below people play softball, soccer, ultimate frisbee, while many more run by. What an amazing place to live. I can only imagine.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/4629950481109458621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=4629950481109458621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4629950481109458621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4629950481109458621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/05/standing-on-corner.html' title='Standing on a corner....'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-1839494695335812748</id><published>2009-05-18T13:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:47:23.549-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting media moment</title><summary type='text'>David Plotz talking about H1N1 on "The Shift Happens Podcast":...talking about public health measures to limit the spread of a disease...  "...social networks are weaker, people have fewer social ties which means that they are more willing to break a quarantine."  This is so interesting to hear in a media venue because its something that I've been thinking for a long time!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/1839494695335812748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=1839494695335812748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1839494695335812748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1839494695335812748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/05/interesting-media-moment.html' title='Interesting media moment'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-452420011570072502</id><published>2009-05-18T13:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T15:05:22.759-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting media moment</title><summary type='text'>David Plotz talking about H1N1 on "The Shift Happens Podcast": ...talking about public health measures to limit the spread of a disease...     "...social networks are weaker, people have fewer social ties which means that they are more willing to break a quarantine."     This is so interesting to hear in a media venue because its something that I've been thinking for a long time!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/452420011570072502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=452420011570072502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/452420011570072502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/452420011570072502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/05/interesting-media-moment_18.html' title='Interesting media moment'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-4935572753960964549</id><published>2009-05-11T11:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T11:04:04.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a new consciousness on reality</title><summary type='text'>Nearly made a big booboo this week.   Spent Sunday underwater at a max depth of about 30 ft. Well, when you do that for extended periods of time, there are all these calculations and numbers blahblahblah to consider when doing things to your body that involve pressure. One of those is flying! There are Rules about how long you have to wait to fly after diving so that you don't EXPLODE! actually, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/4935572753960964549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=4935572753960964549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4935572753960964549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4935572753960964549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-consciousness-on-reality.html' title='a new consciousness on reality'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-761471501849726840</id><published>2009-05-09T19:27:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:45:23.028-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa4.0 canyoneering'/><title type='text'>Canyoneering I, II, II</title><summary type='text'>*sigh*holy cows!!This was a life-altering experience. I am a very very careful person.I don't really do anything unless I have a good feel for the fact that I can do it.Things that I "wing" are because I have done them before and I know that I can get away with that.There are times in my life where I have realized that I had a "phobia" and I worked through it. The most obvious example that comes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/761471501849726840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=761471501849726840&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/761471501849726840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/761471501849726840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/05/canyoneering-i-ii-ii.html' title='Canyoneering I, II, II'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/SgY95Ep39KI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/SHmCobpMA7I/s72-c/3493254208_4057e8f9ba_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-3164893197611510708</id><published>2009-05-09T19:08:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:40:16.044-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa4.0 scuba'/><title type='text'>S.C.U.B.A.</title><summary type='text'>This month has been one long activity after another. Weeks full of work, traveling here and there, and then weekends of Lisa 4.0.Activity 1: SCUBA: We did our classroom, pool work, and tests for the PADI Open Water certification.I would sum this whole training thing up by saying that its a minute of: this is how you breathe underwater and weight yourself down so that you stay down; and the rest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/3164893197611510708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=3164893197611510708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3164893197611510708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3164893197611510708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/05/scuba.html' title='S.C.U.B.A.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-2106907839736109023</id><published>2009-04-25T07:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T08:12:44.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'>US Car Manufacturers</title><summary type='text'>I don't really have strong political opinions often, but there is one thing going on right now that is driving me NUTS, and since this is my venue for pushing my opinionated opinion in a public setting, here goes...So, the US car manufacturers are suffering and looking for help from the government. They are not making sales, therefore, not making profits.And of course, the help is requested so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/2106907839736109023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=2106907839736109023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/2106907839736109023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/2106907839736109023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/04/us-car-manufacturers.html' title='US Car Manufacturers'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6077400232968855500</id><published>2009-04-08T19:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:41:48.006-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa4.0'/><title type='text'>Lisa 4.0</title><summary type='text'>Over the years that I lived in Arizona I made friends with very good people. If you know me in life, you know just how wonderful those people are. Now I find myself in California, looking for ways to make new friends, and realizing that I have a world of Lisa-discovering to do.I gave this conundrum some thought. I realized that one of the things that makes these friends of mine so interesting is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6077400232968855500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6077400232968855500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6077400232968855500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6077400232968855500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/04/lisa-40.html' title='Lisa 4.0'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-3322691783253154794</id><published>2009-04-05T17:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:11:31.138-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NY in LA</title><summary type='text'>Over the past couple days strange things have been showing up on the corner of Spring and 7th Street.NYPD? Taxi with a NY plate?The other day I saw this:it made me laugh!Here's another picture...Today, I realized what was going on from a "Street Closure: Filming" door hanger.They are filming CSI: NY on Monday and Tuesday. The hangar says that there will be a gun fire, lots of action, lots of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/3322691783253154794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=3322691783253154794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3322691783253154794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3322691783253154794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/04/ny-in-la.html' title='NY in LA'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3366/3416322586_4ce311dc45_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-8774648928687359633</id><published>2009-04-05T15:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:18:04.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Figuring it out...</title><summary type='text'>Its funny what you learn about yourself if you open yourself up to it.Over the past month, I have learned a lot of things about myself… there has been some purging, some weakness, some introspection, some assistance, and in the end, a lot of realizations.Here is a question I’ve been thinking about:What do I like to do?Well, I have been just about work for the longest time, and when I think about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/8774648928687359633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=8774648928687359633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8774648928687359633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8774648928687359633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/04/figuring-it-out.html' title='Figuring it out...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-7784692327670954253</id><published>2009-03-29T16:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T19:27:32.242-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communication Facebook'/><title type='text'>Communication</title><summary type='text'>I used to write letters back and forth with my grandmother when I first moved to America. I also used to share letters with my cousins when they were very young. One day, the letters got replaced by phone calls.   I just realized this weekend, I don't get phone calls anymore!   But my friends do still communicate:   Blackberry IM Facebook Email and now Twitter.   I think I know more about what's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/7784692327670954253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=7784692327670954253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/7784692327670954253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/7784692327670954253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/03/communication.html' title='Communication'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-1554072196967284476</id><published>2009-03-14T16:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T16:58:03.951-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook community Phoenix children'/><title type='text'>...on Facebook</title><summary type='text'>Everyone seems to be talking about Facebook these days. "It's just for kids", "It's addictive", "YOU have a Facebook page?!"... so, ok, here's my two cents.I live in a country different to the one I grew up in. My family and friends (ok, mostly my family) are spread all over the world.This is a time of living where you want to, and being very separate from a physical community.This is the age of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/1554072196967284476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=1554072196967284476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1554072196967284476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/1554072196967284476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-facebook.html' title='...on Facebook'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6779067946599722575</id><published>2009-02-19T19:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T16:58:33.423-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traveling'/><title type='text'>Coincidence?</title><summary type='text'>Everytime I travel, there is someone who catches my eye... slowing me  down, not coping with all the kid stuff, obviously doesn't travel  often... and more often than not, these people show up somewhere else  on the trip... boarding my plane, on the rental car bus... something  like that. It happens almost every time.Here are the specifics of today's incident:The man in front of me at the xray </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6779067946599722575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6779067946599722575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6779067946599722575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6779067946599722575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/02/coincidence.html' title='Coincidence?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6163973711581305516</id><published>2009-02-03T18:14:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T19:30:08.436-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Where is "home"?</title><summary type='text'>I'm sure that most people who move countries consider the country of their birth to always be "home".Since I didn't ever want to actually live there, I don't feel that I can call South Africa "home".When I moved to America, I moved to Los Angeles. This is where I graduated from high school (South Pas High, thank you very much!), this is where I got my first job, learned to drive, experimented </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6163973711581305516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6163973711581305516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6163973711581305516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6163973711581305516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-is-home.html' title='Where is &quot;home&quot;?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-5176949475825282707</id><published>2009-02-03T18:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:14:10.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BTW</title><summary type='text'>I am happy to report that things have slowed down on their own!I no longer get work emails all weekend; in fact, they stop after 3pm.yay!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/5176949475825282707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=5176949475825282707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5176949475825282707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5176949475825282707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/02/btw.html' title='BTW'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-9014776896792046786</id><published>2009-02-02T19:20:00.019-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:14:49.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning 40: Part 1</title><summary type='text'>It was my 40th birthday on this past Friday, and I will post some other time about my thoughts on that milestone. But today, I would like to call attention to two very special people who made this the most special of birthdays.The man I am currently dating, let's call him Mr. R, has spent the past month or two organizing with my best friend, Meg. Here's what they did:My day started with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/9014776896792046786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=9014776896792046786&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/9014776896792046786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/9014776896792046786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/02/turning-40-part-1.html' title='Turning 40: Part 1'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3309/3248699009_2b543cedca_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-5693276230010863406</id><published>2009-01-20T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:13:38.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Probably better for Facebook...</title><summary type='text'>so, I'm listening to the Inaugeration. Because I want to hear if Chertoff speaks; and if he does, I want to hear what he has to say about FENCE!... for personal reasons, that is.   In the meantime, I thought maybe I would contribute to an understanding of "me" here on this o' blog.   The announcer (didn't hear which one) just said that Cheney is coming out in a wheelchar because he "hurt his back</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/5693276230010863406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=5693276230010863406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5693276230010863406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5693276230010863406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2009/01/probably-better-for-facebook.html' title='Probably better for Facebook...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-4693002902080363393</id><published>2008-12-22T10:42:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T06:24:17.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><title type='text'>Cookies 2008</title><summary type='text'>Well, this year I had to back cookies without my girls. It took all day to make the 6 types. I forgot to take the photo while they were layed out, so here they are boxed up. If you want to see cookies from the past, here's the link.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/4693002902080363393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=4693002902080363393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4693002902080363393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/4693002902080363393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-this-year-i-had-to-back-cookies.html' title='Cookies 2008'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/SU_Sd_NZwzI/AAAAAAAAARc/QmQSN0cHQeM/s72-c/cookies+2008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-3894532460543757693</id><published>2008-12-16T09:15:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T09:34:44.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cats</title><summary type='text'>These are some funny pictures of my cats, thought I would share.- at the vet- looking out the window- would this be a good place to take a nap?- Molly- Max</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/3894532460543757693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=3894532460543757693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3894532460543757693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3894532460543757693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-cats.html' title='My Cats'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/SUfUVCdQXEI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CG95J2lF1ng/s72-c/cats+at+the+vet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-5554035806311077325</id><published>2008-11-26T09:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:05:19.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, life... I can't keep up.</title><summary type='text'>Well its not life that's bogging me down, its just work.I have spent 0 days in my office over the past 4 weeks. Instead, I've been driving around southern Arizona, staying in Tucson hotels, and flying back and forth to Fort Worth Texas. I am seriously hoping there is some calm over this Thanksgiving weekend. I even said a prayer... it went like this:Please have everyone take the weekend off! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/5554035806311077325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=5554035806311077325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5554035806311077325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5554035806311077325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2008/11/ah-life-i-cant-keep-up.html' title='Ah, life... I can&apos;t keep up.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-5270780863164640861</id><published>2008-10-13T13:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T13:51:10.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon a Time in an Urban Jungle...</title><summary type='text'>Two people went into a coffee shop for breakfast. It was a cold fall morning in the middle of some tall tall buildings. As they approached the door, a homeless man was speaking to himself with few intelligible words. The couple went in, placed their order, made their purchase, and waited for their food and drinks to be prepared.   Without saying anything, the man of the couple went back to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/5270780863164640861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=5270780863164640861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5270780863164640861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/5270780863164640861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2008/10/once-upon-time-in-urban-jungle.html' title='Once Upon a Time in an Urban Jungle...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-3408924584242046235</id><published>2008-10-03T09:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T09:51:46.865-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An update, of sorts</title><summary type='text'>  so, a lot has been going on over the past couple of months, and its not easy to post here because there are things that are still in flux. I thought I would post an update anyway, so that if you do visit this blog, you would know where I am.   I have been  - releasing the habits - recognizing patterns - letting go of the fetters - thinking about all the "one days" I've been making plans for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/3408924584242046235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=3408924584242046235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3408924584242046235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/3408924584242046235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2008/10/update-of-sorts.html' title='An update, of sorts'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-8113035505896725637</id><published>2008-08-18T10:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:20:07.039-06:00</updated><title type='text'>homage</title><summary type='text'> interesting caring cute clever giving loving deep attractive conservative ever changing funnymischievous sexy spiritual thoughtful liberal serious beautiful healing emotional sensitive understanding   my future        </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/8113035505896725637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=8113035505896725637&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8113035505896725637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8113035505896725637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2008/08/homage.html' title='homage'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-2140284177625519662</id><published>2008-08-07T12:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:35:24.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Existing ATT customers, guess what?! ATT doesn't like you</title><summary type='text'>If you are an existing ATT customer, it seems that they don't really care about encouraging you to join the bandwagon and become an iPhone user.   I have been with ATT for as long as I've had a wireless/cell phone... and that's about 8/9 years.   Because I upgraded (!) my phone in January (my phone died and I got a new one, which I guess in their world qualifies as an upgrade), I am not eligible </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/2140284177625519662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=2140284177625519662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/2140284177625519662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/2140284177625519662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2008/08/existing-att-customers-guess-what-att.html' title='Existing ATT customers, guess what?! ATT doesn&apos;t like you'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-6651302227549224865</id><published>2008-07-24T13:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T13:58:17.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>News</title><summary type='text'>Well, I haven't posted in a while, and that's because there has been a lot going on. I know that there are a few people who read this who actually know me, and probably haven't heard first-hand the news that I'm about to share. I apologize, then, that you are reading about it here, and that I have not told you in person. But then, that is the purpose of a blog, no?, to keep a journal of your life</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/6651302227549224865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=6651302227549224865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6651302227549224865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/6651302227549224865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2008/07/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14982899.post-8292334358040344640</id><published>2008-06-14T08:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:11:06.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><summary type='text'>This is how I like Sat to be.Calm, cool, and peaceful.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/feeds/8292334358040344640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14982899&amp;postID=8292334358040344640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8292334358040344640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14982899/posts/default/8292334358040344640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisafolb.blogspot.com/2008/06/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17420861014540938700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='20' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6BGm2LL7oY/Twx1qKXhOBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0alqZlzmwI8/s220/331499_2953513882460_1399823720_3117245_804922634_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iFrkSLcFnSk/SFPPMGDheQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/qa1Rvhd7GKA/s72-c/Molly+fountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
