<?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-15900045</id><updated>2011-07-28T16:53:45.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Barb's Stuff U Didn't Know U Wanted 2 Know</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-6027034534890750578</id><published>2010-07-24T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T20:14:22.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some sort of news:  bad and worse</title><content type='html'>It's been over a year since I posted - yikes!  I've noticed, though, that blogs have been taking a beating by Facebook.  But I felt like entering something, not necessarily profound or interesting, but illuminating about me:  everything I do (walking, standing, sitting, lying down, reaching, brushing my teeth, taking a shower, cooking, cleaning, deadheading my geraniums,  etc., etc.) gives me pain EXCEPT (this is the worse part, depending on one's perspective) eating and talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have my permission to feel sorry for me and love me anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-6027034534890750578?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6027034534890750578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=6027034534890750578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/6027034534890750578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/6027034534890750578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-sort-of-news-bad-and-worse.html' title='Some sort of news:  bad and worse'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-1771425269324798251</id><published>2009-06-06T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:54:23.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our bodies are miraculous, but....</title><content type='html'>It has occurred to me that, when God was creating us, he must've decided to outsource the development of our digestive systems to someone who was a professional plumber, who figured to benefit bigtime from his design.  I want to know why our intestines and organs weren't set up to utilize - totally - what we eat so that we wouldn't have to deal with leftovers that require regular releasing.  Take a minute and think of the improvement in our world - in every facet imaginable.  Does anyone have a plan that would accomplish such a thing?  If so, notify me, and we'll take it to the logical place for such miracles:  Hollywood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-1771425269324798251?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1771425269324798251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=1771425269324798251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/1771425269324798251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/1771425269324798251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-bodies-are-miraculous-but.html' title='Our bodies are miraculous, but....'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-480363170276916068</id><published>2009-03-22T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:25:16.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pious persons attending electronic church service</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OzdMjsbmN4E/ScbImqbeKlI/AAAAAAAAACE/3BQE0uf0mXI/s1600-h/IMG_3825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316156976707545682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OzdMjsbmN4E/ScbImqbeKlI/AAAAAAAAACE/3BQE0uf0mXI/s320/IMG_3825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-480363170276916068?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/480363170276916068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=480363170276916068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/480363170276916068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/480363170276916068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/pious-persons-attending-electronic.html' title='pious persons attending electronic church service'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OzdMjsbmN4E/ScbImqbeKlI/AAAAAAAAACE/3BQE0uf0mXI/s72-c/IMG_3825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-6997073158096609247</id><published>2009-03-22T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T09:00:59.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>picture-posting 101 - some cute, some not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OzdMjsbmN4E/ScZgPRYQnFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yOEK0fye928/s1600-h/Oct19%2301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316042225636908114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OzdMjsbmN4E/ScZgPRYQnFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yOEK0fye928/s320/Oct19%2301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OzdMjsbmN4E/ScZft4YaVpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0pUho2Hvl_Q/s1600-h/IMG_3495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316041651990976146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OzdMjsbmN4E/ScZft4YaVpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0pUho2Hvl_Q/s320/IMG_3495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have now completed my training in adding pictures to my postings; we're talking heaven on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-6997073158096609247?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6997073158096609247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=6997073158096609247' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/6997073158096609247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/6997073158096609247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/picture-posting-101-some-cute-some-not.html' title='picture-posting 101 - some cute, some not'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OzdMjsbmN4E/ScZgPRYQnFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yOEK0fye928/s72-c/Oct19%2301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-3386935871959569984</id><published>2009-01-14T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:06:29.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After 6 months, I feel like posting.  Wish I knew how to include pictures, but not of me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Profound thoughts along with some that aren't:  We have four children, ten grandchildren and three great-grandchildren, so we certainly qualify as experts at parenting, right?  Does the sun rise in the west?  Nevertheless, we do feel blessed with our brood - which includes our children's spouses and some grandchildren's spouses and a fiance and Significant Others - for which (as I've said many times) we take no credit or blame.  I'd like to mention that, by the time our kids had kids, our kids began to admire us rather more, as in "How did you ever manage  - make that survive - raising 4 kids who came in a five-year period?"  I'm not going to divulge the answer to that - and don't anyone dare to think we put schnapps in their milk.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had the good fortune to spend time over the holidays to have visits from a good percentage of our family, so that almost all have seen our new home (not Caleb [Kiara's fiance], Travis [Anna's S.O.], or Amiee [Derek's S.O.]).  We don't have quite the accommodations we had at our old place; e. g., Burn and Mark slept in the bed in Bob's room, while Kiara and Stefan slept on the floor in there, one on each side.  After they left, some Burks came:  Elissa slept in the bed in my room, putting Ansel on the floor in the adjoining closet, while Barbi and Anna slept toe-to-toe on the sectional in the bedroom.  .  Tom took the sectional in the livingroom.   Bren and Mark utilized the lodgings at Brad and D.A.'s house.  The Burk's visit got extended by one day because of bad weather, so we appreciated that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still waiting for the profound thoughts?  Me too.  But here's one with some outrage:  our old house has been on the market for about six months, and there's been nary a nibble, which is bad enough financially (think two heating bills  and real estate taxes for starters), but this has been during the snowiest December, nay, the snowiest MONTH in recorded history, so - even though this place has snow-removal service - Bob has had to do some shoveling here in addition to trying to remove the snow at the other place, which is a corner house.  The snowblower has been on the fritz for most of the time, despite having been serviced.  The Crowning Touch is that, due to the position of each of these homes, we get the most snow in our yards of almost anyone else in the Moorhead-Fargo metropolitan area. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe my next blog will be profound.  This one was just long, and you're welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-3386935871959569984?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3386935871959569984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=3386935871959569984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/3386935871959569984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/3386935871959569984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-6-months-i-feel-like-posting-wish.html' title='After 6 months, I feel like posting.  Wish I knew how to include pictures, but not of me.'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-2761844542985197671</id><published>2008-07-25T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:08:09.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Geezers that Go-Go-Go</title><content type='html'>We've been in our new digs almost a month now, and haven't done anything to get kicked out of the  association yet.  We basically like this place a lot and wish we'd made such a move long ago.  Several guests have visited and given thumbs up on the accommodations.  We're closer to a number of the places we often shop at - most importantly, DUANE'S PIZZA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reference in the title to us O.G.s that go-go-go is not meant to say that we travel a lot, but we did make a journey way up to Crookston (MN) - a whole hour away - July 15-17, for my 57th class reunion (50th, 60th reunions are so overdone, we wanted to be different).  Our class in 1951 was unusally small compared to the classes of '50 and '52, which were half again as large:  we were 42 depression babies.  Not to say we were blah kids, although our class was not noticeably athletic:  not a single senior on the basketball team!  Soccer hadn't been invented in MN back then, nor hockey for girls.  We were more musically inclined, always placing high in district and regional contests.  However, no one suggested we try to organize a reunion choir or band; most of us don't have the lung capacity to sing or blow anymore.  There were 17 of the 30 survivors in attendance, most with spouses along, so we made a nice size group for the banquet.  We checked out the new high school (built 10 yrs. ago); our old school no longer exists, having been removed from the face of the earth.  And there's a great Polk County Museum in town, consisting of at least 6 buildings, that was fascinating.  My walker Rocky and I could only manage 2 of them before giving up.  I brought my knitting to the hotel and actually knitted a few rows on the dish cloth I was making, about the only things I make anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider us go-go-go-ers because we made this significant move, indicating that we have a lot on the ball.  Oh, another geographic adventure is coming up soon:  to St. Paul July 31 for the joint baptism of Dalila Jeanne Hansen and Ansel Thomas Cosgrove, our two newest great-grandchildren.  Cousins Elissa - Ansel's mom - and Trygve - Dalila's dad - were baptized together also, 27 yrs. ago.  How's that for sweet and touching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't learned how to add pictures yet, but Barbi's blog &lt;a href="http://indecisivity.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://indecisivity.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; will give you a good look at both babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was merely a grandparent, I was in good shape and able to carry a baby and walk ad infinitum; now, however, I'm restricted to holding one in my lap while I sit.  Sigh.  It's still a thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til next installment - Gr. Barb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-2761844542985197671?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2761844542985197671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=2761844542985197671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/2761844542985197671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/2761844542985197671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2008/07/old-geezers-that-go-go-go.html' title='Old Geezers that Go-Go-Go'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-3369917471567730516</id><published>2008-06-26T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T08:49:10.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fruition</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, June 25, 2008, I played an integral part in two BIG EVENTS: (I wanted to use "visceral," but found it means acting from one's instinct rather than intellect, and I resented that): great-grandson Bruiser (Barbi's choice of a temporary name since E. and B. haven't settled on one yet; he gave his mommy a pretty hard time before arriving) Cosgrove arrived at 10:47 EDT in Boston, weighing in at a hefty 9 1/2 pounds and measuring 21 inches in length. Parents Ben and Elissa Cosgrove; Elissa is our daughter Barbi's daughter, thus deeply connecting me and Gr. Grpa Bob to Baby Bruiser.   We hope/expect to meet the not-so-little guy sometime this summer, when he and Elissa come to Minnesota for a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I signed my name approximately 17 times to documents which made us happy owners of a townhouse a couple of miles from this house, which we also own and have lived in for 48 years.  Anybody familiar with the term "cash flow problem?" We haven't even listed this house yet, as we're having some basement repair done first; possibly we'll be able to start having the house shown within two weeks or so. We've already moved a lot of stuff over to the "new" place (5 yrs. old) and having the carpeting cleaned there today, and the movers will bring over our furniture tomorrow. Then we'll start living there primarily; we've met a few of the neighbors and find them pleasant. I'm rejoicing in the all-one-floor design and the attached garage. Our daughters Brenda and Burna have been providing amazing and invaluable help the last week or so in packing, packing, and more packing, and sorting and discarding in the process. Our lives in the new place will start out fabulously well-organized. Burna even made a quadruple batch of oatmeal cookies, some with choc. chips, some with butterscotch chips, some with peanut butter (dearest to my heart).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line: our cups runneth over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-3369917471567730516?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3369917471567730516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=3369917471567730516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/3369917471567730516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/3369917471567730516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2008/06/fruition.html' title='fruition'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-3418016203683172484</id><published>2008-06-08T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T14:45:20.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot of excitement for two old codgers</title><content type='html'>The months of May and June are being full of events and promising more to come.  We've welcomed a new great-granddaughter - Dalila Jeanne Hansen, born May 1 to Trygve and Jeanne, joining big sister Chloe, who's 7; we've seen a grandson graduate from college - Kip Lee Hansen, son of Brenda and Mark,  brother of Tryg and Per, from Minnesota State Univ.Moorhead in Mass Communications May 9; we're looking forward to a new great-grandson, due in a week or so to Elissa and Ben Cosgrove, Barbi's daughter and son-in-law in Boston.  Barbi will go there June 16 to either welcome "Lumpy" (Barbi's choice of name that would be unisex) or to help wait for him. &lt;br /&gt;We have a bunch of birthdays in our family in May and June, at least 9.&lt;br /&gt;And now, Bob's and my so-called minds are trying to focus on selling our house that we helped build and have lived in for 48 years, intent on finding a place to live with no stairs (this one - a split-level - you can't live in w/o going down and up stairs, as there's no bathroom on the main floor).  Also no snow-shoveling or lawn-mowing.  If I had my druthers, I'd pack a suitcase and move tomorrow (into the townhouse Bob looked at and brought home a brochure with pictures) and not have to go through all the hassle.  However, that's not an option at this point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-3418016203683172484?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3418016203683172484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=3418016203683172484' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/3418016203683172484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/3418016203683172484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2008/06/lot-of-excitement-for-two-old-codgers.html' title='A lot of excitement for two old codgers'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-8072961780555107666</id><published>2008-05-28T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T04:34:51.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>forget spring</title><content type='html'>In spite of the fact that our potted geraniums had to be brought in because of a frost advisory just two nights ago, I have determined that we're into summery weather now and need give only a cursory glance at the predicted lows from now on.&lt;br /&gt;Grpa Bob has put black dirt and grass seed in the areas of our front lawn which were denuded of grass (partially from a truck's having driven over part of it and partially because we get snow that stays there longer than anybody else's in the metropolita area [because we face north and our lot is smack dab in the prevailing NNW wind's dumping path] and thus smothers the poor little grass thingies that try to get enough air to poke up out of the ground).  He has watered the areas thoroughly, much to the delight of the robins and blackbirds (he calls them grackles) who congregate to pluck seeds and heedless worms who foolishly come near to the surface.  As I was working on the jigsaw puzzle, which is right in front of the front window because the light is best there, I watched a robin get a substantial worm and - to my astonishment - suck the approx. 2 1/2 inch creature (are worms creatures?) right down, like a strand of spaghetti, and then prance around picking up seeds to augment its supper. Obviously the start of an electrifyingly exciting summer for moi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-8072961780555107666?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8072961780555107666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=8072961780555107666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/8072961780555107666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/8072961780555107666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2008/05/forget-spring.html' title='forget spring'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-439868026573887906</id><published>2008-04-28T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T13:03:43.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epilog #2 to has Spring Sprung?</title><content type='html'>This had better be the last epilog necessary this spring.  After the snow had melted from our last two snowfalls, and Bob had raked almost the whole yard, we got 9.1 inches of snow April 25-26.  He had put the snowblower away in the shed, but it wouldn't have been able to handle the wet, heavy snow anyway; so he did a lot of shoveling.  'Tis fortunate that he's in pretty darn good shape for an old geezer of 75, but he'd done a lot of shoveling the previous few weeks, plus the raking, plus had GOLFED a half dozen or so rounds. &lt;br /&gt;His golf course has been closed for 3 days already, but he's hoping that it'll open Tuesday; the snow is almost gone and may disappear this very day.  He usually gets in around 200 rounds of golf each season; now he may have to be satisfied with only 195 or so....&lt;br /&gt;A fellow survivor - Gram Barb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-439868026573887906?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/439868026573887906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=439868026573887906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/439868026573887906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/439868026573887906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2008/04/epilog-2-to-has-spring-sprung.html' title='Epilog #2 to has Spring Sprung?'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-6423848150500334379</id><published>2008-04-09T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T09:16:51.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>epilog re the Sprung Spring post</title><content type='html'>In the intervening week, we received 8 inches of snow, and Bemidji got TWO FEET  of the winter-stretching stuff.  It's mostly melted here in Moorhead (still very deep in the woods area of Bemidji), so one would think "that's it for snow 'til November," but we actually have a chance of snow around Friday, but prob. not to the extent of last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;It's wonderful to live where the weather is full of surprises....&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned - Gr. Barb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-6423848150500334379?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6423848150500334379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=6423848150500334379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/6423848150500334379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/6423848150500334379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2008/04/epilog-re-sprung-spring-post.html' title='epilog re the Sprung Spring post'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-3091296711133813165</id><published>2008-04-02T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T11:18:46.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Has Spring sprung?</title><content type='html'>Here in northwestern Minnesota on April 2, we still have a fair amount of snow (particularly in our front yard, which faces north), but overall, I think it's safe to say that there's more grass showing now than snow. &lt;br /&gt;I'm curious as to conditions elsewhere amongst my "connections," i. e., is winter seriously saying goodbye where you are?&lt;br /&gt;Bob is in his last 13 days of working on tax returns at EideBailly; it's just as well that his golf course hasn't opened yet, as it is a titch painful for him to be stuck in an office - cubicle, that is - when 18 holes beckon.  More often than not, the two overlap, but he can get 8 hrs. in at the office and still have time to golf in the afternoon, since he's usually at work by 6-6:30.&lt;br /&gt;I used to plant flowers along each of the four walls of our house, but have done less and less each year, 'til now we buy two large pots of healthy, well-developed geraniums to set either side of the front door and find that keeping those alive is all we can do. &lt;br /&gt;The reason I'm posting is that I'd like folks to tell me their plans for the springtime, sending pictures if possible.&lt;br /&gt;Let's everybody smile now - - - - Gr. Barb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-3091296711133813165?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3091296711133813165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=3091296711133813165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/3091296711133813165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/3091296711133813165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2008/04/has-spring-sprung.html' title='Has Spring sprung?'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-3362941713225677300</id><published>2008-02-29T06:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T06:46:37.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do the eyes have it?</title><content type='html'>In my reading of fiction (and some non-) I don't think I've found a single author who can resist crediting the eyes with an incredible range of expression, which I challenge as to actual veracity.  Other than a few obvious "actions" of one's eyes, like squinting or wide open or sidelong glance or tears - all of which can denote totally opposite reactions, requiring the rest of one's face and possibly bodily movements, to define their actual meaning - one's eyes are useless to indicate emotion, in my judgment.  If we were presented with a large page of pictures of just eyes and asked to determine what each pair was communicating, I maintain that we would fail abysmally to correctly identify even 10%. &lt;br /&gt;I think some authors use references to eyes' so-called expressions to fortify a position in their story and/or to move it along because they can't figure out any other way to do it.  Except for using the obvious ones referred to earlier, I want them to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gr. Barb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-3362941713225677300?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3362941713225677300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=3362941713225677300' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/3362941713225677300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/3362941713225677300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2008/02/do-eyes-have-it.html' title='Do the eyes have it?'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-6433529129304489910</id><published>2008-02-22T11:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T11:57:59.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>important notice</title><content type='html'>This is to alert all fans to my potentially posting something here in the near future; I had an S.B. (Scathingly Brilliant) idea a week or so ago, but lost it on my way to the computer.  Certainly, any day now - nay, any minute! - my brain will cough it up.  So, please stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-6433529129304489910?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6433529129304489910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=6433529129304489910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/6433529129304489910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/6433529129304489910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2008/02/important-notice.html' title='important notice'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-6245330166219131280</id><published>2007-10-16T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T18:37:09.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain:  friend or foe?</title><content type='html'>If anyone was hoping for a well-researched treatise by me on this subject, get real.  But I've come in contact with pain just enough to feel I have some salient thoughts about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off - ideally, I believe in No-Pain, No-Pain, but that's rarely possible.  My orthopedist, while not really a member of the No-Pain, No-Gain camp, said I could try to tolerate a little pain, the amount of which he described with his thumb and forefinger, about an inch worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone with arthritis knows the discomfort is almost never just an inch worth, so one wants to find a way to alleviate it; in my case, short of surgery.  Currently, I have a regimen of exercises - not &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; high-impact aerobics - that is hoped will eventually provide some relief, plus a maximum dosage of Tylenol every day.  Incidentally, surgery - that's replacement - on each joint that hurts would leave me pretty much a person with new knees, shoulders, and hips, almost a bionic woman.  But my orthopedist doesn't consider me a good candidate for surgery because I take prednisone for a lung condition and asthma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uff da, this is really boring.  Basically I want to point out that pain has a purpose, so total suppression of it can be a bad idea, masking some condition that requires attention.  On the other hand, enduring  excruciating pain - without having it checked out in case it signals a situation that could do permanent damage if not treated - is contraindicated, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know if any of you think I should submit this "article" to the J.A.M.A. for publication.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-6245330166219131280?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6245330166219131280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=6245330166219131280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/6245330166219131280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/6245330166219131280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2007/10/pain-friend-or-foe.html' title='Pain:  friend or foe?'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-3210010216346192076</id><published>2007-08-30T19:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T19:20:22.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Back!</title><content type='html'>Gram Barb is google-fied and ready for business; or, at least she hopes to be able to make comments on other blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do any of these nostrums irk you? And just what is a nostrum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* There but for the grace of God go I. (This implies that God favored you above that other slob.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* God must have work for me yet to do here on earth. (Spoken after a close call.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* God will not test you beyond your ability to withstand. (Why does God need to test?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbi, for Gram B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-3210010216346192076?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3210010216346192076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=3210010216346192076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/3210010216346192076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/3210010216346192076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2007/08/shes-back.html' title='She&apos;s Back!'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-115624331737544966</id><published>2006-08-22T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T03:41:57.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies and Literature:  too much fantasy?</title><content type='html'>An 8-month hiatus from posting anything new - but expecting others to keep current - is perhaps enough, although I would like to point out that Derek's blog has remained non-current even longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am requesting input from my readers/fans:  does it seem to you that many, if not the majority of films and books,  now and in recent years (like 20) come out of the weird imaginations of the writers?  I'll list the movies in our Aug. 20 Forum and ask you to count the sci-fi and otherwise non-reality films and compare with the number of non-fiction, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ant Bully&lt;br /&gt;Barnyard:  the Original Party Animals&lt;br /&gt;Cars&lt;br /&gt;Clerks II&lt;br /&gt;Click&lt;br /&gt;The Descent&lt;br /&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;br /&gt;An Inconvenient Truth&lt;br /&gt;John Tucker Must Die&lt;br /&gt;Lady in the Water&lt;br /&gt;Little Man&lt;br /&gt;Little Miss Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Material Girls&lt;br /&gt;Miami Vice&lt;br /&gt;Monster House&lt;br /&gt;The Night Listener&lt;br /&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest&lt;br /&gt;Pulse&lt;br /&gt;A Scanner Darkly&lt;br /&gt;Sketches of Frank Gehry&lt;br /&gt;Snakes on a Plane&lt;br /&gt;Step Up&lt;br /&gt;Talledega Nights:  The Ballad of Ricky Bobby&lt;br /&gt;World Trade Center&lt;br /&gt;You, Me and Dupree&lt;br /&gt;Zoom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself am so-so about watching movies/reading books of the fantasy genre (I usually can't understand them)  but am genuinely curious as to why there is so much of it and seemingly so popular:  are people looking for escape from the real world because the real world is more frightening?  Or should I just be impressed at the cleverness of the writers? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please share your opinions on this subject and enlighten me in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oft-bewildered Grandma Barb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-115624331737544966?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115624331737544966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=115624331737544966' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/115624331737544966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/115624331737544966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2006/08/movies-and-literature-too-much-fantasy.html' title='Movies and Literature:  too much fantasy?'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-113859224314179726</id><published>2006-01-29T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T19:37:23.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A pair of words to consider</title><content type='html'>It's been almost 3 weeks since I posted anything, and it's time.  The words  I've chosen to describe are INGENUOUS and  DISINGENUOUS.  I feel they're somewhat confusing and opposite to what a person logically would assume they mean.  INGENUOUS ( not to be confused with INGENIOUS) means frank and open and somewhat naive, whereas DISINGENUOUS means lacking in candor or sincerity.  Let's see if I can come up with a clarifying sentence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being ingenuous, I was a perfect patsy for the sneakiness of my disingenuous friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers/commenters  are encouraged to come up with other sentences with these useful words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-113859224314179726?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/113859224314179726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=113859224314179726' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/113859224314179726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/113859224314179726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2006/01/pair-of-words-to-consider.html' title='A pair of words to consider'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-113683410853006773</id><published>2006-01-09T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T11:15:08.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENIGMA</title><content type='html'>I realize that Derek didn't issue invitations to a poetry contest, but, as you'll soon see, I've truly been inspired:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enigma by Gr. Barb&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you separate Poetry from&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     Prose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May as well try to separate Gr. Barb from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           cookies (and bars and pies and ice cream and pizza).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-113683410853006773?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/113683410853006773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=113683410853006773' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/113683410853006773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/113683410853006773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2006/01/enigma.html' title='ENIGMA'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-113676781632457221</id><published>2006-01-08T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T16:50:16.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>word to the wise and/or not so wise from the latter</title><content type='html'>LUCIFACTION:  vivid coinage from Marilynne Robinson's novel &lt;em&gt;Housekeeping&lt;/em&gt;; suggests the coruscating* reflections of light on a body of water:  "Set apart from the drifts and tides and LUCIFACTIONS of the open water, the surface of the bay seemed almost viscous...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CORUSCATING:  emitting vivid flashes of light; sparkling, scintillating, gleaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note from submitter Gr. Barb:  I couldn't find LUCIFACTION  in any of my dictionaries, but the internet came through.  Next time you're on or in view of a body of water - other than the kitchen sink or bathtub -  be sure to check out the LUCIFACTION, okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-113676781632457221?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/113676781632457221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=113676781632457221' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/113676781632457221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/113676781632457221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2006/01/word-to-wise-andor-not-so-wise-from.html' title='word to the wise and/or not so wise from the latter'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-113058667887195093</id><published>2005-10-29T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T04:51:18.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>addenda to the lasagna recipe</title><content type='html'>A question has arisen as to the possibility of increasing the ingredients slightly so as to fit into a 9x13 pan, which is a more common size than 7x11.  Yes, I've actually done such a thing; some of the jars of pasta sauce now come in a larger size (4 cups instead of 3, I think - an increase of, let's see:  33 1/3 %, right?), so add that much (or so) of the other ingredients; e. g.,  22 oz. of cottage cheese (the usual next larger size), 2 or 3 more lasagna noodles (or the equivalent in other forms), about 2/3 cup more of mozzarella &amp; a titch more parmesan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I neglected to mention adding meat:  I add "some" browned ground beef if I have eaters who don't want the vegetarian version.  For awhile, I would have that available "on the side," but my gourmet son, Brad, said that that "just doesn't do it, Mom," so generally make two panfuls of lasagana, one with meat, one w/o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-113058667887195093?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/113058667887195093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=113058667887195093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/113058667887195093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/113058667887195093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2005/10/addenda-to-lasagna-recipe.html' title='addenda to the lasagna recipe'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-113012088910409508</id><published>2005-10-23T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T19:28:09.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy but tasty Lasagna with or without lasagna noodles</title><content type='html'>1 jar (28 oz.) pasta sauce, any brand, choice of styles (with meat, with mushrooms, etc.)  I choose the traditional w/o meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough UNCOOKED pasta (curly noodles, e. g., or even six lasagna noodles if you prefer &amp; have some on hand) to make two layers in a 11"x7" baking dish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 oz. cottage cheese ( I use fat-free)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups shredded mozzarella cheese, divided to be added at 2 different times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup grated parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread about 1 cup pasta sauce in a 2-qt. shallow baking dish (11"x7").  Top with a layer of noodles, the cottage cheese, 1 cup mozzarella cheese, the parmesan cheese, &amp; 1 cup pasta sauce.  Top with another layer of noodles and remaining pasta sauce, spreading the sauce so no pasta is exposed (curly noodles required a bit more sauce, as they stuck up).  Cover (I use aluminum foil as I don't have an "official" cover).    Bake at 375 deg. F. for 1 hr.  Uncover and top with remaining mozzarella cheese.  Let stand 5 minutes (not necessary to put it back into the oven).  6 servings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the several great features of this recipe is that you don't cook the noodles, thus eliminating the dirtying of another pan.   Another is the joy you'll feel if you have leftovers for the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-113012088910409508?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/113012088910409508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=113012088910409508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/113012088910409508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/113012088910409508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2005/10/easy-but-tasty-lasagna-with-or-without.html' title='Easy but tasty Lasagna with or without lasagna noodles'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-112862332674870242</id><published>2005-10-06T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T11:28:46.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word for today - INTEGUMENT</title><content type='html'>INTEGUMENT:  a natural covering, as a skin, shell, or rind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used in an ordinary sentence:  When I see pictures on t-v of wriggling bugs, it absolutely makes my integument crawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may wonder if I sit down with a dictionary &amp; choose words to feature; au contraire!  The words I share are ones that have come up in my reading or in a crossword, ones that I have had to look up for my own understanding.  I like to think I'm saving you the trouble of having to look up these useful words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-112862332674870242?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112862332674870242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=112862332674870242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112862332674870242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112862332674870242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2005/10/word-for-today-integument.html' title='Word for today - INTEGUMENT'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-112793628248912592</id><published>2005-09-28T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T12:38:05.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A word to the wise - not necessarily new, but good</title><content type='html'>Efficacious:  capable of having the desired result; effective.  Used in a sentence/paragraph:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, Gr. Barb, still believe in the efficaciousness of my LOSE/WIN challenge:  i. e., (1) eat anything I want, just in smaller quantities, enough to eliminate any hunger pangs; (2) get as much exercise as can be tolerated.  But, here's the thing:  believing in the efficaciousness of something and actually BEING efficacious have sort of parted ways in my case.  I seem to feel it necessary to consume more than I did - in the early months of my challenge - in order to assuage those very persistent hunger pangs ("pangs" is a titch dramatic for what are really urges) (I'll maybe take up the word "assuage" at a later date), so that I haven't lost any weight for over 3 months, have remained at -40-42 for all that time.  Which is not to be sneezed at, but I need/want to lose at least 40 more.  I'm pleased to report, however, that I've been totally diligent about the exercise part.  And here's the biggest rub of all:  there are only two places that show evidence of those bygone 40 lbs.:  my face (think 99 yrs. old) &amp; my height (picture me 3 1/2 inches shorter).  So, if anyone casually asks you if you believe there's justice in the world of weight control, you have my permission to answer with a firm NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to EFFICACY (the shorter noun version of efficaciousness)!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-112793628248912592?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112793628248912592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=112793628248912592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112793628248912592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112793628248912592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2005/09/word-to-wise-not-necessarily-new-but.html' title='A word to the wise - not necessarily new, but good'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-112770759841101591</id><published>2005-09-25T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T21:07:08.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DTB starts classes---as if there's anything I have to learn!</title><content type='html'>As I anticiapte the first line of a new chapter of my life--a chapter which will no doubt include many ups and downs, lessons learned and assumptions abandoned, and which will change who I am and shape who I will be--I suppose everyone is wondering, "How does he feel?" Well, after an exhausting self-examination, I've managed to put my state of mind into words: I feel okay (BRB might have seen that one coming).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone who's curious, I've posted my classes (with descriptions) below. Very interesting reading, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIOS 10110. Biological Issues and Paradigms.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12:30-2:20, MWF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Students must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;confirm their registration with their instructors by the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;second class meeting or their registration may be canceled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This course addresses the question "what is life?" with a&lt;br /&gt;discussion of topics that range from the essential properties&lt;br /&gt;characteristic of all life to the complexities of evolution&lt;br /&gt;and interactions between all forms of life in the biosphere.&lt;br /&gt;Students in the course develop a broad common core of&lt;br /&gt;understanding of the nature of life through lectures, small&lt;br /&gt;group discussions, writing, and laboratory investigations.&lt;br /&gt;Laboratory fees apply. A second biology course (listed under&lt;br /&gt;"Topics Courses below") builds on this core knowledge,&lt;br /&gt;focusing on a specialized topic of biological inquiry. Autumn,&lt;br /&gt;Winter, Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14000-14100-14200. Reading Cultures: Collection, Travel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Exchange.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10:30-11:50, TTh&lt;/span&gt; This sequence introduces methods of literary,&lt;br /&gt;visual, and social analysis by addressing the formation and&lt;br /&gt;transformation of cultures across a broad chronological and&lt;br /&gt;geographic field. Our objects of study range from the&lt;br /&gt;Renaissance epic to contemporary film, the fairy tale to the&lt;br /&gt;museum. Hardly presuming that we know definitively what&lt;br /&gt;"culture" means, we examine paradigms of reading within which&lt;br /&gt;the very idea of culture emerged and changed. Autumn, Winter,&lt;br /&gt;Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14000. Reading Cultures: Collection.&lt;/span&gt; This quarter focuses on&lt;br /&gt;the way both objects and stories are selected and rearranged&lt;br /&gt;to produce cultural identities. We examine exhibition&lt;br /&gt;practices of the past and present, including the 1893 World's&lt;br /&gt;Columbian Exposition and the University's own Oriental&lt;br /&gt;Institute. We read Ovid's Metamorphoses, The Arabian Nights,&lt;br /&gt;and collections of African-American folk tales. We conclude by&lt;br /&gt;considering modernist modes of fragmentation and&lt;br /&gt;reconstellation in Cubism, T. S. Eliot's The Waste Land, and&lt;br /&gt;Orson Welles's Citizen Kane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14100. Reading Cultures: Travel.&lt;/span&gt; Focusing on the literary&lt;br /&gt;conventions of cross-cultural encounter, this quarter&lt;br /&gt;concentrates on how individual subjects are formed and&lt;br /&gt;transformed through narrative. We investigate both the longing&lt;br /&gt;to travel and the trails of displacement. We read several&lt;br /&gt;forms of travel literature, from the Renaissance to the&lt;br /&gt;present, including Columbus's Diario, The Interesting&lt;br /&gt;Narrative of the Life of Olaudah Equiano or Gustavus Vassa the&lt;br /&gt;African, Basho's Narrow Road to the Deep North, and&lt;br /&gt;contemporary tourist literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14200. Reading Cultures: Exchange.&lt;/span&gt; This quarter works toward&lt;br /&gt;understanding the relation (in the modern and post-modern&lt;br /&gt;periods) between economic development and processes of&lt;br /&gt;cultural transformation. We examine literary and visual texts&lt;br /&gt;that celebrate and criticize modernization and urbanization.&lt;br /&gt;Beginning with Baudelaire's response to Paris in his prose&lt;br /&gt;poems, we then concentrate on novels that address economic,&lt;br /&gt;social, and cultural change in the 1930s, including&lt;br /&gt;Abdelrahman Munif's Cities of Salt and Richard Wright's Native&lt;br /&gt;Son. As the quarter concludes, students develop projects that&lt;br /&gt;investigate the urban fabric of Chicago itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12100-12200-12300. Self, Culture, and Society. 10:30-11:20, MWF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PQ: Must be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taken in sequence. M. Postone, B. Cohler, W. Sewell. Autumn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Winter, Spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12100.&lt;/span&gt; In this quarter, we explore the nature and development&lt;br /&gt;of modern society through an examination of theories of&lt;br /&gt;capitalism. The classic social theories of Smith, Marx, and&lt;br /&gt;Weber, along with contemporary ethnographic and historical&lt;br /&gt;works, serve as points of departure for considering the&lt;br /&gt;characterizing features of the modern world, with particular&lt;br /&gt;emphasis on its social-economic structure and issues of work,&lt;br /&gt;the texture of time, and economic globalization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12200. PQ: SOSC 12100.&lt;/span&gt; In this quarter, we focus on the&lt;br /&gt;relation of culture, social life, and history. On the basis of&lt;br /&gt;readings from Durkheim, Lévi-Strauss, Sahlins, Foucault,&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin, Adorno, and other anthropologists and cultural&lt;br /&gt;theorists, we investigate how systems of meaning expressed&lt;br /&gt;through metaphors, symbols, rituals, and narratives constitute&lt;br /&gt;and articulate individual and social experience across a range&lt;br /&gt;of societies, including our own, and how those systems of&lt;br /&gt;meaning change historically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12300. PQ: SOSC 12200.&lt;/span&gt; In this quarter, we concern ourselves&lt;br /&gt;with the question of how personhood is constructed socially,&lt;br /&gt;culturally, and historically. Our considerations include&lt;br /&gt;issues of gender, sexuality, and ethnic identity, through the&lt;br /&gt;study of the wide range of approaches found in the works of&lt;br /&gt;Freud, Goffman, Vygotsky, de Beauvoir, Fanon, and others.&lt;/pre&gt; Aren't you jealous? It adds up to three classes this quarter (the sublistings are descriptions of each quarter in the sequence). Although that may sound like I'm being lazy, I assure you that three classes is a full load. I just want to ease into things, and if I do well with three, then I'll add a class next quarter. Is that good enough for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As snotty as I may seem, I am open to advice and encouragement. Soon I'll let you know which RSOs (Registered Student Organizations) I'm getting involved with. Could it be The Model UN? The Feminist Majority? Tune in next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-112770759841101591?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112770759841101591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=112770759841101591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112770759841101591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112770759841101591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2005/09/dtb-starts-classes-as-if-theres.html' title='DTB starts classes---as if there&apos;s anything I have to learn!'/><author><name>D-Man</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209431278750957400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-112758484623144000</id><published>2005-09-24T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T11:00:47.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book review:  THE SECRET KNOWLEDGE OF GROWNUPS</title><content type='html'>Kari (our granddaughter who is in her first year of teaching 5th grade) told me about this book, &amp; it's - let me see if I can think of an appropriate word/phrase - the epitome of twisted, but comedic, thinking.  I'm not sure 5th graders are old enough to catch all the nuances, but I'm confident they'll enjoy it, as will adults.  It was published in 1998.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author David Wisniewski chooses eight rules (Eat your vegetables - they're good for you; Drink plenty of milk - it's good for you; Comb your hair -  it keeps it neat; Don't blow bubbles in your milk - it's noisy, sloppy, &amp; rude - Don't play with your food - it's messy and rude - Don't jump on your bed - you'll break it &amp; you might get hurt; Don't bite your fingernails - it makes your fingernails look terrible; Don't pick your nose - it's gross and disgusting);  that kids get drummed into their heads by grown-ups, &amp;, while he doesn't totally debunk the standard reasons for the rules, he reveals the hidden purposes of the grown-ups.  Believe me, they're fascinating!  I defy anyone to guess the real reasons b/4 turning the pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the author of this book had been given as Derek Thomas Burk, I would've had no trouble accepting that as the gospel truth; somehow, he seems to have inherited the genes of a person with a wry sense of humor.  I'm positive his Grandma Burk is innocent:  she's too nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing a little research on David Wisniewski, I found that he and his wife Donna - with whom he ran a shadow puppet theater - have two children; one can't help but wonder what rules he hands down to them &amp; whether they have secret reasons.... His awesome illustrations he made with cut paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a book to delight a wide range of ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by BGK, official book-reviewer on Grambk's staff.  Sept. 24, 2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-112758484623144000?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112758484623144000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=112758484623144000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112758484623144000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112758484623144000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2005/09/book-review-secret-knowledge-of.html' title='Book review:  THE SECRET KNOWLEDGE OF GROWNUPS'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-112710838803333663</id><published>2005-09-18T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T22:41:13.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a new blog in town</title><content type='html'>You're wasting your time reading this you know. What you need to do is hop on over to The Quixote at thequixote.blogspot.com/, the new HOT blog that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everybody&lt;/span&gt; is talking about. Don't hesitate; tomorrow it might be too late. Just kidding everybody, but I did want to alert Grandma and others that my blog now actually exists and eagerly awaits it's first postings. I wonder though whether this will become some sort of fierce rivalry. I sure hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-112710838803333663?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112710838803333663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=112710838803333663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112710838803333663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112710838803333663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2005/09/theres-new-blog-in-town.html' title='There&apos;s a new blog in town'/><author><name>D-Man</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209431278750957400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-112705227672260629</id><published>2005-09-18T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T07:04:36.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better late than never</title><content type='html'>I finally made it to college, even if I am a month late. My mom and dad drove me down to Chicago on Friday and we moved into my dorm on Saturday. The move-in was pretty smooth considering my dorm only has one entrance and four elevators and there were 250 new students moving in with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just FYI, I live in Shoreland Hall, a building that was built in the 1920s or 30s as a luxury hotel. I wouldn't call it luxury anymore, but it is probably an above-average quality dorm. One downside is that Shoreland is about a mile away from campus, but I have my bike and there is a shuttle that runs pretty regularly taking Shorelanders to campus or back to the Shoreland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is spacious to say the least, and it has five closets and a bathroom. I share the room with two other students: Mike Haibach from Pittsburgh and Jeremy Peterman from Ridgewood, New Jersey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to the gym now, more info later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-112705227672260629?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112705227672260629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=112705227672260629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112705227672260629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112705227672260629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2005/09/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better late than never'/><author><name>D-Man</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209431278750957400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-112603138445452844</id><published>2005-09-06T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T11:29:44.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Triple Delight Fruit Crisp</title><content type='html'>This is a recipe I (Gr. Barb) created out of my fondness for Apple Crisp.  Why not, I reasoned, add yet more flavor to Apple Crisp, especially when you have other fruits you need to use up, because of freezer burn, natural over-ripeness, etc. So!I used up three fruits with one recipe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRIPLE DELIGHT FRUIT CRISP        Oven 350 deg.   baking time - approx. 45 min&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a 9x13" pan, place &lt;strong&gt;about 2 cups each of cut-up apples, rhubarb, &amp; peaches, &lt;/strong&gt;arranging as evenly as possible.  Over them, sprinkle &lt;strong&gt;about 1 teasp. cinnamon &amp; 1/2-1 cup of sugar&lt;/strong&gt;, depending on whether or not you like a tart flavor.  Over the fruits &amp; spices, spread the &lt;strong&gt;topping, &lt;/strong&gt;which is mixed like pie crust (do not use a mixer):&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;             1 1/2 cups br. sugar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;              1 1/2 cups flour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;              3/4 cup soft butter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake, checking after about 30 min., until the fruits are starting to bubble &amp; the outside edges of the topping start getting darkish brown.  Ideally, serve while warm, although the flavors make it good anytime, crisp or not.  Some like whipped cream, 1/2 and 1/2, or ice cream as toppings over the topping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You perhaps noticed my penchant for non-absolute terms (about, as evenly as possible, depending on, etc. )  Kind of like the world of medicine in that regard (although I would like that world to contain only absolutes, so you can see I'm totally out of the world of reality on that score).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-112603138445452844?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112603138445452844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=112603138445452844' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112603138445452844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112603138445452844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2005/09/triple-delight-fruit-crisp.html' title='Triple Delight Fruit Crisp'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-112591689171727440</id><published>2005-09-05T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T03:41:31.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new (to me) &amp; possibly interesting word</title><content type='html'>ULTRAIST:  person who takes an extreme view of something, as in "Barbi is an ultraist if she thinks this blogging thing is going to fly."  Other forms:  ULTRAISM, ULTRAISTIC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-112591689171727440?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112591689171727440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=112591689171727440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112591689171727440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112591689171727440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-to-me-possibly-interesting-word.html' title='new (to me) &amp; possibly interesting word'/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-112526327816913809</id><published>2005-08-28T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T14:16:27.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Should be FUN!</title><content type='html'>Barbi here, favorite youngest daughter to Grandma Barb. Grandma and I are creating this unique blog. Everything was going smoothly until we saw how the title came out: Everything You Didn't KNow You Wan. Apparently there was a size limit-- something we didn't know we wanted to know (that catgory of items is looming large about now). The full title, in case you didn't guess, was to be "Grandma Barb's "Everything You Didn't Know You Wanted to Know."" So we tried again with the ingenious title you see above, with some inspiration from Kari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This website is my brainchild, intended to provide an outlet for Grandma Barb's unbridled creativity, wit, compassion, and discretionary time. We're not too sure yet whether this is the proper vehicle. It could be that we'll be looking for a place that allows longer titles and more flexibility....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vision is that the site will allow guests to access information about the following array of fascinating topics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Barb's Lose/Win challenge (where Grandma Barb loses unwanted pounds and you win fabulous prizes by guessing how many) (42.5 pounds, and counting and/or holding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSTIWSWFACAGS News (you can't help but be intrigued now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandchildren Updates: learn what's happening in your cousins' lives (assuming that Grandma Barb is your grandma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book reviews: Learn what Grandma Barb and her associates think about the books they may or may not have read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recipes: Usually for decadence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vocabulary builder: Grandma can feature a new and useful word every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pillow Possibilities: As many of you know, Grandma Barb's pillow creations are state-renowned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check in anytime to see how this project is faring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-112526327816913809?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112526327816913809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=112526327816913809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112526327816913809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112526327816913809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-should-be-fun.html' title='This Should be FUN!'/><author><name>brburk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09089848043177733150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15900045.post-112526286251241586</id><published>2005-08-23T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T14:01:02.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gram barb here with my initial posting, which could very well be my last, due to lack of inspiration or something.&lt;br /&gt;I let Barbi create this "thing" w/o seriously taking it seriously, but who knows? If I get any postings, history could be made!&lt;br /&gt;For now, know that I'd like to know "stuff" from you-all, so I can comment on it. Do we have a deal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15900045-112526286251241586?l=gbstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112526286251241586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15900045&amp;postID=112526286251241586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112526286251241586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15900045/posts/default/112526286251241586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gbstuff.blogspot.com/2005/08/gram-barb-here-with-my-initial-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Grandma Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08933136984301388800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
