<?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-6952843083969208792</id><updated>2011-10-11T19:58:36.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Basque Lady</title><subtitle type='html'>"Open Mind,
 Strong Body,
 Beautiful Soul."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>337</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-1572296896164987269</id><published>2011-04-25T10:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T17:16:17.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"How sweet it is"</title><content type='html'>"Said her name was a hand me down name&lt;br /&gt;From the side of the family that long ago came&lt;br /&gt;Over here on a boat from somewhere in Spain&lt;br /&gt;Sounded to me just a little bit strange, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;But I have to admit, it felt good on my lips."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tim McGraw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-1572296896164987269?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1572296896164987269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=1572296896164987269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1572296896164987269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1572296896164987269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-basque-lady.html' title='&quot;How sweet it is&quot;'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-1119417017717036181</id><published>2011-04-18T21:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:07:16.589-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meditation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.insightmeditation.org.nz/wiki/uploads/Main/meditation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 457px; height: 304px;" src="http://www.insightmeditation.org.nz/wiki/uploads/Main/meditation.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lay down to rest this evening, I have two thoughts: how the air smells of the first springtime&lt;br /&gt;Rain and Meditation. I have thought about meditation, as well as attempted, for years. I have even &lt;br /&gt;had success. Two times. Both brief. One more significant than the other, but still.. I'm counting them &lt;br /&gt;both. It is an ancient practice. A practice with SIGNIFICANT benefit. It costs nothing, no supplies needed, &lt;br /&gt;and it resides within us individually. So, why the difficulty? Why is connecting with that place such a &lt;br /&gt;foreign concept? It is right there. Inside of us.We have the power to heal our own minds with the stillness&lt;br /&gt; of our thoughts!  It is within our grasp if we just open our hand.... &lt;br /&gt;Yea... I got nothin'. Maybe that's why those who can't meditate... Buy shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-1119417017717036181?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1119417017717036181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=1119417017717036181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1119417017717036181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1119417017717036181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2011/04/meditation.html' title='Meditation'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-7388846736376729752</id><published>2011-04-10T13:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T13:11:06.631-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brene Brown: The power of vulnerability | Video on TED.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/brene_brown_on_vulnerability.html"&gt;Brene Brown: The power of vulnerability | Video on TED.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A must watch. A great talk about expanding personal perception&lt;br /&gt;on connection and vulnerablity. "Connection is why we are here. &lt;br /&gt;It's what gives purpose and meaning to our lives."&lt;br /&gt;"To connect we have to allow ourselves to be seen. Really seen."&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this. It's really lovely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-7388846736376729752?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7388846736376729752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=7388846736376729752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7388846736376729752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7388846736376729752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2011/04/brene-brown-power-of-vulnerability.html' title='Brene Brown: The power of vulnerability | Video on TED.com'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-6061747472757450967</id><published>2011-04-09T16:23:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T16:43:03.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spooning</title><content type='html'>Love is a complete head fuck. Whether it&lt;br /&gt;be loving yourself or another. Relationships, &lt;br /&gt;with ourselves, family,  or chosen ones, are&lt;br /&gt;the most difficult things we do. With that&lt;br /&gt;said: "head-fuckery is a dish best served&lt;br /&gt;with two spoons."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-6061747472757450967?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/6061747472757450967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=6061747472757450967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6061747472757450967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6061747472757450967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-is-complete-head-fuck.html' title='Spooning'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-5034751555558464830</id><published>2011-04-08T21:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T21:39:47.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I long, as does every human being,&lt;br /&gt;to be at home wherever I find myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Maya Angelou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-5034751555558464830?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/5034751555558464830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=5034751555558464830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5034751555558464830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5034751555558464830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-long-as-does-every-human-being-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-4289417482637526689</id><published>2011-03-29T08:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T08:39:47.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ganesh You"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://stockmarkettoday.in/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/ganpati.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://stockmarkettoday.in/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/ganpati.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ancient yogic text, The Bhagavad Gita, says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~It is better to live your own destiny imperfectly than &lt;br /&gt;  to live an imitation of somebody else's life with perfection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-4289417482637526689?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/4289417482637526689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=4289417482637526689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4289417482637526689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4289417482637526689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2011/03/ganesh-you.html' title='&quot;Ganesh You&quot;'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-2146892689223580123</id><published>2011-03-28T19:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T20:10:58.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Edged Sword</title><content type='html'>'Across the broad continent of a woman's life falls the shadow of a sword. On one side of that sword there lies convention&lt;br /&gt;and tradition and order, "where all is correct." But on the other side of that sword, if you're crazy enough to cross it and &lt;br /&gt;choose a life that does not follow convention, "all is confusion. Nothing follows a regular course."'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Virginia Woolf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-2146892689223580123?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/2146892689223580123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=2146892689223580123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2146892689223580123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2146892689223580123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2011/03/double-edged-sword.html' title='Double Edged Sword'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-5746416251328260602</id><published>2011-03-24T10:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T23:27:14.252-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spillage</title><content type='html'>- I think I can. I think I can.&lt;br /&gt;- If you can't talk and work.. Shut the F@&amp;$ up. &lt;br /&gt;no one is paying you for your jibber. Trust me. No one.&lt;br /&gt; - keep coming back to lilacs&lt;br /&gt;- sigh&lt;br /&gt;- miss acupuncture &lt;br /&gt;- wonder if money will be on the forefront of my mind forever&lt;br /&gt;- life is so short, so why is opening your heart so debilitating for people? I know heart surgery &lt;br /&gt;and if only there were a treatment. However, if we identified broken hearts as an emergency... The sirens would never stop&lt;br /&gt;- when I don't know what to do.. I bake.. Huge bake... And sometimes sing at the top of my lungs...to Lyle Lovett&lt;br /&gt;- Love is like fire. Absence is like wind. Huge love-the wind intensifies the fire. Weak love-the wind extinguishes it&lt;br /&gt;- fade into you...&lt;br /&gt;- izzy stinks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-5746416251328260602?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/5746416251328260602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=5746416251328260602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5746416251328260602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5746416251328260602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2011/03/spillage.html' title='Spillage'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-8950484689017343157</id><published>2010-12-13T16:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T20:08:24.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.treehugger.com/santa-reading283746234.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 358px;" src="http://www.treehugger.com/santa-reading283746234.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dearest Santa, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's been a while since we have spoken.&lt;br /&gt;I still kinda believe and hoping you feel the same. I realize I&lt;br /&gt;spend the majority of the time on the naughty list. Sorry bout that.&lt;br /&gt;However, this Christtmas I would like a new life. Ya see, I'm not very good&lt;br /&gt;at the one that I have. I promise to take better care of the next one...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Santa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;Little Basque Lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s.&lt;br /&gt;The next one should probably have a large closet.. &lt;br /&gt;And a fireplace might be nice too. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the cookies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-8950484689017343157?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/8950484689017343157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=8950484689017343157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8950484689017343157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8950484689017343157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/12/santa-letter.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-3634786238186590810</id><published>2010-12-10T09:56:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T10:32:37.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of OUTCRY CAMPAIGN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TQJjx-2dpKI/AAAAAAAAAmk/_EVx7Z3iEKY/s1600/154806_168549996516489_166647026706786_334972_2296218_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TQJjx-2dpKI/AAAAAAAAAmk/_EVx7Z3iEKY/s320/154806_168549996516489_166647026706786_334972_2296218_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549107401210045602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team in DC has been out the State office 24 hours a day since Monday morning!  We found out this morning their base camp is just outside Sec. of State Clinton's office window!  She has been looking down and aware all week!  &lt;br /&gt;And the online campaign has been amazing!  I plead that you &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Outcry-for-Congo/166647026706786"&gt;join&lt;/a&gt; and post a pic on our last day to really make a final day impact!  OUR VOICES ARE BEING HEARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TQJkGCaAQEI/AAAAAAAAAms/5-KTK4dgpkM/s1600/63643_168539589850863_166647026706786_334948_5479059_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TQJkGCaAQEI/AAAAAAAAAms/5-KTK4dgpkM/s400/63643_168539589850863_166647026706786_334948_5479059_s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549107745761804354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Generose.  She sent her voice to be heard from Congo.  Her husband and son shot, her leg cut off and fed to her children, her daughter taken from her by a militia group.. she doesn't know what happened to her.  She has stood up and sent her voice from Congo.  You should too, click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Outcry-for-Congo/166647026706786"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and post your photo today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-3634786238186590810?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/3634786238186590810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=3634786238186590810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3634786238186590810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3634786238186590810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-day-of-outcry-campaign.html' title='Last Day of OUTCRY CAMPAIGN'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TQJjx-2dpKI/AAAAAAAAAmk/_EVx7Z3iEKY/s72-c/154806_168549996516489_166647026706786_334972_2296218_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-3547366443713577222</id><published>2010-12-06T11:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T11:35:23.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUTCRY FOR CONGO</title><content type='html'>Dec. 6-10 Lisa Shannon and some dedicated souls are bearing the cold in Washington D.C. with an outcry to Sec. of State Clinton.&lt;br /&gt;They will be there with their signs round the clock! Those of us that aren't able to stand with them physically shall have our stand in virtually!  Join in!  Show up for Congo!  Get your friends and family involved!  All photos will be made into a book for the Secretary!  THIS IS IMPORTANT! CLICK &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Outcry-for-Congo/166647026706786#%21/pages/Outcry-for-Congo/166647026706786"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; TO JOIN OUTCRY FOR CONGO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TP0q-WN3BrI/AAAAAAAAAmU/G4zZp_s8Ses/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 378px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TP0q-WN3BrI/AAAAAAAAAmU/G4zZp_s8Ses/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547637566594287282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-3547366443713577222?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/3547366443713577222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=3547366443713577222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3547366443713577222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3547366443713577222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/12/outcry-for-congo.html' title='OUTCRY FOR CONGO'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TP0q-WN3BrI/AAAAAAAAAmU/G4zZp_s8Ses/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-8110818241979231412</id><published>2010-11-28T12:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T13:00:10.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My plea...</title><content type='html'>Please, please... Don't make me go back to the Mormons....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-8110818241979231412?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/8110818241979231412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=8110818241979231412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8110818241979231412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8110818241979231412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-plea.html' title='My plea...'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-8794070838360787429</id><published>2010-10-17T13:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T18:32:42.637-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Men are from mars.. Women are crazy</title><content type='html'>- I have been thinking in haiku&lt;br /&gt;- I know what women want.. But what is the secret about men? What is it they want?&lt;br /&gt;- It is cloudy and beautiful and smells like fall&lt;br /&gt;- I can not pay my bills.... Yet I have managed to think about redecoration, remodel, transformation,&lt;br /&gt;And made two impressive wish lists for a fall wardrobe on Anthropologie&lt;br /&gt;And Nordstrom...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-8794070838360787429?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/8794070838360787429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=8794070838360787429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8794070838360787429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8794070838360787429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/10/men-are-from-mars-women-are-crazy.html' title='Men are from mars.. Women are crazy'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-8393383839482967121</id><published>2010-10-02T17:08:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T17:11:24.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RFCW Connecticut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TKe7lNld0gI/AAAAAAAAAmM/IBdkZ-lMFQA/s1600/run_for_congo_CT_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TKe7lNld0gI/AAAAAAAAAmM/IBdkZ-lMFQA/s400/run_for_congo_CT_logo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523589715969561090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get a plane ticket!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-8393383839482967121?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/8393383839482967121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=8393383839482967121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8393383839482967121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8393383839482967121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/10/rfcw.html' title='RFCW Connecticut'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TKe7lNld0gI/AAAAAAAAAmM/IBdkZ-lMFQA/s72-c/run_for_congo_CT_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-3013419591103828654</id><published>2010-10-02T16:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T17:03:00.742-06:00</updated><title type='text'>'Dear Colleague' Letter to Secretary Clinton</title><content type='html'>Via Lisa Shannon &lt;a href="http://athousandsisters.com/blog/"&gt;http://athousandsisters.com/blog/&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve done it! Due to your overwhelming support of our letter to Secretary Clinton, Rep. David Wu (Oregon) has authored a “Dear Colleague” letter, calling on his fellow House Members to join him in calling on Secretary Clinton to form a comprehensive plan to end the violence in Congo.  The letter is thorough, based on diplomatic solutions, and has been vetted by many policy experts.  See text below. It is posted on a House of Representatives Dear Colleague online service for your Rep’s easy access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is OUR moment. Own it. YOU made this happen. This is the moment to let our government know we are serious about solutions for Congo.  Please join me in contacting your representative and urge them to sign onto Rep. Wu’s letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ideas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Call the office and ask who the staff is that deals with Congo/ Africa. (Upper left hand corner- http://www.house.gov/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ask to talk with them. Let them know about the letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Print out the 700+ messages posted below here, write a cover letter, and hand deliver (or mail) it to your representative’s office. Up the ante by getting your friends to sign your cover letter, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking points: There is a robust movement for Congo, and you are a part of it. List all the things you have done for Congo (sponsor, run, pray with your community, organize on campus). List which groups you belong to (church, student groups, moms, groups). This letter is CRITICAL and SOLID, non-partisan, diplomatic policy. Speak from your heart. Urge them to sign onto the letter.  They’re too busy? Remind them the stakes could not be higher, and the letter deserves their House Member’s time. Women in Congo can’t wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember you are developing a positive, ongoing relationship with this person. Thank them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at you change the world, sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Colleague,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please join me in sending the following letter to Secretary of State Hillary Clinton urging renewed action to end violence against women and children and resolve the ongoing conflict in eastern Congo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, the United Nations reported on the systematic rape of over 500 women by armed combatants in eastern Congo during the month of August. The report further details how the U.N. Mission in Congo learned of attacks around the village of Luvungi days after they took place and were unable to provide protection to the civilians in the region. These horrific acts must not be tolerated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nature of the increasing violence in Congo, in particular violence against women and children, demands a renewed response from the United States and the international community. While the United States continues to provide humanitarian and other assistance to support the country’s transition to democracy and its healthcare and education infrastructure, there is more we can do to help stop the violence in eastern Congo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will join me in asking Secretary Clinton’s assistance in implementing this set of measures to protect civilians, disarm and reintegrate militias, stop the flow of conflict minerals and bring an end to the conflict in eastern Congo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sign on to the letter, or if you any questions or concerns, please contact Steve Marx in Congressman Wu’s office at 503-326-2901 or via email at stephen.marx@mail.house.gov. Thank you very much for your consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October XX, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secretary Hillary Rodham Clinton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Department of State&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2201 C Street NW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washington, DC  20520&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Secretary Clinton,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We write to you to express our concerns over the conflict in the Democratic Republic of Congo and to request renewed action from the State Department to prevent further violence against women and children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were shocked and dismayed to learn of the mass rapes and violence that took place in eastern Congo and in particular around the village of Luvungi during August 2010. Furthermore, we are disappointed by the recent report from the United Nations on September 9, 2010, that details how the U.N. mission in Congo learned of the attack on Luvungi days after it took place and was unable to provide protection for the civilians in the region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We appreciate the work you have done to support the country’s transition to democracy and to strengthen its healthcare and education systems. In addition to the humanitarian assistance that the United States currently provides, we support the Fiscal Year 2011 Economic Support Funds to support the government of Congo’s stabilization and recovery program, as well as the International Military Education and Training program to train Congolese officers. However, the nature of the increasing violence in Congo, and in particular the violence against women and children, demands a renewed response from the United States and the international community. Toward this end, we respectfully request action on the following items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the U.S. should coordinate with donor governments and the Congolese government to spearhead a comprehensive security sector reform (SSR) plan for the Congolese army, as part of a package to include training of multiple battalions; payment reform; barracks construction; and streamlining of large, unwieldy battalions. The time is ripe for such reform due to donors’ improved SSR coordination mechanism and the Congolese government’s welcoming of an increased U.S. role in SSR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, the U.S. should help devise a targeted strategy to disarm the Democratic Forces for the Liberation of Rwanda (FLDR). The FDLR is responsible for much of the most horrific violence in Congo, while providing an excuse for the existence and criminal behavior for nearly every other armed group in Eastern Congo. A focused effort is needed to target senior FDLR leadership, reintegrate mid-level FDLR officers, and arrest and sanction FDLR leaders and funding sources abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, the U.S. should help create a multi-stakeholder certification process for conflict minerals, in partnership with the governments of Congo and Rwanda. Following the passage of legislation on conflict minerals as part of the Dodd-Frank Wall Street reform bill, a certification process with independent monitoring is the necessary next step to stop the flow of conflict minerals that continue to provide funds to the FDLR and other militias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, we believe that the administration should appoint a Special Envoy to the Great Lakes to work directly with heads of state in the region on a regular basis to address the key security issues of the region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We understand that it will take a sustained effort from the international community on multiple fronts to resolve this conflict and are committed to ensuring that the United States lives up to its role as the world’s leader on human rights. As members of Congress, we look forward to working with you to implement these measures and bring hope to the innocent women and children of eastern Congo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you in advance for your time and consideration. We look forward to your response and renewed focus on this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I am in the process of contacting as many house rep. as I can.  I will be hand delivering a letter to the rep. of &lt;br /&gt;my district.  I have written him before... let's see him ignore my face.  So, it takes just a minute doesn't cost a thing, and speaks volumes. Contact your Rep. by phone, email, or letter and urge him to sign on with Rep. Wu.  If you don't know your Rep. here is help. &lt;a href="http://www.house.gov"&gt;www.house.gov&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-3013419591103828654?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/3013419591103828654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=3013419591103828654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3013419591103828654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3013419591103828654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/10/dear-colleague-letter-to-secretary.html' title='&apos;Dear Colleague&apos; Letter to Secretary Clinton'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-4981682730749426810</id><published>2010-09-05T13:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T13:55:46.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting voices on the ground</title><content type='html'>We at A Thousand Sisters are trying to raise 3500.00 for on the ground activist rallies to end the impunity in Congo. &lt;br /&gt;This group initiative has been vetted and endorsed by Ben Affleck's Eastern Congo initiative. Even a couple bucks makes a impact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.globalgiving.org/projects/assistance-for-sexual-violence-survivors-in-congo"&gt;http://www.globalgiving.org/projects/assistance-for-sexual-violence-survivors-in-congo&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-4981682730749426810?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/4981682730749426810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=4981682730749426810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4981682730749426810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4981682730749426810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/09/putting-voices-on-ground.html' title='Putting voices on the ground'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-5057732790852887669</id><published>2010-09-04T16:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T16:24:30.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A blog that features a photographer and her work telling of the atrocities of war.  I am amazed by her dedication and talent. She is a member of my beloved A Thousand Sisters and is really 'showing up' for the Congo.&lt;br /&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.sonya-melescu.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.sonya-melescu.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-5057732790852887669?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/5057732790852887669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=5057732790852887669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5057732790852887669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5057732790852887669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-that-features-photographer-and-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-5840481088872226288</id><published>2010-08-28T15:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T15:29:48.388-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you rewrite the story or just add new chapters?</title><content type='html'>- Spain, Greece, Italy, maybe Ireland....&lt;br /&gt;- Costa rica, Puerto Rico, maybe Bali...&lt;br /&gt;- Paddleboarding, kayak, canoe...&lt;br /&gt;- Bike riding, meditating walks, beautiful meals and drinks...&lt;br /&gt;- Creative: classes, painting, pottery, flowers...&lt;br /&gt;- Dancing, Singing, loads of laughter...&lt;br /&gt;- Plants, gardens, creating a home...&lt;br /&gt;- Nourishing: me, you, us, our life....&lt;br /&gt;- Tambourine, harmonica, maybe string instrument...&lt;br /&gt;- Regaining fitness &amp; focus, being active, healthy, happy...&lt;br /&gt;- More Congo, activism, nonprofit, maybe group counseling...&lt;br /&gt;- Beauty: outside, inside, all around....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-5840481088872226288?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/5840481088872226288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=5840481088872226288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5840481088872226288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5840481088872226288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/08/do-you-rewrite-story-or-just-add-new.html' title='Do you rewrite the story or just add new chapters?'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-3080244623595164605</id><published>2010-07-16T19:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T19:07:28.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflict Minerals legislation passed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.enoughproject.org/blogs/congress-passes-conflict-minerals-legislation"&gt;http://www.enoughproject.org/blogs/congress-passes-conflict-minerals-legislation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a big step in the right direction.  Really, exciting news. More to come from LBL on the complexity of &lt;br /&gt;conflict minerals and the Congo conflict... stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-3080244623595164605?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/3080244623595164605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=3080244623595164605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3080244623595164605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3080244623595164605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/07/conflict-minerals-legislation-passed.html' title='Conflict Minerals legislation passed!'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-4051080671427145728</id><published>2010-07-14T17:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T18:12:18.968-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, Little Basque Lady.....</title><content type='html'>- Want to remind you to TAKE ACTION and sign the pledge at &lt;a href="http://www2.americanprogress.org/t/1684/campaign.jsp?campaign_KEY=6265"&gt;http://www2.americanprogress.org/t/1684/campaign.jsp?campaign_KEY=6265&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Wall Street Reform package is being voted on tomorrow...and it barely has enough votes to pass. Call your state senators today www.senate.gov to get their number, and urge them to support this bill to protect our economy and to ensure conflcit minerals legislation is maintained in full force and effect.&lt;a href="http://www.senate.gov/"&gt; http://www.senate.gov/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I feel as though I have not accomplished anything in days.&lt;br /&gt;- Feel heavy... In more ways than one.&lt;br /&gt;- Have been looking all day for a second job that would coordinate with the schedule of the first one.&lt;br /&gt;- Have the runaway feeling.  Want to getaway to paradise this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;- Feel like I have lost control of my life... &lt;br /&gt;- Afraid that the previous comment will lead to a drastic change in my hair style.&lt;br /&gt;- Lonely.&lt;br /&gt;- Did request info regarding more schooling.... which leads me to student loans... which leads me to panic... which leads me to the loss of control... which may lead to new hair...&lt;br /&gt;- Want to be in a better position.. I have been in this one way too long and I never liked it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;- Remember fondly a time when I had muscle tone.&lt;br /&gt;- Again, want to getaway, runaway... to paradise... asap..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-4051080671427145728?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/4051080671427145728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=4051080671427145728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4051080671427145728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4051080671427145728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/07/today-little-basque-lady.html' title='Today, Little Basque Lady.....'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-3133087165502251120</id><published>2010-07-13T21:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T21:10:24.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Action for the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TD0qmiwAgoI/AAAAAAAAAl4/iPNPO12j3NY/s1600/41578_115802138467702_5226_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TD0qmiwAgoI/AAAAAAAAAl4/iPNPO12j3NY/s400/41578_115802138467702_5226_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493593962113434242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to take action! For our first Action of the Week, we're going to send a pledge to 21 of the biggest electronics companies, urging them to remove conflict minerals from their products. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a powerful, simple action we can all take to change the cost/ benefit for militias funded by illegal mining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you take conflict out of your electronics, I will buy them!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the link below to go to the Enough Project's Raise Hope for Congo to sign the pledge. You're encouraged to modify the language to make it your own. Don't forget to sign your name to the bottom of your message, and to invite your family and friends to participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.americanprogress.org/t/1684/campaign.jsp?campaign_KEY=6265"&gt;http://www2.americanprogress.org/t/1684/campaign.jsp?campaign_KEY=6265&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-3133087165502251120?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/3133087165502251120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=3133087165502251120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3133087165502251120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3133087165502251120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/07/action-for-week.html' title='Action for the Week'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TD0qmiwAgoI/AAAAAAAAAl4/iPNPO12j3NY/s72-c/41578_115802138467702_5226_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-1501037119806449283</id><published>2010-07-04T12:21:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T12:29:38.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My, A Thousand Sisters, story.</title><content type='html'>On '&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=133741183313274&amp;ref=ts"&gt;A Thousand Sisters' facebook page&lt;/a&gt;, we are encouraging people to tell their story that lead them to becoming a 'sister' and/or sponsoring a sister with WFW.  Here is mine in a nutshell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Christmas Day.  I was alone.  I felt alone.  I had been watching the sentimental Christmas movies that are shown yearly on the cable channels.  That certainly was not helping.  While channel surfing,  I just happened to stop and watch an Oprah rerun.  I saw Lisa.  I heard her story.  I identified.  I really identified.  I was completely drawn in.  I was so enveloped in the stories that I forgot my surroundings.  Upon completion of the show, I  was, once again, consciously aware and I realized I was sobbing.  I also realized I had been called to action.  There was women to be sponsored and work to be done.  I have been involved with different community action events before, but this... This was different.  It was where I was supposed to be.  It was exactly what I was supposed to be doing. &lt;br /&gt; So, it began....&lt;br /&gt;I opened my computer and sponsored a sister with Women for Women.   I emailed and called anyone I had contact with to encourage (pleaded with) them to do the same.  Some really 'showed up,' and some didn't.  I would talk about it non-stop with family and friends; at work and social functions, still do.  Am grateful for the support of those so close to me, you know who you are.  I did book clubs. I sent more emails.  I contacted Jennifer Morabito and any other network I could find, requesting to do more.  To be more involved.  I just knew that with my medical knowledge I would have to be of some sort of help, somewhere.  More than that... I had SO much love to give.  I had SO much desire. That had to count for something.  I read 'Half the Sky,' and A Thousand Sisters.  Both of which changed my world.  I was connecting, getting support, and building strong friendships with amazing people through the power of facebook.   Still, something wasn't right.  I would evaluate and reevaluate.  I had sponsored a sister.  I wanted to help someone, from anywhere. I wanted to do more. I was getting the word out.  Still, I needed to do more.  I felt as though my energies needed to be placed somewhere specific. I was feeling some sort of pull, but didn't feel as though I had truly found my voice.  I couldn't put my finger on it.  The reality being, it was my voice that was showing me where my heart had been.... The Congo.  The DRC is what I was continually talking, informing, reading, and protesting about.  With these sisters is where I have been all along and where I am meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am.  Here we are.  Involved in an opportunity to use our voices, our hearts, and our desire.  We are sisters (and misters) supporting, loving, and making a difference for our sisters in the Congo.  It is a community.  It is a family.  It is a movement.  I am so grateful to be included in this journey with all of you.  Love and light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little basque lady&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-1501037119806449283?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1501037119806449283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=1501037119806449283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1501037119806449283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1501037119806449283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-thousand-sisters-story.html' title='My, A Thousand Sisters, story.'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-8134081337005103121</id><published>2010-07-03T08:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T08:56:31.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You always thought you would change the world.  You were right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TC9PBj9FQ9I/AAAAAAAAAlo/mYsnXZLZSGs/s1600/Lisa+Christine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TC9PBj9FQ9I/AAAAAAAAAlo/mYsnXZLZSGs/s400/Lisa+Christine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489693359037826002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a Thousand Sisters we take mass atrocity seriously.  We aim to stop it by doing two things, at minimum, once a month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1: We relate to it like it is happening to our own families.  We sponsor “sisters” through Women for Women International.  (Or we Run for Congo Women.  Or write a message of support.  Or host a gathering for our sisters.  Or include Congolese people in our prayers.  We host an A Thousand Sisters bookclub.  Or whatever other creative thing we can think of. )&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: We change the cost benefit equation for the perpetrators.  We leverage the clout we’ve built through Step 1, through strategic monthly actions on key levers, with the aim of stopping the violence.  We post on Facebook, contact our representatives, corporations, or other governmental officials. We take action, demonstrate, photograph it, film it…then share the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become part of an amazing new family of women and men who will be here until the atrocities cease.  How?  For starters, you can join us in our Facebook group, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=133741183313274"&gt;A Thousand Sisters&lt;/a&gt;.  From there, you will receive information and updates on how you can help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congo is just the beginning.  We'll pound on the right doors until they open.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-8134081337005103121?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/8134081337005103121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=8134081337005103121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8134081337005103121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8134081337005103121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-always-thought-you-would-change.html' title='You always thought you would change the world.  You were right.'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TC9PBj9FQ9I/AAAAAAAAAlo/mYsnXZLZSGs/s72-c/Lisa+Christine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-2316155276118341847</id><published>2010-06-30T22:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:27:27.589-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Week for Congo and an email of thanks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.enoughproject.org/blogs/most-important-day-congo-congress-years"&gt;http://www.enoughproject.org/blogs/most-important-day-congo-congress-years&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.enoughproject.org/blogs/congress-tackles-conflict-minerals-financial-reform-bill"&gt;http://www.enoughproject.org/blogs/congress-tackles-conflict-minerals-financial-reform-bill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note of thanks was sent by me to Senator Dodd, the committee chairman, as well as a thank note to each of the committee members that backed this important language concerning the minerals deriving from the DRC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Senator Dodd, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank you as committee chairman for leaving the Congo language to back audits and penalties as part of the financial reform bill.  45,000 lives per month lost due to the casualties of a war fueled by conflict minerals.  A penny more per product is surely worth the cost of saving human lives.  You have my appreciation in backing this important language and leading a bipartisan committee to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Ande Uriguen'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-2316155276118341847?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/2316155276118341847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=2316155276118341847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2316155276118341847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2316155276118341847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-week-for-congo-and-email-of-thanks.html' title='Good Week for Congo and an email of thanks.'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-7391300748542554348</id><published>2010-06-14T20:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T20:44:08.624-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEALTH&lt;br /&gt;A Dirt-Poor Nation, With a Health Plan&lt;br /&gt;By DONALD G. McNEIL Jr.&lt;br /&gt;Published: June 14, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Ninety-two percent of Rwanda is covered by a national health plan, and the premiums are $2 a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/15/health/policy/15rwanda.html"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/15/health/policy/15rwanda.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-7391300748542554348?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7391300748542554348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=7391300748542554348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7391300748542554348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7391300748542554348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/06/interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-2648537258095907267</id><published>2010-06-14T18:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T19:04:23.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt Lake Run For Congo Women 5K Run/Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TBbRkOWFy8I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HkYMG9zFWig/s1600/run_for_congo_logo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TBbRkOWFy8I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HkYMG9zFWig/s320/run_for_congo_logo2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482800016626404290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have such mixed feelings right now.  I did not know about this run.  I am broken hearted as for I will not be able to be apart of it.  I didn't know that Run for Congo women had a event in Utah.  I have talked months ago with the coordinator at Run for Congo Women and she told me that there were no runs in Utah and they had no current plans to do one in the area.  Through varies emails I told her I would not let her forget me and that it was important to have a run here.  Well, now they have one so I am grateful for that.  I do, however, feel frustrated.  Blah, Blah, Blah... zip it little basque lady. Bottom line.. there is a run and I hope they generate a lot of participation.  With that said, if you are in the area  go participate.  It will be good for you and great for Congo Women.   IT IS THIS SATURDAY MORNING, JUNE 19 @ 9AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://saltlakerfcw.eventbrite.com/"&gt;http://saltlakerfcw.eventbrite.com/ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-2648537258095907267?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/2648537258095907267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=2648537258095907267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2648537258095907267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2648537258095907267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/06/salt-lake-run-for-congo-women-5k.html' title='Salt Lake Run For Congo Women 5K Run/Walk'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TBbRkOWFy8I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HkYMG9zFWig/s72-c/run_for_congo_logo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-7451100699737455806</id><published>2010-06-14T18:17:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:27:25.577-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Pole Pole Foundation.  Amazing work done in the Congo by my friend Dominique.   Yet another individual who astonishes me with their selflessness, bravery, and overall goodness.   Check out this amazing foundation here: &lt;a href="http://www.great-apes.com/popof/"&gt;http://www.great-apes.com/popof/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TBbHUThBWAI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ZSAikFfSARU/s1600/dom_john_office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TBbHUThBWAI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ZSAikFfSARU/s400/dom_john_office.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482788748020242434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bright, shining activist talks about Pole Pole, it's importance, and her love for the organization, on her blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://my-ripple-of-hope.blogspot.com/2010/06/pole-pole-foundation.html"&gt;http://my-ripple-of-hope.blogspot.com/2010/06/pole-pole-foundation.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TBbIOY4z1EI/AAAAAAAAAlY/K8f6c0xa6bw/s1600/me+and+mauricio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TBbIOY4z1EI/AAAAAAAAAlY/K8f6c0xa6bw/s320/me+and+mauricio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482789745894609986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-7451100699737455806?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7451100699737455806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=7451100699737455806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7451100699737455806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7451100699737455806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/06/pole-pole-foundation.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TBbHUThBWAI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ZSAikFfSARU/s72-c/dom_john_office.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-4789295088734728655</id><published>2010-06-13T20:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T20:36:49.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever feel like you need a do over?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-4789295088734728655?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/4789295088734728655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=4789295088734728655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4789295088734728655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4789295088734728655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/06/ever-feel-like-you-need-do-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-7864960977154365162</id><published>2010-06-07T11:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T11:23:28.521-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Movin' and Groovin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/DjJ4CZ2E514/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DjJ4CZ2E514&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DjJ4CZ2E514&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found this video.... randomly...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know any of these people. &lt;br /&gt;That's a lie.  I do.... and I love them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-7864960977154365162?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7864960977154365162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=7864960977154365162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7864960977154365162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7864960977154365162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/06/movin-and-groovin.html' title='Movin&apos; and Groovin&apos;'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-5116367786911542224</id><published>2010-06-06T10:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T11:08:17.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TAvU4X3coOI/AAAAAAAAAlI/37vNTd6FyJg/s1600/nick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TAvU4X3coOI/AAAAAAAAAlI/37vNTd6FyJg/s320/nick.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479707436570681570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas Kristof, just when I cannot be more amazed by his strength, courage, and insight. . .  He shares a recent personal struggle that has us all reevaluating.  I have said it before and I am saying it again.  You just NEVER now.  Treasure what you choose NOW.  Make you life what you want NOW.  Love big and whole... NOW.  Care for you. . . mind, body, and spirit.  You only have one you.  Be conscious of what surrounds you and what you put in to that one body.  Care about your health. . . Care about your heart. . . Care about your soul. . . NOW.&lt;br /&gt; Thank you, Nick, for sharing your story and we wish you a full, quick, recovery. We look forward to hearing your voice and reading your work for many years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/06/opinion/06kristof.html"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/06/opinion/06kristof.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-5116367786911542224?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/5116367786911542224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=5116367786911542224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5116367786911542224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5116367786911542224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/06/nicholas-kristof-just-when-i-cannot-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TAvU4X3coOI/AAAAAAAAAlI/37vNTd6FyJg/s72-c/nick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-260625891711448115</id><published>2010-06-04T21:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:56:54.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Way to go Letters to Congo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TAnK_cqKPbI/AAAAAAAAAlA/OYMx6PBLEQk/s1600/29067_1473869287373_1252894080_1291835_7350306_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TAnK_cqKPbI/AAAAAAAAAlA/OYMx6PBLEQk/s400/29067_1473869287373_1252894080_1291835_7350306_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479133613046513074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letters to Congo is able to follow who and when visitors come looking...&lt;br /&gt;Today, SOMEONE FROM THE OFFICE OF THE PRESIDENT WAS READING LETTERS TO CONGO!&lt;br /&gt;The word is spreading, interest is peaking!&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  I am so proud of the work of Monica.  We are trying so hard to push for legislation&lt;br /&gt;for the transparency of imports of conflict minerals.  We have been actively pleading... Intel, Apple, Nintendo,&lt;br /&gt;local representatives and state senators... you name it.. we are on it.  So grateful to have Lisa and Ann Shannon leading&lt;br /&gt;us with personal visits to silicone valley to protest the use of these minerals that cause such conflict in the Congo.  A big applause&lt;br /&gt;to the author of Letters to Congo.  You are efforts are making BIG WAVES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-260625891711448115?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/260625891711448115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=260625891711448115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/260625891711448115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/260625891711448115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/06/way-to-go-letters-to-congo.html' title='Way to go Letters to Congo'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/TAnK_cqKPbI/AAAAAAAAAlA/OYMx6PBLEQk/s72-c/29067_1473869287373_1252894080_1291835_7350306_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-7888323537566589535</id><published>2010-06-02T22:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T22:40:21.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So much to say...&lt;br /&gt;as usual, I am a day late and a dollar short.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-7888323537566589535?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7888323537566589535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=7888323537566589535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7888323537566589535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7888323537566589535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-much-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-5518753591872452606</id><published>2010-05-24T22:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T22:41:38.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflict Minerals 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aF-sJgcoY20&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aF-sJgcoY20&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This amazing video explains conflict minerals on a much more simple level.  I heart this video and its importance.  Has been very helpful to me and hope it is to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-5518753591872452606?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/5518753591872452606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=5518753591872452606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5518753591872452606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5518753591872452606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/05/conflict-minerals-101.html' title='Conflict Minerals 101'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-7822691592519942913</id><published>2010-05-24T10:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T11:44:54.495-06:00</updated><title type='text'>INTEL NEEDS YOUR PENNIES CAMPAIGN</title><content type='html'>I am now asking all of you to send Intel your pennies.  This is the new "Intel Needs Your Pennies" Campaign.  Dig into your pockets, your piggy banks, your car seats and the cracks in your sofa cushions, and send those pennies to Intel.  If you wish, include a little note asking Intel to support the Conflict Minerals Trade Act fully, AS WRITTEN.  Show them that you're willing to pay the extra penny per product for their corporation to go Conflict-Free.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S_q7AvURpzI/AAAAAAAAAkg/o1K1K0BbTm4/s1600/Intel-pennies-115x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 115px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S_q7AvURpzI/AAAAAAAAAkg/o1K1K0BbTm4/s320/Intel-pennies-115x300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474893918398162738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send your pennies to:&lt;br /&gt;Intel Corp.&lt;br /&gt;c/o Suzanne Fallender&lt;br /&gt;2200 Mission College Blvd.&lt;br /&gt;Santa Clara, CA 95054-1549&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it now!  The women and girls of the Congo need your help!  Insist on Conflict-Free electronics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-7822691592519942913?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7822691592519942913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=7822691592519942913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7822691592519942913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7822691592519942913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/05/intel-needs-your-pennies-campaign.html' title='INTEL NEEDS YOUR PENNIES CAMPAIGN'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S_q7AvURpzI/AAAAAAAAAkg/o1K1K0BbTm4/s72-c/Intel-pennies-115x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-7172898458359608586</id><published>2010-05-23T20:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:01:51.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S_nr4_HqJUI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/lM9fHjwu8qc/s1600/mooooney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S_nr4_HqJUI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/lM9fHjwu8qc/s320/mooooney.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474666186294306114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially super duper tired of worrying about money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;do you think this pic could pay any bills?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-7172898458359608586?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7172898458359608586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=7172898458359608586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7172898458359608586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7172898458359608586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-officially-super-duper-tired-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S_nr4_HqJUI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/lM9fHjwu8qc/s72-c/mooooney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-4060847945864629527</id><published>2010-05-19T20:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T20:55:00.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI3NDMyMzk4NTA4OCZwdD*xMjc*MzI*MDM1NjUxJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz1kNDE5MDg4MWQ5NWE*/ZTU1OGYwMTg5Y2I5NWI*Zjg1OSZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p198/kenda27/Book%20Covers/?action=view&amp;current=mightkillme.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p198/kenda27/Book%20Covers/mightkillme.jpg" border="0" alt="Wolves, Boys and Other Things That Might Kill Me"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note....&lt;br /&gt;A talented local author with a book release! This young adult novel is complimented with reviews that suggest an enjoyable read for a variety of ages. Pick it up and take joy in this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://amzn.com/0670011428"&gt;http://amzn.com/0670011428&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-4060847945864629527?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/4060847945864629527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=4060847945864629527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4060847945864629527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4060847945864629527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://www.enoughproject.org/conflict_minerals_trade_act"&gt;http://www.enoughproject.org/conflict_minerals_trade_act&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-6518092416311949336?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/6518092416311949336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=6518092416311949336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6518092416311949336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6518092416311949336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Send a letter. &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/cgjVk0"&gt;http://bit.ly/cgjVk0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-5143263262726061664?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/5143263262726061664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=5143263262726061664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5143263262726061664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5143263262726061664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-your-part.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S_C64e39YiI/AAAAAAAAAkI/W4_To3G5860/s72-c/30080_1472197452925_1473312193_31181416_7565458_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-7336962114344255459</id><published>2010-05-11T17:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T22:20:53.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S-osf1TFF6I/AAAAAAAAAjA/277IVpBFzTM/s1600/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S-osf1TFF6I/AAAAAAAAAjA/277IVpBFzTM/s400/IMG_0631.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470233622789560226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-7336962114344255459?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7336962114344255459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=7336962114344255459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7336962114344255459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7336962114344255459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S-osf1TFF6I/AAAAAAAAAjA/277IVpBFzTM/s72-c/IMG_0631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-4601890199766302999</id><published>2010-05-10T18:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T18:33:19.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S-iluL_UZvI/AAAAAAAAAi4/6fwsbEuoJeA/s1600/IMG_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S-iluL_UZvI/AAAAAAAAAi4/6fwsbEuoJeA/s400/IMG_0625.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469803960352401138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desert Swamp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-4601890199766302999?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/4601890199766302999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=4601890199766302999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4601890199766302999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4601890199766302999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/05/desert-swamp.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S-iluL_UZvI/AAAAAAAAAi4/6fwsbEuoJeA/s72-c/IMG_0625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-8034063140502663257</id><published>2010-05-09T16:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T16:20:50.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S-c1OpwQNmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/r1CTgU0rSfM/s1600/IMG_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S-c1OpwQNmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/r1CTgU0rSfM/s400/IMG_0634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469398798307440226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-8034063140502663257?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/8034063140502663257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=8034063140502663257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8034063140502663257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8034063140502663257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S-c1OpwQNmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/r1CTgU0rSfM/s72-c/IMG_0634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-4806338245707376146</id><published>2010-05-07T09:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T09:32:58.585-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lisa Shannon: the human cost of conflict minerals</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/U6L7hAx7NaM/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U6L7hAx7NaM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U6L7hAx7NaM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; love this video.  really well done.  so, grateful for all I have learned and am learning about conflict minerals.  enough is enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-4806338245707376146?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/4806338245707376146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=4806338245707376146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4806338245707376146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4806338245707376146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/05/lisa-shannon-human-cost-of-conflict.html' title='Lisa Shannon: the human cost of conflict minerals'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-8988268312193043987</id><published>2010-05-03T18:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T19:04:34.647-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Conversation between Lisa Shannon, author of 'A Thousand Sisters,' founder of Run for Congo Women and Monica Johansson, of Letters to Congo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S99yXu-43_I/AAAAAAAAAio/cAnFKlTZbNc/s1600/lisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S99yXu-43_I/AAAAAAAAAio/cAnFKlTZbNc/s320/lisa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467214224725434354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letterstocongo.com/"&gt;http://www.letterstocongo.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-8988268312193043987?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/8988268312193043987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=8988268312193043987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8988268312193043987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8988268312193043987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/05/conversation-between-lisa-shannon.html' title='A Conversation between Lisa Shannon, author of &apos;A Thousand Sisters,&apos; founder of Run for Congo Women and Monica Johansson, of Letters to Congo'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S99yXu-43_I/AAAAAAAAAio/cAnFKlTZbNc/s72-c/lisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-5423715393086171412</id><published>2010-05-03T09:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T09:40:32.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumi Wisdom...</title><content type='html'>'When you do things from the soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Rumi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-5423715393086171412?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/5423715393086171412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=5423715393086171412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5423715393086171412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5423715393086171412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/05/rumi-wisdom.html' title='Rumi Wisdom...'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-7493371467643850044</id><published>2010-05-02T16:49:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T17:58:43.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A THOUSAND SISTERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://amzn.com/1580052967"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amzn.com/1580052967"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amzn.com/1580052967"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S94Q9NUkApI/AAAAAAAAAhg/AZnXPfgcOOM/s320/9781580052962.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466825641408332434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been relentlessly promoting and preaching the importance of this book for weeks.  The truth.  I had not yet read it.  I started the day I received it, International Women's Day, with the glassy eyed fantasy of reading it cover to cover in honor.  I didn't.  I put it down. I started to read it. I lost my breath... and I put it down for almost two months now.  I am not at a place where I can tell you why.  I feel weak and embarrassed that Lisa had lived and documented these lives... these women... and I couldn't have enough courage to read the words.  Last evening, I closed my eyes, took a cleansing breath and engrossed my entire being into, 'A Thousand Sisters.'&lt;br /&gt;I am haunted by the stories of the DRC.  I am encouraged by the lives of those who dedicate time, money, and efforts to motivate change. To engage in a world of hope and movement.  I am truly in amazement at the will and drive of each of the Congolese women, the courageous citizens, the persistent abolitionists, and, of course, the brilliant author.  In this moment, I am not sure what to feel following my completion of the book.  Sadness, overwhelm, guilt, hope?  I am not sure, as I just feel them all at once, resulting in the swirling of my guts and a fogginess in my head.  Where all those thoughts and feelings will lead... I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;I must say, I am impacted on so many levels to this story, as I know many that read it are.  The gift of Lisa's writing is that of which I felt she was speaking to me directly.  Not just in the delivery of stories of the Congo, but as a person to another.  I see some of her characteristics in myself.  One of which many of us share.   The art of being protected, restrained, if you will.  There was a realization for Lisa in the book where I felt her yelling up at me from the page. "Life is too short to be guarded."  I read these words just moments following a conversation where I allowed and made a commitment to be open.  Truly open and engaged.  "It wasn't just a note to self, Lisa.  For me, it was an directive heard loud and clear."  This book is remarkably full of open, honest, and raw truths.  What an honor the author would share the depth of that emotion with all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-7493371467643850044?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7493371467643850044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=7493371467643850044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7493371467643850044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7493371467643850044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/05/thousand-sisters.html' title='A THOUSAND SISTERS'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S94Q9NUkApI/AAAAAAAAAhg/AZnXPfgcOOM/s72-c/9781580052962.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-4523869520512227673</id><published>2010-05-01T15:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T15:10:31.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Franti &amp; Spearhead : Say Hey Music Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/eoaTl7IcFs8/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eoaTl7IcFs8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eoaTl7IcFs8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one picked me up off my ass and pulled me to a better place today. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-4523869520512227673?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/4523869520512227673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=4523869520512227673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4523869520512227673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4523869520512227673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/05/michael-franti-spearhead-say-hey-music.html' title='Michael Franti &amp; Spearhead : Say Hey Music Video'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-8854520298001414130</id><published>2010-04-28T20:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:36:23.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga Speaks, I listen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S9jwgrDFxJI/AAAAAAAAAhA/bwv-C-3mXZs/s1600/yoga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S9jwgrDFxJI/AAAAAAAAAhA/bwv-C-3mXZs/s200/yoga2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465382591916262546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a heavy heart, I must say that my practice spoke to me this evening.... and I heard every word.... loud and clear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-8854520298001414130?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/8854520298001414130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=8854520298001414130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8854520298001414130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8854520298001414130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/04/yoga-speaks-i-listen.html' title='Yoga Speaks, I listen.'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S9jwgrDFxJI/AAAAAAAAAhA/bwv-C-3mXZs/s72-c/yoga2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-1191760081746026995</id><published>2010-04-25T22:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:46:08.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>- yard work.&lt;br /&gt;- my poor little house needs so much.... I need a gardening shopping spree and a jeep to haul natures treasures.... including me and izzy. ;)&lt;br /&gt;- haven't fed my soul.&lt;br /&gt;- haven't been reading.&lt;br /&gt;- the attendant at the gas station told me i was beautiful.  he was kinda icky and possibly lit, but i am still grateful. &lt;br /&gt;- am truly considering a cleanse.&lt;br /&gt;- i was called a dedicated activist yesterday by someone who doesn't even know me.  i am so honored to be viewed in that light.&lt;br /&gt;- i know i should be adding yoga into my routine.&lt;br /&gt;- i just am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-1191760081746026995?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1191760081746026995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=1191760081746026995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1191760081746026995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1191760081746026995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/04/today_25.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-8363016051294045157</id><published>2010-04-24T23:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T23:28:59.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am all sorts of hyped up today. I will not argue politics on fb, I will not argue politics on fb, I will not argue with mormons, I will not argue with Mormons. In with the good, out with the bad. In with the good, out with the bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-8363016051294045157?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/8363016051294045157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=8363016051294045157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8363016051294045157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8363016051294045157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-all-sorts-of-hyped-up-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-8208223764523324445</id><published>2010-04-24T13:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T13:13:24.267-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracy Chapman: Baby Can I Hold You Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/zkftyHSf6sQ/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zkftyHSf6sQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zkftyHSf6sQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like 'the promise' this is playing over and over in my mind.  I guess Tracy Chapman is going to carry me through this day. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-8208223764523324445?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/8208223764523324445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=8208223764523324445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8208223764523324445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8208223764523324445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/04/tracy-chapman-baby-can-i-hold-you.html' title='Tracy Chapman: Baby Can I Hold You Tonight'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-1710885007973562820</id><published>2010-04-24T13:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T13:10:02.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TRACY CHAPMAN:  THE PROMISE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/crTc1V34m8g/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/crTc1V34m8g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/crTc1V34m8g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing in my head today.  One of my very favorites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-1710885007973562820?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1710885007973562820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=1710885007973562820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1710885007973562820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1710885007973562820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/04/tracy-chapman-promise.html' title='TRACY CHAPMAN:  THE PROMISE'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-3660345553513372272</id><published>2010-04-24T01:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T01:13:36.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S9KaE_wJYJI/AAAAAAAAAg4/naFsUXM2XzM/s1600/dairy_queen_blizzard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S9KaE_wJYJI/AAAAAAAAAg4/naFsUXM2XzM/s200/dairy_queen_blizzard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463598708577362066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S9KaEThvZmI/AAAAAAAAAgw/rMcI8FUTb9c/s1600/pizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S9KaEThvZmI/AAAAAAAAAgw/rMcI8FUTb9c/s200/pizza.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463598696705779298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still awake.  My mind won't shut off and I am really in the the mood for some pizza.  or maybe a blizzard from DQ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-3660345553513372272?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/3660345553513372272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=3660345553513372272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3660345553513372272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3660345553513372272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-still-awake.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S9KaE_wJYJI/AAAAAAAAAg4/naFsUXM2XzM/s72-c/dairy_queen_blizzard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-9003914684556709028</id><published>2010-04-23T23:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T10:46:35.927-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>- It's late.  Just got home from work.  One of cases ended poorly.  Patient died.  My heart aches.  Bad day.&lt;br /&gt;- I think my cats can tell work left me sad.  They are both asleep on my bed.   That never happens.  I never want it to happen.  I    don't have it in me to make them get off.&lt;br /&gt;- I am still burned out with work.&lt;br /&gt;- I think I am burned out with life.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't feel as if I could be anymore behind.  I am so behind, in fact, that my house smells...&lt;br /&gt;- I am broke.  Yes, broke.&lt;br /&gt;- "Sometimes I feel like I don't have a partner.  Sometimes I feel like my only friend...."&lt;br /&gt;- I am glad the draft has taken a bronco and a couple utes so far.&lt;br /&gt;- My needs and wants list has me overwhelmed... as usual.&lt;br /&gt;- Am so grateful that a surgeon at work sponsored a woman for his daughter. She now has a sister in Uganda. :)&lt;br /&gt;-  Am wondering again about a cleanse.  Nothing weird.  My mind and body could use a significant overhaul. A good spring cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;- I am sorry that Bret Michaels had a brain hemorrhage. &lt;br /&gt;- Thinking about plants,&lt;br /&gt;- and about another job,&lt;br /&gt;- and conflict minerals.&lt;br /&gt;- Love your loved ones.  Tell em you love em.  Fill your life with love.... Geez, the results of today are just really getting me this time.&lt;br /&gt;- I hope the sunshine greets me when I wake and reminds me to find soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-9003914684556709028?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/9003914684556709028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=9003914684556709028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/9003914684556709028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/9003914684556709028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/04/today_23.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-3454702875524086293</id><published>2010-04-23T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T10:24:29.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Change the Equation for Congo</title><content type='html'>On April 19, 2010, the Enough Project launched its week-long campaign to urge 10 members of Congress to pass the Conflict Minerals Trade Act, or HR4128.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the Conflict Minerals Trade Act?&lt;br /&gt;The Conflict Minerals Trade Act of 2009 was introduced in the House of Representatives by Congressman Jim McDermott (D-Washington) to help develop the means to ensure that the multimillion dollar trade in minerals from eastern Congo puts an end to a conflict that is called the deadliest since World War II.  Minerals such as coltan, tin ore, tungsten and gold used in the manufacturing of electronic equipment, such laptops, digital cameras and cell phones are a rich resource of Congo and are a major source of funding for militant groups who are committing horrendous crimes against civilians; rape, torture and mutilation.&lt;br /&gt;With this bill, the US government would identify those commercial goods that could contain conflict minerals, approve a list of independent monitoring groups qualified to audit the worldwide processing facilities for these minerals, and eventually restrict the importation of minerals to those from audited facilities.  The importers of these goods would have to certify (on their customs declaration) that their goods "contain conflict minerals" or are "conflict mineral free".  The audits would determine the mines of origin for these processed materials, verify the chain of custody and the information provided by suppliers through investigations in Congo and other countries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can no longer allow the exportation of conflict minerals to continue.  This legislation must pass two committees - Foreign Affairs and Ways &amp; Means - before it can receive a full vote.  We need to strongly urge these 10 powerful members of Congress who are crucial to advancing the bill.  They are Representatives Ileana Ros-Lehtinen (R-FL), John Tanner (D-TN), Sander Levin (D-MI), Dave Camp (R-MI), John Boozman (R-AR), Jeff Flake (R-AZ), Mike Pence (R-IN), Jeff Fortenberry (R-NE), Dana Rohrbacher (R-CA) and Gus Bilrakis (R-FL).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please watch this video to hear what writer and activist Omekongo Dibinga has to say about the Conflict Minerals Trade Act.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/Uie4O22slF8/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uie4O22slF8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uie4O22slF8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must put an end to the rape and torture of women and girls in the Democratic Republic of Congo.  To find out more about what you can do, go to Enough Project: Change the Equation for Congo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-3454702875524086293?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/3454702875524086293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=3454702875524086293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3454702875524086293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3454702875524086293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/04/change-equation-for-congo.html' title='Change the Equation for Congo'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-1849669873470604708</id><published>2010-04-18T18:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:43:44.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was cleaning away the signs of winter from a flower bed this afternoon when I  pulled up a patch of weeds and nature's debris.  It left behind this hole and my mind ventured into the ideas of the world of wonderland and the rabbit hole.  How Alice, like all of us with everyday life, is presented with numerous decisions, personalities, and consequences.  Where in that land she learns about her decision making, gains self-confidence in herself and her decisions, and where she ultimately gains control of her life.   Oh, Alice.... do I have to fall down a rabbit hole or just how many battles must be fought before I control my life and refuse to let it control me?  Plus, you gotta have a tea party and paint the roses red....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-1849669873470604708?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1849669873470604708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=1849669873470604708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1849669873470604708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1849669873470604708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-was-cleaning-away-signs-of-winter.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-7449310645845580238</id><published>2010-04-18T14:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T18:50:35.121-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>- THE SUN IS SHINING.&lt;br /&gt;- Just another day...&lt;br /&gt;- Had to endure a anti-Obama joke featuring death of the president last week.  Then someone stopped glanced and me and said, "I am sure that joke is not very funny to the Democrat in the room."  A) i don't think talking about the death of the president, no matter who it is, is funny to anyone.  It shouldn't be anyway.  B)  I don't identify myself as a democrat  C) eff you.&lt;br /&gt;- sigh&lt;br /&gt;- allergies&lt;br /&gt;- grateful for last eve's festivities of food and friends.&lt;br /&gt;- thinking about goals, needs, and wants makes me overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;- I badly wanted a nap, but went to do something active. a small victory. &lt;br /&gt;- A small amount of exercise KILLED me.  my lungs screamed in agony and i almost barfed.  bummer.&lt;br /&gt;- There was a bee hanging in the same position mid-flight, not progressing forward, but wings furiously moving.  I kinda feel like that bee.  And... at least we both enjoyed today's sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;- wish i was looking forward to the week ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-7449310645845580238?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7449310645845580238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=7449310645845580238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7449310645845580238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7449310645845580238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/04/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-1265727258736560996</id><published>2010-04-11T12:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:21:44.794-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Transitions</title><content type='html'>I keep telling myself I am in a transition phase.  I do feel that is true.... I think.  I am feeling differently.  However, I don't seem to be progressively moving toward the next place.  So, do you stay in transition for a while?  Or is this really a transition at all?  I am really going to be disappointed if I am just in a funk or some sort of hormonal haze....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-1265727258736560996?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1265727258736560996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=1265727258736560996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1265727258736560996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1265727258736560996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/04/transitions.html' title='Transitions'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-1969237750108280633</id><published>2010-03-25T18:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:34:37.471-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S6wBF-C3lAI/AAAAAAAAAgY/e7pBskso7kM/s1600/4068877525_8787ae1cb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S6wBF-C3lAI/AAAAAAAAAgY/e7pBskso7kM/s400/4068877525_8787ae1cb2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452734450904830978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-1969237750108280633?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1969237750108280633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=1969237750108280633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1969237750108280633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1969237750108280633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S6wBF-C3lAI/AAAAAAAAAgY/e7pBskso7kM/s72-c/4068877525_8787ae1cb2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-777769106837708148</id><published>2010-03-19T20:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T20:12:29.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>K.D. Lang sings Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/P_NpxTWbovE' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/P_NpxTWbovE'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel very grateful today and this song fills my heart.  It is a fav of mine and in on my life soundtrack.  As one the of the most beautiful people I have ever known said, 'I don't think there is a bad version of this song.'  Please enjoy and listen to the versions by Sheryl Crow, Rufus Wainwright, Kate Voegele, Jeff Buckley, John Cale, and the Original Leonard Cohen.  Enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-777769106837708148?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/777769106837708148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=777769106837708148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/777769106837708148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/777769106837708148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/03/kd-lang-sings-leonard-cohen-hallelujah.html' title='K.D. Lang sings Leonard Cohen&amp;#39;s Hallelujah'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-8323498897064904403</id><published>2010-03-14T23:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:52:51.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Highwayman</title><content type='html'>*this is on my mind.... not sure why.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highwayman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Alfred Noyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,&lt;br /&gt;The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,&lt;br /&gt;The road was a ribbon of moonlight, over the purple moor, &lt;br /&gt;And the highwayman came riding- riding-riding- &lt;br /&gt;The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin, &lt;br /&gt;A coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin;&lt;br /&gt;They fitted with never a wrinkle: his boots were up to the thigh! &lt;br /&gt;And he rode with a jewelled twinkle,&lt;br /&gt;His pistol butts a-twinkle, &lt;br /&gt;His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard,&lt;br /&gt;And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred; &lt;br /&gt;He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there &lt;br /&gt;But the landlord's black-eyed daughter, Bess, the landlord's daughter, &lt;br /&gt;Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dark in the old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked &lt;br /&gt;Where Tim the ostler listened; his face was white and peaked; &lt;br /&gt;His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like mouldy hay,&lt;br /&gt;But he loved the landlord's daughter, The landlord's red-lipped daughter,&lt;br /&gt;Dumb as a dog he listened, and he heard the robber say-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I'm after a prize to-night,&lt;br /&gt;But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light; &lt;br /&gt;Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,&lt;br /&gt;Then look for me by moonlight, Watch for me by moonlight, &lt;br /&gt;I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rose upright in the stirrups; he scarce could reach her hand,&lt;br /&gt;But she loosened her hair i' the casement! His face burnt like a brand &lt;br /&gt;As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast; &lt;br /&gt;And he kissed its waves in the moonlight, &lt;br /&gt;(Oh, sweet black waves in the moonlight!) &lt;br /&gt;Then he tugged at his rein in the moonlight, and galloped away to the West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did not come in the dawning; he did not come at noon;&lt;br /&gt;And out o' the tawny sunset, before the rise o' the moon,&lt;br /&gt;When the road was a gipsy's ribbon, looping the purple moor, &lt;br /&gt;A red-coat troop came marching- Marching-marching- &lt;br /&gt;King George's men came marching, up to the old inn-door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said no word to the landlord, they drank his ale instead,&lt;br /&gt;But they gagged his daughter and bound her to the foot of her narrow bed; &lt;br /&gt;Two of them knelt at her casement, with muskets at their side! &lt;br /&gt;There was death at every window; And hell at one dark window; &lt;br /&gt;For Bess could see, through the casement, the road that he would ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest; &lt;br /&gt;They bound a musket beside her, with the barrel beneath her breast!&lt;br /&gt;"Now keep good watch!" and they kissed her. She heard the dead man say-&lt;br /&gt;Look for me by moonlight; Watch for me by moonlight;&lt;br /&gt;I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She twisted her hands behind her; but all the knots held good! &lt;br /&gt;She writhed her hands till here fingers were wet with sweat or blood! &lt;br /&gt;They stretched and strained in the darkness, and the hours crawled by like years,&lt;br /&gt;Till, now, on the stroke of midnight, Cold, on the stroke of midnight,&lt;br /&gt;The tip of one finger touched it! The trigger at least was hers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tip of one finger touched it; she strove no more for the rest! &lt;br /&gt;Up, she stood up to attention, with the barrel beneath her breast, &lt;br /&gt;She would not risk their hearing; she would not strive again; &lt;br /&gt;For the road lay bare in the moonlight; Blank and bare in the moonlight; &lt;br /&gt;And the blood of her veins in the moonlight throbbed to her love's refrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trot-trot; trot-trot! Had they heard it? The horse-hoofs ringing clear; &lt;br /&gt;Trot-trot, trot-trot, in the distance? Were they deaf that they did not hear?&lt;br /&gt;Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill, &lt;br /&gt;The highwayman came riding, riding, riding! &lt;br /&gt;The red-coats looked to their priming! She stood up strait and still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trot-trot, in the frosty silence! Trot-trot, in the echoing night! &lt;br /&gt;Nearer he came and nearer! Her face was like a light!&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes grew wide for a moment; she drew one last deep breath, &lt;br /&gt;Then her finger moved in the moonlight, Her musket shattered the moonlight,&lt;br /&gt;Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him-with her death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned; he spurred to the West; he did not know who stood Bowed, &lt;br /&gt;With her head o'er the musket, drenched with her own red blood! &lt;br /&gt;Not till the dawn he heard it, his face grew grey to hear&lt;br /&gt;How Bess, the landlord's daughter, The landlord's black-eyed daughter, &lt;br /&gt;Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky,&lt;br /&gt;With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high! &lt;br /&gt;Blood-red were his spurs i' the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat,&lt;br /&gt;When they shot him down on the highway, Down like a dog on the highway, &lt;br /&gt;And he lay in his blood on the highway, with a bunch of lace at his throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still of a winter's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees, &lt;br /&gt;When the moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, &lt;br /&gt;When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, &lt;br /&gt;A highwayman comes riding- riding-riding- &lt;br /&gt;A highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the cobbles he clatters and clangs in the dark inn-yard, &lt;br /&gt;And he taps with his whip on the shutters, but all is locked and barred; &lt;br /&gt;He whistles a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there &lt;br /&gt;But the landlord's black-eyed daughter, Bess, the landlord's daughter, &lt;br /&gt;Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-8323498897064904403?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/8323498897064904403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=8323498897064904403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8323498897064904403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8323498897064904403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/03/highwayman.html' title='The Highwayman'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-8586132984015876874</id><published>2010-03-14T20:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T20:22:05.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>- I am so overwhelmed with my big ideas.&lt;br /&gt;- The ideas are so great, that I have done nothing.  Absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;- I drove all afternoon looking for answers.... &lt;br /&gt;- I need a handyman.. for free.&lt;br /&gt;- Have accomplished almost nothing in the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;- Uggghhh and I am so completely sick of me.&lt;br /&gt;- This is the last time I will say I am bummed that I am getting 700 bucks less from my tax return this year.  Gotta do my part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-8586132984015876874?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/8586132984015876874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=8586132984015876874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8586132984015876874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8586132984015876874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/03/today_14.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-7102993888124179400</id><published>2010-03-12T08:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T08:29:38.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is a lovely way to support Women for Women for no commitment.  The talented photographer Monica Johansson&lt;br /&gt;has created some beautiful notecards for purchase on her site with part of the proceeds going to WFWI.  Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;Buy some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monicajohansson.com/gallery/11482444_dfgKp"&gt;http://www.monicajohansson.com/gallery/11482444_dfgKp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-7102993888124179400?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7102993888124179400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=7102993888124179400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7102993888124179400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7102993888124179400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/03/here-is-lovely-way-to-support-women-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-5299417712686296125</id><published>2010-03-08T15:48:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:00:12.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of honor and hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S5WFnS0JL1I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/0tvbSb73qls/s1600-h/rwanda+map.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S5WFnS0JL1I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/0tvbSb73qls/s320/rwanda+map.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446406234486419282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's International Women's Day.  Big deal?  Yeah, it is.  It really is.  I have never really given more than a passing thought to this day. Before this year,  I have heard about it in passing, but did not give it much more of a than, "that's cool."  This year it feels big to me.  Overwhelming.  Dec. 25, 2009, I vowed to myself to take a more of a stand for women worldwide.  To use my voice.  To do more.  On that day I became involved with the Women for Women organization and my life will be forever changed.  Through them I gained a sister named Lea.  She is from Rwanda.  On this day, I honor her.  I honor you.  I honor me.  I honor all the women worldwide who have lost their voice, have suffered, and who have survived.  I honor all women who are changing their life, and who are striving to do better for others and the communities around them.  I honor you... all of you.  This evening me and my heart will set out to a bridge I love deeply.  There I will have a moment of reflection and meditation.  Then I will cross the bridge.  In that movement, I will tribute the women in Congo and Rwanda, standing on the bridge that separates their countries, as they bring them together against war and violence, towards peace and unity.  Namaste'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Lea, this one's for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-5299417712686296125?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/5299417712686296125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=5299417712686296125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5299417712686296125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5299417712686296125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-of-honor-and-hope.html' title='A day of honor and hope'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S5WFnS0JL1I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/0tvbSb73qls/s72-c/rwanda+map.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-6283246176506884810</id><published>2010-03-07T19:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T19:45:34.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A THOUSAND SISTERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S5RkyYu-xYI/AAAAAAAAAgA/OCVkTiBJiJ8/s1600-h/LisaShannon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S5RkyYu-xYI/AAAAAAAAAgA/OCVkTiBJiJ8/s200/LisaShannon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446088666193511810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S5RkxyaCzfI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Hb1IXgxvQns/s1600-h/855bbc10abb1d40f7f20905ea7862bfc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S5RkxyaCzfI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Hb1IXgxvQns/s200/855bbc10abb1d40f7f20905ea7862bfc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446088655905148402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Shannon, whom I don't know but insist on calling my friend, wrote a remarkable book titled, &lt;br /&gt;'A Thousand Sisters.'  &lt;a href="http://athousandsisters.com/"&gt;http://athousandsisters.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to read it, it is just released. I know her work and her writing.  It is going to be a remarkable, &lt;br /&gt;haunting, and inspiring read. The author has accomplished so much in her efforts to help the women &lt;br /&gt;of Congo.  Please support her and these courageous women.  Read the stories of the Congo women.....&lt;br /&gt;be overwhelmed and inspired to reach out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-6283246176506884810?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/6283246176506884810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=6283246176506884810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6283246176506884810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6283246176506884810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/03/thousand-sisters.html' title='A THOUSAND SISTERS'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S5RkyYu-xYI/AAAAAAAAAgA/OCVkTiBJiJ8/s72-c/LisaShannon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-3615520125619046371</id><published>2010-03-07T19:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T19:32:22.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today...</title><content type='html'>- boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;- move forward.&lt;br /&gt;- after a conversation with another my conclusion is this: Attn men. if you love the woman tell her and simply make her feel beautiful. these 2 things go a long way. the end.&lt;br /&gt;- going to the grocery is not a big deal. so why is it?&lt;br /&gt;- is grateful. very grateful.&lt;br /&gt;- likes blankets.&lt;br /&gt;- hopes to hear from Lea.&lt;br /&gt;- taxes done and redone.  still much less of return from last year.  udder disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;- my eyebrows are a few millimeters from being one.&lt;br /&gt;- still want a new car. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;- have some motivation brewing inside. Let's hope it surfaces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-3615520125619046371?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/3615520125619046371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=3615520125619046371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3615520125619046371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3615520125619046371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/03/today.html' title='today...'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-2479369807558069778</id><published>2010-03-07T18:23:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T18:39:18.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>International Women's Day</title><content type='html'>A couple things to check out in honor of International Women's Day tomorrow.  Please do something special to honor yourself, the woman or women that have inspired and enriched your life, and, of course, the courageous women worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women for Women International and the Join Me on the Bridge campaign. &lt;a href="http://www.womenforwomen.org/bridge/index.php&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;http://www.womenforwomen.org/bridge/index.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A design done for Kate Spade.  48 bucks and 25% goes to WFW International in honor of this day.  It is a beautiful bangle and you will feel special and inspired each time you put it on your wrist. &lt;a href="http://www.katespade.com/product/index.jsp?productId=4026506&amp;keywords=women+for+women"&gt;http://www.katespade.com/product/index.jsp?productId=4026506&amp;keywords=women+for+women&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-2479369807558069778?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/2479369807558069778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=2479369807558069778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2479369807558069778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2479369807558069778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/03/international-womens-day.html' title='International Women&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-2616978592426007221</id><published>2010-03-07T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T17:49:58.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When is it we actually 'come into our own?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-2616978592426007221?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/2616978592426007221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=2616978592426007221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2616978592426007221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2616978592426007221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-is-it-we-actually-come-into-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-3507060163081026903</id><published>2010-03-03T15:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T15:45:39.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HALF THE SKY LIVE - Event Trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/UUq6HsWKETA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/UUq6HsWKETA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-3507060163081026903?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/3507060163081026903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=3507060163081026903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3507060163081026903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3507060163081026903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/03/half-sky-live-event-trailer.html' title='HALF THE SKY LIVE - Event Trailer'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-7527075638050012526</id><published>2010-03-01T16:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T16:03:56.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TheLuxurySpot.com's Bryce Gruber gets Vajazzled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/fnDwcSfL2Tw' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/fnDwcSfL2Tw'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You have got to be effing kidding me?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-7527075638050012526?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7527075638050012526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=7527075638050012526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7527075638050012526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7527075638050012526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/03/theluxuryspotcom-bryce-gruber-gets.html' title='TheLuxurySpot.com&amp;#39;s Bryce Gruber gets Vajazzled'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-1053386119893634392</id><published>2010-03-01T11:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T11:55:11.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home, sweet, Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S4wNgLvVREI/AAAAAAAAAfs/A4fIqd1Xv3c/s1600-h/Cartoon_House.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S4wNgLvVREI/AAAAAAAAAfs/A4fIqd1Xv3c/s200/Cartoon_House.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443740896142378050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home   [hohm]  Show IPA noun, adjective, adverb, verb,homed, hom·ing.&lt;br /&gt;–noun&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;a house, apartment, or other shelter that is the usual residence of a person, family, or household.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;the place in which one's domestic affections are centered.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;an institution for the homeless, sick, etc.: a nursing home.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;the dwelling place or retreat of an animal.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;the place or region where something is native or most common.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;any place of residence or refuge: a heavenly home.&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;a person's native place or own country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By definition the word 'home' encompasses many meanings.  Apart from the literal message, that word holds many emotional stakes.  Thinking a lot about this word today.  A lot about the meanings it has to each individual.  For some, it is just a place to hang your hat.  For others, a sanctuary of sorts.  A place to recharge your batteries, literally and figuratively.   It can be a place to keep you safe from the environment or place to keep you safe from &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; environment.  I have had many friends that refer to home as the place in which they were reared.  For some of us, that is the last place we now consider home.  Home has an evolution.  An ever changing growth as we move through our own life stages.  What is home to you? What do you feel when you think of home?  Do you feel all you want to in what is home to you now?  Is a house a home and what makes that so?  Is it the geographical location of your dwelling?  Is it your possessions?  Is it who you wake to?   And as a special note to you, you know who you are, I hope you find the place to call your home.  Home, sweet, home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-1053386119893634392?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1053386119893634392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=1053386119893634392' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1053386119893634392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1053386119893634392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/03/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home, sweet, Home'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S4wNgLvVREI/AAAAAAAAAfs/A4fIqd1Xv3c/s72-c/Cartoon_House.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-8791161725161002193</id><published>2010-02-28T20:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T20:38:24.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue...</title><content type='html'>Here it the playlist of yesterday as I schlepped through 'the blues.' &lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/45765534"&gt;http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/45765534&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-8791161725161002193?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/8791161725161002193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=8791161725161002193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8791161725161002193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/8791161725161002193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/blue_1092.html' title='Blue...'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-672462548824571666</id><published>2010-02-27T21:43:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:17:11.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirty...</title><content type='html'>I turned 30.  10 days ago, I turned 30 years old.  That truth brings tears to my eyes.  Why?  Oh, a potpourri of reasons I do believe.  Was there heartburn about turning 30?  Nope.  None.  Do I feel old?  No, of course not.  Not even a little.  That is silly.  Am I scared of 30?  Maybe.  Not knowing what's next or where I am headed.  So, maybe, yes.  Mostly, I look back at getting here. -sigh- Many feelings, many emotions.  It feels somewhat wasteful.  Somewhat of a failure.  Even though the truth is it's all a path to something better, something more...   30... the past and the future.  That's hard.  Hard stuff.  Hard to swallow.  Maybe, I should spit instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-672462548824571666?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/672462548824571666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=672462548824571666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/672462548824571666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/672462548824571666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/thirty.html' title='Thirty...'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-4983145213619813956</id><published>2010-02-27T15:15:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:24:59.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, so far....</title><content type='html'>- I have had the blues the last couple of days.  I was do for a hit and know it will pass when the sun breaks through. &lt;br /&gt;- Possibly, the empty calories of a wild cherry pepsi may help.  It has before.&lt;br /&gt;- Is there a description for less than no motivation? &lt;br /&gt;- Self Confidence in the shitter.  Watch out, people... when it comes back... bow, chicca, bow wow...&lt;br /&gt;- Wonders if packing or unpacking is worse?&lt;br /&gt;- Feels bad when I come across as selfish.  I am clearly not good at expressing needs and concerns.  It comes out all wrong,  I sound ridiculous, and then I feel bad.  I am continually working on it and think I am making slow but significant progress in my communication inadequacies. &lt;br /&gt;- Thought about running. My knees are still upset about it.&lt;br /&gt;- Apologies and am glad you are thinking of you.  Still wish i was in the seat next to you as your first mate, navigator, and an on hand pain in the ass.  Believe it or not, I can come in really handy.&lt;br /&gt;- Had a nap.&lt;br /&gt;- Thoughts to Chile and pacific islands.&lt;br /&gt;- Can't imagine what I might look like in those skin tight olympic body suits.&lt;br /&gt;- Wonder if a night of movies, books, deep conditioner, face mask, carmel popcorn, scandalous phone call to you might be a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;- Think that there is a market for Big Gulp delivery. &lt;br /&gt;- I love the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;- I fucked up today, so tomorrow is a new opportunity to find soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-4983145213619813956?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/4983145213619813956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-7339909467751170520</id><published>2010-02-27T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T15:01:13.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The following excerpt is from the new work "I AM AN EMOTIONAL CREATURE: The Secret Life of Girls around the World", which debuted in book form (Villard/Random House) on February 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM AN EMOTIONAL CREATURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being a girl.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel what you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;as you're feeling it inside&lt;br /&gt;the feeling&lt;br /&gt;before.&lt;br /&gt;I am an emotional creature.&lt;br /&gt;Things do not come to me &lt;br /&gt;as intellectual theories or hard-shaped ideas.&lt;br /&gt;They pulse through my organs and legs&lt;br /&gt;and burn up my ears.&lt;br /&gt;I know when your girlfriend's really pissed off&lt;br /&gt;even though she appears to give you what &lt;br /&gt;you want.&lt;br /&gt;I know when a storm is coming.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the invisible stirrings in the air.&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you he won't call back.&lt;br /&gt;It's a vibe I share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an emotional creature.&lt;br /&gt;I love that I do not take things lightly.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is intense to me.&lt;br /&gt;The way I walk in the street.&lt;br /&gt;The way my mother wakes me up.&lt;br /&gt;The way I hear bad news.&lt;br /&gt;The way it's unbearable when I lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an emotional creature.&lt;br /&gt;I am connected to everything and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I was born like that.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you dare say all negative that it's a &lt;br /&gt;teenage thing&lt;br /&gt;or it's only only because I'm a girl.&lt;br /&gt;These feelings make me better.&lt;br /&gt;They make me ready.&lt;br /&gt;They make me present.&lt;br /&gt;They make me strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an emotional creature.&lt;br /&gt;There is a particular way of knowing.&lt;br /&gt;It's like the older women somehow forgot.&lt;br /&gt;I rejoice that it's still in my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when the coconut's about to fall.&lt;br /&gt;I know that we've pushed the earth too far.&lt;br /&gt;I know my father isn't coming back.&lt;br /&gt;That no one's prepared for the fire.&lt;br /&gt;I know that lipstick means&lt;br /&gt;more than show.&lt;br /&gt;I know that boys feel super-insecure&lt;br /&gt;and so-called terrorists are made, not born.&lt;br /&gt;I know that one kiss can take&lt;br /&gt;away all my decision-making ability&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, you know, it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not extreme.&lt;br /&gt;It's a girl thing.&lt;br /&gt;What we would all be&lt;br /&gt;if the big door inside us flew open.&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me not to cry.&lt;br /&gt;To calm it down&lt;br /&gt;Not to be so extreme&lt;br /&gt;To be reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;I am an emotional creature.&lt;br /&gt;It's how the earth got made.&lt;br /&gt;How the wind continues to pollinate.&lt;br /&gt;You don't tell the Atlantic ocean&lt;br /&gt;to behave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an emotional creature.&lt;br /&gt;Why would you want to shut me down&lt;br /&gt;or turn me off? &lt;br /&gt;I am your remaining memory.&lt;br /&gt;I am connecting you to your source.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's been diluted.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's leaked out.&lt;br /&gt;I can take you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that I can feel the inside&lt;br /&gt;of the feelings in you,&lt;br /&gt;even if it stops my life&lt;br /&gt;even if it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;or takes me off track&lt;br /&gt;even if it breaks my heart.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me responsible.&lt;br /&gt;I am an emotional&lt;br /&gt;I am an emotional, devotional, &lt;br /&gt;incandotional, creature. &lt;br /&gt;And I love, hear me, &lt;br /&gt;love love love&lt;br /&gt;being a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eve Ensler, a playwright and activist, is the founder of V-Day, a global movement to end violence against women and girls. In conjunction with I AM AN EMOTIONAL CREATURE, V-Day has developed a targeted pilot program, V-Girls, to engage young women in our "empowerment philanthropy" model, providing them with a platform to amplify their voices.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-7339909467751170520?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7339909467751170520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=7339909467751170520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7339909467751170520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7339909467751170520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/following-excerpt-is-from-new-work-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-4637401985718615753</id><published>2010-02-27T14:04:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T16:32:03.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunscreen and Suggestion</title><content type='html'>" Excuse me, would you mind putting sunscreen on my back?  Yesterday, I didn't and got too much sun."  "I would be happy too, I reply."  She is from upstate NY.  Saratoga Springs area.  Mid-sixties, I would guess.  She is vacationing alone, but sounds as though she has family close by.  Has always wanted to live here, but stays in NY to care for her ailing mother.  Through her synopsis, I gathered many things about her.  The main plot....  She has spent her life in a place she doesn't love. In her tone, it is obvious her spirit is lost and she is desperate to connect to that place within her. In the few moments we are together she proceeds to tell me many things, including the one line that has sent me into a tailspin, "It is time for a new stage of life."  I am not sure how in the moments she encountered me would come out with this. However,  I am listening to that advice, Sheila.  I am.  Truly, I am.  With that said, I, too, must protect myself for I don't want to get burned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-4637401985718615753?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/4637401985718615753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=4637401985718615753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4637401985718615753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4637401985718615753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunscreen-and-suggestion.html' title='Sunscreen and Suggestion'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-3684541136035251068</id><published>2010-02-26T14:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T14:37:23.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This grabbed hold of me and won't let go</title><content type='html'>I do my thing,&lt;br /&gt;and you do&lt;br /&gt;your thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not in this world&lt;br /&gt;to live up&lt;br /&gt;to your&lt;br /&gt;expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are&lt;br /&gt;not in this&lt;br /&gt;world to live&lt;br /&gt;up to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are you &lt;br /&gt;and I am I,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if by&lt;br /&gt;chance&lt;br /&gt;we find &lt;br /&gt;each other,&lt;br /&gt;it's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           -Frederick S. Perls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namaste', my friends, namaste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-3684541136035251068?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/3684541136035251068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=3684541136035251068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3684541136035251068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3684541136035251068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-grabbed-hold-of-me-and-wont-let-go.html' title='This grabbed hold of me and won&apos;t let go'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-807952635017494629</id><published>2010-02-22T10:03:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T10:13:28.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is hope, little bird ...</title><content type='html'>There is a little bird stuck inside the window at the airport. The little one is frantic flying back and forth; as it sees its friend on the outside watching and waiting. It's a heartbreaking sight, really.  Just as I think the wee one is going to wear out and give up. The little bird persists to another route as its friend patiently waits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-807952635017494629?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/807952635017494629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=807952635017494629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/807952635017494629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/807952635017494629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-is-hope-little-bird.html' title='There is hope, little bird ...'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-6141332612405184119</id><published>2010-02-21T14:44:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T15:00:48.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation with self...</title><content type='html'>I'm coming home from this holiday a little bit different. "Ya, LBL. You are." I am not who &lt;br /&gt;I thought as was when coming here. It's interesting really.&lt;br /&gt;Sort of intriguing. "Huh." I think sometimes we evolve as a person&lt;br /&gt;without being conscious of the transformation? "Yes, I think that is true." &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes might seem exhausting and confusing to understand the &lt;br /&gt;growth. Hard to keep up, maybe? "I'm not sure. However, exciting and &lt;br /&gt;I shall 'get zen with it.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*to be continued......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-6141332612405184119?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/6141332612405184119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=6141332612405184119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6141332612405184119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6141332612405184119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/conversation-with-self.html' title='Conversation with self...'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-4656525418582422703</id><published>2010-02-20T14:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T14:25:43.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dose of soul</title><content type='html'>I found soul this morning along the beach of Waikiki.&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for shells, rocks, and a bit of sea glass. &lt;br /&gt;I picked up a whole handful of clarity and have it tightly&lt;br /&gt;in my grasp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-4656525418582422703?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/4656525418582422703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=4656525418582422703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4656525418582422703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4656525418582422703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/dose-of-soul.html' title='Dose of soul'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-4310888626949085073</id><published>2010-02-14T21:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T21:53:46.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Life</title><content type='html'>A woman gave me a little treasure a few weeks ago.  It was a circular box with a card inside.  The theme was celebrating life and had various statements relating to just that.  She told me that it reminded her of me.  I have thought a lot about that box.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-4310888626949085073?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/4310888626949085073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=4310888626949085073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4310888626949085073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4310888626949085073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/celebrating-life.html' title='Celebrating Life'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-7583040553558245578</id><published>2010-02-09T19:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T19:58:47.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She is from Rwanda.  I am overwhelmed with emotion right now.  Lea is her name.  She, my friend, my sister, is from Rwanda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-7583040553558245578?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7583040553558245578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=7583040553558245578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7583040553558245578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7583040553558245578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/she-is-from-rwanda.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-5459833999045338811</id><published>2010-02-08T20:45:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:02:31.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRAVEL FREAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S3DeAi_GlOI/AAAAAAAAAfk/8_CsCLkiTR0/s1600-h/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S3DeAi_GlOI/AAAAAAAAAfk/8_CsCLkiTR0/s200/sun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436088851209032930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a freak.  Maybe I use that term due to the fact that actually using the word or contemplating crazy 'freaks' me out?  That really is a whole different post and issue all together.  Travel.  I have an AMAZING opportunity coming up.  I am excited. Don't get me wrong.  I am.  I am curious as to why it seems that when I think about a vacation or plan even a a little get away it feels exciting and I can't wait.  Then when it becomes real, I get anxious, and kind of grumpy.  Sometimes this disease becomes so serious, I just don't wanna go anymore.  Is it certain places or certain things that trigger this response, you ask?  NO.   I don't get that.  IT MAKES NO MUTHA EFFING SENSE!  I need to get away.  I need to see all that I can.  I want to.  I think.  I need the sun to reconnect with me and remember our relationship with one another.  I do.  I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-5459833999045338811?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/5459833999045338811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=5459833999045338811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5459833999045338811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5459833999045338811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/travel-freak.html' title='TRAVEL FREAK'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S3DeAi_GlOI/AAAAAAAAAfk/8_CsCLkiTR0/s72-c/sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-901276582537303383</id><published>2010-02-07T21:05:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T22:36:27.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today...</title><content type='html'>- all of a sudden i feel like going no where... except under the covers.&lt;br /&gt;- 5 weeks, 4 days..... no WFW packet.&lt;br /&gt;- have never had a desire to go to mardi gras... still don't.&lt;br /&gt;- need new sheets.... and bedding... the good kind.&lt;br /&gt;- don't like taking vitamins.... despise it.&lt;br /&gt;- heart boxes with nasty ass chocolate &amp; kay jewelry tv ads must go away... forever.&lt;br /&gt;- i'm breaking up with my bank this week... i swear.&lt;br /&gt;- something is not right with izzy's belly... phew.&lt;br /&gt;- i don't want a new car... honest.&lt;br /&gt;- don't want to go to work this week... really, really don't.&lt;br /&gt;- wonder who i am becoming.... sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-901276582537303383?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/901276582537303383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=901276582537303383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/901276582537303383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/901276582537303383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/today.html' title='today...'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-4062824360035939982</id><published>2010-02-06T23:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T23:38:43.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, Little Basque Lady.....</title><content type='html'>- Has lots to think about.  Not much to say.&lt;br /&gt;- MUST BE AN ADULT AND MAKE SOME DECISIONS. uggghh.&lt;br /&gt;- Can't help but wonder if I would be more adorable in a jeep.&lt;br /&gt;- Have been on a somewhat spontaneous travel kick.  i just wanna go..... to Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;- Is it necessary that my neighbors and their visitors slam car doors, house doors, all doors?&lt;br /&gt;- What to do with my vacation time?&lt;br /&gt;- Am grateful for Izzy.&lt;br /&gt;- Bid farewell and sent a coworker on to a new adventure.  Good for her.&lt;br /&gt;- Has a big pimple by my nose and just thinking bout it makes my eyes water. &lt;br /&gt;- Once again wishes I didn't love shoes and clothing and bags and accessories....&lt;br /&gt;- Can't believe that there isn't someone here to massage my feet as I fade off to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-4062824360035939982?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/4062824360035939982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=4062824360035939982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4062824360035939982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4062824360035939982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-little-basque-lady.html' title='Today, Little Basque Lady.....'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-6265620287201709403</id><published>2010-02-05T12:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:41:34.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not my best day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-6265620287201709403?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/6265620287201709403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=6265620287201709403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6265620287201709403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6265620287201709403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/not-my-best-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-1227714839747151512</id><published>2010-02-01T10:11:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T12:26:52.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S2cUNzfIT1I/AAAAAAAAAfE/GVphutkra-0/s1600-h/sponsor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S2cUNzfIT1I/AAAAAAAAAfE/GVphutkra-0/s320/sponsor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433333702837423954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost 5 weeks since I started with WOMEN FOR WOMEN INTERNATIONAL.  I received a later stating it would be 4-6 weeks until my hot little hands would receive a info packet about my sponsor sister.  It has been 5 weeks!  It should be here any day.  I am so anxious.  Looking at the mailbox obsessively, even on days mail is not delivered.  I want to see her face, know where she is from, learn her culture, read her story.  I want to know her.... even though it seems as if my heart already does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-1227714839747151512?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1227714839747151512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=1227714839747151512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1227714839747151512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1227714839747151512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/02/soul-sister.html' title='Soul Sister'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S2cUNzfIT1I/AAAAAAAAAfE/GVphutkra-0/s72-c/sponsor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-4852594866754527916</id><published>2010-01-31T19:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T20:00:30.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me there.</title><content type='html'>I am open.  Really, really open.  I have moved through some things, things I didn't know I needed to or that I ever would.  The waves were large and have rested peacefully on the sand.  I'm ready.  Possibilities endless and exciting.  I'm ready.  New phase of life. Take me there. I am ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-4852594866754527916?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/4852594866754527916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=4852594866754527916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4852594866754527916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/4852594866754527916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/01/take-me-there.html' title='Take me there.'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-6765437888256114175</id><published>2010-01-25T19:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T10:04:59.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>- I don't have time for a cold... ok, ok.....what I don't have is the patience.&lt;br /&gt;- I have gotten a bit behind in life....okay, more than in a bit. oops.&lt;br /&gt;- Haven't been sleeping well and need to get back to acupuncture.&lt;br /&gt;- I have way too much.  I feel guilty... I still have wants. &lt;br /&gt;- I may need to get serious about finishing the basement including a new furnace... what I really want is a spending spree at the nursery and a new car.&lt;br /&gt;- Need a break from my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;- I heart beautiful jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;- i'm thinking i need a variety: cardio, training, yoga, and i think i saw a pilates studio in town.  So, implementation?&lt;br /&gt;- must redecorate bdrm before spring.. it doesn't fit who I am and it needs..... warmth.&lt;br /&gt;- is open. Really, really, open. :)&lt;br /&gt;-Thinking that Feb. should be FULL of FUN and LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;- 'Global statistics show that more girls have been killed in the last fifty years, precisely because they were girls, than men were killed in all the battles of the twentieth century.  More girls are killed in this routine "gendercide" in any one decade than people were slaughtered in all the genocides of the twentieth century."  - Nicholas Kristof, 'Half the Sky'  An astonishing, draining statistic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-6765437888256114175?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/6765437888256114175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=6765437888256114175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6765437888256114175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6765437888256114175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/01/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-5719062829601800849</id><published>2010-01-25T12:51:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T13:03:18.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What could you live without?</title><content type='html'>This is written by the AMAZING Nicholas D. Kristof that wrote the amazing book 'Half the Sky' that I am begging all of you to read. Read this article! Read his book! We can all live without something. Choose a organization that pulls you in. There are many good ones documented in 'Half the Sky.' Or give 27 bucks a month and sponsor a woman in a war torn country through womenforwomen.org 27 bucks! All the money goes to your 'sponsor sister.' You will change her life forever as she will yours. During the year you don't just send the moolah you have the amazing opportunity to correspond with your sponsor and become part of each others lives forever. Cool stuff. If you are interested and want some guidance, PLEASE contact me. I will guide you through this amazing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/24/opinion/24kristof.html"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/24/opinion/24kristof.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-5719062829601800849?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/5719062829601800849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=5719062829601800849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5719062829601800849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/5719062829601800849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-could-you-live-without.html' title='What could you live without?'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-7768689167685360067</id><published>2010-01-16T14:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T14:30:43.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Soul</title><content type='html'>Approx. a month ago I had a change.  I haven't rooted out completely how or why or if it is permanent, but for now, I am just grateful. Grateful for the knowledge that each morning I either wake with soul or the determination to find it.   In this transformation there is a huge amount of life. A big dose of happiness that will be a daily discovery.  Today, I finished 'Half the Sky.' It gave me soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-7768689167685360067?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/7768689167685360067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=7768689167685360067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7768689167685360067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/7768689167685360067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/01/finding-soul.html' title='Finding Soul'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-1972089124487584462</id><published>2010-01-15T17:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T18:00:53.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Haiti</title><content type='html'>1)&lt;a href="https://donate.pih.org/page/contribute/haiti_earthquake?source=earthquake&amp;subsource=standwithhaitiembed"&gt;&lt;img src="http://act.pih.org/page/-/img/stand-with-haiti.png" alt="Stand With Haiti" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Text "Yele" to 501501 to donate $5 to Yele Haiti -- My good friend Wyclef Jean (@wyclef) created this foundation to permanently improve the lives of the most impoverished in his home country of Haiti. Over the years, the stories I have heard from Wyclef remind me of how hard the living is there. I am humbled by Wyclef's commitment to the region and the impact Yele Haiti has there every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to do this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) 1) Text "HAITI" to "90999" to donate $10 to the Red Cross -- Our friends at the US State Department, including Katie Stanton (@kateatstate), very quickly put together this number to channel relief contributions directly to first responders who will be on the ground there. I love that our government does things like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the red cross has gathered 6 million dollars so far on text message donations alone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Or if you want to do something outside of giving money, &lt;br /&gt;you can fill a shoe box for a Haitian child through Million for Haiti: &lt;br /&gt;Fill a shoe box with the following: 1 travel toothpaste, 1 toothbrush, 4 granola &lt;br /&gt;type bars, 1 bottled water (16 oz.). &lt;br /&gt;Mail your shoebox to: &lt;br /&gt;Million For Haiti &lt;br /&gt;3500 &lt;br /&gt;American Blvd. #685 Minneapolis MN 55431 &lt;br /&gt;USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching people rally to support Haiti renews my faith in Americans. These needs are immediate!  Go, go, go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-1972089124487584462?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1972089124487584462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=1972089124487584462' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1972089124487584462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1972089124487584462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/01/help-haiti.html' title='Help Haiti'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-1092774567967254705</id><published>2010-01-09T12:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T13:02:02.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Use your voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S0jgtK32dII/AAAAAAAAAe8/mlEf0Bl93os/s1600-h/half_the_sky-300x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S0jgtK32dII/AAAAAAAAAe8/mlEf0Bl93os/s320/half_the_sky-300x300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424832817785107586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Whom it May Concern:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing with the intent that these words will reach The First Lady and/or Secretary of State, Hilary Clinton.  With that said, I will be happy if this email impacts anyone.  One life transformed is a victory.  I want to encourage the reading of the astonishing work, 'Half The Sky: Turning Oppression Into Opportunity For Women Worldwide.'  I am desperate to educate American people and our leaders concerning the position and treatment of women worldwide.  This book cannot be read without touching and engaging action within its reader.  I am passionate about changing and empowering the lives of women worldwide.  Together, I believe the limits are endless. Please, please, I beg, read the book.  It will change you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ande Uriguen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right people.  I have contacted The White House.  I assume that the acceptance of my email will be quickly followed with a click of the trash button, possibly after I have been sent the standard form letter of thanks for contacting The White House blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;However, what if the one person that reads my email decides to pick up the book.  I consider that a victory.  This book cannot be read without igniting the desire to help.  Helping can be getting someone else to read the book, telling the stories of these courageous women, volunteering, and/or donating.  So, if with this plea letter my words have encouraged even just one person &lt;br /&gt;to educate themselves, my voice was heard.  ATTN to LBL blog readers: READ THE BOOK. TRANSFORM YOURSELF. MAKE A DIFFERENCE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-1092774567967254705?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1092774567967254705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=1092774567967254705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1092774567967254705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1092774567967254705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/01/use-your-voice.html' title='Use your voice'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S0jgtK32dII/AAAAAAAAAe8/mlEf0Bl93os/s72-c/half_the_sky-300x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-1220382765663125621</id><published>2010-01-08T21:14:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:19:09.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S0gDsLBVLDI/AAAAAAAAAe0/AsMQhjawlWE/s1600-h/starfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S0gDsLBVLDI/AAAAAAAAAe0/AsMQhjawlWE/s320/starfish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424589808575261746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Hawaiian parable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man goes out on the beach and sees that it is covered with starfish that have washed up in the tide.  A little boy&lt;br /&gt;is walking along, picking them up and throwing them back into the water.  "What are you doing, son?" the man asks.&lt;br /&gt;"You see how many starfish there are? You'll never make a difference."&lt;br /&gt;The boy paused thoughtfully, and picked up another starfish and threw it into the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;"It sure made a difference to that one," he said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-1220382765663125621?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/1220382765663125621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=1220382765663125621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1220382765663125621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/1220382765663125621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/01/hawaiian-parable-man-goes-out-on-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S0gDsLBVLDI/AAAAAAAAAe0/AsMQhjawlWE/s72-c/starfish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-3396219209880644086</id><published>2010-01-06T21:18:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:32:29.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM a sponsor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S0VjaZrGpgI/AAAAAAAAAes/_1JlMaQ56Dc/s1600-h/image-9b517121547823d77ea865f081b0933e-I-Sponsor-design1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S0VjaZrGpgI/AAAAAAAAAes/_1JlMaQ56Dc/s320/image-9b517121547823d77ea865f081b0933e-I-Sponsor-design1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423850631457056258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I received an email telling me that I had been matched up with my sponsor sister.  That in weeks to come, I will be receiving my sponsor packet with information about my sister.  I am so honored.  Moments before that I had another email &lt;br /&gt;from a remarkable person, stating that she has signed up to sponsor a woman.  YES!  I can look at this picture and soon a woman will be able to hold one of me and know she is loved.  My heart is so full.&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering why i haven't had more comments and inquiries concerning women for women.  IT IS AMAZING!  check it out. sponsor a sister. get involved in the new year.  bring support to someone who desperately needs it and receive love and light in return.  not to mention..... i am not going away.  my love for these women not going away.... so do something and shut me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-3396219209880644086?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/3396219209880644086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=3396219209880644086' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3396219209880644086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/3396219209880644086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-sponsor.html' title='I AM a sponsor'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/S0VjaZrGpgI/AAAAAAAAAes/_1JlMaQ56Dc/s72-c/image-9b517121547823d77ea865f081b0933e-I-Sponsor-design1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-6237614737257400306</id><published>2009-12-25T17:27:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T17:37:34.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Women for Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/SzVZfxrko4I/AAAAAAAAAek/SRn8bJlhGgI/s1600-h/image-509c7bba729b07bbf10bd5a26e9d79bd-I-Support-design1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/SzVZfxrko4I/AAAAAAAAAek/SRn8bJlhGgI/s320/image-509c7bba729b07bbf10bd5a26e9d79bd-I-Support-design1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419336129057170306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women for Women International helps women in war-torn regions transform their lives by providing financial and emotional support, rights awareness and leadership education and job skills training. Through our program, women become confident, independent and productive as they embrace the importance of their roles in rebuilding their families, their communities and, ultimately, their nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am posting this to open my eyes and yours.  Women around the world need our help.  I don't know if any of you saw&lt;br /&gt;the Oprah show about the book 'Half the sky.'  I just got the last 15 minutes and I knew that I had to do something! That I have&lt;br /&gt;to encourage others too as well.  Women and children need our help.  I am not sure, but you may be having the same similar thought that I was.... that there are women and children that need our help here.  True, but there are resources in this country.  We can not compare the United States with the Women of Congo.  They have less than nothing.  So, before I continue on a gigantic soap box, please check out these sites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.oprah.com/forallwomen&lt;br /&gt;www.womenforwomen.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many ways to help. Many donations to choose from. I was a little overwhelmed.  Wanting to do them all.  I have chosen to sponsor a woman monthly.  For just 27 bucks a month you can change a women's life.  I mean it!  Change her entire life! You will be connected with her and will get the opportunity to exchange letters with her.  I saw a tid bit on a woman from the northwest that started by sponsoring 2 women, how she exchanged letters, and was able to go meet them.  I know that we are all tight with our dollars right now.  I also know that I waste 27 dollars when I can be making a difference.  A big, big, difference.  Please... I beg.... consider doing something.  These women need us.  Even if you just get the word out.  Encourage others you know to get involved.  I already feel as though I am getting much more than I can ever give them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-6237614737257400306?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/6237614737257400306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=6237614737257400306' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6237614737257400306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6237614737257400306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2009/12/women-for-women.html' title='Women for Women'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/SzVZfxrko4I/AAAAAAAAAek/SRn8bJlhGgI/s72-c/image-509c7bba729b07bbf10bd5a26e9d79bd-I-Support-design1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-6844512077240501843</id><published>2009-12-16T22:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T22:21:54.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate Bush - This Woman's Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/7TupvVpxY_U' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/7TupvVpxY_U'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-6844512077240501843?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/6844512077240501843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=6844512077240501843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6844512077240501843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/6844512077240501843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2009/12/kate-bush-this-woman-work.html' title='Kate Bush - This Woman&amp;#39;s Work'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-2028720330185807524</id><published>2009-12-14T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T10:43:07.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, Little Basque Lady...... What am I going to do with you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-2028720330185807524?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/2028720330185807524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=2028720330185807524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2028720330185807524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2028720330185807524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-little-basque-lady.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-2393609793472578172</id><published>2009-12-13T12:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T12:18:48.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Invictus&lt;br /&gt;Out of the night that covers me,&lt;br /&gt;Black as the Pit from pole to pole,&lt;br /&gt;I thank whatever gods may be&lt;br /&gt;For my unconquerable soul.&lt;br /&gt;In the fell clutch of circumstance&lt;br /&gt;I have not winced nor cried aloud.&lt;br /&gt;Under the bludgeonings of chance&lt;br /&gt;My head is bloody, but unbowed.&lt;br /&gt;Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms&lt;br /&gt;but the Horror of the shade,&lt;br /&gt;And yet the menace of the years Finds,&lt;br /&gt;and shall find, me unafraid.&lt;br /&gt;It matters not how strait the gate,&lt;br /&gt;How charged with punishments the scroll,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am the master of my fate: &lt;br /&gt;I am the captain of my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poem By: William Ernest Henley 1849-1903&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-2393609793472578172?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/2393609793472578172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=2393609793472578172' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2393609793472578172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2393609793472578172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2009/12/invictus-out-of-night-that-covers-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952843083969208792.post-2191581151286298676</id><published>2009-12-13T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T12:16:44.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>- already, I am a failure.&lt;br /&gt;- I have been absolutely miserable to be around.  I have been everything I despise: negative, angry, bitter, naggy, bitchy, whiny, emotional, powerless, lightless, and perpetually grumpy.  Nobody should have to be a recipient of that darkness.  I recognize that.  I should be more in control of me. Sometimes I am not.  I am sorry. very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;- went for a winter wonderland drive.  it's a mess out there! The snow shower is really slush and ice.  I turned around and went for home.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't think I will snowshoe at 2pm.  With all the clothing I own, I don't think I am equipt for this wet weather.  And for a first timer.... I would rather not be miserable from the get go.  &lt;br /&gt;- better get out and shovel before that slush turns to an ice skating sidewalk.&lt;br /&gt;- know i am in a bad way when i get a doughnut at the gas station.  and I always put expectation on the pastry that is never met.  :(  I ate half of it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;- enough with expectations LBL.  They are unfair and hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;- i miss physical activity.  it really is the only way i have found that effectively relieves tension for me. meditation? nope.  you try to clear this head. chanting? ummm. no. journaling? huh uh.  getting my ass kicked in a work out followed by a shower and tea. ding! ding! ding!  As I have told you before, my mom tells me I am a much nicer person when i work out.&lt;br /&gt;- still obsessed with crystal light and wasabi with soy sauce almonds.&lt;br /&gt;- borders opens in 10 min and i am hoping for a beg. knitting book.  if i am not going to snowshoe today, i need to try knitting.&lt;br /&gt;- why does it seem like dark always conquers light?  I try to be cheerful and happy.  smiling at everyone. offering a greeting.  After a while i end up this nasty form of me.  Why is that? Why is my power not strong enough to knock that ugly shit out?&lt;br /&gt;- why do i have adorable things to wear and i am in fleece pant with the guinness beer emblem on them?  oh...maybe because I need MORE cute things to adorn this figure.&lt;br /&gt;- am talking to daisy.&lt;br /&gt;- haven't been as appreciative and grateful as I want to be.  Not as expressive about my appreciation as is needed. &lt;br /&gt;- there has to be a place for someone like me.  there has to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6952843083969208792-2191581151286298676?l=littlebasquelady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/feeds/2191581151286298676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6952843083969208792&amp;postID=2191581151286298676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2191581151286298676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6952843083969208792/posts/default/2191581151286298676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebasquelady.blogspot.com/2009/12/today_13.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Little Basque Lady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17064841710640383986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1PTSAn_vFpk/Sqxaap8KtII/AAAAAAAAAb4/E6AkgtQ5iXY/S220/DSC00348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
