<?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-6071366166211850148</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:28:15.814-04:00</updated><category term='Berea College'/><category term='TLC'/><category term='looks'/><category term='Amazon'/><category term='privacy'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='LibraryThing'/><category term='mashups'/><category term='cheek=to-cheek kiss'/><category term='Real Simple'/><category term='John Mayer'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='social networking'/><category term='car trips'/><category term='Netvouz'/><category term='appearance'/><category term='wikis'/><category term='rss'/><category term='LinkedIn'/><category term='Geneva'/><category term='youth'/><category term='Prius'/><category term='age'/><category term='podcasts'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='accents'/><category term='work'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='balance'/><category term='America&apos;s Funniest Home Videos'/><category term='Zoho'/><category term='baseball'/><category term='exercise'/><category term='handshakes'/><category term='del.icio.us'/><category term='Mat Kearney'/><category term='e-mail overload'/><category term='work/social events'/><category term='God'/><category term='recipe mistakes'/><category term='politics'/><category term='hybrid'/><category term='sunburn'/><category term='music'/><category term='Russian'/><category term='YouTube'/><category term='communication'/><category term='bookmarks'/><category term='A blog post about nothing'/><category term='MySpace'/><category term='feed readers'/><category term='Web 2.0'/><category term='Rollyo'/><category term='Cho'/><category term='find new rss feeds'/><category term='mice'/><category term='uncontrolled vocabulary'/><category term='life'/><category term='traveling'/><category term='eyebrows'/><category term='personal t ime'/><category term='10 p.m.'/><category term='comfortable shoes'/><category term='Google Documents'/><category term='Web 2.0 tagging'/><category term='cat'/><category term='fear'/><title type='text'>That Girl, with the Hair .....</title><subtitle type='html'>Random thoughts mostly about life, marriage, and the really dumb things I do</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-4143078736892895119</id><published>2008-09-22T18:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:29:29.194-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Simple'/><title type='text'>1/2 Cup of Fresh Parsley is not the Same as 1/2 of Dried Parsley</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recipe&lt;/span&gt; I found in a recent issue of the &lt;em&gt;Real Simple &lt;/em&gt;magazine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tortellini with Eggplant and Peppers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Serves 4  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2 tablespoons olive oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1 medium eggplant, cut into 1/2 inch pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2 bell peppers, cut into 1/2 inch pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kosher salt and pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4 cloves garlic, chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1/4 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3 cups low-sodium vegetable broth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1 pound cheese tortellini (fresh or frozen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1/2 cup fresh flat-leaf parsley, chopped (NOTE:  1/2 cup of fresh parsley is a little less than 1/2 dried parsley.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1/2 cup grated Parmesan (2 ounces)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1.  Heat the oil in a very large skillet or pan over medium-high heat.  Add the eggplant, bell peppers, 1/2 teaspoon salt, and 1/4 teaspoon pepper.  Cook, stirring occasionally, until the vegetables begin to soften, 6 to 8 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Add the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;garlic&lt;/span&gt; and red pepper flakes and cook, stirring 1 minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3.  Add the broth and tortellini.  Cover and simmer over medium heat, stirring occasionally, until the tortellini are cooked through and most of the broth is absorbed, 12 to 15 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4.  Fold in the parsley and 1/4 cup of the Parmesan.  Spoon into bowls and sprinkle with the remaining 1/4 cup of Parmesan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Again, note, 1/2 cup of fresh parsley so not the same as 1/2 cup of dried parsley.  I think I could have used 1 tablespoon of the dried parsley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-4143078736892895119?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/4143078736892895119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=4143078736892895119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4143078736892895119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4143078736892895119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/09/12-cup-of-fresh-parsley-is-not-same-as.html' title='1/2 Cup of Fresh Parsley is not the Same as 1/2 of Dried Parsley'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-4525998882465636801</id><published>2008-09-10T13:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T13:09:30.889-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This morning I had to get up earlier than the chickens at 5 am in order to be in Corbin by 8 am.  Part of me is thinking that, if I was wise, I would get up at 5 am again tomorrow morning (and the next, and the next, and the next) to exercise.  In fact, I know that would be a really good thing for me to do.  But, the other part of me is a realist and knows that there is no way that's going to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-4525998882465636801?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/4525998882465636801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=4525998882465636801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4525998882465636801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4525998882465636801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/09/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-5541438704483496945</id><published>2008-09-07T18:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:31:24.968-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunburn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>And Today's Dumb Thing that I Did....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Went to the Reds' game in Cincinnati and got REALLY sunburned.  I SO know better than that.  Now I look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;super cool&lt;/span&gt; with the ballpark sunburn - two bright red stripes on your knees where your shorts ended.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But, the Reds won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-5541438704483496945?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/5541438704483496945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=5541438704483496945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5541438704483496945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5541438704483496945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-todays-dumb-thing-that-i-did.html' title='And Today&apos;s Dumb Thing that I Did....'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-6267905903479068770</id><published>2008-09-07T18:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:28:40.890-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>I'll Be Glad When November 5 is Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Is anybody else sick of all the political ads yet?  And the signs in the yards already?!  (Though somebody told me recently that it's illegal in our county to have political signs in yards this early....) I've picked the candidate that I will be voting for on November 4, and if you know me at all I'm sure you know who that candidate is, but, my gosh, I'm already sick of hearing about both parties at this point.  Not to mention that MBM has many international co-workers....try explaining our political system to them sometime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-6267905903479068770?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/6267905903479068770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=6267905903479068770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/6267905903479068770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/6267905903479068770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/09/ill-be-glad-when-november-5-is-here.html' title='I&apos;ll Be Glad When November 5 is Here'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-6370460546977537088</id><published>2008-09-02T17:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T17:30:26.056-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car trips'/><title type='text'>2 Hour Bladder vs. 5 Hour Bladder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Car trips with the husband are always a, well, um, experience.  I like to joke that I have a 2 hour bladder while the husband has a 5 + hour bladder.  The problem is that the owner of the 5 hour bladder is usually driving so it requires serious nagging, pleading, and threats of an accident before he will begrudgingly pull over, engine still running, let me jump out, and do my best to jump through the passenger side window before he pulls back onto the interstate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you get concerned about my health or the husband's driving, I am, of course, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exaggerating&lt;/span&gt; .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-6370460546977537088?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/6370460546977537088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=6370460546977537088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/6370460546977537088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/6370460546977537088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/09/2-hour-bladder-vs-5-hour-bladder.html' title='2 Hour Bladder vs. 5 Hour Bladder'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-4650559562275342387</id><published>2008-07-24T17:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:36:21.117-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>How NOT to Communicate with Your Spouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1.  Taping something important they need to see to the garage door.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2.  Leaving an Evite that was sent to you open on the home computer in hopes that your spouse will, one, see it, and, two, actually read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3.  Make sighing noises whenever your spouse is around in hopes that they will read your mind and know what you want them to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4.  Nag.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What have I left off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-4650559562275342387?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/4650559562275342387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=4650559562275342387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4650559562275342387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4650559562275342387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-not-to-communicate-with-your-spouse.html' title='How NOT to Communicate with Your Spouse'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-442603029110195520</id><published>2008-07-13T17:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T17:11:51.977-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheek=to-cheek kiss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work/social events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handshakes'/><title type='text'>The kiss or the handshake?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As you may or may not remember, my husband &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MBM&lt;/span&gt; works with people from all over the world.  Mexico, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Argentina&lt;/span&gt;, Columbia, Switzerland, France, Germany, South Africa, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we had about 15 of his co-workers over.  Several Americans (though not all from Kentucky) and several from Switzerland and France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the question:  do you shake hands or do the cheek-to-cheek kiss?  I didn't do so well this time.  But I think I'm going to need to know this for future work-related events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have NEVER met the person before, what do I do?  At the beginning?  And then at the end? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-442603029110195520?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/442603029110195520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=442603029110195520' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/442603029110195520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/442603029110195520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/07/kiss-or-handshake.html' title='The kiss or the handshake?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-1505959821064068039</id><published>2008-07-09T17:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:14:03.722-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traveling'/><title type='text'>Eeeek!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;MBM is finally home from all his travels.  He really went all over this time -- Portugal (I actually asked the question, "What do they speak in Portugal?" Not my smartest moment ever), Spain, England, the Netherlands, Switzerland, and I think there's another country that I'm leaving out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, while he's gone, I have no choice but to adapt to "single" life or go crazy. So much thanks go to HG, KA, DK, MB, MS and a few others who didn't let me just sit at home in front of the TV and pack on another extra 20 pounds that I don't need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with that, though, is you get use to being "single".   Bed all to yourself, no one using up all the hot water before your shower, and you actually get to control the remote control.  I know.  Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, two months later, you have to get use to be married again.  It's kinda weird at first, to be honest.  Stretching out in bed at night, when you hit somebody beside you in the head (who, luckily, is a very sound sleeper and won't even get their butt to the basement when there is a tornado!), scream "Eeeek!" you remember that your husband is actually home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-1505959821064068039?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/1505959821064068039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=1505959821064068039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/1505959821064068039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/1505959821064068039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/07/eeeek.html' title='Eeeek!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-770369668028349482</id><published>2008-04-21T08:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T08:48:14.252-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyebrows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='looks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Girls Do the Stupidest Things for Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Confession:  I get my eyebrows waxed.  Have been regularly for about a year now.  With my Dad's Russian genetics, I gotta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When I went on Saturday to get my hair trimmed and my eyebrows waxed it definitely felt different.  It hurt more then it usually does and continued to hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When I got home, I freaked.  I totally had two burns.  I think the wax was either a little too hot or got a little too close to my eyelid skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today I have a scab -- yes, really -- above each eye and below my eyebrow.  I almost wore my glasses to distract but then I just looked like a girl with glasses and two scabs above each eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to add injury to insult, I am attending and presenting at a regional conference this Thursday.  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a dork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ladies -- and gentlemen -- what stupid things have you done because of vanity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-770369668028349482?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/770369668028349482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=770369668028349482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/770369668028349482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/770369668028349482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/04/girls-do-stupidest-things-for-beauty.html' title='Girls Do the Stupidest Things for Beauty'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-3658933217379465912</id><published>2008-04-01T14:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T14:25:16.993-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e-mail overload'/><title type='text'>373 E-Mails!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In an effort to maintain my sanity, I have a separate e-mail address I use to subscribe to professional listservs, sign-up for professional stuff, etc.  You get the idea.  It's different from my personal e-mail but still keeps that kind of stuff out of my work e-mail box.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's a Gmail account, so one nice thing is that it will group "discussions" together, making related e-mails easy to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Only, it has 373 UNREAD e-mails.  So, all of these are from professional listservs, mostly from just one listserv.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I might have to wave the white flag and just mark all as read and delete them.  I don't know what else to do.  I'm pretty good about catching the job postings and deleting those quickly.  But I have this bad habit of saving the other topical e-mails, telling myself that's useful information and I'll read it later.  Only later is here and I now have 373 that I haven't read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-3658933217379465912?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/3658933217379465912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=3658933217379465912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/3658933217379465912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/3658933217379465912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/04/373-e-mails.html' title='373 E-Mails!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-3396282183830763169</id><published>2008-03-02T16:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T16:53:36.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Apparently the leak is "non-hazardous" but the company should be coming out to fix in a couple of weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-3396282183830763169?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/3396282183830763169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=3396282183830763169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/3396282183830763169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/3396282183830763169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-7549076921182848291</id><published>2008-03-02T14:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T14:42:08.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gas Leak?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My neighbors just let me know that they're smelling gas coming out of our gas curb box by the street.  Sigh.  I can't believe this stuff always happens when Matt is gone.  I called and reported it.  Stay tuned....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-7549076921182848291?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/7549076921182848291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=7549076921182848291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7549076921182848291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7549076921182848291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/03/gas-leak.html' title='Gas Leak?!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-4069585511701947221</id><published>2008-02-29T15:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T15:48:29.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in Branch Librarianship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(or, what you should learn about in management classes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So far this semester our branch library has:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1.  Had a leak in the ceiling which damaged a few books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2.  Had an uneasy incident involving one of our student employees and an angry         ex-girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3.  Had to operate despite unavoidable absences of both staff people at the             same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4.  Found ourselves in an new organization division with a new direct boss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That's just so far this semester and we haven't even gotten to spring break yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-4069585511701947221?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/4069585511701947221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=4069585511701947221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4069585511701947221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4069585511701947221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/02/adventures-in-branch-librarianship.html' title='Adventures in Branch Librarianship'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-4075748525951732081</id><published>2008-02-26T19:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T19:10:52.257-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 p.m.'/><title type='text'>When Did 10 pm Become Too Late?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Last weekend some friends invited me to join them for trivia.  Sounded like fun and I was actually up for it.  Until I learned that it didn't start until 10 p.m.  10 p.m.?!  I thought.  That's late.  And it was even a Friday night.  Not like I had to get up super early to go to work the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So I started thinking and asked myself, "When did 10 p.m. become too late?"  I mean, it's not like we have kids or anything yet.  Though after a long day of work, commuting 45 minutes each way, and some hours at home, not to mention all that other stuff I gotta do once I get home, I am usually ready for bed long before the DVR reads 10 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-4075748525951732081?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/4075748525951732081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=4075748525951732081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4075748525951732081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4075748525951732081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-did-10-pm-become-too-late.html' title='When Did 10 pm Become Too Late?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-3930110653379879478</id><published>2008-02-19T21:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:17:09.918-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cho'/><title type='text'>The Great Hunter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/R7uNVT15wUI/AAAAAAAAACI/jZS-DM6wv3M/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/R7uNVT15wUI/AAAAAAAAACI/jZS-DM6wv3M/s400/DSC00285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168880394580902210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The great hunter.  Isn't she terrifying in her jungle lair?  Mice tremble and run away.  Or so we hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-3930110653379879478?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/3930110653379879478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=3930110653379879478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/3930110653379879478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/3930110653379879478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/02/great-hunter.html' title='The Great Hunter'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/R7uNVT15wUI/AAAAAAAAACI/jZS-DM6wv3M/s72-c/DSC00285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-7986439823260309501</id><published>2008-02-19T11:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:28:10.606-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mice'/><title type='text'>Are You Kidding Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The strangest, most awful things always happen while the husband's away.  Every time.  Yesterday was a crazy, crazy day at work.  Plus, I'm sick (I'm going to the doctor today.  I swear!)  So it actually came as no suprise -- though still quite unpleasant -- when I discovered the present our 100% indoor, never ever goes outside, cat left for me on the floor at the foot of the bed this morning.  A mouse.  A dead mouse.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Believe it or not, I didn't scream.  I just covered it up with something heavy just in case it wasn't actually dead but playing dead.  Cho was so proud.  I could tell.  And this discovery explains the unusal amount of time the cat has spent in the basement the past couple of days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Orkin is coming on Friday.  And, once again, I get to deal with something like this sans husband.  Well, you know what they say, "When the cat's away, the mice will play."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-7986439823260309501?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/7986439823260309501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=7986439823260309501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7986439823260309501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7986439823260309501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/02/are-you-kidding-me.html' title='Are You Kidding Me?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-1283980856811009227</id><published>2008-01-03T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T09:59:56.806-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal t ime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balance'/><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's that time again.  The time of year we all make commitments -- sometimes silently and sometimes out loud -- to change something.  Scores of people show up at the gym the first week of January, only to disappear a few weeks in.  Churches must see more attendance.  People try to quit smoking, or stop drinking soda (or pop if I acknowledge my eastern Kentucky roots here), and who knows what else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And, of course, I want to be better this year too.  Yes, I want to eat better and exercise more, but I am refusing to say that I'm going to "diet" or "lose weight."  Diets never work any way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But on the top of my list this year above all those things that could change the way I look physically is that I want to leave work at work.  I love my job.  But, I also enjoy my life outside of work too.  Last year was both a great year and a stressful year.  And some of the things that made it great also made it stressful.  And more and more over the year I let my work creep -- well, swallow -- my personal time.  And the more and more I let this happen the more it affected my interactions with family, friends, and co-workers.  There are three things I should know about myself by now:  I need to pick out my clothes the night before, I can never cut my hair short again (I think I've destroyed all photos from 2003-2005 by now), and I do not communicate well when I'm severely stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So, no more!  I'm going to try to keep work at work.  I'm going to figure out ways to work smarter, not harder. And I'm going to ask for help or guidance when I need it.  And don't be surprised if I ask you to be a lunch pal who will let me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-stress without judging me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-1283980856811009227?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/1283980856811009227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=1283980856811009227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/1283980856811009227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/1283980856811009227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2008/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-2979986213461463784</id><published>2007-12-15T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T10:01:26.738-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A blog post about nothing'/><title type='text'>Some Random Observations about Europe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hotels in Europe (well, Switzerland and Italy, at least) don't have alarm clocks.  The clock is in the TV, if at all.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Getting connected to the Internet is expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Elevators are small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bring more books than you think you'll need.  I finished the two books I brought early.  Funny thing about Europe -- the bookstores don't have any books in English.  Weird, huh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Husbands work really hard and really long hours when they're there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's much easier adjusting to the time change coming home (Europe to US) than going over (US to Europe).  I had the best night's sleep I've had in 2 weeks last night.  But then I was wide awake at 5 am this morning....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This whole idea that you don't tip waiters in Europe really isn't true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Getting in from dinner on Wednesday night at 11:30 pm is early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nothing is open on Sunday.  NOTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Is it weird that I craved sushi while I was over there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;NBA games make the sport highlights on BBC and CNN.  Not a mention about US professional football though.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What the heck is cricket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What a weird &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/myhero/index.shtml"&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bidets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-2979986213461463784?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/2979986213461463784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=2979986213461463784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/2979986213461463784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/2979986213461463784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/12/some-random-observations-about-europe.html' title='Some Random Observations about Europe'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-5541786643447629977</id><published>2007-12-11T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T10:02:26.490-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geneva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Sorry, I Only Speak English</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Matt is blogging about our Italy vacation adventures last week over at his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://hikerchef.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; so I won't duplicate efforts.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Matt is hard at work in Geneva, Switzerland this week and next week.  I'm here this week with him getting to eat dinner at some of his favorite places and trying to do the tourist thing solo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday, I took it easy, slept late, read, met Matt for lunch, etc.  Today, however, I ventured out.  Went to lunch on my own and then caught local bus 29 to downtown Geneva.  I was going to try to catch a bus to do a 2 hour city tour but couldn't find the depot location.  Still a good afternoon, though, and I got my Geneva and bus legs.  Managed to catch the bus back and wind up where I wanted.  Hurrah!  I plan to head downtown again on Wednesday and Thursday and explore old town one day and see all of the international organizations the next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I had to share what happened today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Crossing the street, I catch a gentleman in his 40s (I'm guessing) looking at me.  He walks up to me and starts speaking Russian.  Yep, Russian.  In Geneva, Switzerland where most everyone speaks French.  So, of course, I say, "Sorry, I speak English."  Then he starts speaking English and explains that he is currently studying Russian and, looking at me, he thought I was Russian.  Don't know how many of you out there know this, but my Dad's father was 100% Russian - my great-grandparents immigrated from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Stebnik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; near the Carpathian Mountains in the 1800's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay, so the interaction only gets more bizarre from there.  After a few moments of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pleasantries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, he asks me if he can talk to me about the Lord.  And proceeds to witness to me for a good 15 minutes.  Really.  Seriously.   And I listened.  I didn't feel threatened or anything.  I think he just decided when he woke up this morning he was going to witness to at least one person.  And I just happened to be the person he picked, probably because he thought I was Russian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, anybody else just find it bizarre and ironic that I travel thousands of miles from Kentucky which is in the heart of the Bible belt to be witnessed to about the Lord in Geneva, Switzerland?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-5541786643447629977?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/5541786643447629977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=5541786643447629977' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5541786643447629977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5541786643447629977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/12/sorry-i-only-speak-english.html' title='Sorry, I Only Speak English'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-399456074597131722</id><published>2007-11-27T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:52:07.153-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mashups'/><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  Mashup Editors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay, seriously, people have way too much time on their hands.  Give me a call; you can help me clean my house!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One of the first things we learned about with this lesson is how "creative" types have come up with lots of different ways to find photos on Flickr thanks to mashups.  Over at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://mashable.com/2007/07/11/browse-flickr-photos/"&gt;11 Craziest Ways to Browse Flickr Photos &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we learned about tools that will let you search for photos on Flickr using song lyrics, RSS, and lots of other crazy ways.  The one cool one looked to be the one that let you search by color, which I bet could be useful for someone looking to match colors for a website, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Next, I'm suppose to actually try to create a mashup of my own.  Hmm, yikes.  I'm going to have to think about this.  Stay tuned.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:  I surrender!  I can not think of a mash-up to create.  Seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-399456074597131722?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/399456074597131722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=399456074597131722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/399456074597131722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/399456074597131722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/11/learning-20-mashup-editors.html' title='Learning 2.0:  Mashup Editors'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-8406755007831864259</id><published>2007-11-20T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T15:05:01.174-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mashups'/><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  Mashups</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;One of most interesting, and confusing, web 2.0 tools we learned about was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mashups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mashups&lt;/span&gt; are basically taking one tool and combining it with another to create a whole new product..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There are several sites out there that list many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mashups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.  In exploring those sites, I came across one that interested me immediately:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://advocacy.globalvoicesonline.org/maps/"&gt;Access Denied Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.  What this map does is highlight websites that have been banned or blocked and where this happened.  It was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fascinating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; to see what sites are being blogged (Blogger and other blogging sites were very common) and where they are being blocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I definitely see the potential of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mashups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; in education.  The possibility of combining Google Maps and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; for an exploration of mountain top removal; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LibraryThing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; and Blogger; the possibilities are endless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-8406755007831864259?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/8406755007831864259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=8406755007831864259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/8406755007831864259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/8406755007831864259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/11/learning-20-mashups.html' title='Learning 2.0:  Mashups'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-7678873348437019012</id><published>2007-11-20T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T13:42:15.541-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='podcasts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncontrolled vocabulary'/><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  Podcasts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wow, there are a lot of different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;podcasts&lt;/span&gt; out there!  More than enough for any type of interest or profession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I looked at two podcast directories to try to find some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;podcasts&lt;/span&gt; of interest to me:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.podcast.net"&gt;Podcast.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.podcastalley.com"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Podcastalley&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.  I definitely liked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Podcastalley&lt;/span&gt; more as it at least seemed easier to search to me and had more library-related topics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I did locate a podcast which I have been hearing about for a while called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://uncontrolledvocabulary.blogspot.com/"&gt;Uncontrolled Vocabulary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.  Lots of different librarians, from both public and academic libraries, participate in a conversation about libraries and library issues.  What could be better than that?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-7678873348437019012?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/7678873348437019012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=7678873348437019012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7678873348437019012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7678873348437019012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/11/learning-20-podcasts.html' title='Learning 2.0:  Podcasts'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-6255236759032054666</id><published>2007-11-09T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:23:14.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accents'/><title type='text'>Midland? Hmmm....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My friend over at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://juliegeorge.blogspot.com/"&gt;It's Not Easy Being a George&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; took an accent quiz.  So I had to take it too.  Here's what it said about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;The Midland&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 80%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;"You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent."  You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas.  You have a good voice for TV and radio.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The West&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 61%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Inland North&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 56%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The South&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 54%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Northeast&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 39%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 33%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Boston&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 31%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;North Central&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 25%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_american_accent_do_you_have"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Try it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_american_accent_do_you_have"&gt;http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_american_accent_do_you_have&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-6255236759032054666?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/6255236759032054666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=6255236759032054666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/6255236759032054666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/6255236759032054666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/11/midland-hmmm.html' title='Midland? Hmmm....'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-5555426263751874398</id><published>2007-10-17T12:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:24:43.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berea College'/><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  Lost in YouTube</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I did it again.  I'm lost in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt;.  I go and look at this, then this, then this, and before I know it, it's been an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided I'd try searching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Berea&lt;/span&gt; College on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt; to see what, if anything, is there. Wow.  Tons of stuff.  And let me just say that "these kids today" must have more money then we did when we went there.  There's no way I could have been able to afford a video camera or even a digital camera when I went there.  And they're complaining about $30 paychecks.  When we went there ..... But I digress.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On the first page of hits, I discovered some clever videos produced by the College's PR office.  Like this one: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-0213558635709154 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/AXciF78twag"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AXciF78twag"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AXciF78twag" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But then, I discover so much more.  Video from the Library's student Christmas party (ah, I remember it well).  And then, a video of two girls talking about "You Know You Go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Berea&lt;/span&gt; When..."  It's funny how still very similar a lot of these are.  These same girls also appear to have a series on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt; they call "10 Random Questions."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt; is definitely a site for fun.  But I think the opportunities  of use by academic institutions, faculty, and libraries is enormous.  It's a great place to go to find video to use in the classroom, to link to websites, etc.  But it absolutely a great place to SHARE your original videos, lectures, presentations, etc.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-5555426263751874398?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/5555426263751874398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=5555426263751874398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5555426263751874398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5555426263751874398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/10/lost-in-youtube.html' title='Learning 2.0:  Lost in YouTube'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-4731713379554035825</id><published>2007-10-17T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:24:16.016-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google Documents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zoho'/><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  Processing Words on the Web</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I see it in my job every day.  A student has written a paper in Works, or Word 97, or Word 2007 and then comes to library to print it off.  Only the machine they are on does not have the program that they originally wrote their paper in.  Sometimes, we can help them if it's a Word 97 vs. 2007 issue.  But, if it's Works, out oh.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What's the solution.  Well, a solution might be using a web-based tool like Google Documents or Zoho Writer.  These tools have many (but not all) of the great features that software like Microsoft Word have.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But these tools have some advantages over the more traditional tools.  For example, some colleagues and I are working on a presentation together.  Not only am I physically located in a different building than my colleagues, but we are also having a difficult (well, impossible) time getting together because of all of our crazy schedules.  Our solution was Google Presentations which will let us work COLLABORATIVELY together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Another benefit of Google Docs and Zoho are that you can create a document there and then publish it on the web or in your blog.  No need to get into HTML and even to use a web editing software.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One thing I have discovered is that some of these 2.0 tools don't have some of the nice features of the more traditional tools.  For instance, with Google Presentations, there is no "notes" feature which can be so helpful when working on a presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think these 2.0 tools have great promise for collaborative work.  Faculty, staff, and students working on projects or academic assignments could all benefit from using some of these tools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-4731713379554035825?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/4731713379554035825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=4731713379554035825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4731713379554035825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4731713379554035825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/10/processing-words-on-web.html' title='Learning 2.0:  Processing Words on the Web'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-8490678243682554637</id><published>2007-10-10T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:24:57.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  #16, Web-Based Applications</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today I looked a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://library2go.wordpress.com/"&gt;UCD Library 2 Go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; blog and saw how they are trying to tell their students about Web 2.0 tools that might be helpful to them.  It was interesting to see how another institution approaches some of the same tools that we have been learning about.  It was also great to learn about some other tools that I had not heard about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As teaching faculty continue to add problem-based and active learning to their classes, whether the class meets physically and virtually, I see great potential for many of these tools to help students complete group work.  Tools like Google Documents, with new presentation features, I think especially hold promise as they will allow students to work collaboratively without the limits of meeting times, time zones, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am currently on the planning committee for a regional conference and have been amazed by variety of costly web tools my colleagues from different institutions are using to make collaborative work possible.  I know internally we have something as well.  Thanks to the tools we've been learning about here at my library, I know that there are free web tools out there that will complete just about all of these tasks too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-8490678243682554637?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/8490678243682554637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=8490678243682554637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/8490678243682554637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/8490678243682554637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/10/16-web-based-applications.html' title='Learning 2.0:  #16, Web-Based Applications'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-538733356608189360</id><published>2007-10-10T14:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T14:17:06.808-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='age'/><title type='text'>Maybe it's the moisturizer?  Or the hair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On Friday, I wore jeans and a t-shirt with my employing university's emblem to work because I spent four sweaty hours shifting bound periodicals.  Even though I am a librarian, this isn't something I have to do too often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;great &lt;/strong&gt;student employee I worked with all afternoon thought I was a student employee at first.  Clearing that up, after a little bit, she finally came out and asked, "So, just HOW old are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The husband and I met up for dinner at a restaurant.  When the waiter came by, here's what happened:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Waiter:  "So, you go to XXU?  So do I."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Husband:  (trying hard to suppress hysterical laughter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me:  "Um, well, I work there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Two hours later we get a milk shake craving despite the fact we're both suppose to be dieting now.  So, we take a seat at the counter of another restaurant:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Waiter:  "So, how's school going?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Husband:  (having an even harder time suppressing the laughter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me:  "Um, well, I work there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You know, at 22 this would have really bugged me.  But, I gotta say, at 32 it totally made my day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-538733356608189360?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/538733356608189360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=538733356608189360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/538733356608189360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/538733356608189360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/10/maybe-its-moisturizer-or-hair.html' title='Maybe it&apos;s the moisturizer?  Or the hair?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-5325480419377771607</id><published>2007-10-04T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:26:01.776-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wikis'/><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  Wiki Wiki Woo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As part of our Learning 2.0 project at my library, we both created and used a wiki as well as learned about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wikis&lt;/span&gt;.  What's a wiki?  Simply, a wiki is a collaborative website.  Once more and more professionals learn about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wikis&lt;/span&gt;, I think they have great potential for collaborative work, planning presentations, long-term projects, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the library or academia, I see great potential for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wikis&lt;/span&gt;.  I easily see potential because, unfortunately, I am physically &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; from my colleagues but work on several projects with them.  A wiki could be a great way to work on a long (or short) term project together, create and edit and paper, etc.  Of course, our internal software &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SharePoint&lt;/span&gt; holds all of that same potential as well.  But a wiki could be a great option for libraries or organizations unable to invest in a product like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SharePoint&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I personally think they have great potential in our personal lives, too.  This summer I started a family wiki for my husband's large extended family.  It proved a great place to plan a beach trip.  I also think it could be a great place to share birthday and Christmas gift wish lists, schedules, family photos, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I tried to get my husband to start using a wiki for him and I.   I'm still trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In terms of libraries, this was a great opportunity for me to finally take a look at several library &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wikis&lt;/span&gt; that I have been meaning to look at for a while.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;BizWiki&lt;/span&gt; was quite impressive and I definitely plan on bookmarking that one for myself.  It was also interesting to see the Minnesota staff wiki; pretty much exactly what we are doing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SharePoint&lt;/span&gt; here at my library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-5325480419377771607?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/5325480419377771607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=5325480419377771607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5325480419377771607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5325480419377771607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/10/wiki-wiki-woo.html' title='Learning 2.0:  Wiki Wiki Woo'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-5553370442603695463</id><published>2007-10-03T10:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:26:18.093-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Web 2.0 tagging'/><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  Tagging Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The next lesson in our web 2.0 program at my library asked us to look at more specific uses of tagging.  In particular, something class "folksonomy" which is really just a fancy name for tagging if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first things we were asked to do was look at a library using a new software called Encore.  Encore is suppose to help make online library catalogs better and more user friendly.  One of the elements of Encore is that when you search for a topic, to the right of your results you see a "tag cloud" on your topic.  You can refine your search by looking at and clicking on a term in the cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first things I noticed is that Encore, at least in this particular library's catalog, definitely slows things down.  It takes your results a few extra seconds to load and it takes that tag cloud even longer to load.  That actually raises some concerns for me in terms of our off-campus and online learners using our resources from dial-up and slower connections.  But, to move on since that's not the point of this assignment .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder about tag clouds and how useful they will be to a normal user.  I particularly wonder if they'll even realize what they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we looked at del.icio.us.  I absolutely do think tools like del.icio.us and netvouz (which I use) can be very helpful to people on a personal level in terms of keeping up with your web bookmarks.  But I confess that I moved away from del.icio.us (with all of it's tagging ) to netvouz which allows me to create folders and put my bookmarks in folders.  Del.icio.us just seemed to overwhelming for me and I never seemed to tag some things the same way.  Maybe it's the librarian in me, but being able to put bookmarks in folders has been much more productive for me personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-5553370442603695463?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/5553370442603695463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=5553370442603695463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5553370442603695463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5553370442603695463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/10/tagging-two.html' title='Learning 2.0:  Tagging Two'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-4839558798211610411</id><published>2007-10-02T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:26:40.651-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Web 2.0 tagging'/><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  It's All about Tagging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I finally tackled the first tagging exercise in our library learning 2.0 program.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very likely "tagging" along with the husband later this year on a work trip to Europe. The plan is to catch a train or rent a car and go to Italy. So, of course, I decided to look at Italy in my searching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I searched "Italy" in Google, I retrieved 413,000,000 hits. Quite nicely, the Italian Tourism Board was the first result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I moved over to eQuest, the Libraries' online catalog, and conducted a keyword search for Italy. I retrieved 3,211 results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I moved over to searching for Italy as a subject in eQuest. As I remember from my "cataloging" class with Dr. Chan, LOC really lets you look at very specific aspects of a subject. Take a look:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116728442379553330" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/RwJFaKQryjI/AAAAAAAAACA/dVWdRLIXYk4/s400/loc1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that's just the first screen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's interesting to me how much tagging and library classification systems have in common.  People seem to have a strong need to classify and organize things.  To place them into categories.  And it's pretty clear to me that Web 2.0 tagging is just the newest application of this.  I am hopeful and think that tagging might actually draw attention to libraries and library classification again.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Exercise 2:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now that my professional life has slowed a little -- well, not really slowed, the work flow has just changed -- I have been able to look at this blog, Flickr, and several other Web 2.0 tools I use personally and professionally and see that I have not been very good at tagging!  Sometimes it was hard and timeconsuming enough to just get the blog post, or the beach photos, or whatever up there without being expected to actually add tags too!  No more!  I am going to try to take a moment and add tags.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-4839558798211610411?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/4839558798211610411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=4839558798211610411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4839558798211610411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4839558798211610411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-all-about-tagging.html' title='Learning 2.0:  It&apos;s All about Tagging'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/RwJFaKQryjI/AAAAAAAAACA/dVWdRLIXYk4/s72-c/loc1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-5040250585036781008</id><published>2007-08-30T19:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:27:03.836-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rollyo'/><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  Rollyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today I explored &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rollyo&lt;/span&gt; and created my own personal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rollyo&lt;/span&gt; roll &lt;a href="http://rollyo.com/nicolemontg/funnycats/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;funnycats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  In my defense, I couldn't think of anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rollyo&lt;/span&gt; does is let you create an individual type of search engine.  Have a few sites that you like to search?  You can create a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rollyo&lt;/span&gt; roll that will search all of those sites at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see uses in such a tool, actually.  Might be a nice way to help students conduct web searches of the free web.  Particularly for very specific assignments.  If, for example, a class is working on an assignment where they are researching terrorism and have to look at the web.  I could use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rollyo&lt;/span&gt; to identify the "good" websites for them and they could save time and use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Rollyo&lt;/span&gt; to search.  But, honestly, I don't think they would ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be interesting to see where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Rollyo&lt;/span&gt; goes and if it becomes a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;frequently&lt;/span&gt; used tool or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I still don't "get" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bookmarklets&lt;/span&gt;.  I might have to do some further exploring on that one on my own when I get some free time.  Ha!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.  Free time!  ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-5040250585036781008?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/5040250585036781008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=5040250585036781008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5040250585036781008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5040250585036781008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/08/rollyo.html' title='Learning 2.0:  Rollyo'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-2399300559319908643</id><published>2007-08-09T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:30:25.509-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LibraryThing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazon'/><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  LibraryThing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today I finally had a chance to catch up a little on our Web 2.0 learning project at my library.  For lesson # 10 we were suppose to set up and account in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.librarything.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LibraryThing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and explore.  I was excited about this lesson because I've been wanting an excuse to play around in LibraryThing for a while!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LibraryThing is a web tool that lets anyone catalog their personal book collection!  You can catalog up to 200 titles for free and endless titles for a very reasonable cost.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was very easy to add books to LibraryThing.  To be honest, I did so without even reading any directions.  But then I was like, now what?  Quickly I learned, like all of our other Web 2.0 tools, LibraryThing is all about being social.  I could click on one of my books and see how many other people had the book in their collection.  Very cool.  There are also reviews, author pages, etc.  And you can be as open or as private as you want with LibraryThing, which is always nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For the second exercise, we were suppose to go to the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.web2list.com"&gt;Web2List&lt;/a&gt; and check out the massive list of Web 2.0 applications listed there.  Whoa!  That list was really overwhelming.  But, I was quite pleased to see that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.amazon.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; was on the list!  I use Amazon in my personal and professional lives all the time.  Personally, it has become a great source for Christmas and birthday presents for our ever expanding extended family.  Professionally, and maybe this is a bad thing for a librarian to admit, I use it in collection development all the time.  When I am trying to evaluate a book, and whether or not it is good for our collection, I always go to Amazon and it gives me a much better description (usually) then Blackwell's.  It also helps me identify textbooks (which I try not to buy) easier than Blackwell's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-2399300559319908643?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/2399300559319908643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=2399300559319908643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/2399300559319908643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/2399300559319908643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/08/librarything.html' title='Learning 2.0:  LibraryThing'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-6105489797336236059</id><published>2007-07-26T08:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:31:04.643-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='find new rss feeds'/><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  Finding New Feeds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Like a few of my other colleagues, I also decided to not add any additional professional feeds.  Right now, I feel like my professional feeds are just about at capacity.  Any more, and I may have to institute a rule to delete one feed for every new feed I add.  (I believe some of my friends and co-workers have that same rule for their children's toys.)  Personally, however, it seems like the feeds keep coming.  More and more of my friends and family are creating flickr pages, blogs, wikis, etc.  It's a lot of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have most enjoyed finding additional feeds through my current feeds.   My favorite librarian blogs will often talk about and link to other blogs and that's where I've found my new favorites.  That's how I found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://feelgoodlibrarian.typepad.com/feelgood_librarian/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Feel-Good Librarian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and a few others.  I've tried Technorati and a few of the other feed search engines but have always found the most enjoyable, high quality feeds through my current feeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-6105489797336236059?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/6105489797336236059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=6105489797336236059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/6105489797336236059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/6105489797336236059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/07/finding-new-feeds.html' title='Learning 2.0:  Finding New Feeds'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-9157981662768111576</id><published>2007-07-26T08:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:55:26.068-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feed readers'/><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  RSS and Feedreaders Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I discovered RSS and feedreaders maybe a year ago, I think. I started out with a Bloglines account and have recently been experimenting with Google Reader. I love my feedreader. In my personal life, I have several friends and family members who have blogs and Flickr pages, so I was always checking their sites for new stuff. Professionally, I think a big part of my job is to stay "on top of" what other librarians are talking about and what other libraries are doing. I read all of the professional literature, but I quickly discovered that Blogs were, honestly, an almost better place to go for some of this. But to check every site! Then I started using a feedreader and it was like getting to eat cake for the first time on your first birthday. Whoa! Now I can go to one site and quickly see in bold who has new content. I can quickly read a text-only version of each new entry but can easily go to the actual blog if I want to. I can easily see who is referencing other blogs and add other feeds that way. And, I can easily spot the repetition, which, sadly, has been happening a lot lately. (Boy, I used the word easily a lot there....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-9157981662768111576?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/9157981662768111576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=9157981662768111576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/9157981662768111576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/9157981662768111576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/07/rss-and-feedreaders-rock.html' title='Learning 2.0:  RSS and Feedreaders Rock'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-7344024346693149794</id><published>2007-07-23T08:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T08:10:55.888-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had a beautiful weekend in Central Kentucky and, luckily, actually got some rain last week.  Which, of course, meant yard work!  So both the husband and I were out yesterday morning working in the yard.  First I went to house 1.0 (which we really hope to be closing on this week) and mowed that lawn.   Took all of 15 minutes to actually mow.  Got back to house 2.0 and started mowing that lawn.  The husband came out with the fancy new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weed eater&lt;/span&gt;.  He tried to start it.  No luck.  Tried again.  Still no luck.  Of course, I had been using this very same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weed eater&lt;/span&gt; the entire 5 weeks he was gone.  I let him try one more time.  Walked over.  Started it on the first try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That totally made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-7344024346693149794?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/7344024346693149794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=7344024346693149794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7344024346693149794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7344024346693149794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/07/yard-work.html' title='Yard Work'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-7986382555105762771</id><published>2007-07-18T15:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:55:47.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  More Flickr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snickerdoodle/847338296/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1273/847338296_002ab89eef_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snickerdoodle/847338296/"&gt;lolcat2091702&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/snickerdoodle/"&gt;Matt and Nicole&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wow, all the 3rd party applications, mash ups, and more that you can do with Flickr seem almost too much!  I didn't realize you could do so much.  To be honest, many of the tools just seem silly to me.   But, then, like this 3rd party lolcat creator that I did, maybe that's the point? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm particularly interested in the Mappr application.  I think someone like my husband, who has been traveling places many of us haven't even heard of, could have a great time putting some of his photos on a map.  FD's Flickr Toys all seem really fun.  Making a fake motivational poster?  That's awesome!  Add widgets.  See where you digital camera ranks among Flickr users.  All really fun things.  But definitely a bit overwhelming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-7986382555105762771?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/7986382555105762771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=7986382555105762771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7986382555105762771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7986382555105762771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-flickr.html' title='Learning 2.0:  More Flickr'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1273/847338296_002ab89eef_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-5899802640513520265</id><published>2007-07-18T09:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:56:10.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  Flickr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have had a Flickr account for a year or so now but did not realize how easy it was to integrate your Flickr photos into a blog.  After taking some digital photos of the Justice &amp;amp; Safety Library on my digital camera, I uploaded them on Flickr and then used Flickr's Blog This feature to put some in this blog.  How easy!  Took maybe 5 or 10 minutes.  Hmmm, I may have to use this feature again in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-5899802640513520265?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/5899802640513520265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=5899802640513520265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5899802640513520265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5899802640513520265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/07/flickr.html' title='Learning 2.0:  Flickr'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-4546201493029333352</id><published>2007-07-18T09:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T09:21:26.925-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Justice &amp; Safety Library, Fire Codes CD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snickerdoodle/844696697/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1362/844696697_7fd3dfd1d5_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snickerdoodle/844696697/"&gt;Justice &amp;amp; Safety Library, Fire Codes CD&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/snickerdoodle/"&gt;Matt and Nicole&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During the Fall and Spring semester, this is probably the most popular item in the library.  We're excited to be moving to the Web version soon!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-4546201493029333352?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/4546201493029333352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=4546201493029333352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4546201493029333352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4546201493029333352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/07/justice-safety-library-fire-codes-cd.html' title='Justice &amp;amp; Safety Library, Fire Codes CD'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1362/844696697_7fd3dfd1d5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-8860010096876316724</id><published>2007-07-18T09:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T09:20:36.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Justice &amp; Safety Library, Funny Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snickerdoodle/844696755/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1189/844696755_451c9f1ac3_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snickerdoodle/844696755/"&gt;Justice &amp;amp; Safety Library, Funny Sign&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/snickerdoodle/"&gt;Matt and Nicole&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We currently have a faculty member temporarily living in our conference room at the Justice &amp; Safety Library.  Here's a shot of the hilarious sign some of the J &amp; S staff put on his door.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-8860010096876316724?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/8860010096876316724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=8860010096876316724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/8860010096876316724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/8860010096876316724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/07/justice-safety-library-funny-sign.html' title='Justice &amp;amp; Safety Library, Funny Sign'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1189/844696755_451c9f1ac3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-2508982113691114877</id><published>2007-07-18T09:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T09:19:34.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Justice &amp; Safety Library, Patron Computers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snickerdoodle/845560084/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1395/845560084_bee19a6b94_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snickerdoodle/845560084/"&gt;Justice &amp;amp; Safety Library, Patron Computers&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/snickerdoodle/"&gt;Matt and Nicole&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A shot of some of the patron computers in the Justice &amp; Safety Library&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-2508982113691114877?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/2508982113691114877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=2508982113691114877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/2508982113691114877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/2508982113691114877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/07/justice-safety-library-patron-computers.html' title='Justice &amp;amp; Safety Library, Patron Computers'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1395/845560084_bee19a6b94_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-1962078961633744937</id><published>2007-07-18T09:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T09:18:35.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Justice &amp; Safety Library, Another Shot of Flat Screen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snickerdoodle/845560414/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1344/845560414_8a1b023676_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snickerdoodle/845560414/"&gt;Justice &amp;amp; Safety Library, Another Shot of Flat Screen&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/snickerdoodle/"&gt;Matt and Nicole&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's a shot of the flat screen in the Justice &amp; Safety Library&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-1962078961633744937?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/1962078961633744937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=1962078961633744937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/1962078961633744937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/1962078961633744937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/07/justice-safety-library-another-shot-of.html' title='Justice &amp;amp; Safety Library, Another Shot of Flat Screen'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1344/845560414_8a1b023676_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-1004684951415753274</id><published>2007-07-11T08:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:56:37.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  Facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have been on Facebook for a little while now (6 months?) and have really enjoyed this social networking tool.  I know I have found myself reconnecting with old friends from college and even high school, as well as connecting on a more personal level with many of my co-workers here at the university library.  I think like Julie, I really like how organized Facebook is.  It is very clean looking which honestly makes it really pleasing to the eye.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I particularly like a lot of the privacy and control settings available in Facebook.  It's very easy to control who can see what and exactly how much they can see.  It makes a fun way to share photos and updates about my life with people who are actually in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have been a bit of a lurker on MySpace.  In particular, sometimes in fun to see how many people I graduated high school with have pages on there.  I have been shocked by the number who do have pages that are completely open.  So I can see their blogs, their personal photos, and many other things that I know I wouldn't have out there for the whole world to see.  MySpace is just so......ummmm.....assualting?  I can't think of  a better word just yet.  You open up a page and it slams you with music, photos scrolling across the screen, bold colors, etc.  So not only are you try to turn off the music -- if you want to actually look at something on someone's profile -- but also you're trying to figure out where to look to find what you want to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In terms of librarians and Facebook and students, I think we're still at a wait and see.  I know all of our student employees at the library have Facebook accounts, but I am definitely not going to request them to be my friend.  A think such a request would have to come from the student.  In a lot of ways, I do think it is still their space and they'll come to us when and if they're ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-1004684951415753274?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/1004684951415753274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=1004684951415753274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/1004684951415753274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/1004684951415753274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/07/facebook.html' title='Learning 2.0:  Facebook'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-555868645688419094</id><published>2007-07-09T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:57:06.581-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MySpace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social networking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LinkedIn'/><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  Why Join a Social Network?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For our first lesson this week in our Learning 2.0 program at my library, we watched the following video on YouTube:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-04736664183452268 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/6a_KF7TYKVc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6a_KF7TYKVc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6a_KF7TYKVc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have been on Facebook for a little bit now and how been a lurker -- looking at open profiles but never setting up a profile myself -- on MySpace.  It creeps me out a bit to see all those people from my high school and think they could find me ; )  Of course, almost none of them have Facebook profiles.  Interesting.... I have also set up a profile with LinkedIn but have never really done anything with it.  My husband, on the other hand, has quite the network on LinkedIn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I especially appreciate the simplicity of the video.  It's silly, but I never really thought about WHY I was joining Facebook or why my husband is on LinkedIn, but the above video explains it entirely and simply.  We join to extend those personal networks and to make it easier to contact friends of friends.  We join for personal reasons -- to find love, to find work, to share photos and information about our lives with those we trust.  We join for professional reasons -- to see what others are doing, to have great contacts, to reach out to students in our libraries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-555868645688419094?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/555868645688419094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=555868645688419094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/555868645688419094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/555868645688419094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-join-social-network.html' title='Learning 2.0:  Why Join a Social Network?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-8387304576070441819</id><published>2007-07-06T15:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T15:29:56.348-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='privacy'/><title type='text'>Privacy and the Web</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today our library met and had our first brown bag session to talk about our first week's experiences and thoughts about Web 2.0.  It started a really interesting conversation about the Web and privacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There's no question that a lot about each of us is already out there.  Admit it -- we all do a web search on our own name sometimes and it's a little creepy how much is out there.  Newsletters and alumni magazines on the web, work web sites, etc.  So, we're already out there.  But then, through social networking sites, &lt;/span&gt;Flickr&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, and even this very blog, we're putting more about ourselves and those we hold dear out there.  How much do we share?  What do we share?  Who do we share with?  Are there separate identities and pages for work and personal life or do you just blend them together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thankfully, most of these Web 2.0 tools allow us to place privacy protections appropriate for our individual comfort levels.  I'm thinking about taking a look at the personal &lt;/span&gt;Flickr&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; page, in fact.  There are some photos up there that are fine for the whole world to see.  But I'm thinking some should actually be private.  And, honestly, some probably aren't mine to share in the first place, as they are photos of friends and their children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway, just some rambling thoughts.  I'm not quite sure what I think about all this just yet.  But I do know we can't just ignore it.  Even if you don't blog, have a &lt;/span&gt;Flickr&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; page, or any of those things, stuff about you is STILL out there.  And I think it's up to each of each to be proactive and make sure that information is not being used incorrectly rather than putting our heads in the sand and ignoring it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-8387304576070441819?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/8387304576070441819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=8387304576070441819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/8387304576070441819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/8387304576070441819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/07/privacy-and-web.html' title='Privacy and the Web'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-3005485101227348946</id><published>2007-07-06T10:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T10:39:23.121-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Netvouz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='del.icio.us'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bookmarks'/><title type='text'>How to keep track of all those bookmarks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In having to use two web browsers, I finally set-up an account and started using &lt;a href="http://del.icio.us/"&gt;del.icio.us&lt;/a&gt; to try to have all my needed bookmarks in one place.  However, I found it was lacking....something.  But I wasn't sure what.  Sure, all my bookmarks were right there.  But there was no way to organize them.  Enter, &lt;a href="http://netvouz.com/"&gt;Netvouz&lt;/a&gt; which I read about this morning on &lt;a href="http://coollibrarianblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Cool Librarian's Blog&lt;/a&gt;.  Why Netvouz?  Netvouz lets you create FOLDERS to actually organize your bookmarks!  I've set up an account and am playing with it.  I'll let you know how it goes but it already seems to be the solution I was looking for.  I think I'm going to be a very happy librarian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-3005485101227348946?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/3005485101227348946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=3005485101227348946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/3005485101227348946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/3005485101227348946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-to-keep-track-of-all-those.html' title='How to keep track of all those bookmarks!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-46969518654652293</id><published>2007-07-05T09:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:57:32.013-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Web 2.0'/><title type='text'>Learning 2.0:  The Machine and Web 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My library has just begun a Learning 2.0 program where we are going to be learning more about Web 2.0 tools like blogs, Flickr, RSS feeds, social networking, etc.  To get us started, and inspired, we watched this video which was posted on You Tube:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-04736664183452268 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/6gmP4nk0EOE"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6gmP4nk0EOE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6gmP4nk0EOE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have watched this video several times over the past year or so.  Each time I watch it I notice something I didn't before.  However, I think I am always most moved by the idea that WE are creating and organizing the web.  WE being anyone with computer and Internet access, whether that be at work, at home, or through a free public library.  Expertise, programming skills, and money are no longer needed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-46969518654652293?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/46969518654652293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=46969518654652293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/46969518654652293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/46969518654652293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/07/machine-and-web-20.html' title='Learning 2.0:  The Machine and Web 2.0'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-9205461014341207507</id><published>2007-07-03T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T12:54:32.644-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TLC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><title type='text'>If you are my friend, do NOT let me watch TLC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you are my friend you must today promise to never let me watch the TLC channel again.  Ever.  Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, I think it was Sunday night, the TLC channel (channel 35 in Lexington) had a series of hour after hour of everything that could go wrong with a pregnancy.  First, there was the story of a young girl in Haiti who had a disease that made her bones grow in weird, tumorous way.  It affected her by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;growing&lt;/span&gt; on her face.  This story was followed by the tale of an amazing set of conjoined twins in Minnesota, which was actually really inspiring.  Followed by the story of a young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;primordial&lt;/span&gt; dwarf in Canada which was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;followed&lt;/span&gt; by a story about several &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;primordial&lt;/span&gt; dwarfs.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not to mention &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TLC's&lt;/span&gt; other regular programming such as "Honey, We're Killing the Kids," "Big Medicine," and there's some show that steps in and tries to save marriages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For someone considering parenthood, these are NOT good shows to watch.  Seriously.  So if you are my friend, do not let me watch TLC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-9205461014341207507?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/9205461014341207507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=9205461014341207507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/9205461014341207507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/9205461014341207507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-you-are-my-friend-do-not-let-me.html' title='If you are my friend, do NOT let me watch TLC'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-5412579326408421201</id><published>2007-06-20T19:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T19:30:45.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have become that which I hate most....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I can't believe it.  But I did it.  I answered a cell phone while in a public restroom.  In my defense, at least, I was not actually using the bathroom as I have overheard many other undergraduates at the university and random middle-aged women at the mall do.  And, I do believe that I at least had a real reason.  Matt and I were literally in the middle of negotiating the sell of House 1.0.  In addition, Matt was out of the country and I knew the call was from him.  So, at least, it really was a very important call.  But..... Still.... I am so ashamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-5412579326408421201?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/5412579326408421201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=5412579326408421201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5412579326408421201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5412579326408421201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-have-become-that-which-i-hate-most.html' title='I have become that which I hate most....'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-2682789965016621082</id><published>2007-06-11T19:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T19:48:00.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Learn Something New Everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today I learned that resting your cellphone, which is now your only phone, beside an open diet soda is not a good idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-2682789965016621082?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/2682789965016621082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=2682789965016621082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/2682789965016621082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/2682789965016621082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-learn-something-new-everyday.html' title='You Learn Something New Everyday'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-2823154505144512526</id><published>2007-06-08T09:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T09:22:01.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If it wasn't for bad luck....... Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Because the garage door is broken, we're currently parking in our driveway.  Covering our driveway, is a big, beautiful oak tree which is a haven to many birds and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;squirrels&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I kissed my husband good-bye as he headed out to work only to see him come come back in maybe 2 minutes later.  "Baby," he said, "we need to get the garage door fixed."  "Why? What's wrong?!"  "A bird pooped on me," he said as he scrubbed and scrubbed his hand.  Luckily, it only got on his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The garage door guy comes today at 11:00 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-2823154505144512526?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/2823154505144512526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=2823154505144512526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/2823154505144512526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/2823154505144512526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/06/if-it-wasnt-for-bad-luck-part-2.html' title='If it wasn&apos;t for bad luck....... Part 2'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-689509228947362089</id><published>2007-06-07T08:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T08:48:56.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If it wasn't for bad luck.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wednesday:    Discovered that the deep freezer in our garage had tripped a breaker and had been off for probably 24 hours or so.  Didn't discover this until everything in the deep freezer was smelly melted mush.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Also on Wednesday:  For some reason, the US Postal Service is not forwarding our mail.  And we're pretty confident we did everything we were suppose to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Monday:  The garage door opener came apart from the actual garage door.  As of Thursday, we still need to get it fixed.  We were only able to fit our cars into the garage to park on Sunday.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Previous week:  My well-meaning father-in-law set off the house alarm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Also:  discovered a nest of nasty, pooping black-birds just above our deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week before:  moving our four-prong dryer into a house with a three-prong outlet.  Replacing the cord probably took 2 weeks.  Really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also:  I broke the lawn mower.  Really.  I mowed for 5 minutes, and I've been mowing big eastern Kentucky lawns since I was about 13 or so, and broke the lawn mower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also:  Realization upon moving in -- "Huh, we have a lot of books and no bookshelves in this house."  (House 1.0 had built-in bookshelves. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also:  "Where's Cho? (the cat)"  Cho had managed to squeeze her way into the insulation of the house, in the scary, unfinished storage room in the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.  I'm sure the adventures are just beginning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-689509228947362089?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/689509228947362089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=689509228947362089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/689509228947362089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/689509228947362089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/06/if-it-wasnt-for-bad-luck.html' title='If it wasn&apos;t for bad luck.......'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-3378263751471211113</id><published>2007-05-19T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T22:38:35.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When Did That Happen?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My husband and I are currently in the process of moving into a larger home and readying the first home for sale.  We both also have a lot of different changes going on with our jobs.  So, as I sit here on a Saturday night (?!) checking and replying to work e-mail (?!), I can't help but ask myself, "When did I become an adult?"  It seems to have happened so gradually.  But it's so weird because most of the time I still feel like the dorky girl with frizzy hair who always did her homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-3378263751471211113?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/3378263751471211113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=3378263751471211113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/3378263751471211113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/3378263751471211113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/05/when-did-that-happen.html' title='When Did That Happen?!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-1806091325409357521</id><published>2007-05-02T19:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T19:31:23.977-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traveling'/><title type='text'>17 Hours, 12 Minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After some recent work travel, I realized how different my recent travels were from the trips of my childhood.  It was so easy to drive to the airport, take a plane to the destination, and repeat the process to return home.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Growing up our family made frequent trips from Kentucky to Minnesota and relatives made the same trips from Minnesota to Kentucky.  And we drove.  Sometimes the driving was straight through.  We could not afford the luxury of airline travel.  Hundreds and hundreds of miles in a 1980 Monte Carlo.  Parents in the front and both kids in the back.  No portable DVD players.  No iPods.  None of the luxuries kids have today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When we finally arrived at our destination, or when our relatives finally arrived in Kentucky, it could be midnight, or 5 am, or any hour of the day or night.  And the first topic of conversation was, "Made it in 17 hours, 12 minutes .... yeah, the construction around Chicago really slowed us down."  There always seemed to be construction in Chicago.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;To this day, when it's time to go on a trip, I like to leave first thing in the morning.  It's a hand-me-down from my parents who got us out of bed, in the car, and on the road before the sun rose.  Not a bad habit, except when your husband grew up much differently!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-1806091325409357521?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/1806091325409357521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=1806091325409357521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/1806091325409357521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/1806091325409357521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/05/17-hours-12-minutes.html' title='17 Hours, 12 Minutes'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-7286328901381885845</id><published>2007-05-02T09:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T09:27:01.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Very, Very Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay, I admit it.  I haven't updated this blog in a long time.  And, from everything I've heard, that's the ultimate sin of blogging -- to start a blog and never post!  Life has been crazy with work, work travel, and we've been looking at adult-sized homes ; )  More to come on those topics soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-7286328901381885845?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/7286328901381885845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=7286328901381885845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7286328901381885845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7286328901381885845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/05/very-very-bad.html' title='Very, Very Bad'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-4163400686245105781</id><published>2007-03-16T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T15:13:53.610-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfortable shoes'/><title type='text'>Comfortable Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;From some information on a conference I will be attending at the end of the month:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"We recommend easy-to-remove layers, comfortable walking shoes and a travel umbrella. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's a librarian conference -- what kind of shoes did they think we'd wear?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-4163400686245105781?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/4163400686245105781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=4163400686245105781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4163400686245105781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/4163400686245105781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/03/comfortable-shoes.html' title='Comfortable Shoes'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-2143133814383774131</id><published>2007-03-08T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T17:50:36.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You, Husband!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/RfCS4iQNV4I/AAAAAAAAABg/ZlnAMnxCM24/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039689482992703362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/RfCS4iQNV4I/AAAAAAAAABg/ZlnAMnxCM24/s400/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My husband sent me the most beautiful flowers yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-2143133814383774131?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/2143133814383774131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=2143133814383774131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/2143133814383774131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/2143133814383774131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/03/thank-you-husband.html' title='Thank You, Husband!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/RfCS4iQNV4I/AAAAAAAAABg/ZlnAMnxCM24/s72-c/DSC00108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-5692051164317370130</id><published>2007-03-06T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T20:00:22.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;True love is answering the phone when your husband calls even though there are only 15 minutes left of the last new episode of &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Heroes/"&gt;Heroes&lt;/a&gt; -- save the cheerleader!  save the world! -- until April 23.  Thankfully you can now rewind live TV with the best invention ever -- a DVR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-5692051164317370130?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/5692051164317370130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=5692051164317370130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5692051164317370130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/5692051164317370130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/03/true-love.html' title='True Love'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-3258482608718128409</id><published>2007-03-04T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T19:59:31.521-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America&apos;s Funniest Home Videos'/><title type='text'>Confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have a confession.  After all these years,  I still love to watch &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/americasfunniest/index.html"&gt;America's Funniest Home Videos&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/em&gt;I watched all the Bob Saget years and even tried to watch during the misguided Daisy Fuentes years.  There's just something about watching videos of pets, kids, babies, and men getting hit below the belt that still makes me giggle.   Many a night Matt will be out of the room and something will make me laugh to the point where I rewind the DVR and insist Matt come watch something.  It's also reassuring to know that AFV won't show any videos where anyone was seriously hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-3258482608718128409?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/3258482608718128409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=3258482608718128409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/3258482608718128409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/3258482608718128409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/03/confession.html' title='Confession'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-7874917845037820985</id><published>2007-02-28T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T16:16:21.836-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prius'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hybrid'/><title type='text'>My Evening Commute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/ReXxBVe1TBI/AAAAAAAAABU/sg6sVOhXznY/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036696763532397586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/ReXxBVe1TBI/AAAAAAAAABU/sg6sVOhXznY/s400/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-7874917845037820985?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/7874917845037820985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=7874917845037820985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7874917845037820985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7874917845037820985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-evening-commute.html' title='My Evening Commute'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/ReXxBVe1TBI/AAAAAAAAABU/sg6sVOhXznY/s72-c/Picture+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-7463909606483223324</id><published>2007-02-27T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T20:42:04.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it okay to brag sometimes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think everyone close to me, and even many not that close, know that after getting my degree from a pretty well respected college here in Kentucky, I really didn't know what to do.  Graduate school, career, etc. had never really occurred to me and no one ever pulled me aside to talk to me about those things.  To me, success was getting a decent paying job that had health insurance and decent daytime hours.  Seriously.  And I know that is success and I'm absolutely not trying to diminish that success for others.  And, believe me, I know that the majority of the world is getting by with a lot less than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, after college, I floated around for about a year and then found myself in a "successful" job in association management.  I was there four years even though I knew probably at year two that it was not the career for me.  The nature of the job was changing me and I did not like who I was becoming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, after a lot of research, talking to old friends, and old professors, I was lucky enough to be accepted into an ALA-accredited library science program.  I completed my MSLS in December 2004 and in April 2006 began my first, and current, professional academic library position.  I love my job (most of the time).  I work with some really great people within the library, not to mention some pretty cool faculty and students.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, after what I went through to find my way to where I am now, I can't help but be especially excited about receiving a scholarship to attend a very important national conference.  It's just a little bit more evidence that I am finally where I am suppose to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-7463909606483223324?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/7463909606483223324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=7463909606483223324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7463909606483223324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/7463909606483223324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/02/is-it-okay-to-brag-sometimes.html' title='Is it okay to brag sometimes?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-6641644776187727705</id><published>2007-02-25T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T20:06:22.016-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mat Kearney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>John Mayer Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/ReGliFe1S_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fjS4wcWFdJs/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035487863382559730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/ReGliFe1S_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fjS4wcWFdJs/s320/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/ReGll1e1TAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8OSvck1MTWU/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/ReGjSFe1S9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/k4Qxwhjyk9U/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/ReGjSle1S-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/fEUqtxSvAPs/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Along with my good friends Kelland, Heather, and Tria, I was lucky enough to see &lt;a href="http://johnmayer.com/"&gt;John Mayer&lt;/a&gt; (with &lt;a href="http://www.matkearney.com/"&gt;Mat Kearney&lt;/a&gt;) in concert at Rupp Arena last night. Somehow, way back in November, I managed to get pretty good tickets -- only 2 rows off of the floor with a great view of the stage. The music was amazing; both Mayer and Kearney are terrifically talented.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It is wonderful to see multi-talented singer/songwriter/musicians filling up venues like Rupp! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;On a side note, my friends and I sure felt old! Looking around, we couldn't help but notice we were probably 10 - 15 years older then the majority of people there. Sigh ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-6641644776187727705?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/6641644776187727705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=6641644776187727705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/6641644776187727705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/6641644776187727705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/02/john-mayer-concert.html' title='John Mayer Concert'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/ReGliFe1S_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fjS4wcWFdJs/s72-c/DSC00040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6071366166211850148.post-8591568996992320027</id><published>2007-02-24T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T12:15:52.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That Girl, with the Hair ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/ReByKECEm1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/IyniRO84BnQ/s1600-h/nicolebw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035149900606905170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/ReByKECEm1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/IyniRO84BnQ/s400/nicolebw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/ReBw9ECEm0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ADN6ltNwkVE/s1600-h/nicolebw.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been thinking about creating a blog for a while. I just couldn't think of a good title. But on this Saturday morning, when I really should be preparing for the crazy work week ahead, I was desperate to do anything but what I should be doing. I did laundry, even washing the sheets! I dragged the vacuum out of the closet. I'm even thinking about cleaning the littler box! Then, I thought, why not create a blog!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But still, what to call it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then I thought of the perfect title: That Girl, with the Hair ...... It's related to my job, which I love. I am a reference/instruction librarian at a comprehensive regional university in Kentucky. The main part of my job is to plan and conduct library instruction sessions for undergraduate, graduate, and special service region groups. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This spring semester I've conducted several sessions for research method courses. They have been a lot of fun and usually only a few students sleep in each class ; ) The best thing about these sessions, and my job, is when a student from one of these classes comes into our branch library and asks for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes, though, they don't remember my name. My office is in a bad spot, so I can't see them come in. But I hear:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Is, um, that girl who talked to our class here? Um, that girl, with the hair (and normally there is some hand movement to the head at this point), the blondish hair...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's happened several times at this point and I love it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6071366166211850148-8591568996992320027?l=thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/feeds/8591568996992320027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6071366166211850148&amp;postID=8591568996992320027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/8591568996992320027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6071366166211850148/posts/default/8591568996992320027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirlwiththehair.blogspot.com/2007/02/that-girl-with-hair.html' title='That Girl, with the Hair ...'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q7tsr3hxgmc/ReByKECEm1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/IyniRO84BnQ/s72-c/nicolebw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
