<?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-4118650</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:12:03.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Caroline's blog</title><subtitle type='html'>A freelancer</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-114303968005865673</id><published>2006-03-22T09:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T09:01:20.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was asked why I stopped blogging because she found me that way.  I've been thinking about starting again.  I want to start podcasting and need a place to locate the podcasts.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/114303968005865673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/114303968005865673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2006_03_19_archive.html#114303968005865673' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-108153477720967962</id><published>2004-04-09T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T13:23:21.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow,  I can't believe that it it's been almost a year since I've posted.  I even remembered my password.  A friend is bloggin' all the time and she keeps telling me I should start again.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/108153477720967962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/108153477720967962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108153477720967962' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-93725424</id><published>2003-05-03T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T19:26:55.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday was insane around here.  Prom is tonight. So last night and today we've had teenagers coming and going.  I fixed two hems, a shawl, flowers, ties, and hair.  The last group just left.  They looked good all cleaned up.  Josh had his long hair pulled back into a tight pony tail.  Rick is the quiet type, but he's driving.  Jen found the right hair style, off her face, but down in the back. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93725424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93725424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93725424' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-93630396</id><published>2003-05-01T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T21:36:56.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quick Thursday.  We watched the end of La Postino at 0800 and talked about it.  Then at 1000 we read a bunch, I read my Wrong Phone Number story.  I got good comments and a few curious ones.  Then a quick lunch and off to web design.  I really need to work hard on my website over the weekend.  I stayed after class to finish up my commentary paper for people and the environment about fuel cells.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93630396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93630396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93630396' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-93552689</id><published>2003-04-30T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T15:45:39.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Type Type Type Type &amp;HYT^&amp;**&amp;^ type type type 8&amp;%$87 type tipe tipe tip &amp;^$#@ typ tpe yip5 (five) Days of school then finals.  I have too much typing due in the next few days.  So I'm off to type some more. Bye  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93552689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93552689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93552689' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-93499337</id><published>2003-04-29T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T19:45:11.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Busy Tuesday.  0800 we watched La Postino (The postman) in Italian.  Then at 1000 we read a bunch.  We laughed at Jeff's story, he took a list of oddly paired words and wove them into a story, it was cool.  I really liked it, because he tried to go down the list (148 of them) in order.  Then Holly read her story about her brother and his logic, too funny.  1200 was a purely work day on our web </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93499337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93499337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93499337' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-93439376</id><published>2003-04-28T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T21:39:52.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, what a weekend,  The trip to Bismarck went really well.  The youth group had a good time  It is hard to drive six hours Friday night, get up early on Saturday do the church activity, have lunch and drive home Saturday afternoon.  We got back about 8 pm.  Of course my husband had to stop in Fargo and get Krispy Kreme donuts.  He spent 30 dollars on donuts.  We brought back six dozen and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93439376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93439376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93439376' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-93257162</id><published>2003-04-25T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T14:29:28.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fast Friday.  I have a list of stuff to do before we leave for Bismarck tonight.  I'm stealing out a few minutes before I go pack to blog.  I had fiction today, we listened to Jeremy's first chapter.  He's a prolific writer.  He is into science fiction and fantasy stuff.Blood was good this morning at 87.  I had to buy more test strips today.  I went to K-mart for something else, they had the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93257162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93257162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93257162' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-93209197</id><published>2003-04-24T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T19:20:22.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been a busy lady today.  I had class at 0800, we talked about our rigorous editing exercise.  Then to 1000 non-fiction. Vegi lasanga and green beans.  1200 web design was a pure work day.  I got all my pictures ready for the web in Photoshop.  My 400 class was canceled (knew last week) because our instructor is in the Twin cities for a conference.  Home to work on the computer and a teenage </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93209197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93209197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93209197' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-93136930</id><published>2003-04-23T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T16:34:29.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I really like having mid-morning classes.  I start at 1000 and then at 1100, then I'm done.  I like it, next semester I won't have any classes on Mon, Weds, and Fridays.  I picked Senior Project II, Victorian Literature, Shakespeare, Practicum in Literary Careers, and Fairy Tales, Roots in Literature.  I am so going to enjoy this last semester.  I've not done this few credits before.  I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93136930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93136930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93136930' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-93082947</id><published>2003-04-22T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T20:48:46.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On 16 April, I talked about checking out Master of Fine Arts programs and colleges in Spokane Wa.  Spokane is where my family lived before we moved to Bemidji 3+ years ago.  I got an email from a Jana because she ran a search on Spokane and Blogs and my blog came up.  How cool is that??  She had some good stuff to say about Spokane and EWU and their MFA program.  This morning was a 2 soda day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93082947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93082947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93082947' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-93021103</id><published>2003-04-21T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T21:53:36.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today went really smooth after I finally got a blood sample to work on the testing machine.  I bought new test strips and they are the older kind.  I got used to just sliding the strip under the blood drop and we were good.  Now I have to drop the blood onto the strip and hope there is enough blood. I need to get more strips of the new kind.  I was 78 this morning and 97 before dinner.  My </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93021103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/93021103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93021103' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-92947936</id><published>2003-04-20T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T17:09:22.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, I got busy last night with a house full of kids arguing over TV's.  So Saturday was a fast day.  I got up did my house chores, laundry, sweeping, groceries.  My husband decide that he was going to cook and wanted to go grocery shopping without me.  He's not allowed to have the checkbook for long, otherwise it's empty.  I bought him lunch and made him shop for the Easter baskets and filling </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92947936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92947936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#92947936' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-92864762</id><published>2003-04-18T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-18T19:45:56.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I snoozed in and it felt good.  I didn't have to wake anybody this morning.  The kids had the day off for Good Friday.  I got ready at my own speed.  I drifted to class and heard Josh read in Fiction.  After fiction, I had to get the New York Times for class.  This is the last issue I have to cut up and tote around.  This week I need to write the reviews of the articles for class.  I went to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92864762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92864762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92864762' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-92811553</id><published>2003-04-17T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T20:42:58.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A good day over all.  I had Advanced Writing and we worked on the Toni Morrison speech again.  One of the two students that feed off each other wasn't there so it was better, 98% of the class particiated today.  Then a run upstairs and off to class for Non-fiction,  I read my story "The Wait".  I got great comments from Jim and Mark.  My story was something different than my normal humor (tongue </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92811553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92811553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92811553' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-92755199</id><published>2003-04-16T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T22:17:30.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi,  I just was laughing about my husband thinking I would make a great judge.  I've been checking out grad schools.  He told me to think about law school.  I checked out a school back in Spokane WA called Gonzaga University, which is really a prestigeous school.  I also was looking at Eastern Washington University in Cheney WA just south of Spokane.  I really like the Spokane area.  We lived </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92755199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92755199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92755199' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-92684778</id><published>2003-04-15T20:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T20:05:44.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have been feeling crappy for two days now.  I got home to demands for money, food, and such.  I had long day today.  I registered for classes for fall, then went to class at 0800.  We talked about Toni Morrison's Nobel speech.  The speech is interesting, but some of the discussion was giving me a headache.  We have two students that have to one-up each other.  Booorrrring. A quick bagel with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92684778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92684778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92684778' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-92540271</id><published>2003-04-13T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-13T15:21:51.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry about my very long week.  I was supposed to work at home on homework for school all day Friday, but...It didn't work out like that.  I got about 3 hours of work done.  Then I had about 3 hours of errands to run.  I tried to wash my truck and all I got was soap and then the exit sign at the car wash.  I tried to run it again, even with the line.  No such luck, so now I have dried soap on my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92540271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92540271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92540271' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-92401411</id><published>2003-04-10T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T21:45:19.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, yesterday was long.  The student presentations for fiction class went really well.  I had to not look at anyone in the audience otherwise I'd started to laugh.  I got home just in time to change from my suit and leave for youth activities.  Then we got home late and I crashed out almost immediately. Today started out like any other Thursday. I had Advanced Writing and we did rigorous </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92401411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92401411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92401411' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-92254445</id><published>2003-04-08T19:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T19:12:53.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi,  I've had a good day.  The morning was rushed, I really did not want to get up.  I snoozed on the couch for a bit.  Then I had to rush to make up the time.  I got to school and was visiting in the hall, when our instructor opened the classroom door.  I grabbed my coat and stuck my hand in my pocket and found out that I had forgot to put my parking pass back on the mirror in my car.  I drove </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92254445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92254445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92254445' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-92174418</id><published>2003-04-07T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T16:20:16.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry I haven't talked you in a few days, but I've been sick.  Hot then Cold.  My body couldn't decide which way was up and I think I needed the whole weekend to get back to nomal.  Sort of.  My head is pounding, still...  Maybe tomorrow I'll make more sense, I think I'm rambling.  See yah tomorrow.  Don't worry I'll take more tylendol and stuff.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92174418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/92174418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92174418' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-91956268</id><published>2003-04-03T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T21:22:06.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry about yesterday, it was a very long day.I tried to wake the daughter again this morning.  After the third time, I stopped.  She did make it to school on time.  We had a weird snow fall today.  It was hailing about lunch and then snowing, blowing, and hailing about 4.School was good. We read long sentences in Advance writing. I decided that mine sucks, compared to everybody elses.  Maybe</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91956268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91956268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91956268' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-91813269</id><published>2003-04-01T20:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T20:50:17.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I started out the day trying to wake my teenage daughter to go to school, on the fourth time I got results when I told her I was leaving in five minutes with or with out her.  her car is in the shop it's ride with Mom or the bus.My 8 am class was canceled, because our instructor is a new grandma. Congrats Susan.I knew yesterday, about class but I decided to go in and work on my website.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91813269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91813269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91813269' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-91679670</id><published>2003-03-30T20:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T20:29:18.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was wonderful.  The teaching went really smooth.  I think that I impressed even the guy who thinks I'm just a girl.  I hate that.  Everytime I get anywhere near him, the hair on the back of my neck stand on end.  He treats me like I'm stupid.  I asked him a question and he looked at me like I was not supposed to ask men questions.  The owner of the laptop and I were setting up the projector</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91679670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91679670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91679670' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-91630603</id><published>2003-03-29T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T20:56:01.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I like it when one project you're working on can also be used with another project.  My website on the hypertext essay and my teaching about online genealogy is going so well.  The other teachers and I showed up at church at 2 pm to make sure each of us could get the equipment working.    It took a little bit, before the laptop would work for me.  The projector projected correctly, but when I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91630603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91630603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91630603' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-91572905</id><published>2003-03-28T17:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T17:15:11.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I have the the script written for my teaching on Sunday.  I'm going to teach about on-line genealogy research.  The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints is big in genealogy research.  The church sponsores a free website called Family Search.  Someone else is going to teach about the Family History Centers and what they can offer. I tried to up load my website and the link was not</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91572905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91572905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91572905' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-91518981</id><published>2003-03-27T20:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-27T20:38:47.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got interrupted and the system ate my five paragraphs that I had typed and not yet posted.  Grrrr!I can tell you my news.  I was selected as one of the four interns for the Writer's Conference.  I am really excited. Short happy dance.I had a good day today.  In Advanced Writing, we split into small groups to read our work.  In Creative Non-Fiction was a great piece on Masks.  After lunch I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91518981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91518981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91518981' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-91454768</id><published>2003-03-26T21:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T21:31:10.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was a great working day.  I got writing and lost track of time.  I looked up and class was half over.  I know my writing instructor will understand, I was working on that project.  I wrote 8 more pages in my fiction story about a girl getting letters from Lawyers--they know she's a long lost granddaughter etc.  Meets the young lawyer and starts a romance.  Kinda cliche but the letters </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91454768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91454768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91454768' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-91385078</id><published>2003-03-25T20:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T20:44:43.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Dance, do the little gopher happy dance from Caddy Shack, okay everybody now.I have great news but I can't share it, soon though.  Classes went super (oh so seventies).  I read in Advance Writing about my favorite tool (my computer of course).  cyber baby happy dance.   Someone noted that I mentioned books twice in my paper about my computer, ironic, maybe but I saw a survey or study </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91385078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91385078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91385078' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-91304763</id><published>2003-03-24T16:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T16:18:05.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My morning was quick.  I only had one class--Advance Fiction.  I met with a friend to work on our projects for Wikiwog (inside joke)class and to do some quick research on her father.  I'm going to use my genealogy research for my hypertext essay for Advance Web Design class. I had lunch with my husband who got off early today, because he was on call all weekend.  Then I began to scan documents </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91304763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91304763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91304763' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-91254740</id><published>2003-03-23T20:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-23T21:02:51.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The day started as a blur.  My husband is on call and they called and called and called.  I can understand the 10:30, the 12:30, the 1:30, but the 2:45, the 3:42, the 5:15 and the long discussion at 6:20.  The alarm went off at 7am.  I stumbled around the house like a zombie looking for caffeine.  The kids and I went to church and I taught the youth (12-13 year old) girls about self reliability.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91254740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91254740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91254740' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-91205184</id><published>2003-03-22T20:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T20:30:51.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't believe that it is 8 pm already.  I had a good day.  I spent money!  The Bemidji Pioneer had it's second annual indoor garage sale-fund raiser for Newspapers in Schools program.  I and a gal pal went at 9 am when the doors opened.  At about 10ish--we were done.  My husband has been looking for a canoe carrier to help portage the canoe, while still full of gear.  There is one in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91205184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91205184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91205184' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-91158588</id><published>2003-03-21T20:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-21T20:36:35.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a really good day.  I only had Wiki class at 1000.  I snoozed until 800 and then got ready and came to school about 915.  Filling out the survey was boring, but I understand why they need them, I've used surveys at work.  I had a leisurely lunch with the gal pals and then ran a few errands, wifely stuff: dry cleaners etc.  I needed to pick up a movie at KMart, so I starting browsing. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91158588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91158588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91158588' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-91099214</id><published>2003-03-20T21:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T21:12:19.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just spent an hour browsing  Christensen's project and I think I need to spend more time browsing.  Yes (I must confess, whoops wrong religion, hahaha) I'm one of the class who barely reads her own work versus someone else's.I had a rough day.  I started at 0800 with Advanced Writing and we talked about Iraq.  Maybe we should have written about Iraq instead.  I had a great idea (after class </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91099214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/91099214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91099214' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-89923445</id><published>2003-02-28T15:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-28T15:56:03.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have decided not post to my blog, for the class.  I hope to come back to blogging when my school schedule is lighter and I can take more time to post interesting things. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/89923445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/89923445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89923445' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-89060176</id><published>2003-02-13T18:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-13T18:00:16.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had youth group activities last night.  I had to tape Celebrity Mole.  I watched really late last night,  I'm sorry to say that Eric was not the Mole, Frederque, the super model was.  She was a great mole.  I'm taking two minutes to post, while the iron is warming up so I can iron my boy scout shirt.  I'm a unit commissioner for our troop and pack and we have the adult meeting tonight.  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/89060176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/89060176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89060176' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-88949281</id><published>2003-02-11T20:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T20:54:56.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oops, sorry I need to redo this postSorry I skipped a day, but Monday night has three great shows, and I had lots of reading to do, so I did both in front of the TV. Veritas, the Quest is a new show that is a take on Indian Jones, meets Batman. The son asked the dad's partners if his dad is Batman. Then is Everwood, my husband calls it a soap opera for evenings, but I like it. After that is the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88949281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88949281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88949281' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-88949147</id><published>2003-02-11T20:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T20:50:42.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry I skipped a day, but Monday night has three great shows, and I had lots of reading to do, so I did both in front of the TV.  Veritas, the Quest is a new show that is a take on Indian Jones, meets Batman.  The son asked the dad's partners if his dad is Batman.  Then is Everwood, my husband calls it a soap opera for evenings, but I like it.  After that is the new show Miracles, I really like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88949147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88949147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88949147' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-88825646</id><published>2003-02-09T20:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-09T20:17:02.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I found my project.  I couldn't decide between, writing my novel or using the wiki as a forum for my geneaology work, but today one of the girls in young women's at church (I'm a leader) asked when I was going to be finished with my personal progress.  I haven't even started.  I can use the wiki as my journal for my progress.I have a headache, so I'm going to go lie down. A cold thing got my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88825646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88825646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88825646' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-88773296</id><published>2003-02-08T17:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-08T17:13:07.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday's trip to Fargo started out early, I picked up Paige at 6:45.  We dropped off the Trooper and got a ride to the rental car place.  As we laughed and chattered the rental car lady had to laugh with us.  We went to Old Navy, Paige had old navy store credit to spend. I only bought boxer shorts for my girls, they sleep in boxers and T's while we travel.  Then we headed to the Mall.  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88773296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88773296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88773296' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-88679144</id><published>2003-02-06T19:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-06T19:29:17.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School went great, today. I got some great feedback on my story, that I already knew needed help.  We took disected a short story in another class and I found some good things to think about for my word choices.  Paige read my newest story for that class; great notes for my revision.  I still have comma problems, until I read my stuff out loud, then I see where all the commas need to be.  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88679144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88679144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88679144' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-88629709</id><published>2003-02-05T22:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-05T22:22:46.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mole-icious, is the only way to describe the show.  When I heard one of the players say that, I loved it.  Erik is the Mole.  Watch the last episode on Weds, 12 Feb at 9 central, on ABC.School went well, I couldn't log in to the "F" drive on the computer science server. I got one of the instructors to help me and like magic I was in my files, but he couldn't explain what or why it was now </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88629709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88629709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88629709' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-88563801</id><published>2003-02-04T19:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T19:59:03.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I thought my day was going so well.  I even enjoyed my worst class of the day, because one of the dominate people in the class said that he did not want to dominate the class, he just wanted our response to his writing.  Then I got home and checked my email: The flood of emailed stories is outrageous.  I have to think about this class.... I was looking at the site about Professor quotes and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88563801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88563801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88563801' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-88504094</id><published>2003-02-03T19:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T19:36:20.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today went well, I finished my web page assignment.  I wrote a story for tomorrow.  I read three other stories.  I ordered some paperwork for the taxes.  I cooked and cleaned.  I'm so glad that most of my kids are too old for a chauffer, they drive. I have to read two more chapters tonight, while I watch Everwood.ruthenium: a hard brittle metallic chemical elementWord of the Day: chafer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88504094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88504094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88504094' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-88426905</id><published>2003-02-02T11:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T11:12:52.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Busy Saturday,  Quiet Sunday staying home with sniffles, kleenex, sudafed and lots of liquids.  Homework is beginning to pile up, I wrote a preface, an article review, and a short story for tomorrow and it's only 1100. I cried last night to Steel Magnolias, it's a great chick flick.masjuscule: (damn, lost the word in the dictionary)Word of the Day: ruthenium  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88426905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88426905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88426905' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-88360953</id><published>2003-01-31T21:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-31T21:44:41.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School went well, had a project meeting that didn't go anywhere.  Spoke to instructor to get current materials for project, kinda got an extension on project.  Just want it ******* done.  Worked on my repurposing project, that fell into place nicely, almost finished, needs little adjustments and to be uploaded. Mr Sterling is a great new show to watch. John  Doe always finds the perp!Off to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88360953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88360953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88360953' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-88305141</id><published>2003-01-30T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T21:23:44.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Long Day; from 8 to 515 is my school day, I really shouldn't try to do 19 credits at a time, but I'm almost done. I read my story at 8 and everybody loved me child voice.  Thanks.  I listened at 10 to an angry voice of a teen.  At 12, we showed off our web pages.  At 4 we watched nuclear accidents barely averted, and terrorist could attack nuclear plants (I think I'm glowing).  I read Crusty </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88305141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88305141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88305141' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-88232284</id><published>2003-01-29T16:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-29T16:59:05.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a week, I tried to post yesterday, but my ISP was having problems. Boogers... BlessingsConnections...ChaosDivorce...DeathVietnam...Vietcongare just a snibbit of the subjects covered in my classes in the past three days.I couldn't post on Monday, because I went to the eye doc and she dilated my eyes and staring at a computer monitor hurt to much to even think about.  Tues was computer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88232284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88232284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88232284' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-88070115</id><published>2003-01-26T19:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T19:14:35.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday night and all is well in my house.  I spent an hour straightening up the financial papers for the Accountant, TAX TIME cometh.... Sunday is normally very quiet.  I read, sew, and watch TV.  I do homework, and sometimes housework. (Hey that could be a poem, nah, not me) So...I'm off to watch 'Alias' and read five chapters (that's what I get for doing 19 credits a semester). BLOG ON</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88070115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88070115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88070115' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-88018286</id><published>2003-01-25T15:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T15:15:56.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The voice of a child is a cute blog about the sturggles of a mom with her kids.  I liked it.  As a mom and full time student, the frustration with your kids and their study habits is a long and arduous one. I found that my nephew was struggling with his spelling, so I bought him a Twist and Spell game. My brother loads the spelling list and then Jon works on his list all week long, and has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88018286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/88018286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#88018286' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-87977730</id><published>2003-01-24T16:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T16:05:13.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wil Wheaton dot Com is an interesting site, in that when you read about his starting his blog/website he used blogger in the beginning.  He also had a good voice that makes you feel that he's talking to just you.  I really liked the posting (19 Jan) about the audition he flubbed after meeting Emilio Estevez.  The Road to Graduation site had some great comments about Advanced Writing (we have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/87977730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/87977730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87977730' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-87918601</id><published>2003-01-23T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T15:45:26.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I found an article on Wireless Blogging about a new kind of blog, using T-Mobile Sidekicks.  Hiptop Nation is the communal weblog for sharing their ideas and photos using their Sidekicks.  The site is a communal weblog that is mainly photos with a small amount of text.   Mackenzie's blog  is up, and she had to join the Wal-Mart bandwagon.  If you're going to complain about WalMart, everybody </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/87918601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/87918601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87918601' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-87814299</id><published>2003-01-21T19:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T19:36:59.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On M. Morgan's blog, there was a discussion about distance learning.  I took two classes via Web over the Summer and really liked them.  The classes offered me the ability to spend my days at the ICU with my sick father-in-law and still finish 5 credits. The classes offered me the flexiblity I need as a student and mom.  I was highly motivated and even finished both classes early to allow me to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/87814299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/87814299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87814299' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-87755339</id><published>2003-01-20T18:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T18:49:11.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just got home from Fargo.  I left at 6 o'clock to take my truck in to the shop and got back about 5:30.  It was a long day driving back and forth, but I got a chance to spent the day with just my husband; no kids, no phone, and no school.  It was nice.  I bought my truck from a college kid, who couldn't make her payments any more, I guess she couldn't make any repairs either.  This is the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/87755339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/87755339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87755339' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-87702359</id><published>2003-01-19T19:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T19:13:03.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I found a blog about having Microsoft write a Windows version to sit on top of LINUX (an Operating system) just like they did with the MS DOS for Windows 3.0 and up.  Computer Vet We've always been able to interrupt the Windows during startup and go straight into DOS.  I started with DOS.  If you scroll down the Computer Vet site, to 13 Jan, he got shocked at how much traffic he got, because he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/87702359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/87702359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87702359' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-87660939</id><published>2003-01-18T20:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-18T20:11:39.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just spent the last two hours writing for different classes, I wrote a story about a childhood memory and about myself for my new web site.  I think that it's amusing that in the first few days of a class - we introduce ourselves and in english classes - we write about ourself and our goals for the class.  I've had to finish this exercise for 4 out of 6 classes, this week.  I always find it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/87660939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/87660939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87660939' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118650.post-87595935</id><published>2003-01-17T10:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T21:17:09.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is my First entry :-).  I'm kinda excited about trying this new way of writing.  This is a project for an experimental course at the college.  I had this class and Advanced Fiction, today.  Before class started, I did the mom things, like driving my daughter to school, the post office, dry cleaners, bank, etc.  Then I had to fight for a parking space.  I ended up parking on the far side of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/87595935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118650/posts/default/87595935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcarolineblog.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87595935' title=''/><author><name>caroline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050831791117353007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
