<?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-8306258771609589452</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:43:12.610-08:00</updated><category term='Introductions'/><title type='text'>Carrie Blossom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-2780317588652254464</id><published>2010-03-02T09:52:00.006-09:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:29:02.382-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Recap</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I'm clearly not a very good blogger.   It's been almost 6 months!  Wow.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a recap of what I've been up to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Bought a car, an old Saab, I loved it until someone smashed into it.  Got it totalled, bought a new car!  I never thought I could love another car.  But alas, I found a 2001 Beetle with only 35,000 miles on it, and we're in love!&lt;br /&gt;~Traveled to Goldbug Hot Springs, Idaho with 12 people, some of whom I've never met.  To celebrate and spread the ashes of our late friend A.J. Prescott.  It was his favorite hot springs, and he requested that his friends from all over the country meet and fulfill his last wish.  Thank you, A.J.  We miss you, sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;~Also, traveled to the SF Bay Area for my sisters birthday.  Thanks for bringing me Adam!  I had a blast with my family.  Norcal rocks!  Is that how you say it?&lt;br /&gt;~I've been dealing with the Alaskan winter.  It helps to have heated seats in the Beetle to assist in warming my frozen body.  This winter went really well for me.  Not many of them do.  Maybe it was the Vitamin D?&lt;br /&gt;~I moved my classes to a new studio at the first of the year.  My students and classes are really thriving there.  My relationship with the studio's owners is healthy and mutual.&lt;br /&gt;~I traveled to South Carolina to visit my grandparents, John and Faith.  They are both getting pretty old, and I was able to spend some quality time with them.  I got to hear stories about the Navy in the 40's from Papa and eased my grandmother's worries about my world travels.  "It's really a lovely place, Gram, and very friendly"  It was emotionally draining to leave knowing that I may not see them again.&lt;br /&gt;~Shortly after, I hurt my neck again.  I don't think the herniation was as bad as last year, but I've in and out of chiropractors, acupuncturists, and physical therapy.  I'm still on the mend!&lt;br /&gt;~Tattoo!  I've been working on the start of my chrysanthemum half sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;~For some reason, I'm the type of person that always needs something to look forward to.  A short term goal, if you will.  Currently, it's hosting a &lt;a href="http://www.fcbd.com/"&gt;FCBD&lt;/a&gt; General Skills up here, in July with my idol, Carolena Nericcio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to be a better blogger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-2780317588652254464?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/2780317588652254464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2010/03/winter-recap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/2780317588652254464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/2780317588652254464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2010/03/winter-recap.html' title='Winter Recap'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-443789504183460841</id><published>2009-09-16T16:26:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:44:11.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of a Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SrGF5YqpAcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VKq12lKTGXI/s1600-h/quiet-children-illustration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382230250604790210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SrGF5YqpAcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VKq12lKTGXI/s320/quiet-children-illustration.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During a meeting at work today I was struck with a memory from my childhood. It started with a smell, and then the vision slowly appeared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember one of my parents, taking the three of us kids to a very busy pool on a very hot day. The smell was of sunscreen, and chlorine. It's hard to get that combo just right. Where one does not over power the other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot recall how old I was in the memory, but I see myself with arm floaties, so it must have been early. I remember there being a lot of other kids, and I was never a comfortable child around other kids. I had extreme anxiety that I think I hid well from my parents.&lt;br /&gt;I was also secretly miserable after playing in a pool. My skin never felt right until I was brought home and showered. Still doesn't. &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/8306258771609589452-443789504183460841?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/443789504183460841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/09/memories-of-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/443789504183460841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/443789504183460841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/09/memories-of-child.html' title='Memories of a Child'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SrGF5YqpAcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VKq12lKTGXI/s72-c/quiet-children-illustration.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-6933464953424624574</id><published>2009-08-21T10:30:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T10:48:12.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Favorite Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/So7n90KrsAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XjM9tdaY5uQ/s1600-h/Instruction_RopeDart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372486454661066754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/So7n90KrsAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XjM9tdaY5uQ/s400/Instruction_RopeDart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This photo is off of &lt;a href="http://www,firegroove.com/"&gt;Fire Groove&lt;/a&gt; . One of my many talented fire performing friends, Alex, uses the Rope Dart with Fire on the end (instead of an actual dart). It is traditionally a Chinese &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt; weapon. The following is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wiki's&lt;/span&gt; definition:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rope dart is a long rope (usually 10' - 16') with a metal dart attached to one end. This was a weapon from ancient times, which allows the user to throw the dart out at a long range target and use the rope to pull it back. The rope dart can be used for twining, binding, circling, hitting, piercing, tightening, and other techniques.&lt;br /&gt;Rope dart play consists of twining, shooting, and retrieval. Twining and shooting can be done from any joint such as foot, knee, elbow, and neck. The rope is anchored on the left hand and played primarily with the right hand.&lt;br /&gt;Skillful use of the rope dart can easily trick an opponent because the dart can shoot out very suddenly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Awesome! Anyway, when I saw Alex and his fire rope dart, I knew this was the toy for me. He let me borrow his practice toy until I get good enough to use a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kevlar&lt;/span&gt; dart. It so much fun, to learn something so new and different than any other fire toy I've seen! Maybe I'll have pictures soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-6933464953424624574?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/6933464953424624574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-favorite-toy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/6933464953424624574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/6933464953424624574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-favorite-toy.html' title='New Favorite Toy'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/So7n90KrsAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XjM9tdaY5uQ/s72-c/Instruction_RopeDart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-2102244825662387964</id><published>2009-08-18T10:12:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:29:44.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Tat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SorvHIjz9xI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kPRhYVef8C4/s1600-h/sparrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371368411428550418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SorvHIjz9xI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kPRhYVef8C4/s320/sparrow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For A.J. of a Sparrow, just like I promised!  I love it.  Artist, Charlie at the Hole Look in Anchorage.  My first tattoo from Charlie, and had a great experience.  He's so business, and doesn't really take breaks.  You definitely fee like a canvas under his machine.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have A.J. close to me, I feel like the hole that his loss left...had been filled a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-2102244825662387964?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/2102244825662387964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/08/memorial-tat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/2102244825662387964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/2102244825662387964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/08/memorial-tat.html' title='Memorial Tat'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SorvHIjz9xI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kPRhYVef8C4/s72-c/sparrow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-8927552523587717164</id><published>2009-08-13T10:29:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:52:39.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finger Waves and Pin Curls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SoRbksjXEwI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RjQFLpNtk_Y/s1600-h/rockit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369517341725364994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SoRbksjXEwI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RjQFLpNtk_Y/s320/rockit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This coming October my girlfriend, Pamela, owner of LaBodega Wine and Spirits Shoppe, and I are hosting an Anti-Prohibition Party.  This ain't no political thang.  It's a party in the Paradise Lounge upstairs at Bernie's Bungalow on October 10th.  1920's/30's costume is required!  We'll have live entertainment, an ol' timey photo booth, silent movies and lots of music from the era and inspired by the era.  As well as a specialized drink menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In preparation for this, I knew I had to start working on my finger wave, pin curl skills.  This was my first attempt!  I finger waved the front of my hair on both sides, and then made pin curls with the rest of my hair sleeping in clips and pins over night (ouch!).   I took the pin curls and pinned them back in a loose faux bob in morning. &lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I'll get better at this in the weeks to come.  Thank god for Vegan Styling Gel, or there's no way I could pull it off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-8927552523587717164?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/8927552523587717164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/08/finger-waves-and-pin-curls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/8927552523587717164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/8927552523587717164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/08/finger-waves-and-pin-curls.html' title='Finger Waves and Pin Curls'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SoRbksjXEwI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RjQFLpNtk_Y/s72-c/rockit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-6495806737073425960</id><published>2009-08-05T10:38:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T10:45:52.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegan Donuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SnnTSPWyCcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/aPKqcgUmC2Q/s1600-h/donut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366552741301848514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SnnTSPWyCcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/aPKqcgUmC2Q/s200/donut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, after spending time in SF,CA with my ladies, (see? I call it that because like the locals I'm too important to write it out...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt; just kidding) Quinn introduced me to the vegan donuts at the Herbivore on Valencia! I crave these often at home in Alaska, so I went google searching and found a fabulous blog (and iPhone app) called &lt;a href="http://www.veganyumyum.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;VeganYumYum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;deeeelicious&lt;/span&gt; donut recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still haven't bought a donut pan, but make do with a mini-muffin pan. Last night, I stayed up way too late making chocolate and agave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nectar&lt;/span&gt; covered donuts for a Trunk Show at my house tonight! They don't look exactly like the picture, but they do taste exactly like a chocolate covered donut! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mmmmm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-6495806737073425960?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/6495806737073425960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/08/vegan-donuts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/6495806737073425960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/6495806737073425960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/08/vegan-donuts.html' title='Vegan Donuts'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SnnTSPWyCcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/aPKqcgUmC2Q/s72-c/donut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-4598464712369972028</id><published>2009-07-30T09:53:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T10:12:06.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face at Rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SnHeLQc-0rI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/B70iQSQyOkg/s1600-h/face-0-neutral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364312916151423666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SnHeLQc-0rI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/B70iQSQyOkg/s320/face-0-neutral.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, I listened to a YIP Podcast interview with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Carolena&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nericcio&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Megha&lt;/span&gt; Gavin.  In part one (episode 11a), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Megha&lt;/span&gt; apologizes for her 'neutral' face or, her face at rest.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This really got me thinking about my neutral face and wanting to explain a few things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Growing up I remember my sister's and mother's constant probing questions about my emotional state.  They would ask, "what's wrong?" "are you in a bad mood?".  I'll admit, being the youngest and a bull headed Taurus, I was a little moody, but most of the time I was perfectly content.  Sitting on a couch, I am most comfortable with my arms crossed over my chest.  I could see how this was leading them to believe I was pissed off about something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't until I got older, and boyfriends would ask the same thing.  -Constantly on my case about my mood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I started dancing, and teaching, and eventually forming my own belly dance troupe,  I got a wake up call from one of the ladies.  I was glancing at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;some one's&lt;/span&gt; costuming at a show backstage thinking, "Oh that's pretty!", when a troupe gal started laughing at me, and said something along the lines of "Why were you just staring her down?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;speechless&lt;/span&gt;!  I wasn't staring her down.  I was admiring a costume piece as she walked by.  How could this friend of mine so wrongly misinterpret my expression?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She explained that I was using my "Bitch Face".  What?  What's a Bitch Face?  They practically had an intervention with me right then and there explaining that my face at rest or neutral is what they call Bitch Face.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all started coming together.  My life started to flash before my eyes.  Instances where family misinterpreted my mood, pestering me about my feelings, boyfriends would get hurt, friends would get mad.  I never understood until that moment.  I've been self conscious about it since.  But, I try and remember that anyone who really knows me.... knows that I love them and would do anything for them.  They know that my 'bitch face' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; personal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I heard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Megha's&lt;/span&gt; story about her neutral expression, I was even more excited to know that I wasn't alone.  Maybe there are other's out there......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-4598464712369972028?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/4598464712369972028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/07/face-at-rest.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/4598464712369972028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/4598464712369972028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/07/face-at-rest.html' title='Face at Rest'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SnHeLQc-0rI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/B70iQSQyOkg/s72-c/face-0-neutral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-8666127302296933749</id><published>2009-07-10T10:56:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:04:51.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Shoot Worries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SlePLmwfzMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/fKByRIaQaEQ/s1600-h/ATSCarrie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356907711325785282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SlePLmwfzMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/fKByRIaQaEQ/s320/ATSCarrie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my very stressed forced smile face. Last night we had a photo shoot scheduled.... the original photographer didn't show up. I was stressed and pissy and worried. Amy took a picture of my worried face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's the saying? 'All dressed up and no one to shoot?'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thankfully, couple Loren and Beth who are magnificent photographers, came to our aid at the last minute and gave us a fabulous photo shoot! I am so grateful to them as professionals and friends!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Results coming soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-8666127302296933749?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/8666127302296933749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-my-very-stressed-forced-smile.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/8666127302296933749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/8666127302296933749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-my-very-stressed-forced-smile.html' title='Photo Shoot Worries'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SlePLmwfzMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/fKByRIaQaEQ/s72-c/ATSCarrie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-3122411030550383410</id><published>2009-06-19T11:52:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T12:05:35.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Tattoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Sjvs2Cf7_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/61IMeGUSqKM/s1600-h/SparrowChippingHead01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349129395560512914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Sjvs2Cf7_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/61IMeGUSqKM/s320/SparrowChippingHead01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SjvsvVpyuYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7Cg6xFFmnWM/s1600-h/spizpass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349129280443038082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SjvsvVpyuYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7Cg6xFFmnWM/s320/spizpass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been facinated by Chipping Sparrows for awhile now and knew that I wanted one tattoed.  They are very sweet simple North American Birds that make me smile.  When A.J. died, I knew that I needed to memorialize him in someway.  I've decided to get my sparrow, which I know he would love, taking off in the air on my right shoulder blade holding a flowing ribbon with A.J.'s name and living years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have an appt. in mid-August.  The first weekend in October his close friends and I are taking a trip down to Goldbug Hot Springs, Idaho to spread his ashes per his wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-3122411030550383410?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/3122411030550383410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/06/next-tattoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/3122411030550383410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/3122411030550383410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/06/next-tattoo.html' title='Next Tattoo'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Sjvs2Cf7_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/61IMeGUSqKM/s72-c/SparrowChippingHead01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-3563583420459995917</id><published>2009-06-16T23:42:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:45:30.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1964-2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SjielgH7slI/AAAAAAAAADw/57Vt-iUNMgc/s1600-h/a.j..bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348198924618019410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SjielgH7slI/AAAAAAAAADw/57Vt-iUNMgc/s320/a.j..bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favorite picture of A.J.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arthur John Prescott 1964-2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rest in Joy, my friend! I love you&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/8306258771609589452-3563583420459995917?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/3563583420459995917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/06/1964-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/3563583420459995917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/3563583420459995917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/06/1964-2009.html' title='1964-2009'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SjielgH7slI/AAAAAAAAADw/57Vt-iUNMgc/s72-c/a.j..bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-1603866687900743238</id><published>2009-06-16T12:00:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T12:07:29.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye A.J.!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Sjf6NUL7UiI/AAAAAAAAADo/ZxYF0S3HWNs/s1600-h/aj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348018189189730850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Sjf6NUL7UiI/AAAAAAAAADo/ZxYF0S3HWNs/s320/aj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Goodbye my love, my friend, my sweetie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dahling&lt;/span&gt;! I'll miss you so much. You shed so much light and joy onto this life and everyone you encountered. You had so many fabulous stories of traveling and experiences and conspiracies! You made life richer and more complete. I truly believe you've already been reborn. I think as a monkey, maybe. You'd like that. You didn't deserve to be in pain, and I know this is what you wanted. So, I'll try my best to celebrate you and not mourn too too much. A piece of my heart went with you, love. Wherever you are, I know you're happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Goodbye sweetie! I love you so much!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-1603866687900743238?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/1603866687900743238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye-aj.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/1603866687900743238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/1603866687900743238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye-aj.html' title='Goodbye A.J.!'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Sjf6NUL7UiI/AAAAAAAAADo/ZxYF0S3HWNs/s72-c/aj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-8115228518206699618</id><published>2009-06-09T12:08:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:15:12.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Si7BdiyljHI/AAAAAAAAADg/jx2TJJo2A3c/s1600-h/arctic-ocean-midnight-sun_1102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345422521034706034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Si7BdiyljHI/AAAAAAAAADg/jx2TJJo2A3c/s320/arctic-ocean-midnight-sun_1102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's harder and harder to fall asleep these days.  We currently have 19 hours and 9 minutes of daylight and gaining!  The other 4 plus hours aren't even dark...... they're dusk.  I'm surviving on average of 5 hours of sleep.   This photo came from alaska-in-pictures(dot)com.&lt;br /&gt;Summer slips throught our fingers like sand.  It is so beautiful you don't want to blink. &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/8306258771609589452-8115228518206699618?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/8115228518206699618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/06/midnight-sun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/8115228518206699618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/8115228518206699618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/06/midnight-sun.html' title='Midnight Sun'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Si7BdiyljHI/AAAAAAAAADg/jx2TJJo2A3c/s72-c/arctic-ocean-midnight-sun_1102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-1933467320273193756</id><published>2009-06-08T09:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:45:46.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Troupe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Si1N_9M4sjI/AAAAAAAAADY/X6YrbCytXnU/s1600-h/prayer.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345014093914354226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Si1N_9M4sjI/AAAAAAAAADY/X6YrbCytXnU/s400/prayer.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the finishing pose of our piece at the May 30th Show.  From Left to Right- Fauna, Kate, Melea, Shawna, Amy, Marla, and Me!  I am soooo lucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-1933467320273193756?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/1933467320273193756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/06/troupe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/1933467320273193756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/1933467320273193756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/06/troupe.html' title='The Troupe!'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Si1N_9M4sjI/AAAAAAAAADY/X6YrbCytXnU/s72-c/prayer.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-6767368905097389725</id><published>2009-06-05T09:14:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:18:22.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SilS9RKCOII/AAAAAAAAADI/uHIzOG68ga4/s1600-h/elanazolotnitsky_2123312132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343893645382793346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SilS9RKCOII/AAAAAAAAADI/uHIzOG68ga4/s320/elanazolotnitsky_2123312132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is by Elana Zolotnitsky, a Russian born artist living in Berkley.  It's hard to my finger on this one, like she knows what I'm thnking.  I enjoy the Eastern Europian flavor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-6767368905097389725?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/6767368905097389725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/06/artist-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/6767368905097389725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/6767368905097389725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/06/artist-of-day.html' title='Artist of the Day'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SilS9RKCOII/AAAAAAAAADI/uHIzOG68ga4/s72-c/elanazolotnitsky_2123312132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-6940130957580035357</id><published>2009-06-01T16:44:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:51:35.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Night Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SiR22lwE62I/AAAAAAAAADA/k-13ZUt_oew/s1600-h/Carrie_%20Ancient%20Myths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342525738187025250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SiR22lwE62I/AAAAAAAAADA/k-13ZUt_oew/s320/Carrie_%2520Ancient%2520Myths.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a pic from a theater production on Saturday night that we were invited to perform at.  We did slow opening and closing numbers symbolizing the Lotus, hence white veils.  We were doing some simple floor work here.  I think the people forgot the put the curtain down.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I don't mind being back dropped by so many beauties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-6940130957580035357?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/6940130957580035357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/06/saturday-night-show.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/6940130957580035357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/6940130957580035357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/06/saturday-night-show.html' title='Saturday Night Show'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/SiR22lwE62I/AAAAAAAAADA/k-13ZUt_oew/s72-c/Carrie_%2520Ancient%2520Myths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-1489718015385959147</id><published>2009-05-26T09:34:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:14:41.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Outdoors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Shww_yPn88I/AAAAAAAAAC4/XOfKqQjTkE0/s1600-h/holgateview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340197130531763138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Shww_yPn88I/AAAAAAAAAC4/XOfKqQjTkE0/s320/holgateview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Shww6SBdjMI/AAAAAAAAACw/RSlMcy8Q0UU/s1600-h/Holgate"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340197035983080642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Shww6SBdjMI/AAAAAAAAACw/RSlMcy8Q0UU/s320/Holgate" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wild Alaska!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over Memorial Day Weekend, 10 of us went camping in the great outdoors. Literally, the great outdoors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Holgate&lt;/span&gt; Arm housing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Holgate&lt;/span&gt; Glacier and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Holgate&lt;/span&gt; Cabin. From Seward, which is a 2 hour drive south from Anchorage, we took a 3 hour charter to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Holgate&lt;/span&gt;. There were 15 foot swells and half the party was extremely sea sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Holgate&lt;/span&gt; is a primary kayaking destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the 3-day visit we saw in order... Sea Lions, Sea Otter, Puffins, Dall Porpoise, Black Bear, Bald Eagles, more Black Bear, more Sea Lions, and last but not least &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Orcas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures are of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Holgate&lt;/span&gt; Glacier view from the cabin, and the cabin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Map of Anchorage, Seward, and pin point of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Holgate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;amp;source=s_d&amp;amp;saddr=59.875155,-149.820557&amp;amp;daddr=&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;amp;mra=dme&amp;amp;mrcr=0&amp;amp;mrsp=0&amp;amp;sz=8&amp;amp;sll=59.871111,-149.918611&amp;amp;sspn=1.428287,2.834473&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=60.408428,-149.567871&amp;amp;spn=2.810846,5.668945&amp;amp;t=p&amp;amp;z=7"&gt;http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;amp;source=s_d&amp;amp;saddr=59.875155,-149.820557&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;daddr&lt;/span&gt;=&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;geocode&lt;/span&gt;=&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hl&lt;/span&gt;=en&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;gl&lt;/span&gt;=us&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mra&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dme&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;mrcr&lt;/span&gt;=0&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;mrsp&lt;/span&gt;=0&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sz&lt;/span&gt;=8&amp;amp;sll=59.871111,-149.918611&amp;amp;sspn=1.428287,2.834473&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;UTF&lt;/span&gt;8&amp;amp;ll=60.408428,-149.567871&amp;amp;spn=2.810846,5.668945&amp;amp;t=p&amp;amp;z=7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-1489718015385959147?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/1489718015385959147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/05/wild-alaska-over-memorial-day-weekend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/1489718015385959147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/1489718015385959147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/05/wild-alaska-over-memorial-day-weekend.html' title='The Great Outdoors'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Shww_yPn88I/AAAAAAAAAC4/XOfKqQjTkE0/s72-c/holgateview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-6951741060412789773</id><published>2009-05-22T09:12:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:19:09.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Desktop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/ShbeY43kdqI/AAAAAAAAACg/1uiilxCbZA0/s1600-h/lauramccabe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338698927457990306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/ShbeY43kdqI/AAAAAAAAACg/1uiilxCbZA0/s320/lauramccabe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This painting is by Laura McCabe out of Brooklyn, NY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have an artist a day app on my homepage. artistaday(dot)com This one came up in Mid-September. I set it as the background on my desktop at work and haven't changed it since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a need to keep this image close to me, maybe someday I'm going to look at it, and the string will have untangled itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-6951741060412789773?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/6951741060412789773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-desktop.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/6951741060412789773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/6951741060412789773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-desktop.html' title='My Desktop'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/ShbeY43kdqI/AAAAAAAAACg/1uiilxCbZA0/s72-c/lauramccabe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-8551201602576395973</id><published>2009-05-21T15:27:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:57:09.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where my ladies at?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/ShXpoYPCHUI/AAAAAAAAACY/d1CgPbkMpYs/s1600-h/posterized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338429813227134274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/ShXpoYPCHUI/AAAAAAAAACY/d1CgPbkMpYs/s200/posterized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to give a shout out to these 4 women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHOUT OUT! Okay there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously though... from Left to Right - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Carla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Fleming School of Dance, Erie, PA! Holla! She's my Erie Twin, I was born there. This woman is the sweetest pea you'll ever meet. And when she's says the 'F' word, you know she means it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sooz,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tribal Sooz dot com, Orange County, CA! Sooz is one of my FC ATS Sisters. I look up to Soozy Q. She is really a magnet that you want to be around. Oh, and she is freaking hilarious! This woman can break the ice in any crowd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, or Sharon Moore thee main squeeze of InFusion Tribal and Mandala Tribal Belly Danceout of Seattle, WA. She's my most down to earth diva, and I adore her for it. She is also brilliantly funny and an amazing writer. I follow her blog if you want to check it out! Oh and out of the 5 of us, she has the most well maintained fab hair-do! Props!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quinn, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my one and only lady of Gypsy Fire Belly Dance, Bend, OR. Quinn (Queen For a Day) is truly a queen to be respected and adored. She has the most beautiful earlobes with their own gravitational force. We're both pretty sure that we're blood or at least intensely spiritually related. Quinn is also one of the funniest people I know. I can turn to her with anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there's me, and I swear I'm not drunk in this photo. At least, not that I remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These four women are my own personal guardian angels. I met them in San Francisco in March 08, and sparks were a flyin'! I thought they were so cool, still do. We all reunited in SF this last February, and really sealed our bonds for life.  Every one of them completely and wholly accepts me for me.  I am so lucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-8551201602576395973?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/8551201602576395973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-my-ladies-at.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/8551201602576395973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/8551201602576395973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-my-ladies-at.html' title='Where my ladies at?'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/ShXpoYPCHUI/AAAAAAAAACY/d1CgPbkMpYs/s72-c/posterized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-7547398909970986665</id><published>2009-05-21T09:29:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T15:40:04.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam and Kris 4-Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/ShWQq5wyd2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/vhmWj1CR1PU/s1600-h/6f54f6eca746242dd7958b0cbdd395dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338332000051951458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/ShWQq5wyd2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/vhmWj1CR1PU/s320/6f54f6eca746242dd7958b0cbdd395dd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my hardest year on American Idol. I love love love Adam and Kris for very different reasons. Secretly, I had hoped Adam would win, but wasn't disappointed by the verdict. Kris is a heart throb, but so is Adam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See? I am so torn between them! The whole season, I wanted them to start making out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll definitely be supporting these boys in the future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A + K = 4Evr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-7547398909970986665?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/7547398909970986665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/05/adam-and-kris-4-ever.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/7547398909970986665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/7547398909970986665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/05/adam-and-kris-4-ever.html' title='Adam and Kris 4-Ever'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/ShWQq5wyd2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/vhmWj1CR1PU/s72-c/6f54f6eca746242dd7958b0cbdd395dd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-9047576640428184251</id><published>2009-05-20T16:16:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T16:26:30.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chrysanthemum Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/ShSfmpH0HTI/AAAAAAAAACI/noJ9nROqcOY/s1600-h/chrys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338066944563354930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/ShSfmpH0HTI/AAAAAAAAACI/noJ9nROqcOY/s320/chrys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fell in love with Chrysanthemum's some time ago. I've always been facinated by things that I can't quite wrap my mind around. This flower is one of them. The petals seem endless like it is constantly in bloom. They kind of remind me of the March of the Penguins movie where they are all huddled together. Hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The chrysanthemum I am most attracted to is the Irregular Incurve Type, or Ogiku in Japanese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This October I'll be getting a chrysanthemum half sleeve with filigree!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-9047576640428184251?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/9047576640428184251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/05/chrysanthemum-crush.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/9047576640428184251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/9047576640428184251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/05/chrysanthemum-crush.html' title='Chrysanthemum Crush'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/ShSfmpH0HTI/AAAAAAAAACI/noJ9nROqcOY/s72-c/chrys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306258771609589452.post-1915372643191019646</id><published>2009-05-20T15:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T16:11:03.795-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introductions'/><title type='text'>Welcome to my Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/ShSTGhCPl0I/AAAAAAAAABw/bOmXJQ5F8tQ/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338053198497158978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/ShSTGhCPl0I/AAAAAAAAABw/bOmXJQ5F8tQ/s320/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I hope you enjoy taking a peek into my life getting to witness what drives me, inspires me, what makes me laugh, what makes me cry, and everything that I get out of bed for....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is primarily for my out of town friends and all of my family. I miss them all and love them everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you know, I teach and perform American Tribal Style (ATS) Belly Dance. I am the director Gypsy Horizon (GH) &lt;a href="http://www.gypsyhorizon.com/"&gt;http://www.gypsyhorizon.com/&lt;/a&gt; Belly Dance in Anchorage Alaska.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My belly dance and life, guru and goddess, is Carolena Nericcio creator of ATS and founder of FatChanceBellyDance (FCBD) &lt;a href="http://www.fcbd.com/"&gt;http://www.fcbd.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of her inspiration and gift, I have met some of the most incredible women in my life. I have met life long friends. Intelligent women who are my sisters, mothers, and girlfriends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dance life consumes my life! They are one in the same and I love it! It is such a huge part of me day in and day out. This will be an ongoing topic in my blog, so get used to the Acronyms!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll be belly dance saavy before you know it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you stay connected. I'll update you with lots of useless information as much as possible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carrie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8306258771609589452-1915372643191019646?l=carrieblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/1915372643191019646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome-to-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/1915372643191019646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8306258771609589452/posts/default/1915372643191019646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrieblossom.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome-to-my-blog.html' title='Welcome to my Blog!'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03839378494066147236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/Se-XJAIvKsI/AAAAAAAAABM/BhGWdLINGrY/S220/carrie4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wKXE7yT00UQ/ShSTGhCPl0I/AAAAAAAAABw/bOmXJQ5F8tQ/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
