<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 22:23:08 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Elsa's life</title><description></description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>662</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-6392162356448130334</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:31:34.091-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>flexgames</category><title>Flexgames.com on the Flex</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0354-780798-781171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0354-780798-780878.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Our car has officially become the Flexgames company car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-6392162356448130334?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/08/flexgamescom-on-flex.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-2263277550624938576</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 22:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:31:19.053-07:00</atom:updated><title>Enjoying our small yard</title><description>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cd39a0f362666b68" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAHZQAKfu6jF-JfdYz_38Vlgn0__FPtp9Bxyj3CHLUehO-RrASrRtyJh83Ty86_iQ9XLsFrVqCxFvrIBnjztw0AGwDhXFzXHd4SSKcjpKwBQA92yq9iHJVTRUxWSFlbSYMcigaV0gPq2GgGQM1GfvUkU5tUaz12P-QmDEK18XVGQbwwTbkC4yIgWgpTqFZWPeTauaY1MaHDLArvaNVrskf49g9uFvM4kdByjGeNPTLHZ2%26sigh%3DACJkHdikHF78g--WbTBUpUSuZn8%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcd39a0f362666b68%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D5Vye0AIDAbIr8OkleZUBa2oDsmk&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAHZQAKfu6jF-JfdYz_38Vlgn0__FPtp9Bxyj3CHLUehO-RrASrRtyJh83Ty86_iQ9XLsFrVqCxFvrIBnjztw0AGwDhXFzXHd4SSKcjpKwBQA92yq9iHJVTRUxWSFlbSYMcigaV0gPq2GgGQM1GfvUkU5tUaz12P-QmDEK18XVGQbwwTbkC4yIgWgpTqFZWPeTauaY1MaHDLArvaNVrskf49g9uFvM4kdByjGeNPTLHZ2%26sigh%3DACJkHdikHF78g--WbTBUpUSuZn8%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcd39a0f362666b68%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D5Vye0AIDAbIr8OkleZUBa2oDsmk&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dog was so quiet and calm at the shelter I feared she would not be playful enough for the kids and Joe. As soon as I brought her down to the yard she started running laps around the yard. Finally we have someone who can really enjoy what our little yard has to offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-2263277550624938576?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><enclosure type='video/mp4' url='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cd39a0f362666b68&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/08/enjoying-our-small-yard.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-5131334449267875630</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Aug 2009 20:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:31:02.381-07:00</atom:updated><title>New dog</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_6686-758684-759270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_6686-758684-758837.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_6688-759385-759969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_6688-759385-759506.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I read online that Seattle had an abundance of cats and kittens at the&lt;br /&gt;shelter so they were holding Catapalooza event. I decided to take the&lt;br /&gt;girls to look at the kittens with a slight possibility of adopting&lt;br /&gt;one. The kitten we wanted to see was being adopted by someone else so&lt;br /&gt;the girls asked if they could check out the dogs. There were quite a&lt;br /&gt;few dogs — most of them sleeping or barking at us. Then there was this&lt;br /&gt;dog who just stood proudly and quietly looking at the suitors. Of&lt;br /&gt;course the girls wanted to see her. I asked if we could check her out&lt;br /&gt;but we found out that someone was considering adopting her and that we&lt;br /&gt;would be second. The dog had been on TV that morning and their were&lt;br /&gt;several people interested in her. The woman really wanted her but her&lt;br /&gt;husband wanted another dog so we had our chance. She seemed like a&lt;br /&gt;very good dog. She was given to the shelter because the people that&lt;br /&gt;owned her were moving out of the country.  She is a 2 year old fully&lt;br /&gt;grown poodle mix weighing a little over 9 pounds. The girls started&lt;br /&gt;begging and I paid to put a hold on her so I could have more time to&lt;br /&gt;think about adopting her. After bringing Joe down and debating it long&lt;br /&gt;and hard we are now officially dog owners.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-5131334449267875630?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/08/new-dog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-9149105291899331228</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Jul 2009 20:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:29:20.278-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>monti</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>school</category><title>New principal at IVE</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0330-719186-719646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0330-719186-719287.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Our new principal started at Issaquah Valley Elementary this summer.&lt;br /&gt;She had the PTA board members and their families over to her house for&lt;br /&gt;a homemade lunch. The kids loved meeting her plus she had a&lt;br /&gt;professional sized trampoline and 3 young pygmy goats. Monti decided to &lt;div&gt;skip her last day of choir camp to go to the luncheon. She explained to Joe, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Dad, how often do you get to go to the principal's house?" We all had a good &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time. Her yard was gorgeous — full of beautiful trees and fresh herbs. For &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dessert she served us lavender shortbread cookies containing fresh lavender &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from her garden. I was excited to hear about some of her plans for the new &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school year. I am very optimistic we will see some positive changes at IVE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with her at the helm.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &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/304601638785652423-9149105291899331228?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/07/new-principal-at-ive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-7135995372337827657</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 20:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:26:21.730-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dahlia</category><title>Bored hot gorilla</title><description>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4bf10e9c96865dc3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAPCZD0ddCGBZjZs6HcCGJYdEY6457GQ-enJNJDWquv-8Yc9XX7uqXpsfCTj4jZdHgKWhKlsaw3AyYSpAkTVc1YCVPy05l8SFpoEwJUEVBxsL4N_dz4PGBhS67g6wvZ8bRgZs9gjkU9caRkqDJOvEKCQGb1lC-5F3BNw9VNeRJkKV0cm_hP9UFkv-IKjtZfPv76IahX3PHHzdurvY4BTIhKI9qZp29br3J2ypX_1eahVx%26sigh%3DJZs9vg_Ve5Hu32_uZvDOnxbof1E%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4bf10e9c96865dc3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DpTcZMtGp2o9KPzdEDlpf0DnDaMM&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAPCZD0ddCGBZjZs6HcCGJYdEY6457GQ-enJNJDWquv-8Yc9XX7uqXpsfCTj4jZdHgKWhKlsaw3AyYSpAkTVc1YCVPy05l8SFpoEwJUEVBxsL4N_dz4PGBhS67g6wvZ8bRgZs9gjkU9caRkqDJOvEKCQGb1lC-5F3BNw9VNeRJkKV0cm_hP9UFkv-IKjtZfPv76IahX3PHHzdurvY4BTIhKI9qZp29br3J2ypX_1eahVx%26sigh%3DJZs9vg_Ve5Hu32_uZvDOnxbof1E%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4bf10e9c96865dc3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DpTcZMtGp2o9KPzdEDlpf0DnDaMM&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We watched the gorillas for nearly an hour. The baby gorilla was so bored and her mom had no energy to play with her. I could totally relate. The young gorilla finally discovered that the kids on the other side of the glass could be very entertaining. Dahlia would hold up her hand against the glass and the gorilla would imitate her. I wish I had better pictures but I found myself simply just enjoying the interactions between the two of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0295-778135.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-7135995372337827657?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><enclosure type='video/mp4' url='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4bf10e9c96865dc3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/07/bored-hot-gorilla.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-5399855621414600230</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 20:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:24:52.700-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dahlia</category><title>zoo during the heat wave</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0277-784116-784573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0277-784116-784244.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0272-784611-785106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0272-784611-784717.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The zoo was very empty when Dahlia and I went. It was in the 90's but&lt;br /&gt;in the shade it was fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-5399855621414600230?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/07/zoo-during-heat-wave.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-7595821809766353765</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 00:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:24:34.727-07:00</atom:updated><title>more heat</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0224-709182-709553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0224-709182-709272.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Seattle just isn't equipped to deal with extreme weather. An inch of&lt;br /&gt;snow cancels school and shops close down in 100 degree temps. In Seattle's&lt;br /&gt;defense most people don't have air conditioning and some don't even&lt;br /&gt;own a fan. Several of my friends booked hotels to stay at after their&lt;br /&gt;crayons started to melt in the house. We all moved in to our master&lt;br /&gt;bedroom where we had a small window air conditioner to keep us cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-7595821809766353765?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/07/more-heat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-7787185364434891511</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 20:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:23:59.339-07:00</atom:updated><title>Hot, Hot, Hot</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0225-710539-710904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0225-710539-710626.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We had several days in Seattle where the temperatures reached into the&lt;br /&gt;triple digits. New records were set all around the city. The DJ's on&lt;br /&gt;the radio were having fun with the high temperatures playing any song&lt;br /&gt;with hot or heat in them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-7787185364434891511?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/07/hot-hot-hot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-9129366007427663037</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 19:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:23:43.169-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dahlia</category><title>trying to find a cool spot to hang out</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0177-713099-713500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0177-713099-713200.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0182-713587-714007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0182-713587-713695.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Monti attended a choir camp in Seattle during the hottest week of the&lt;br /&gt;summer. I had planned to stay in Seattle between 9 and 3 with Dahlia&lt;br /&gt;instead of making the round trip twice each day. We tried roller&lt;br /&gt;blading and bike riding on some paths in the city but it was just too darn hot. &lt;div&gt;Playgrounds were empty and Seattle has only 2 public pools so we found a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;couple places to cool off at including the Green Lake wading pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-9129366007427663037?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/07/trying-to-find-cool-spot-to-hang-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-4161365437887265246</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 21:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:23:12.343-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>monti</category><title>Monti goes first</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0159-764978-765413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0159-764978-765071.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0158-765458-765876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0158-765458-765544.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;She tries to put on a brave face but she is so very worried and&lt;br /&gt;scared. I hated the waiting but I knew once you get it done you don't&lt;br /&gt;have to worry about doing it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-4161365437887265246?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/07/monti-goes-first.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-5916003191642545964</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 21:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:22:46.946-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>monti</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dahlia</category><title>Torture</title><description>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/CIMG0020-785784.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/CIMG0023-786252.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/CIMG0025-792075.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This series of pictures just breaks my heart. The girls really wanted their ears pierced. After deciding to do it they had to wait a couple of hours so that Claire's would have 2 employees able to pierce at the same time. I know Monti was just stressed waiting all that time. She decided to go first. She did a really good job being the brave big sister. She simply looked stunned afterwards and said "that really did hurt." Dahlia had a tougher time keeping the tears in but both said they would do it again if they could go back in time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-5916003191642545964?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/07/torture.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-2855357004488550411</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 15:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:09:30.825-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>vacation</category><title>Twilight marketing</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0718-740217-740295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0718-740217-740279.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The Olympic peninsula is trying to make the most of the Twilight &lt;br /&gt;series popularity.  Forks, Port Angles and  La Push all try to lure &lt;br /&gt;Twilight fans their way. The town of Forks celebrates Stephenie Meyer &lt;br /&gt;Day on the same day as Twilight's Bella Swan's birthday, Sept. 13.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-2855357004488550411?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/06/twilight-marketing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-2616588064737410213</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 15:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:09:09.307-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>monti</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>vacation</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dahlia</category><title>Hoh Rain Forest</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0760-709688-709957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0760-709688-709782.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0753-710069-710303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0753-710069-710138.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We hiked through the Hoh rain forest in the Olympic National Park. &lt;br /&gt;This area of Washington gets about 12-14 feet of rain. Overall I &lt;br /&gt;thought the rain forest in Mt Rainier's national park was more &lt;br /&gt;impressive than this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-2616588064737410213?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/06/hoh-rain-forest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-7749041415231023248</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 15:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:08:42.051-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>monti</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dahlia</category><title>on the coast</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0865-724658-724731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0865-724658-724714.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0882-724802-724852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0882-724802-724842.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We made it to Washington's Pacific coast for the afternoon. On our way &lt;br /&gt;home Monti collected the remains of a variety of sea creatures while &lt;br /&gt;Dahlia enjoyed writing her name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-7749041415231023248?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/06/on-coast.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-8613464210820003531</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 15:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:06:21.884-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>monti</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dahlia</category><title>Modeling</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0799-716654-716877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0799-716654-716732.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0790-716950-717025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0790-716950-717005.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The girls did a little modeling for me when we went to the temperate rain forest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-8613464210820003531?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/06/modeling.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-4936426837074313486</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 15:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:05:48.459-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>joe</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>school</category><title>Walk-a-thon results</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0634-764776-764836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0634-764776-764825.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;One of my last jobs for the Walkathon at school was to put together a &lt;br /&gt;bulletin board that displayed the results for the students. We &lt;br /&gt;exceeded all our goals this year. The kids at the school raised over &lt;br /&gt;$31,000. I like to think Joe's Blues Brothers interpretation helped &lt;br /&gt;rally the kids around the fundraising goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-4936426837074313486?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/06/walk-thon-results.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-542651350102178288</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 15:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:05:14.214-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>monti</category><title>strep throat</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0636-777315-777373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0636-777315-777363.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Poor Monti had fever and a horrible headache. She also felt sick to &lt;br /&gt;her stomach so she made her home in our bathroom. Our camping mat &lt;br /&gt;works as a great temporary mattress. The next day she tested positive &lt;br /&gt;for strep throat at the doctor's. The doctor only tested her for strep &lt;br /&gt;because it is the only sickness she could give me anything for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-542651350102178288?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/06/strep-throat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-359374444819695809</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 15:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:03:03.490-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>monti</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dahlia</category><title>Deal with the face painter</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0933-776238-776448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0933-776238-776332.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The farmer's market had lots of other vendors. One of them is the face &lt;br /&gt;painter lady. Monti drifted on over there and started talking to the &lt;br /&gt;lady. I was determined to not give her money for any face painting. I &lt;br /&gt;wanted her to stay focused on her goal of selling baked goods. After 5 &lt;br /&gt;minutes of conversation the lady started painting her face for free. &lt;br /&gt;Monti came back beaming telling me she had made a deal with the lady &lt;br /&gt;to help promote her face painting in exchange for free face painting. &lt;br /&gt;Monti did live up to her end of the bargain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-359374444819695809?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/06/deal-with-face-painter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-5985382153805873504</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 15:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:02:31.588-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>monti</category><title>2nd Grade Bake Sale</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0915-724243-724321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0915-724243-724303.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Monti's 2nd grade class has been learning about the rain forest. Her &lt;br /&gt;friend Knicole had the idea of having a bake sale to raise money to &lt;br /&gt;protect the rain forest. The moms baked the goods while the kids put &lt;br /&gt;on their cutest faces and sold the goodies at the Issaquah Farmer's &lt;br /&gt;market. The kids had a lot of fun and they made $500 which was enough &lt;br /&gt;to protect 10 acres of rain forest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-5985382153805873504?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/06/2nd-grade-bake-sale.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-1371901124048430177</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 17:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T11:00:17.092-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dad</category><title>a total of 54 feet</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0854-735693-735831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0854-735693-735749.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My parents left Chicago in May to head up to Alaska for the summer &lt;br /&gt;months. They are pulling a trailer camper that will be home for them &lt;br /&gt;the next 5 months. Their total length is 54 feet which completely &lt;br /&gt;changes your perspective on driving and dining choices. Many campsites &lt;br /&gt;in Washington could not accommodate a trailer of this size. My dad &lt;br /&gt;will become an absolute pro at driving this beast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-1371901124048430177?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/06/total-of-54-feet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-3358218943339754576</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 17:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T10:58:46.132-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dahlia</category><title>Dahlia and Alec</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0935-786215-786421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0935-786215-786283.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is Dahlia and her friend Alec.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-3358218943339754576?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/06/dahlia-and-alec.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-9187410068095573308</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 17:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T10:58:31.658-07:00</atom:updated><title>Goodbye to the Prius</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0046_3-782032-782096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0046_3-782032-782083.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I sadly said goodbye to my Prius. I was glad to finally sell it. We &lt;br /&gt;held steady on our asking price but buyers who could actually get a &lt;br /&gt;loan were few. We  sold it for $16,800 to a woman who had been driving &lt;br /&gt;an old VW bus. She will be thrilled with the Prius.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-9187410068095573308?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/06/goodbye-to-prius.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-4119970748354119777</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 20:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-26T17:07:58.233-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>monti</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dahlia</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Samantha</category><title>the Froghopper</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_6140-751920-752473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_6140-751920-752046.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I took the girls to the Family Fun Center. They couldn't get enough of&lt;br /&gt;the froghopper ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-4119970748354119777?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/05/froghopper.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-8023820864754930356</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 03:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-26T17:07:46.951-07:00</atom:updated><title>Does this mean you can race between 5AM and 10PM?</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_6155-713922-714354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/IMG_6155-713922-713989.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-8023820864754930356?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/05/does-this-mean-you-can-race-between-5am.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304601638785652423.post-5770047779329915180</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 20:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-26T17:07:31.295-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>monti</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>IVE</category><title>Lockdown at IVE</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/ivelockdown22-768743-768769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elsagrace.com/uploaded_images/ivelockdown22-768743-768767.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Thursday at 11:15 am Monti and Dahlia's school received a call from&lt;br /&gt;the Issaquah Police Department telling them they needed to go to a&lt;br /&gt;level 4 lockdown. An armed man had threatened another man at a&lt;br /&gt;business near the school and fled before he was apprehended. They&lt;br /&gt;feared for the safety of the kids with the angry man at large. In a&lt;br /&gt;level 4 lockdown blinds are closed, doors are locked, lights are out,&lt;br /&gt;kids are on the floor and there is no talking. The lockdown went on&lt;br /&gt;for 2 hours before it was lifted. None of the kids were able to eat&lt;br /&gt;their lunches. For those classrooms without bathrooms the kids had to&lt;br /&gt;use waste paper baskets behind the teachers desk to relieve&lt;br /&gt;themselves.  I was on the way home from a field trip with Dahlia's&lt;br /&gt;class when the bus driver received a message that we were supposed to&lt;br /&gt;stay clear of IVE. They took us to the transportation center where we&lt;br /&gt;sat for 30 minutes trying to figure out what the heck was going on.&lt;br /&gt;The bus was full of very hungry kindergartners and parents so they&lt;br /&gt;drove us to another elementary school in the area where they fed us&lt;br /&gt;all lunches. With my iPhone I was able to find out what was going on&lt;br /&gt;but I was still very concerned that Monti would be really upset. When&lt;br /&gt;we returned to school I immediately went to check up on Monti who was&lt;br /&gt;finally eating her lunch. She wasn't too upset with the whole thing — in&lt;br /&gt;fact she seem downright excited to inform me that she had peed in the&lt;br /&gt;garbage can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/304601638785652423-5770047779329915180?l=www.elsagrace.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.elsagrace.com/2009/05/lockdown-at-ive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elsa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
